I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Does he want to defeat this place by attacking?

Doesn't he know that this is his own domain, and all attacks will be completely wiped out with just one thought?

Ulu Kruk looked at the gorgeous fireworks, and with a thought, all the rockets disappeared immediately, and the mind labyrinth returned to its original tranquility.

However, the next moment, more rockets flew up.

===885. All kinds of martial arts, this is a saturated attack===

Seeing the rocket disappear in an instant, Plato was inexplicably lost for a moment.

"Sure enough, can't you?"

He thought to himself.

Although I don't know where Lu Lian got the weapons from, it seems that even though they are fancy, in Ulu Kruk's spiritual world, these are false, fragile, and can be directly obliterated by a single thought.

However, Lu Jian didn't mean to give up.

In his bazooka, all the ammunition was filled again immediately.

Immediately afterwards, without confirming the situation, Lu Jian fired these rockets again.

Moreover, there seems to be no interval between the launches, and countless rockets bloom from the barrel.

Ulu Kruk felt something was wrong.

As soon as he thought about it, all the rockets disappeared again, as if they had never appeared before.

But before he could relax, more rockets came out.

Those rockets are as dense as raindrops, and they continue to flow. Whenever Uruk wipes them out, they will be formed again immediately, and the number is increasing, covering the sky and the sun.

Ulu Kruk felt a little annoyed. Although it was only a matter of time to eliminate these rockets, it was as easy as killing a mosquito, but if there were too many mosquitoes, it would be annoying.

The offense and defense of the two lasted for a while.

It wasn't until the rockets that eliminated the land trip for the hundreds of times that Ulu Kruk realized that there was something wrong.

Now I need great concentration to eliminate all the rockets. Although this operation is just a thought, it still takes time and awareness.

When Lu Jian has more and more rockets, this behavior also needs to consume more energy.

Ulu Kruk suddenly realized a terrible fact, that is, after a while, if the number of these bazookas continued to increase, then he might not be able to completely defend against them.

Countless rockets were launched into the sky again, this time, the rockets covered the sky, even the void of the subconscious was covered.

It is hard to imagine the damage that would be caused if so many rockets fell.

This is Ulu Kruk's spiritual world. In other words, Ulu Kruk's consciousness is everywhere here. As long as it is irreversibly damaged, Ulu Kruk will be traumatized.

However, the vast majority of attacks are not enough to pose a threat.

Who would have thought that one day, someone could set off fireworks in Ulu Kruk's mind?

Countless rockets fell from the sky, disappeared immediately, and reappeared in a blink of an eye.

This rocket is like a countdown, torturing Ulu Kruk's nerves a little bit.

This feeling is like cutting bullets with a sharp knife. You have to succeed every time, and as long as the opponent succeeds once, you will be lost forever.

Originally, as fighters who have experienced many battles and have seen a lot, Ulu Kruk should not feel afraid when faced with this situation. They are extreme fighters who have been able to fight in strange and difficult alien planets for decades. This little problem is nothing.

Unexpectedly, the opponent used Gatling!

And his mother is a three-barreled Gatling with blue flames! ! !

Ulu Kruk didn't expect that in a short period of time, Lu Jian could create so many weapons in his mind maze!

How did he do it?

While thinking, Ulu Kruk found that he had no way to wipe out those rockets.

Some slip through the net and fall into the maze of the mind.

A cloud of mushrooms rose up.

Soon, the second and third waves of rockets fell, and those intricate labyrinths were destroyed by artillery fire. In the smoke, no traps, no monsters, even treasure box monsters could escape death.

Seeing this scene, Plato felt a shudder.

After all, Lu Jian has manifested so many weapons in other people's spiritual world, even overwhelming the master.

It's like a fictional character in your mind starts to affect you back, and you find that his existence can't be erased, and he even starts to whisper in your ear.

In layman's terms, he was about to lose his mind.

The artillery fire roared, but Lu Jian didn't intend to stop at all.

boom boom boom boom --

Countless rockets fell into this maze, shattering everything that existed, and not even ashes existed on the scorched earth.

On the other side, Ulu Kruk felt a burst of pain. These artillery fires were undoubtedly tearing his will. In the field of vision, with the bombardment of the landing trip, Ulu Kruk's sanity was constantly decreasing.

[You have suffered indescribable devastation, sanity -1]

The bleak and ferocious words flowed down like a waterfall. Ulu Kruk hadn't counted how much he lost his sanity. He immediately divided his will and completely divided the area where Lu Lian was located. The piercing pain swept across The brain of an octopus man, but he cannot directly return to the real world.

If the activities are resumed now, then Lu Jie and Plato can attack Ulu Kruk's brain more brazenly. At that time, even if they don't die, they will at least fall into a state of madness.

In a dilemma, Ulu Kruk decided to use the most violent method.

A phantom appeared above the mind maze that had been razed to the ground.

The huge shadow was like an octopus, its thick tentacles spread in all directions, looking for a place to stumble.

The rockets landed on those tentacles, and the flames of the explosion devoured the tentacles, but did not burn them. The powerful self-healing ability made these tentacles the most powerful weapon, and they stumbled towards the landing.

Before Plato could help, the bazooka in Lu Jian's hand had already begun to deform.

It suddenly changed from a shoulder-mounted individual combat weapon to a fully loaded rocket vehicle.

It changed from one car to several cars, and in the void, it expanded into an army.

The appearance of these vehicles is also different, some are dense box-type rockets, intercontinental strategic missiles, space-based kinetic energy weapons, and even "truths" that are on par with most civilizations.

It's hard to imagine that these things would appear in the brain of an exotic octopus, and still be neatly arranged.

Plato didn't know how Triple did it, all he could see was a wave of his hand and all the weapons fired in unison, toward the giant, monstrous octopus.

"In my hometown, there is a saying."

Lu Bian said.

"All fear comes from insufficient firepower."

Accompanied by his words, mushroom clouds rose one after another, explosions sounded one after another, and in the void of the subconscious, countless trails of light fell down, like a classic poem that has been handed down forever.

In the east wind night, flowers and trees are bloomed, and the stars are like rain.

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===886. Fleeing in all directions===

On the wasteland, there was continuous torrential rain.

The storm that many people have never seen in their life is rushing towards Utopia, the sky has changed color, and unprecedented clouds have gathered, covering the dazzling sun.

The dark green lightning zigzags in the dark clouds, and the thunder light containing tens of millions of energy hits the sandy ground full of rain, and the current spreads, making the desert glow.

The green rain has a disturbing smell, and the wet wind blows to the dry city-state, the wind of sickness, the wind of death, the wind of despair.

The first to notice something was wrong were the idle traveling merchants outside the city.

They were still happy that the heavy rain was coming, like the grass and trees that have been dry for a long time, but when the wind blew over their cheeks and the grainy air flow poured into their nostrils, these traveling merchants felt it. Danger.

Many people immediately lost strength in their limbs and fell to their knees, struggling continuously.

After seeing the reactions of other people in front of them, many people immediately rode bugs and ran towards Utopia, but they couldn't run with a gust of wind.

The bug lost its balance, fell to the ground and convulsed, while the traveling merchant was gradually wrapped by the wind of the disease, and the highlights in his eyes disappeared.

People farther away have witnessed such a situation, and their intuition of living in the wasteland for a long time tells them that this rain is far more dangerous than sandstorms, earthquakes, and insect swarms.

Some of them headed towards Utopia, trying to gain the protection of the city-state.

The other part, who saw farther, directly crossed Utopia and galloped further away, because they knew that this torrential rain could not be resisted by a city-state. , have the hope of surviving.

The soldiers stationed on the city-state's walls discovered this situation, and the message was passed on immediately. Ares of the Wild Wolf Guard looked out from the city wall, and a sense of crisis enveloped him.

He can lead a team to fight against swarms, fight with warriors from other city-states, and even suppress possible rebellions in the city if necessary.

But natural disasters, he was powerless to stop them.

Although he inherited the name Ares, he was just a saint who was proficient in fighting. Faced with the storm that covered the sky and the sun, Ares was powerless.

"Where's Plato?"

Ares asked the people around him.

"There is no response from the Hall of Philosophers, Lord Hippocrates asked us to protect the citizens."

The soldier responded.

"Is Hippocrates trying to replace it?"

Ares was a little annoyed. He didn't expect that at this time, some people were still thinking about the power game of fighting openly and secretly.

"This rain will permeate every corner through the wind, we can't avoid it."

he asserted.

"Utopia has reached the end of its life, and we don't need to be buried with it."

Turning back, Ares looked into the city.

Many citizens don't know what happened outside, and they are looking forward to the arrival of the showers.

Some citizens came into contact with the traveling merchants who had fled. Knowing the horror of the rainstorm, they began to panic. Some hid at home, some tried to escape from the city, and some collapsed completely in despair, kneeling on the ground and crying loudly. .