The moment he saw this cocoon of the brain, Ian's eyes, ears, and nose began to bleed. The heartbreaking pain directly stung his brain and body from the nerve endings, and made him subconsciously take a step back to avoid his body.
Cramping and twisting uncontrollably.
Even though Ian's will has been tempered in battles and become very strong, and his body is extremely strong, this is equivalent to attacking himself, and it is difficult to rely on physical strength to resist.
"...Using micro-current to stimulate my brain affects my nerves and causes my body to self-destruct. I really underestimate you."
Raising his hand, he wiped away the blood from his eyes and nose. The spiritual light in Ian's eyes became stronger, and a faint water color flowed, even covering his whole body: "I really can't let you leave this place, otherwise, what you brought
The destruction would wipe out Harrison Harbor within an hour."
Just like Dawn City, these advanced monsters and psychic monsters are so harmful.
Even though the Hive Mind has not yet reached the fourth energy level of the Hundred-Armed Giant Vine, its ability is even more dangerous. As long as the opportunity is grasped correctly, all people who do not have the source of the source will be brainwashed into a part of themselves.
In fact, even if you are an ascendant, you will be like Ian when you face it directly. If you are not careful, you will get injured or even lose control.
Raising his hand, Ian did not approach with the sword this time, but picked up the water gun.
Zhibeng!
Without any hesitation, he took aim and fired directly. The water bomb with Isengard's corrosive blood drew a straight line in the air and shot towards the cocoon membrane surrounding the hive brain.
swish swish
It seemed that he was aware of the danger of the waterline and had to take action. Several dark shadows suddenly shot out, blocking the flow of water and scattering it.
The corrosive blood melts the front ends of these shadows, but it cannot really destroy them.
Sure enough, Ian narrowed his eyes. His psychic premonition just now told him that he must not approach the seemingly harmless Hive Brain rashly.
And he looked at the frost butterfly hidden in his hair above his head, and sure enough, the little goblin was covered in black and red.
There is an ambush there.
It's interesting to say that fairies like Frost Butterfly, who don't have much self-will, are not affected by the will of the insect nest. They seem a little sluggish now, just because they don't like the hot, humid and slippery environment of the insect nest.
Perhaps this is the ecology of the maze. When the will of the nest grows stronger, the primitive goblins on the other side also become stronger. When the nest wants to occupy the entire ruins, this group of mindless goblins will become its success.
The biggest obstacle.
Blocking in front of the Hive Brain are several distorted figures made of weird flesh and blood. Ian is very familiar with this figure. It was when he attacked the brain of the Swamp Crocodile that he came out of the Swamp Crocodile's flesh to stop him.
Flesh humanoid.
Their bodies are composed of blood vessels, connective tissue, nerve tentacles and other flesh and blood roots, and their source comes from the biomass part of the insect nest.
These twisted creatures have no facial features and normal bodies. Their hands are not so much hands as protruding sharp claws. They are ugly and dangerous. And on the fingertips of these slender sharp claws, there is a drop of
Drops of highly toxic liquid dripping.
They are the last line of defense guarding the Hive Mind.
A fragile line of defense.
Now that the enemy has appeared, the most dangerous opportunity has passed. Ian put down the water gun and held the Chongyuan Iron Sword tightly in his backhand.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward to sign, his sword swept across, and swung towards the three flesh-and-blood human figures in front of him who were about to pounce.
Boom! As Ian waved his sword, dust rose up in the center of the lair. This was a sign that the crystal chips and rock chips on the ground were attracted by the violent vibrations of the earth element. The flesh-and-blood humanoid roared and rushed forward, trying to
Blocking the young man's attack, all he could see was a light golden sword light splitting through the diffuse dust mist and falling towards their metal-like bodies.
Bang! There was a dull loud noise. Before the head of the tentacles of flesh and blood could do anything, the upper body was blown away by Ian with a full blow. It was like a watermelon being hit hard by a professional baseball player with a bat.
Spread like an explosion.
To be honest, this was the first time Ian encountered this kind of target, and he felt very good about it.
At the same moment that the leading flesh-and-blood humanoid was smashed away, the young man twisted his waist smoothly, turned around and struck out with his sword, accurately slashing the cassock on the monster that had circled behind him, tilting the flesh-and-blood humanoid on the spot.
Split diagonally.
With only the last flesh-and-blood humanoid guard left, Ian exhaled. He was already a little tired, and the crushing pain in his chest was constantly coming.
If it were an ordinary first-level person, he would probably be at the end of his strength at this moment... Well, no, he should be dead long ago.
After all, he fought with Patrick for a period of time before and was hit by an alchemy cannon. Now he can kill two first-level flesh and blood humanoids with two swords. It is completely because the basic quality of the sand armor apprentice is ridiculously strong, plus he also has
The ancient dragon core continuously provides source of energy recovery, otherwise, it would be impossible to attack with two consecutive attacks.
After all, the weakness of Fudo Castle is that it cannot fly and does not move fast. And all the ruins and labyrinths in this world are located deep in the earth or in closed environments. They are even as fixed as the Hive Mind in front of us.
Target.
In that case, what are the weaknesses of the Fudo Castle series?
Just push it sideways and that's it!
"Well, it's not a big problem. The lungs were not punctured by the bone residue. After all, my lungs have been strengthened to the point where they are almost tough and rubbery. Ordinary injuries cannot damage my internal organs."
After sensing the situation inside his body, Ian was ready to pick up his spirits and kill the last flesh-and-blood humanoid.
But when he looked at the flesh-and-blood humanoid on the other side who was about to attack him, he was slightly stunned for a moment.
Because of the other person's face.
It was a face that combined some of the characteristics of Hilliard, Elder Puder, Isengard and Master Gosei... This face was still changing, changing with Ian's emotions and fluctuations.
clang!
Cutting the opponent apart with one sword, Ian didn't hold anything back, and even subconsciously increased his strength, directly cutting off the flesh-and-blood humanoid's head and half of his chest.
How could he be swayed by such a trivial matter, let alone only a part of it, so what if he looked exactly like the teacher? Instead, he would only cut harder and more ferociously!
You can't even catch his sword, how dare you pretend to be a teacher?!
But he was indeed stunned for a moment.
This is opportunity.
The long-awaited Hive Mind thrust its psychic tentacles into the cracks and made contact with Ian's spirit.
...It is a wonderful feeling, just like sitting quietly at a small table by the window chatting with the person you like in the afternoon, like wandering on the street with good friends in the middle of the night... just like being with your family
Every day spent together.
In a moment of stinging pain, layers of illusions began to appear in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scenery flashed back to thousands of years ago.
In the drifting dream fire, memories burned fiercely, transforming into clear and persistent illusions.
Suddenly, the singing was melodious.
The young man saw and heard.
At a grand gathering, in the underground ecological circle, the Sequoia tribesmen wearing four-color costumes were singing a song in unison.
Everyone was singing, and the four major tribes were harmonious like a family. They missed the vast world that they had never seen before and only retained in the ancestral information database. They missed the outside of the closed door. They always asked for it but could not get it. They may have already.
A truly changed hometown.
A blond boy, led by his mother, sat in a corner of the grass, smiling and staring at the big screen in mid-air.
There are blue sky and green sea above, there are stars and twin moons, the waves are rolling, and there are ice and snow falling.
He also sang and stared at the green grassland, the lush forest, the birds chirping on the branches, and the giant whale singing in the sea. His sky-blue eyes reflected those scenes, revealing an indescribable expression.
desire.
Blue sky, green sea, chirping insects, whale songs, flying birds, white sandy beaches, bright sun...
as well as……
That sky full of stars.
Longing, longing for all of this, wishing to hold everything in my arms, wishing to witness everything with my own eyes.