In xxxx, the terrifying king descended from the sky.

Shuer still remembers that in a ruin of the civilization era in his hometown, he once saw such a record. It is said that the terrifying king in the record is something called a nuclear bomb.

Therefore, in this world, when Shuer first heard Wei talk about an incomprehensible weapon term, and after several translations, he was really shocked. In his consciousness, it was a super weapon that could destroy a highly advanced civilization era and kill most intelligent creatures in the world.

Fortunately, after communication, Wei explained through logical analysis that the last era of his hometown world was destroyed by a nuclear bomb. The nuclear bomb should be in its early stage, coupled with the result of the out-of-control war, and the nuclear bombs in this world have developed to a higher level, safe, convenient, efficient, controllable, and pollution-free.

Even so, Shuer was not relieved. If possible, he would never want to be related to such things in his life, but there was no way. Now it was time to use it.

"Mia, prepare to cool down." Seeing a giant silver warhead falling from the sky and falling straight towards the target he chose, Shuer took a deep breath to calm down and shouted loudly, "Safu, come back, right away."

At this time, the female swordsman had cut open four giant flowers and cleared a safe area of ​​hundreds of meters on the left. Wherever she passed, there were broken insect corpses everywhere, and there was no complete corpse. She liked such a crazy and violent way of fighting, dancing in the blood rain, singing in the howling, using the enemy's flesh and blood to decorate her coat, and laughing wildly in the killing and death. This is the greatest happiness in life.

But! That damn liar! These are not blood at all, not! All that is spilled out of the corpse is disgusting green slime, bastard, return the happy killing to me!

Saff, who was emitting a smell of blood in his body, heard Shul's call, and was too lazy to pay attention to him. However, from Shul's shout, she heard the urgency and anxiety. Will this bastard be worried? He is playing with people's hearts again, just like he was not long ago. Humph, they are all idiots, sooner or later, I will kill you all. Forget it, I'm so anxious and stupid, I'll believe him once.

He forced himself to find a reason and began to evacuate quickly. As soon as he was running back halfway, a deafening explosion came from behind. A shock wave came from behind, lifting her into the sky, crossing dozens of meters away, and hitting into Xiu'er's arms with a bang.

Well? In your arms? A good opportunity.

The female swordsman didn't even think about it. She raised her hand and slashed the heavy sword across. Who knew that Shuer was like he was prepared for a long time. Before the sword arrived, he had already lowered his head to dodge and slapped her hard on the butt: "Give me a quiet moment."

Shame, absolute shame! The female swordsman was really quiet, her eyes were filled with rage, and the repeated quieting was just the tranquility before the storm. However, why did her breathing become more and more rapid, her face became redder, and her muscles were still twitching slightly?

Of course, Shuer was prepared, whether to catch her or avoid the slash, he knew that Suff would definitely fly over because he saw the mushroom cloud.

In fact, when I first came, everyone had seen nuclear bombs outside the fortress, but Wei said that it was just a portable simple nuclear bomb, not a small nuclear bomb standardized for human bases, and its power was far worse than the standard small nuclear bomb.

Wei is not exaggerating, she is really far from it.

The mushroom clouds rose, the ground vibrated violently, and the air began to twist under high heat. Within a radius of 500 meters, the insects were directly blown into green blood. Needless to mention the corpse, there was no residue. The fungal blanket on the ground was directly vaporized, revealing the charred ground. All the nests on the fungal blanket, whether they were supporters or giant flowers, also exploded into dry blood. No living creatures remained in the entire explosion area.

As expected, he is worthy of being called the terror king. The legendary mage's high-level magic attack is just such a powerful force. Even the golden-level warriors may not be able to escape at the center of the explosion, let alone the insects. This hole that still emits high-temperature steam has already explained everything. Even if the aftermath of the explosion has dissipated, the hole still exists. The insects cannot enter the hole at all. It is not that they dare not, but that all the insects entering it are roasted into coke by high temperature within a few seconds.

"Mia, Ice." Suffer, who was in a strange state, temporarily threw aside, and Shuer ordered loudly, "Non-combatants, start sprinting, fighters maintain formation to protect ordinary people, and those who cannot run slowly will be responsible for the consequences. See if the bugs will listen to your explanation."

"What ice is ice?" Mia rolled her eyes. You asked me to cool down this temperature with ice? Do you think I am a demigod? Fortunately, this world has atmosphere and abundant water. Mia has already gathered a large amount of water elements around her, so... "Storm Storm."

"Wow", the heavy rain poured down, and a creepy hissing sound began to sound in the cavity. It was the sound of rain evaporating by high temperatures. Large clusters of water vapor spread in the rain curtain, minimizing visibility in the hollow area.

"Good opportunity." Hearing the hissing sound became smaller and smaller, Shuer knew that the temperature was almost the same. Although the steam temperature was still a little high, with the physical fitness of Pavatti and ordinary people, he could barely deal with it. It would be a bit painful. However, in order to survive, suffering is also a necessary price. "It is now, follow me. The warriors are on the periphery, confirming each other's positions with energy sensing, and ensuring that no one is beyond your range. Non-combatants will run all the time. If they run wrong, the combatants will correct them. Let's go."

While speaking, Xiuer was the first to rush into the rain curtain.

Now is indeed the best opportunity. The steam is washed away by rain. Although the fog is already rich, once it rushes into the fog, the visibility is less than one meter. No matter inside or outside the fog, the insects cannot confirm the location of these people at all, and can only rush around and test it by luck. In this way, the fog will share most of the pressure for everyone.

As for Shuer in the fog, although he was also unable to distinguish the direction, he had Wei's assistance. Wei's observation method was not troubled by the limit of vision. He could remind Shuer to adjust the direction at any time to ensure that he was moving straight towards the target. Of course, the insects that were aimlessly circling around in the thick fog were a problem. Once they bumped into each other head-on and had no preparation at all, they would easily suffer sudden attacks and unnecessary casualties. However, the hearing of the mercenaries is now the biggest advantage. Through the sound, the movements of the insects can be discovered in advance, so that they will not be caught off guard.

As soon as he rushed into the thick fog, someone in the ordinary people screamed, "It's so hot."

"Hold on, you can't burn you to death. It's okay if you don't want to endure it. Turn around and face the insects." Although Shuer was very fierce, he knew that he couldn't blame these ordinary people for having too many things, because even their high-level mercenaries themselves felt very uncomfortable in the thick steam fog.

The environment itself is unbearable. The water vapor is only attached to the skin, allowing all the temperature to be transmitted to the skin, making the heat heavier. Although it is not scald, the water vapor that always follows the shadow makes the skin feel hot. What is even more terrifying is breathing. Every breath of high-temperature mist, from the throat to the lungs, it is like a ball of flames that continue to rage. This pain from the inside to the outside is like being put in a steamer. In addition, running requires more gas to be inhaled, and everyone feels that they are almost steamed.

"In the name of the dark moon, we can wash away the physical and mental fatigue of the creatures with the light outside the eyes." A holy light enveloped the crowd, quickly healing the scalds inside and outside the body of ordinary people. The temperature was slightly higher than expected, but it was still within an acceptable range. At least under the threat of death, this pain has been ignored by them. Racing with the insects has become the only way out now. If you outperform, you can survive and lose...

"Ah~~~~" In the gradually sparse mist, the screams of despair represent something that it goes without saying. A scholar was defeated in the race against life. Humans in their forties are no longer young, and their body shape has begun to develop horizontally. The chubby body and kind smile have won him the instinctive favor of many people. Unfortunately, this time it took his life and was dragged down by physical energy. He ran slower and slower. Even though he knew that the insects had reached not far behind him, he could not change anything and could only let himself fall to the ground by the insects.

"Dak, save." Surprisingly, Shuer did not give up the opponent in cold blood this time, "Hurry up."

A bloody gun shadow flashed, and the fat scholar covered in blood was snatched by Dark in his hand. He was caught up because of fat, and survived because of fat. The sharp claws of the insect left two deep marks on his stomach. The blood mixed with fat particles and gushed out wildly, but it was precisely because the fat layer was too thick that the insect was not dissecting his belly. It was a blessing in disguise.

"It's one to save one." Shure knew that Dark had succeeded without looking back, and said with a stern face, "It's coming soon, I'll live for those who haven't been scalded to death."

Sure enough, the best motivation for the race activities is the best way to motivate the race. Nearly one kilometer of straight line distance is fleeting, and even ordinary people can see the mound where the destination is located. Perhaps the queen of the swarm did not expect that the target of this group of people was such a meaningless position, and mistakenly placed the main forces on the defense of the mother nest and the mine veins, so that the target mound had almost no troops to garrison, and there was no resistance in front of the fugitive team. Only one step away from, you could touch the hope of survival.
Chapter completed!