Whoosh!!!
Death scythe!
"Boom!!!"
Another death scythe swept across, the dark red blade aura slashed through, and every chanical creature of the mind that ca into contact with the blade aura was blasted into pieces!
At once, rows of kill notifications flashed out.
[Hint: You killed the spawn chanical V-992 of the mind, you obtained 57 King of Gods' points...].
That was quite valuable.
A thought flashed through Fang Heng's mind. Before he even had ti to catch his breath, he felt his sea of consciousness suffer a violent impact again.
Turning back, he saw on the right side that large batches of chanical legions of the mind were once more being refreshed through the transition passage. "Humph!"
Fang Heng frowned, let out a cold snort, and once again flashed forward, charging into the legion.
Not far away, seeing Fang Heng charge into the chanical legion and still deal such destructive damage, Wu Yi's eyes shone with even brighter light.
The spawns' chanical legion was fierce.
But it also had weaknesses.
The weakness was the lack of extrely high combat strength. When faced with an individual like Fang Heng, who possessed terrifying combat strength, it seed powerless.
In such situations, the spawns had two counterasures.
One of them was the chanical legions of the mind that had just appeared.
By installing creatures of the mind into robotic bodies, and stimulating them with energy modules, the robots could unleash ntal shock effects on par with master level.
Even if the enemy could withstand one blast of ntal shock, or even cancel most of the shock, when tens of thousands of shocks blasted out at once, if it did not kill, it would still cause massive consumption.
Wu Yi stared at the battlefield, watching Fang Heng's figure darting back and forth among the massive chanical legions. Each ti he unleashed the scythe's energy shockwave, he reaped away swathes of chanical creatures.
But it only looked like an advantage on the surface.
As soon as the spawns' chanical factories began operating, they did not even need a single second to replenish the losses. To the spawns, such losses were completely insignificant.
The spawns' attrition tactics!
Wu Yi could see that Fang Heng had already been affected by the ntal shocks. Only, his ntal strength was so powerful, and his sea of consciousness so resilient, that he was still able to endure.
But if it continued like this...
Wu Yi was puzzled.
She thought that with Fang Heng's intelligence, he must have seen through the spawns' intention to use chanical creatures for an attrition war.
Why was he persisting?
Fang Heng had indeed guessed it.
With his current ability, tens of thousands of ntal shocks continuously bombarding his sea of consciousness felt extrely uncomfortable.
Even if each shock was only like a faint breath of air, he could not withstand tens of thousands of people breathing on him every second.
If it went on long enough, a person could practically be blown apart.
But every ti he attacked, countless ga notifications floated across his retina.
[Hint: The [layer killed the spawn unit (high-tier chanical of the mind), player obtained 76 King of Gods' points...].
[Hint: The player killed the spawn unit...].
It was exhilarating farming!
The spawn chanicals of the mind were high in level, and their dense numbers filled the battlefield. Almost every death scythe strike blasted open an area, shattering hundreds of chanical creatures.
Each attack almost netted him more than five thousand King of Gods' points.
The twenty-four Underworld Orbs swirling around him continued attacking the chanical swarms. Each ti they dealt area damage. Although the explosions were not as exaggerated as the death scythe, they still earned him nearly ten thousand King of Gods' points per minute.
Compared to that inco, what was a little swelling in the head?
Fang Heng thought he could hold on a while longer.
In the distance, Wu Yi's gaze shifted further, looking toward the spawn prism towers at the rear of the battlefield.
Although she did not understand, the spawns' second move against high-tier warriors had already arrived.
The Blue Lizard Clan!
To counter enemy experts like Fang Heng, the spawns stationed so recruited alien martial artists outside their chanical legions. Their sole target was Fang
Heng!
The Blue Lizard Clan, originally stationed on the fleet as guards, had just remotely detected Fang Heng's appearance on the main battlefield. Seeing the stalemate, they imdiately used the transition system to enter the frontline.
"Go!"
A total of eighteen high-tier martial artists of the Blue Lizard Clan charged toward Fang Heng together.
Fang Heng was farming happily when he suddenly sensed a large number of familiar high-tier martial auras rushing toward him. He frowned at once.
The Blue Lizard Clan again!
How troubleso!
Couldn't they just let him farm in peace for a while?
The Blue Lizard Clan had been ordered by the spawns specifically to deal with
Fang Heng!
And Fang Heng had previously killed their clansn.
New hatred and old grudges together.
The elder of the Blue Lizard Clan led his people, closing in rapidly on Fang
Heng.
Frost domain released!
The surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
Before they even approached, hundreds of frost orbs hurtled toward Fang
Heng!
"Die, vampire!"
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!!
The Underworld Orbs circling Fang Heng imdiately sensed it and crashed
straight into the frost orbs.
Boom! Boom boom!!!
Spheres of different energy forms collided and exploded in mid-air!
A thick, undead aura coated with white frost spread outward, directly freezing
large patches around.
The Blue Lizard elder revealed a trace of surprise in his eyes.
It was that attribute again that he had never seen before!
Its strength was not weak at all. It could even blast apart their highly
condensed frost orbs.
Whoosh!
After consuming so of their strength in the collisions, the Underworld Orbs
quickly flew back to Fang Heng's side.
In just the blink of an eye, more than ten Blue Lizard clansn had already
rushed up, surrounding Fang Heng tightly at the center.
Domain fusion!
Every one of the lizard race was a high-tier martial artist who had mastered the
frost domain ability. When gathered together, they could even rge their
domain abilities through a special thod, expanding the range of the frost domain's coverage.
Fang Heng raised his head, coldly staring at the Blue Lizards who had surrounded him, cutting off all his escape routes. His tone carried irritation.
"You people like getting in my way that much?"
Having his King of Gods' farming interrupted, Fang Heng was in a foul mood.
Not to ntion, the massive numbers of chanicals of the mind on the
periphery were still bombarding him with ntal shocks.
The Blue Lizard elder stared at Fang Heng.
Even though they had completely surrounded him, he could sll an extrely
dangerous aura from Fang Heng.
"Sorry, vampire, we are just following orders. You can understand, the world is
harsh, and for races like ours, there are not many choices. Being weak itself is a
cri."
"Heh, is that so? Save it."
Fang Heng sneered and said faintly, "Then I'll give you a chance to choose. Choose to surrender to the vampires, or choose to keep serving the spawns?"
"Humph!"
The Blue Lizard elder snorted heavily.
This brat! To actually say such arrogant words!
Yet he truly felt a powerful confidence from Fang Heng.
A confidence that could drag the spawns down from the pedestal of the seven
overlords.
That arrogant confidence made the elder furious, "Just you? What qualifications do you have to be compared with the spawns?"
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