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The white snow is getting thicker and thicker.
The ground has been covered with a thickness of several feet, and there is still heavy snow falling in the sky, turning the entire space into a vast white, which can no longer tolerate the existence of any other colors. .
And as the number of these alien life forms continued to increase, he also felt more and more pressure.
The erosion and assimilation power of the body has been growing, and it has reached the point where even he has to be on guard all the time. In this case, if other creatures with lower levels of strength come in, I am afraid that they have already become these frosty creatures. A member of Xue's alien life form, there is no self-consciousness anymore.
Another period of time passed, and he felt the pressure from the "he and I mountain", which meant that even he and I, who were covered by thick rock formations, warrior bones, mechanical puppets and Zerg carapaces, would have to face the pressure of these alien creatures. erosion assimilation.
Therefore, this catastrophe cannot be avoided by just dodging.
Regardless of whether he is willing or not, he has been pushed to the foreground of confronting them, just like the desolate beasts who gathered here at the beginning, he can only passively take the attack of the prehistoric warriors.
It is necessary to step up to find a way to target them. Even if they cannot be truly eliminated, at least they must be able to survive in this "snowy" environment and not be eroded and assimilated by them.
On the basis of the previous research results, a new research task was officially launched.
But to really deal with these things, attack methods in the general sense are useless. After thinking about it, he can only use the method he has been groping for recently to try.
That is to use the characteristics of the wild knife to kill the source, combined with one's own understanding of the sword intent of reincarnation and the fault of time and space, to find the fundamental weakness of these alien life forms, and then trace the source to launch an attack.
Time flies by.
Holding a double-edged battle axe, he stood motionless in an open space, and soon turned into a white humanoid snow sculpture.
Then the snow sculpture continued to grow taller and thicker, and soon became a hill on this basis.
There was more white powder coming together, increasing the height of the snow mountain, and the figure standing here silently at the beginning could no longer be seen.
I don't know how long it will be.
A snow-capped mountain hundreds of feet high stands above this wasteland, shining white and crystal light in all directions.
It's as if it has been here since ancient times and has never had other changes.
Suddenly, the snow mountain began to vibrate very slightly.
Later, the amplitude of the shaking became larger and larger until a large-scale avalanche was triggered.
Countless white powders swept down like a flood, forming a white torrent on the ground, and the huge impact force spread in all directions, instantly forming an obvious depression around it.
In the most central position, even a little bit of white powder has disappeared, exposing the gray surface wasteland below.
A ray of cold light pierced the void, cutting a gloomy and gray mark in the bright white sky, like an ugly scar on the fair and delicate skin, which could not heal for a long time.
An illusory figure slowly became solid, looked up at the gray marks high in the sky, and looked away after a while, looking at the gray ground exposed under his feet.
"If my perception is not wrong, the ground of this wasteland has subsided at least about a foot."
"Sure enough, they still evolved the ability to feed on earth and rocks, and they also developed enough resistance to the tearing and squeezing force here."
"This means that even in this dead and desperate place, if no other changes occur, they will survive without any pressure until they completely occupy this place."
Slowly put down the ax he just raised, and he held the double-edged battle ax upside down, and walked forward slowly.
He walked very slowly, and the eroded ground became a little crispy and soft, leaving a straight and clear footprint behind him.
Although he has never seen any other living creature except himself, he always has a feeling of being watched, like a tarsal maggot, which cannot be removed no matter what.
Not long after, he stopped at the dividing line where gray and white meet, calmly watching the new changes in the distant white, with an extremely calm expression.
The sound of rustling came to his ears from all directions. After a few breaths, the ground began to tremble, and the movement became louder and closer.
He found himself surrounded by cavalry all over the hills.
These cavalrymen seemed to be carved out of the same mold, with the same faces, the same expressions, and even the horses under their crotches were all white, without a trace of variegation, all composed of those white particles.
It is definitely not a good experience to be stared at by so many indifferent and dull eyes, he exhaled lightly, and closed his eyes at this moment.
The bleak wind that had been blowing suddenly stopped, as if he had received an order, all the cavalry began to charge him with long knives.
Before the soldiers and horses arrived, a wave of pure white arrows hit him first. He did nothing but let go of the handle of the axe.
In an instant, a cold light lit up, and the clanging axes and arrows clashed non-stop. Time seemed to be stuck in a strange stagnation at this moment. From a distance, his figure had disappeared, and only one person remained in place. A gorgeous ball that is constantly being shot.
Immediately afterwards, the cavalry who had already charged forward submerged into the ball made up of the dense shadow of the axe.
He walked forward quietly and silently, calmly watching countless white cavalry rushing in like a tide, and then turned into flying ash, leaving no trace
Gradually, the cavalry became thinner, and an empty corridor formed where he passed.
Not long after, he watched the ax blade wipe the throat of the last cavalryman, and watched him and his horse turn into a pile of ashes and disappear, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The rustling sound sounded again, interrupting his thinking.
He raised his head and looked into the distance, a look of understanding appeared on his face, which had always been somewhat puzzled.
I don't know how many ferocious and terrifying raptors and beasts are appearing from the depths of the vast snow field, rolling towards him from the air and the ground at the same time.
After tea time.
He killed the last winged tiger and stepped forward again.
Unexpectedly, the rustling sound quietly sounded again from the depths of the snow-white color.
He kept walking, and met the huge armored soldier striding from a distance.
The soldier is also white all over. Although he is huge, he does not appear clumsy in his actions. In addition to his height and long legs, he can take several feet in one step, so he has already arrived in front of him in a short time.
Then he was directly killed by him without any accident. Like those knight beasts before, he didn't hold on for a moment.
? Even the white powder that made up them turned into ashes and scattered, leaving no trace of existence (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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