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This group of half-worms all looked respectful, and they were obviously the personal servants of this brain worm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The brain worm looks like a human brain that has been stripped out separately, through the transparent and sticky meninges on the surface of the body, the gray white matter in the ravines inside is constantly wriggling, and the mysterious ripples that outsiders cannot detect at all.

This ripple is not an elemental spell, nor is it a spatial ability, but an extremely superb telepathy. Just like the Mind Flayer underground, they can maintain the most basic telepathy with the Mind Flayer's supreme ruler, the Mastermind, hiding in a mysterious region, even if they are anywhere.

As the basic commander of the bottom of the Angela Zerg, the brain worms themselves do not have any combat ability, nor do they have too much of a subjective consciousness, but are completely controlled by the war brood hiding in the rear. They are like doppelgangers and subbrains of the brood of war, able to take over its consciousness and decompose its will into specific instructions to convey to the various low-level Zerg warriors one by one.

Almost every large sea of worms hides a brain worm that supports the battlefield, and they carry out the will of the real brood.

Since the start of the war, the Zerg have lost 90,000 Zerg soldiers to this group of elves. But for these insects who don't have the slightest sense of individuality, this is nothing. It was already a great honor to be able to die fighting for the War Brood, and there was nothing to pity for the dead Zerg.

In this elven continent with abundant resources and many life materials, as long as the war brood exists, there will be a steady stream of insects hatched. So even if there are more bugs killed on the front line, the brain worm will not hesitate at all. The only thing that can make its huge brain circuit turn and think about it is whether the Zerg who died in battle can be exchanged for the "harvest" that satisfies it.

Although the Elven Continent is very rich and has endless resources, these ordinary resources can only hatch low-level Zerg troops, and if you want to hatch brain worms, half-worms, digging worms, fire-breathing insects, and higher-level special zergs, you need some rare and strange things and treasures.

As a special zerg, the brain worm cancels all melee abilities and greatly strengthens the psychic ability. In its peculiar and strange color genealogy analysis, only a small number of objects in the group of elves who are fighting in the sea of insects belong to the "resources" that are prioritized for collection. In particular, the three green dragons flying above the high forest sea are close to the category of high-level resources in its color lineage vision.

So whether it can leave all these elves behind, the brain worm doesn't care at all, it only cares if it can keep the three green dragons.

Green dragons can fly!

The only insects that the Zerg currently have in control of the sky are those flying insects that resemble large wild bees, their bodies are too light, and their wings are too weak to resist the blows of the high-altitude plastic wind. If you pounce on the green dragon in a big way, then the green dragon only needs to fly into the sky to get rid of the sea of worms, so that they can return in vain. Therefore, in order to avoid startling the snake, the brain worm commanded the Zerg soldiers extremely realistically to consume the number of elves little by little, and kept the elf troops on the verge of destruction at all times.

Only in this way will the elf commander send a signal for help to the green dragons at the most critical moment, and the green dragons will swoop into the sea of insects without hesitation, and use the crazy dragon breath to buy the elves a moment of respite.

In this way, the breath of the green dragons has gradually dried up, and their bodies are no longer invulnerable, as evidenced by the dense scars.

When they arrived here, they were already very close to the elves' lair, the Zerg interception troops on the front line were also seriously damaged, and the green dragons were also paralyzed by success again and again.

The huge body of the brain worm squirmed, and under the strong electrocardiogram shock, more than a dozen instant commands were immediately transmitted to a certain jungle behind him.

Silently, faint ripples began to appear on the green grass, and the weeds brushed in the direction of the elven troops, as if a transparent unknown creature was sliding rapidly over the grass.

In addition to these dozen or so special Zerg who were almost invisible, the worm mages who had appeared outside the Green Shade City were also under the protection of the Zerg soldiers, secretly approaching the elves' fallen troops.

"The bugs are pressing on again!"

"Kill......"

"Kill ......"

The hoarse cries of the elves echoed through the jungle.

Sharp bows and arrows came out of the strings, passing through the branches of the criss-crossing vines like eyes, nailing the Zerg soldiers to death. Because the Zerg soldiers are covered with thick and tough carapaces and sharp arthropods, only the compound eyes on both sides of the skull are their only fatal weakness, so the bows and arrows of the elven archer gate are all piercing through the skull and killing with one blow.

Link, a 137-year-old elven shooter, is only a young guy who has just reached adulthood among elves who generally have a lifespan of seven or eight hundred years. But don't look at him as young and immature, he is already an admirable level 14 magic archer. This also indicates that he has been able to freely drive the magic arrows unique to the elves, the Demon Irrigation Arrow.

As an excellent magic archer, he had up to 7 demonic arrows in the quiver behind him, and the powerful natural spells infused with three to four orders were enough for him to briefly incarnate into an elven mage and kill a large number of Zerg in front of him.

However, in order to better cooperate with the ground forces, he could only jump around on the ancient trees, shoot one or two flying insects with arrows from time to time, or draw out his talisman short sword to knock those war insects flying in the air back to the ground.

At this moment in the battle, there were not many arrows left in the quiver behind his back, and there was only one demonic arrow left. A magic arrow infused with "the natural entanglement of the group".

Such a precious infusion arrow cannot be used lightly.

It is necessary to choose the moment when the insect swarm is most dense, and the sword dancer troops who are fighting and retreating on the ground are at the most critical moment, so that all the zerg within a radius of thirty meters can be fixed in place in one fell swoop, so as to buy a short retreat time for their brothers and sisters.

He casually broke off a branch from an ancient tree next to him, and with a few light slashes with his short sword, he transformed it into a wooden arrow that could be used. Turning around and nailing an arrow to a flying insect that wanted to sneak up on his companion, Link turned around and dragged a vine hanging from above and swung towards the next tree.

When his body was in the air, he still needed to use the elven longbow to block the ground war insects that jumped up, and the palm of his right hand that was tightly holding the vines was even more painful.

There was no way, after shooting for five or six hours in a row, the five fingers of his right hand had long been blurred by the flesh and blood pulled by the bowstring. However, he did not have the opportunity to stop to rest and bandage, and could only use the short free time of running fast on the big tree to make up for himself with a rejuvenation technique.

The slow natural healing power continued to repair the wounds on the body, and it was numb and itchy, and it was very uncomfortable. However, he could not stop to breathe for half a moment, and could only attack the enemy in constant movement and running, avoiding the enemy's attack.

Soon, after escaping more than two miles to the rear, a large wave of even more turbulent and frantic swarms rushed up.

On the ground, two hundred elven sword dancer warriors with wounded legs were surrounded by a frenzied swarm of insects. They had no way to retreat, so they could only support each other and gather together, forming an elven battle formation and fighting hard against the insect swarm.

Seeing this, the nearby elven archers wandered around the trees and quickly arrived near them. Using the tall trees as cover, the wooden arrows that poured down one by one finally suppressed the madness of the swarm. However, due to the lack of wooden arrows, they could only protect the battle circle of the Sword Dancer warriors from being attacked by the swarm, but it was too much to cover their retreat.

After all, the sword dancer warriors are all lightly armored or unarmored warriors, and they can fully exert their high sensitivity advantages in sports warfare, but once they stop to block the hard fight, the defects of not having a thick armor stomach are undoubtedly revealed. From time to time, elven warriors were pierced through their bodies by war insects and dragged into dense swarms of insects.

The short, bitter wail caused all the elven warriors to grit their teeth but were powerless to help, and the emotional torment mixed with it almost made people vomit blood.

Link also quickly rushed to the vicinity, trying to kill the war insects with wooden arrows, and roaring frantically in the direction of the elven army, "Ivo, what are you waiting for? Don't give orders yet? ”

In order for the elven troops to break through, all elven archers with demonic arrows must not use their share indiscriminately, and must wait for the direct order of Commander Ivo. So although Link was stunned by the bloody slaughter in front of him, he was never able to strike the last demonic arrow without Ivo's words.

He was also afflicted with the sword dance master Ivo.

If he was just an ordinary sword dance master, then he would definitely return to the swarm of insects without hesitation to save his companions. But he wasn't! At this moment, he was not a sword dancer, but the leader of a besieged elven army.

Between a small group of elves and a large group of elves, he must make difficult choices that make him miserable.

It was only ten miles away from the reinforcements sent by the Green Shade City, and even with the excellent hearing of the elves, they could already hear the tsunami-like fighting sound of the mountains in the distance. When you get here, as long as you get angry, you may be able to break through the encirclement of the Zerg and merge with the reinforcements.

At that time, the remaining 2,000 or so elves will be able to escape and hide in the heavily defended Green City.

Yes, even in this short journey of dozens of miles, there are already 1,500 elves who have fallen halfway. The only ones who can rush here with him are the more than 2,100 elves in front of him.

After a quick estimate of the pace of the battle that followed, Ivo finally gritted his teeth and decided to use one of the three remaining demonic arrows here. However, since you have to consume a hole card, trying to maximize the damage to the enemy is the only option.

"Link, prepare your demonic arrows, shoot me accurately!" Ivo roared in response, putting the dragon flute in his mouth again.

"Shoot!"

With a loud shout, Ivo vigorously sounded the dragon flute.

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