Resurrected Disciple [End Times]

This selected elite unit suffered battle damage, and there were only two of them at once.

The blood of his teammates was flowing on the butterfly's arm. It stretched out its slender tongue to lick the blood off its fingers, and grinned silently. Its golden wings were like gold leaf under the light.

The group of butterflies flying not far away began to change their formation again, and they also gathered together, a dazzling phantom flashed, and another butterfly figure appeared, with wings shining like silver sheets.

The glue man's physical strength was severely overdrawn and he collapsed to the ground, the glue wall collapsed completely, and everyone was completely exposed to the attack of the butterfly.

Two butterfly figures, one gold and one silver, scatter and close together. When they are scattered, they are tens of millions of small butterflies. When they are closed, they are butterfly figures with gorgeous wings.

They chased and rotated in the sky, constantly changing their positions, and everyone felt a gust of wind surrounding them, cold and chilling, full of killing intent, and a claw might protrude from inside to tear people apart anytime and anywhere.

Victor's body was still lying among the crowd, and the strong smell of blood spread, stimulating their sense of smell.

Dennis suddenly felt something strange in the air around him, and his skin was sensitive to the energy change. He roared and slapped the strange place with his palm.

The golden butterfly in the sky blurred for a moment and dispersed into small butterflies. At the same time, they felt the invisible pressure on their shoulders loosen.

But in just a few seconds, the little butterflies quickly gathered into golden butterflies and opened their mouths mockingly.

Facing the invisible enemy, they are helpless. Although they can counterattack at the moment of its attack by feeling, it all depends on combat experience and a certain amount of luck. If they are not careful, they will be torn apart by butterflies.

They stood in a circle with their backs facing each other, trying to use their ears to detect changes in the sound of the wind.

The two gold and silver butterflies fluttered above their heads, flapping their wings, spilling golden and silver powder all over the ground, drawing beautiful arcs in the sky, like the most luxurious decoration on the stage.

Deng Qi stared at the butterfly intently, even though the golden light reflected from the wings hurt his eyes, he never looked away.

In the eyes of others, these may be two human-shaped butterflies, but in Deng Qi's eyes, there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of lights, each of which is thinner than a hair, red, green, and blue, as if The colors of this vast world are all gathered here, some are twisted into one strand, and some are intertwined.

Each ray of light is the brain wave of a butterfly, which is extremely detailed but does exist.

There were too many, so much that it almost suffocated Deng Qi, far exceeding the limit that his brain could bear.It was like a pool filled with too much water and he felt like his head was going to explode.

His eyes can no longer see normal things, and even all senses of hearing and touch have disappeared, and all the energy in his brain is processing the brain waves of butterflies.

That kind of pain is different from the pain of the body, piercing the depths of the soul.

But he didn't want to give up. He had to put the butterfly's brainwaves in order. If he wanted to leave alive, this was the only way out.

Slowly, he couldn't even feel his body, and the nerve reaction was only limited to his head, as if he was just a severed head. This feeling made him very panic.

Shi Dong's palm was burning with flames: "Be careful, don't disperse, we..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped shouting, and a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes. A black and white butterfly man who seemed to be drawn with a pencil flew towards him, and raised his narrow arm like a knife to slash at his arm. Throwing the fireball, it hit the butterfly man's face. The butterfly man screamed silently in horror, covered his face and backed away, and a group of charred butterfly corpses fell from a wave of colorful butterflies in the distance.

What just happened?He actually saw the butterfly man and hit it accurately?

But the world seen by the eyes is different. In addition to the world seen normally, there is an additional layer of linear world, as if two parallel worlds are superimposed together, more like an ordinary colored painting. Covered a transparent sketch with exactly the same pattern.

Shi Dong realized that this was not what he "saw", but skipped the eyes to absorb the light source and directly entered the step of the brain to process the image. It was the interference of brain waves that directly projected the picture into his brain, causing the brain to "see" The illusion of two worlds.

"Deng Qi?" Shi Dong was surprised, only Deng Qi could do this.

At the same time, everyone's eyes "see" the second world, and more importantly, they "see" the position of the butterfly man.

Deng Qi fed back the processed butterfly brainwaves to every teammate. At this moment, he was everyone's eyes and everyone's brain.

"Quick!" Deng Qi said weakly, "I can't last long, kill them quickly!"

Being able to see the enemy suddenly boosted everyone's morale. They were no longer lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and immediately regained the initiative.

Pei Qianxing was the first to jump out, and the blood-red dagger in his hand stretched into a sword, piercing Silver Butterfly's head.

But even so, the butterfly man was still extremely difficult to deal with. When Pei Qianxing's sword touched the butterfly man, it immediately dissipated and turned into a small butterfly.Pei Qianxing took advantage of the trend and swept down a large group of small butterflies. It seemed that there were a lot of them, but the impact on the huge whole was minimal.

The little butterfly spread out and closed again, and the butterfly man stared into his glazed eyes, his expression became ferocious.

Others attacked the butterfly one after another, especially Scott, who transformed into a falcon and fought with Pei Qianxing in mid-air. Although he was mediocre in eagle form, he was a support for Pei Qianxing.

Every time the butterflies scatter and gather, Deng Qi's face turns white, sweat runs across his cheeks, but he can't feel it, the exhaustion of physical strength is real, suddenly his body shakes and falls on his back, but he can't control it Can't stop, can only tilt stiffly.

But when he was about to fall, his body was caught again. Although there was no touch, the peace of mind was conveyed to his heart.

who is it?He couldn't be sure, but there was an ethereal voice from far away in the sky: "Gageng...Gageng..."

Under the attack of Pei Qianxing and Scott, the two butterfly figures gradually began to decline. Seeing that there were signs of victory, the two butterflies exploded at the same time, and the dazzling light forced them to retreat, and the gold and silver lights surrounded them in a circle shape, wrapping the butterfly in it like a chrysalis.

The two chrysalis slowly approached each other, squeezed each other, and merged into one, forming gold and silver stripes, and the gorgeous light was hotter than the sun.

In the next second, the chrysalis broke open, and a butterfly with silver patterns on the gold background flew out, which was bigger than the original one and contained stronger energy.

Pei Qianxing and Scott attacked at the same time, but as soon as the butterfly wings opened, the hot sun hanging in the sky reflected it, and the light on the wings shot out like a knife. Scott also lost all his feathers.

Pei Qianxing endured the severe pain, cut a path with the bloody long sword, and approached the butterfly again.

A gust of wind blew up, and the butterfly flapped its wings, and the shiny silver scales fell like heavy snow, and landed on everyone.

Pei Qianxing's black fleshy wings also touched scales, and he suddenly felt as if the wings were stuck and could no longer flap, his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he was about to fall from the sky.

He hastened to lower his height, but still fell when he was about to approach the ground.

"Are you okay?" Shi Dong gave him a hand.

Pei Qianxing staggered a few steps and fell to his knees, feeling an unbearable itching in his chest.He covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times, and a fishy smell rushed to his throat. He spread his hands and saw that there was black and red blood in his hands.

"Its scales are poisonous." Pei Qianxing frowned.From being so close, he inhaled so many scales that his lungs burned.

Qi and blood surged in his chest again, and Pei Qianxing vomited out a lot of blood with patience for a moment.His eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding. He wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand and stood up on his knees.

Just as Shi Dong wanted to comfort him, he suddenly felt his chest prickly and itchy, and the scales were more or less stained on the others. They bowed their waists and coughed non-stop, spraying out black bloodshots.

They were all poisoned, and a few of them had poor resistance to the poison, and their lips immediately turned blue.

Seeing that the butterfly was still flapping its wings desperately, more and more scales fell and were blown everywhere by the wind, Xio appeared behind it.It opened its mouth and spewed out red molten liquid, which melted through the wings of the butterfly. The butterfly fled in terror, and Xio followed closely.

The people below got a little respite, and Scott was better than Pei Qianxing at first. He immediately used his natural skills, and a tree took root and sprouted around him, quickly opened branches and leaves, and grew into a thick and big tree.The green leaves spread out on the branches, with crystal dewdrops, exuding an elegant fragrance.

Huating's big tree covered everyone's heads, and the dew rolled down and evaporated into a thin layer of mist, which contained the power of purification, and slowly fell.

The air is clean and pure, and with each inhalation, some of the toxins in the body are dispelled.

Gradually, the coughing stopped, and even Pei Qianxing, who was the most severely poisoned, finally recovered.

But outside the scope of this purification tree, there are still silver powders flying all over the sky, and it is impossible to set foot on it.

Xio was still fighting the butterfly man in the sky. The butterfly moved nimbly, and the huge Xio moved a little slower, so he couldn't deal a fatal attack on it. However, Xio's scales were hard and he was not afraid of poisonous fire. The butterfly also couldn't hurt it. .

Deng Qi couldn't hold on any longer. He was physically exhausted by processing a large amount of brain waves for a long time. Fragments began to appear in the second world in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, a person who was resting under the tree screamed, and was dragged up to the sky by an invisible force again.

This time the speed was very fast, and he flew into the sky almost in the blink of an eye.

Deng Qi concentrated on describing the situation around the man, and sure enough, a group of small butterflies sneaked up to them.

Scott immediately turned into a falcon and flew out, drove away the little butterfly, and grabbed the man's body.

The polluted air quickly poisoned his body. After taking a few breaths, Scott felt severe pain in his lungs and his body sank.

The tree of purification previously consumed a lot of his energy, and now carrying a person in the poisonous gas exhausted him even more. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and the two of them fell from the sky.

They plummeted, the wind whistling in their ears.Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, Scott woke up suddenly and flapped his wings with all his strength.

The body paused in the air, the speed slowed down, and the two fell to the ground.

But the moment Scott hit the ground, he heard a crisp sound.

Pei Qianxing stared at Xio in the sky, spread his wings and wanted to rush out again.

Shi Dong grabbed him: "Don't be brave! Look at your nosebleed!"

"I have to help again!" Pei Qianxing said worriedly.

"Wait a little longer!" Shi Dong was also worried, but he was in a mess right now. If Pei Qianxing was injured again, the situation would be even worse. "Isn't it a dragon? Dragons are sacred species, and what could be more powerful than a dragon?" Woolen cloth?"

The butterfly man tried his best to avoid Xio's jet of lava, and flew around it nimbly, sometimes touching its back to sneak attack.

Xio flicked his tail angrily, the thick and long dragon tail waved like a whip, every time he flicked a butterfly.

The butterfly suddenly congealed into a human form, flashing from behind it in front of it, its arms like knives slashed from top to bottom, hitting Xio's eyes.

The eye scales are the thinnest, and Xio's most vulnerable place. Bright red blood spurts from the eyelids and flows into its golden-red eyes.

The injured Xio ran away completely. It suddenly raised its upper body, its graceful neck stretched and raised, its wide wings were fully spread, and the scales on the outside stood up furiously.

It raised its huge head, and the earth-shattering dragon roar rushed out of its throat.

That voice seemed to come from the age of mythology, from the time when Pangu opened the heavens and the Hongmeng was first created. The God of All Spirits roared in the face of the chaos, and his power was first exposed to the beasts.

Everyone was out of breath, and the condensed low air pressure was so heavy that they almost fell to their knees.

The butterfly man was frozen in the air, its metal-like wings were fixed, and sound waves slapped on its body, cracks appeared one after another.