Zhao Mai's vision was already hazy, just like the sky suddenly darkened, and he could only roughly see the outline of the mantis man opposite. He wanted to aim with a musket, but his hands were powerless, and the musket was taken away by the enemy. I don't know what material this damn whip was made of. It was obviously not knotted, but it was just wrapped for more than a circle, and it would get tighter and tighter. He struggled hard, hoping that at this time, like other protagonists, he would suddenly have a sudden inspiration, a heat flow in his body, and then break through at the last moment, realize the supreme martial arts, grasp the enemy's flaws, and then kill the enemy until all the super gods were destroyed.

But in fact, only the reserve grain rushed up and bit the mantis' lower body from behind while it was in chaos.

This is his last chance! Zhao Mai didn't have the extra strength, so he could only knock the weight of his whole body over. As for the enemy holding sharp weapons in his hands, he no longer has time to care about it. When it comes time to fight, who can still care about those things?

This became a naked battle that was more fierce than who was the one who was naked. The dagger stabbed his thigh, and it didn't matter. Zhao Mai took advantage of this to touch the mantis' head. He wanted to turn his head and bite it with his teeth. This was absolutely impossible! Zhao Mai used his fingers to pinch the mantis' protruding compound eyes, and then squeezed it down hard.

Pain, bleeding, all feelings turn into the most primitive and fierce. No animal will resist in the face of death. dying struggle is the craziest behavior, but it is also the calmest and straightforward truth in nature. The whole planet is struggling under the blasphemy of magic. This will lurks in Zhao Mai's body with the natural force. Although it has been transformed and filtered, it will not really disappear. Instead, it will merge into Zhao Mai's will.

He had only one thought, let his hands continue to penetrate deeper and flatten the other person's head, as if he would not survive without this. The mantis man was transformed from insects and lacked the endoskeleton. Once it was broken or found a fragile place in its body, its internal organs were lacking protection. Zhao Mai was like a wild beast, covered in blood but was unaware of it, and his two palms completed the grip in the mantis man's head.

It was not until this time that he barely opened his eyes and looked at the surroundings. The arm of the mantis man holding the dagger was bitten by the reserved food, otherwise Zhao Mai would have been poked into a sieve. There were only three white-robed sand thieves, and they charged towards the halfling. Butcher, who killed the scorpion lion, stepped over and stretched out his hand to Zhao Mai.

Then he punched Zhao Mai in the head.

After losing the leader, the Sha Thief launched a final charge towards the halfling. The mantis man was already dead, and the scorpion lion was also separated from his body and head. As long as he killed the halfling, at least he had some friendship with the strong man, which would ensure survival. In their opinion, the halfling was a wild child, and he didn't even move during the battle, which was completely frightened. Even if he had supernatural powers, what could he do?

Yes, so what? Psychic power is the limit of the senses and the starting point of the power of the spirit and soul. In the mind warlock, the energy and vitality of the body no longer exist without the spirit, but just a vehicle, the spirit gives it meaning, and the soul sublimates all this.

The uncultivated and trained spirit is not even more threatening to the halflings as a blunt knife. The simple-minded and well-developed sand thieves seem to have been domesticated animals. All they have to do now is to pick up the ownerless reins. The halfling's eyes emitted a glimmer of light and gently pierced into the minds of the three thieves, immediately causing them to fall into confusion.

"I am your new leader, Tanno, the halflinger, the trainer of the desert." His voice was majestic and tempting at the same time, echoing in the minds of the three thieves and Butcher. "You must serve me and then enjoy spiritual pleasure, otherwise I will make you slaves, and both spiritually and forever will endure pain."

The three thieves put away their weapons and lowered their heads: "Yes, leader Tan No, we will serve."

Butcher took his ears, bit his lip, and nodded. When the halfling man used his spiritual power to influence him, he was indeed in a daze, and then knocked Zhao Mai down with a punch, kicking the reserved food out of the way. However, he didn't understand what the halfling man was talking about, and the language barrier became protection. Seeing the three sand thieves changing their flags instantly, how could he not understand what was going on? Although Butcher himself did not know any spells, he knew a truth that the more magical power was, the more it could not be used frequently. Before he could figure out what was happening, it was best to act like others, pretend to be stupid and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

He stood obediently next to the three sand thieves, picking his nose and thighs, and acting like a fool. Butcher has no talent for acting, but pretending to be a fool is a natural ability. With more than ten years of accumulation, outsiders can't see any flaws. Half-length looked at him with a smile, showing an expression of sudden enlightenment. No wonder this big guy has amazing combat power, but he does not have any mental ability protection. It turns out that it is because of his incompetence of intelligence. Any mental ability must be based on self-control in order to endure pain and transcend the limitations. Fools are the simplest and innocent creatures in the world. They will not force themselves to do anything, let alone self-abuse mental ability training.

"Okay, pack up the battlefield and pack up the supplies together." The half-ling man waved his hand, and the three sand thieves began to be busy. Although Butcher was half a beat slow, he still moved. He walked to Zhao Mai, picked up the giant toothed beast, and then held it in both hands and walked towards the half-ling man.

"Very good, even with my intentions." The halfling said with a smile. He was very interested in all-metal things and had long wanted to take them in his hands. Butcher walked up to him, squatted down, and suddenly threw the giant toothed beast gently.

Although it was only less than half a meter away, and this time the throwing was not hostile, it was more like a small game, but it was not easy for the half-hearted person. His eyebrows frowned, and his spiritual power surged out, and he suddenly fixed the metal spear in front of him.

Then he saw a big fist flying towards his eyebrows, but he was too late and had no energy to resist.

"He still has the use, I can't kill him." The consciousness lurking in Butcher's mind was still playing a role, charming him, making him think that the halfling was a friend. However, knocking his friend out of no psychological pressure for Butcher, so the fist hit the halfling's forehead accurately. The small body less than one meter tall was hit by a strong man two meters tall, which would only produce one result. Even if Butcher had shown mercy, Tan Nou still flew out straight and fell down straight.

Three sand thieves rushed up and tried to fight Butcher. "Kelmanga's Butcher" smiled slightly, picked up the giant-toothed beast that was still floating in the air, and killed the three unarmed people in turn with the gun blade. Then, he carried the half-length man and placed him next to Zhao Mai, and stood side by side.

"Oh, both of them are good friends, let's see which one of you wakes up first." He knew that his condition was wrong, but just like a patient in a fever trying to do advanced mathematics problems, he was powerless to clarify his thinking. At this time, actions are reckless, and waiting is wisdom.
Chapter completed!