Son of Marvel’s God

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Chapter 183

When Mark looked at the movement she was producing, she realized it was a difficult battle.

Mark clearly realizes that what he is facing now is likely to be a re-tribal leader. Even though it is not as scary as the Queen of Blades, it is definitely not a good thing to clean up.

Regardless of the opponent's size or ability, it is quite tricky.

Immortals attacked it immediately. But the other party actually ordered the jump hatch that had just hatched as his own flesh shield, blocking one shot after another.

"Is this guy's brain a supercomputer!" Mark scolded the jumping insects who were in order and in action.

It felt like Mark was facing a computer with a difficulty level called **** in his first life. They don't have any operations at all, because every step of them is fine to the limit.

This kind of feeling could not help Mark recalling a memory of the past, the formation of groups of jerky insects on the siege tank.

According to the truth, although the siege tank will have a loss of one or two, but in the end it will still completely crush the jumping insects to pieces.

However, at the moment when the tank fired, these jumpers were away from the attacked target instantly. The construction effect that the siege tanks are proud of has not caused any damage.

Immediately afterwards, these jumping insects were in the attacking blind zone of the siege tank, tearing these tanks to pieces.

The kind of operation like a maiden's scattered flowers, Mark believes that only that kind of computer can do it.

The worm mother was really looking at Mark with a very humanized joke. He was mocking Mark in the beginning.

This kind of feeling is like when you are playing against a white profession, even if the opponent has to lose, he is still "wow"! Then throw out a card of yours and deliberately disgust you!

Mark gritted his teeth and nodded slightly with a sneer. "Narud! Orbital bombing, set me on this target."

The rail gun of the Spear of Arden was ready at the beginning of the operation. Following Mark's order, the rail gun immediately opened fire.

The white, drop-shaped rail cannon crashed down from the sky, and the joke's playful expression had not disappeared. It instantly turned into a surprise.

With the help of the previous piece of solar debris, Mark has been able to release more orbital bombs, and now he can release dozens of orbital bombs.

Of course, after dozens of orbital bombings, solar debris has to go to sleep. At least one month to two months of recovery period is required.

Even if he wants to go through a recovery period of one month to two months, Mark is not hesitating. In the process of being suppressed by orbital bombing, the worm mother has lost his control of other bugs. These bugs fully obeyed their instincts and began to attack the Protoss warriors.

But bugs that have lost their policies and strategies are simply not opponents of these trained Protoss warriors.

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The worm mother's blood continuously oozes out of the wound, as if it is completely free of money.

Mark lifted his face shield and walked over the blood pool, step by step. The blood beneath the feet made a sticky tick. The golden boots have been dyed red.

"Betrayal!" The mite said in a hoarse voice. The blood in the mouth dripped into the blood pool along her breastplate.

Mark didn't care what the guy said. Because there is something to know soon, Mark will know.

There is no need for Narud to waste his tongue and spirit to ask.

The worm mother saw that Mark did not have any meaning to speak. It was originally a means to prepare Yin Mark, and it was used at this time.

Under the blood pond, there are already poisonous blasters and springworms lurking. The worm mother naively thought that through his own blood and energy fluctuations, he could mask the signals of these creatures.

After all, it's just a bug with low intelligence. Although IQ and vision have improved, but for this world, for the enemy of Mark, there is still too little to know!

"Sorry, the winner is me!" Mark disappeared under the hood of white light.

And those bugs that just got out of the ground have no chance. Solar rays are ready above them.

Three solar rays successfully burned those jumping insects and poisonous explosion insects completely.

The worm mother looked at the Protoss warrior who surrounded herself, and she knew she had been defeated.

The other party did not choose to kill himself, the purpose is already very simple. The worm mother looked at herself reflected in the blood pool, and she chose to die.

A highly toxic place.

Spread your toxins into the rug, poisoning all surrounding creatures. This toxin is almost unsolvable, because no big worm mother has its own toxin composition.

Whether it is the shield of the Protoss or the machinery of humans, it is like a toy in front of this highly toxic. But this is also the final blow as a worm mother.

After use, the worm mother will also be corroded by the highly toxic body.

"The swarm will never perish, to dominate!"

The worm mother's broken abdominal sac, the highly toxic spilled from it, and the blood pool on the ground became the best way to spread.

The reports of Protoss' death constantly stimulated Mark's nerves. Mark's hand that was about to take off his armor stopped.

Mark looked at Narud and asked, "What happened?"

Narud looked at the picture on the ground and said, "That worm mother committed suicide!"

Mark quickly walked to Narud's side, grabbed his collar and asked, "What's going on? How could the worm mother kill herself with so many soldiers?"

It can be said that this is the first such big loss after Mark came to this universe! Yes, not those lifeless machines, not the personality that can be born after re-installation.

What died was an excellent and experienced templar. Mark has never discriminated against these Protoss warriors who are different from him. It is precisely because they have worked with them to form a deep friendship that makes Mark clearly realize that even if their appearances are different, their souls are theirs. The mind is the same.

A creature that can be called a "human"!

"She is not an ordinary worm mother! It has been confirmed from his ability to directly hatch and summon air-dropped spores. She is not an ordinary worm mother. And there is even a Sarnaga behind him. I even suspect that it was the original owner's time and space. Queen of Blades! "Narud didn't fear that Mark grabbed his collar, but said slowly, and didn't care about Kerrigan who had just walked in.

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