The Fourth Disaster: You Said The Human Race Is Weak In The Interstellar Space?

Yuris' eyes were red.

The creatures he saw were clearly humans.

How.

Why was there such a strong fear?

Some densely packed creatures awakened the deepest fear in his heart.

Zerg!!!

The humans in front of Yuris suddenly overlapped with the images of the Zerg.

Interstellar pirates would not settle on a certain planet.

They had to avoid the pursuit and attack of the Alliance.

So most of the time they were wandering on the sea of ​​stars.

Yuris had seen the Zerg.

They were creatures that had no concept of fear at all. Once their inorganic pupils locked onto you, they would keep chewing on you.

Yuris trembled all over.

Yes.

Aren't these humans in front of him the same as the Zerg?

They had no fear at all.

Even when treating their own bodies, they were just like the Zerg, not caring about injuries at all.

They just faithfully executed the orders of the Overlord.

Devour.

Gnaw. Yuris looked at the humans who were spitting blood and trying to pry open the mecha.

Deep in his eyes, there was fear.

No, no, no, they are just humans.

Just humans!!!

Yuris screamed at himself in his heart.

They are just some level 5 genetic warriors.

Even if tens of thousands of people crawl over, they can't hurt me.

As long as I kill them all quickly, kill them quickly.

After a tremor, the squid mecha stirred wildly with eight tentacles.

Roll up and crush all the players who crawled over.

But he always has to have two tentacles to wrap around the hand battleship to maintain stability.

So...

"Oh, hahahaha, I bet right, the two mechanical tentacles I have are not moving!"

"Fuck, why do I choose the wrong one every time?"

"It's Tesco Day, eliminate the two correct answers first?"

"Brother, next time, share the first tentacle you eliminate with your brothers."

Below the No. 2 battleship, pieces of blood mist burst out.

It was like a meat grinder was working.

It looked very shocking at first glance.

But the "meat" was constantly projecting itself into it.

Mo Yun took Wei Yuan into the air.

Looking at the squid grinding wheel that was like a meat grinder, constantly dropping human remains and debris, Wei Yuan also took a breath of cold air.

It had to be a player.

Really awesome.

"No wonder the fourth disaster is the most terrifying, it's more terrifying than the Zerg."

At least in the Zerg, the king's consciousness is superior to the consciousness of individual insects.

Those low-level workers are not afraid of death, but they are mechanically completing the king's instructions.

But the players are different.

They are living, self-conscious, and very self-conscious humans.

So many people are dying one after another, just to brush up their learning progress...

Wei Yuan felt Yuris's fear.

To be honest.

If he faced his fellow villagers directly, he would be scared.

No solution.

They are not afraid of death at all, and can be resurrected infinitely.

What's more terrifying is that these players can get a sense of accomplishment from the process of dying.

Wei Yuan took a deep breath.

Don't be afraid.

These fellows were summoned by me.

Then look at the No. 1 battleship.

The players on it have already started to turn defeat into victory.

The assembly diagram of the mecha has come out.

It can even be said that disassembling it is faster than disassembling the model offline.

The players' hand speed is now ten times faster than when they were on Earth.

Under the leadership of Wu Shixing.

All the players abandoned their technological weapons and directly replaced them with tools for repairing mechas.

I don't know if they have any obsession with screwdrivers.

Most of the players hold screwdrivers in their hands.

As long as a mecha falls on the deck.

A group of players will immediately rush forward.

The division of labor is very clear.

Attract firepower, harass, and dismantle.

As long as the mecha is dismantled, the driver inside will appear.

He will be killed in seconds if he shows his head!

The only one who is still holding on is the level 6 gene warrior.

"Come down!" Wu Shixing elbowed and opened a piece of the cockpit on the chest of the heavy mecha.

He held the short knife and threw it directly into the cockpit.

The level 6 squid pirate quickly dodged the attack, and his hatch was opened by Wu Shixing.

The black tulip, who had been squatting in the distance, pulled the trigger.

Deep blue rays, carrying magnetic energy pulses, entered the cockpit.

The link between the squid pirate and the mecha was broken instantly.

As the mecha was completely unable to move.

This level 6 squid pirate also flew out of the cockpit and directly grabbed Wu Shixing's neck with his hand.

"A level 5 genetic warrior dares to challenge me? Even if you have 10,000 people, one level lower, it's one level lower!"

Crack.

The sound of the broken shoulder blade came from Wu Shixing's body.

"Let's die together!"

Wu Shixing entangled the squid pirate with his backhand.

"Black tulip! Fire at me!!!"

"Fire!!!"

"Damn second battalion commander! Pull my Italian cannon over here!"

"Damn Italian cannon, quickly pull my second battalion commander over here!"

"Fire!!!"

The players roared and fired at Wu Shixing's position.

Boom!!!

Fire was everywhere.

Without the protection of the mecha.

In addition to Wu Shixing's entanglement.

This level 6 squid pirate was blown to death without any chance of resistance.

He could not understand until his death why the support from the high-level combat power in the rear had not arrived yet.

However, behind the mecha tide.

Mo Yun passed quickly in the air, and all the pirates above level 6 died silently.

Wei Yuan's spiritual field was fully opened. Although there were thousands of high-level gene warriors in large numbers, they were easy to kill.

The rear of the squid pirate group.

The first thing Xingchen did when she came back was to pour poison water into the ammunition compartment of the mecha.

"It's raining!"

She saw a warship and fired a poisonous blood bomb.

When the blood mist was filled, a sweet and fishy smell spread.

The blood mist turned into gas and poured into the interior of the warship.

At this time, Makabaka, who was still struggling to fill the bomb, suddenly smelled a bad smell.

"Fuck, who... farted..."

She covered her nose and was about to curse if someone farted.

She saw that the pirates around her were all blue-faced and white foam was oozing from the corners of their mouths.

凎!

Did the stars project poisonous blood?

She felt the foam oozing out of her mouth.

It's over.

Who will reclaim my body? ! !

I don't know which warship exploded first.

Anyway, in the rear of the pirate group, suddenly, there was a fire.

The poisonous gas spread wider with the rising flames.

Doctor Octopus's toxin can kill even a level nine genetic warrior.

On another dry seabed.

An Yuelina was pale and held in the palm of Ivan's mecha.

"Humans, so strong."

Behind them.

Thirty-six dark elf mechas stood.