Evolve from a Tree

When the aftermath of the missile dissipated, the land was covered with desolation, red, white, and scorched and cracked land, just like the graffiti of a clumsy painter.

A strange smell of meat permeated the air. Everyone who smelled the smell of meat did not experience stomach churning or faint nausea, but swallowed saliva in disappointment.

This tempting meaty aroma is really delicious!

Anyway, the Horror Beast and the Synthetic Beast are not humanoid creatures, so how could everyone have any psychological barriers.

"I love his mother, mother, I almost scared me to death."

"Hahaha, no matter how strong these bastards are, they are no match for our technology. If they are bombed by a missile like this, they will all die!"

"Hey, as long as the ammunition is endless, these bastards will die as many as they come!"

Unlike the joy here, the alchemist's side looks gloomy.

Those 10,000 synthetic beasts are all their property. Don't look at the small number of these 10,000 synthetic beasts, but what you need to know is that their strength has reached the spiritual level, and they will not fall below the average level when fighting with ordinary beasts. downwind.

If this is placed in any city, it only takes one day to turn it into a purgatory on earth.

But such a powerful legion was wiped out here because of intelligence errors, and the hearts of several alchemists headed by Palu were bleeding.

"Wo, S, Te, Bo, Long!" Palu jumped out word by word, a dangerous red glow appeared in his cold electronic eyes.

The expressions of the other alchemists were also very unfriendly. Some of their dissatisfaction was aimed at Woster, but more of them were aimed at Palu.

Because of their trust in Palu, they put all their belongings on Palu's body, and now all their belongings have turned into a wisp of smoke.

It makes them how not to hate.

The alchemists in that world are a very realistic and rational group.

When the other party can no longer bring them benefits, or even greatly damage their original interests, let alone their companions and friends, they dare to kill even blood relatives.

After Palu noticed the murderous intent of these temporary partners, he suddenly turned his head to stare at these alchemists, and said with red light: "Don't forget, you are not my opponent together, if you want to become a test product bring it on."

Under Palu's undisguised malice, these alchemists also temporarily regained their sanity.

But the killing intent in his heart still couldn't be calmed down: "Master Palu, we are not targeting you, it's just that our family is here with us, you have to give us an explanation."

"An explanation? What kind of explanation do you want?" Palu laughed sinisterly.

"I hope you can compensate us for our loss."

"Okay." Palu's body swayed in place, leaving an afterimage beside the alchemist.

A cold mechanical arm protruded from the sleeve robe, and five mechanical fingers were clasped on his face, as if grabbing a balloon. With a light force, his head was like a smashed watermelon , Red and white flowed all over the place.

Palu casually threw the corpse aside like trash, and the blood flowed out into a stream.

An ordinary low-quality energy crystal fell on the corpse. Palu pretended to regret and said: "Although this crystal is of average quality, I still hope that you will be satisfied with my compensation."