Gods: The Swarm

Cutting off the insect's financial resources is like killing its parents. This hatred is irreconcilable!

Wilson had already selectively forgotten that he had just kicked to death a Thunder Dragon that sent him here.

"Dong............."

With the blessing of the materialized and tyrannical mental power, Wilson's whole body shot out, and he kicked the killer that was about to be chopped to death.

"Dang............."

With the sound of metal clashing, Wilson raised his left hand and easily blocked the divine power attack from the 'Dragonborn Warrior' with the back of his hand covered with dense scales.

The sharp claws of his left hand went straight to the head of the Dragonborn Warrior.

The warrior hurriedly drew back to defend himself, and subconsciously covered his face with his palm.

The physical strength of the Dragonborn Warrior is comparable to that of dragon-like species.

His skin and muscles were as hard as iron, and with the special tactical gloves, he was confident that he could block the opponent's claws and take the opportunity to counterattack when the opponent was exhausted.

Who knew that when he saw Wilson's sharp claws were about to touch his arm, he suddenly stretched out his five fingers, changing the angle like a snake out of the sea.

Cutting into the inner side of the left elbow of the 'Dragonborn Warrior' and sticking to his arm, the sharp claws suddenly increased in speed.

"Sizzle..." A light sound of tearing flesh and blood.

Facing Wilson, the 'Dragonborn Warrior' groaned, and his left arm had been pierced through the shoulder joint by Wilson's claws.

The whole arm was cut off and thrown out, blood splattered at the wound, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The 'Dragonborn Warrior', who had been trained cruelly since childhood, lost his left arm and told him to give up resistance.

His left hand instantly gave up the long sword, and also condensed his fingers into claws, grabbing Wilson's neck close to his side.

Only the scales there looked the weakest.

Wilson, who was faster, felt that this fragile creature dared to resist, and was too lazy to dawdle.

He immediately gave up his left hand holding the sword and rushed forward, and his sharp claws firmly grasped the opponent's wrist.

His legs bent their knees and hit the abdomen of the "Dragon Warrior".

At the moment when the opponent was about to balance, Wilson's wrist suddenly exerted force, and his claws pulled violently, and his body moved forward to stagger with the opponent.

At the same time, he grabbed the left hand of the "Dragon Warrior"'s arm and twisted it back with the force!

"Crack..., crack..."

The continuous crisp sound of bone breaking became one.

The continuous severe pain finally exceeded the opponent's endurance limit. The 'Dragon Warrior' cried out in pain, and his body bent and knelt on one knee.

At this time, Wilson had already loosened his claws and stood behind him.

On Wilson's face, a cruel smile bloomed quietly without him noticing.

He raised his foot and rolled over the legs of the 'Dragon Warrior'.

"Crack..., crack..."

Wilson's first opponent in his life, his limbs were all disabled, and his torso was also broken in many places by the previous knee collision.

The burly body of the 'Dragon Warrior' was no less than Wilson's, and he fell forward and fell to the ground, unable to move anymore.

The two creatures fought for only a few moves, and only a moment passed.

The rest of the 'Dragon Warriors' just reacted at this time, and their companions had already been defeated miserably.

Wilson raised his foot, stepped on the back of the head of the still howling ‘Dragonborn Warrior’, grinned and showed two rows of fangs, and looked around at the remaining nine opponents.

His scarlet eyes flashed with a cold light, and his erect pupils were full of cruelty and desire for killing.

Although the remaining ‘Dragonborn Warriors’ wanted to save their companions, Wilson’s strength made them afraid and dared not act rashly.

With the brief fight just now, they can clearly realize that the opponent is a real hero-level combat power, not a pseudo-hero like themselves.

How long does the shock last? The tacit understanding formed over the years makes the ‘Dragonborn Warriors’ immediately choose to stick together when facing a powerful opponent.

While staring at Wilson with great vigilance, the nine quickly moved their feet and moved closer to each other.

Seeing the opponent's actions, Wilson naturally couldn't let them form a formation and form a joint force.

In order to show off, the individuals who caused their own rollover were basically eliminated at the single-eyed worm stage.

He raised his foot again and stomped hard.

"Pah..." The screams stopped immediately.

The huge head under his feet was crushed like a watermelon, and blood and brain matter radiated and splashed far away under his feet.

Wilson rushed to the "Dragon Warriors" in front of him with the reaction force brought by stomping on the ground.

His body was still in the process of leaping forward, and the long scorpion tail had already arrived first.

Although there were dozens of meters between them, the scorpion tail, which was only a few meters long, stretched easily at the joints at this time, and its length increased dramatically, like a dragon swimming in the sky.

The sharp and ferocious tail hook, with a scream, pierced the nearest "Dragon Warrior" and hit him in the face.

After piercing the opponent's head firmly, it made a clever turn and circled to another companion near him.

The scorpion tail was fast, but silent.

The ‘Dragonborn Warrior’ sensed the danger and instinctively turned his head to avoid the fatal blow just before death.

However, the flexible pointed tail immediately rolled again after brushing against the side of his head.

It brought along a small part of the scorpion tail, which wrapped around his neck tightly.

The Dragonborn Warrior, who was caught off guard, felt his neck suddenly tightened, and a force came, trying to pull him off the ground.

The ‘Dragonborn Warrior’ subconsciously struggled to resist.

But the force from the scorpion’s tail was too strong, and he couldn’t resist it at all.

Struggling would only shorten the time his neck would be strangled.

The ‘Dragonborn Warrior’ had no time to think, and driven by his survival instinct, he could only follow the momentum of the pull and fall back.

At this time, Wilson, who changed his direction slightly, just jumped in front of him.

The bloody claws stretched forward and directly pressed down the hands of the ‘Dragonborn Warrior’.

Wilson leaned forward, tilted his head slightly, and bit down on the opponent’s shoulder and neck with his sharp teeth.

The upper canine teeth, which were more than half a foot long and as sharp as sickle cones, easily cut through the opponent's tactical jacket and carotid artery, and the empty tooth sockets were like straws, madly sucking the opponent's hot blood.

"Ah............."

A miserable wail came from the bitten 'Dragon Warrior', and the sound revealed unbearable pain and despair.

After Wilson's bite, the 'Dragon Warrior' felt not only the pain of the wound tearing.

The blood in his body was rapidly sucked, but his body was strangely out of control. He could only watch his life pass away rapidly, and he couldn't even struggle to death.

Fortunately, the physical and mental torture did not last long.

Wilson didn't want to waste more time here.