Gods: The Swarm

In less than 5 seconds, he jerked his neck back, and the neck, skin, flesh, and spine of the ‘Dragonborn Warrior’ were torn apart on the spot by Wilson’s action.

The part of the head connected to the spine had been separated from the body.

He casually threw it far away, and the corpse that fell to the ground did not splatter a single drop of blood from the huge wound.

“Ah….”

Feeling the satisfaction of his stomach after being replenished, Wilson opened his bloody mouth and raised his head to roar like a tiger.

He vented the great pleasure brought by killing and eating.

For Wilson, whose soul essence is more inclined to brainworms but has true digestive organs, high-quality food is still his unchanging pursuit.

After tasting the blood of the ‘Dragonborn Warrior’, his enchanting blood-red eyes looked even more terrifying.

"Clang..., clang..."

Wilson swept his long scorpion tail and forced back all the remaining 'Dragonborn Warriors' who wanted to attack.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the remaining opponents with the eyes of looking at food.

"Hehehe......!"

A cautious laugh like sandpaper rubbing leaked out from Wilson's big mouth dripping with blood and saliva.

An invisible mental wave immediately covered the entire passage.

All the 'Dragonborn Warriors' seemed to let out a piercing scream from the depths of their souls, causing them to lose consciousness instantly.

This is the attack range Wilson obtained when he became a pseudo-hero-level unit.

He can rely on his powerful mutant mental power to forcibly invade the opponent's brain, causing an effect similar to a mental explosion.

Perhaps because of the influence of the spirit crystal core and the talent of his followers, Wilson's mental attack can also directly damage the soul, and the lethality is far stronger than ordinary mental explosions.

This transformation is not unique to Wilson. Almost all brainworms will gain similar talent transformation after being promoted to pseudo-heroic units.

When becoming a genuine hero unit, the ability of each brainworm will be strengthened to varying degrees.

Wilson has a high degree of soul compatibility with this body, and his spiritual talent is also better than that of ordinary hero-level brainworms.

In the multiple tests after completing the possession, this attack segment that was strengthened again was not only recognized by Dimi, but also named as "Soul Scream" for him.

It is a very unique individual talent ability, although not as weird as Patrick's "Soul Absorption".

But when facing the enemy, it often has unexpected effects.

After Wilson launched the Soul Scream, the remaining 'Dragonborn Warriors' all had dilated pupils, and stood still in their original forward posture.

Wilson, who had already known this, immediately waved his claws and jumped up.

The sharp claws with cold light drew dark rays in the air, gently passing over the necks of those "Dragonborn Warriors", as gentle as the breeze.

"Dong..., Dongdong..."

Behind Wilson, who stood up again, there were muffled sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Those were the sounds of huge heads falling on the floor of the passage.

The "Dragonborn Warriors" whose bodies were separated, even if their leopard heads fell to the ground, their eyes were still wide open.

Their magnified and focused pupils seemed to be full of dullness and confusion.

On the bodies that were still standing, hot blood spurted out from the broken necks like a spring.

The spilled blood gathered on the walls of the passage, forming red blood lines that slowly slid down.

"Hehe..."

Wilson laughed again and put the sharp claws dripping with blood to his mouth.

He spit out his thin forked tongue with an intoxicated look on his face, and licked off the blood stains on his claws.

The pair of scarlet pupils radiated a satisfied light.

Looking around the passage where there were no more enemies, Wilson narrowed his eyelids slightly.

Using the consciousness network, he instantly located other Zergs in the flagship, and found that there were "Dragon Warriors" slaughtering Zerg assault teams in many battlefields.

He did not go to rescue, but tilted his head, standing still as if listening to something.

In less than a second, Wilson's trembling scarlet eyes suddenly stopped, he turned his head and stared at a certain direction, and his erect pupils suddenly shrank.

"Bang............."

Wilson kicked the ground with his legs, and his sturdy body shot towards the middle and front of the flagship like an arrow from a string.

He easily tore open the bulkheads that blocked the road along the way, and penetrated a straight passage.

In the flagship's bridge, Myne, who was taking a general view of the situation, slowly stood up from the command chair.

His sharp eyes had already turned from the projection screen cast by the dome to the bulkhead position behind the side.

The clear collision sound approaching from that side seemed to be constantly responding to his waiting.

Compared with Myne, who had a solemn expression, the other leopards in the bridge could no longer hide their panic.

They had already seen the whole process of this intruder slaughtering the "Dragonborn Warrior" team from the surveillance screen.

The brutal and perverted killing method was not acceptable to these civilian staff at all.

With a loud bang, a large hole several meters wide was broken in the bulkhead of the command bridge in an instant.

The broken metal fragments splashed everywhere in the bridge, shooting at the crew members who had already mustered up their courage and were ready to fight to the death.

The leopards who were closer had no time to dodge and were pierced by the splashing fragments, and the cabin was filled with wailing.

The other crew members who were farther away also started to fight back at this time.

They held various individual hot weapons and poured firepower madly on the big hole.

At this time, even if they knew that the weapons in their hands could not kill the enemy at all, they still pulled the trigger desperately.

Even if they could consume a little more of the enemy's power, it would be considered as contributing their own strength to the tribe.

After all, Chief Myen is also a hero.

It is still unknown who will win and who will lose when the two of them start to fight.

In fact, from the perspective of the war situation, the leopard fleet, which could not even break through and escape, had already lost.

But they would rather die here than be captured by the weird and brutal monsters on the opposite side and become slaves who were kept in captivity and slaughtered at will.

But the fact is that these leopard crew members really thought too much.

Without Han Fei's explicit order, the Zerg swarm, in addition to keeping some individuals as usual and supplying them to Shirley to enrich the gene pool, has never had the habit of keeping captives.

In the world of gods, perhaps it is common to keep other intelligent species as nutrients for their own clans.

But for Han Fei, doing so is actually very cost-effective and not cost-effective at all.

Except for the brain worm, most Zerg populations are not picky eaters, as long as they have something to eat.

Moreover, Han Feiru has also created fungal blankets. With this kind of logistical supply creation similar to the Zerg, there is no need to go far away.

Among Wilson's targets, in addition to the warships he wants to capture, the only remaining hero-level unit is Myne.

Other Leopard People, even the "Dragon Warriors" with a combat power close to pseudo-heroes, are just rations in his view, and have no value in capturing them alive.

Simply put, except for the hero-level life individuals, Big Boss Dimi will not spend money to buy them.

These creatures cannot feed on fungal blankets, and catching them would waste food to feed them, which is too troublesome!

"Hehehe............"

Wilson stepped out of the huge cave slowly, resisting the dense rain of bullets.

The piercing strange laughter, with a powerful mental impact, pierced the souls of all the leopards.

Even the hero-level unit, Myne, could hardly bear it if he had not been prepared.

Compared with the previous fight against the 'Dragon Warrior', the soul scream issued by Wilson at this time was almost a hundred times stronger.

Even the consciousness network, because of his large amount of recovered mental power, caused the coverage to shrink several times.

Under Wilson's control, the majestic mental attack, like countless sharp invisible steel needles, fiercely penetrated into the minds of the leopards present, destroying the spirit and hurting the soul at the same time.

Except for Myne who was still trying to resist, the other Leopards were all scorched in an instant, and then they fell to the ground like puppets with broken strings, bleeding from all seven orifices.

A quick glance showed that although their organs were still beating, their brains were dead.

Wilson looked at Myne who was kneeling on one knee, his whole body gradually twitching, but still gritting his teeth and holding on, and said with contempt and joking:

"Haha, strong limbs, weak spirit, the shortcomings are too obvious, this is clearly a fake hero."