Nightmare Corrosion - #617 - Chapter 609 Destruction and Gifts!

How did things evolve into this scene?

Mond looked at the huge screen in front of him. Most of these grids divided into countless parts were filled with ferocious and violent monsters. They occupied every corridor and every room. Those who blocked them were all It was quickly torn into pieces.

The indestructible gates fell down one after another, and then gradually rose up again. Surrounded by monsters, the young Feynman had a smile on his lips, as if he was participating in an outing in the wild.

The situation is already dire.

Mond has tried various interference methods. Although the mothership has a clear plan to implement in the event of being invaded, the most useful one is to cut off all connections and convert the entire mothership to manual operation. , but the problem is that they are short of manpower.

The number of these possessed silver-skinned men was far from enough to control a mothership capable of sailing in the endless void. However, he could activate other methods and Feynman could also cancel them.

Perhaps from the moment the mothership was breached, Mond already understood his fate, so after several attempts, he did not resist, but fell into deeper thinking.

There is no doubt that something beyond his level of knowledge has happened. Those silver-skinned men who are outstanding and can even maintain their own will are leading an army of destructive creatures and are breaking through to the command room. The strength shown by each one, They are all more powerful than the previous Varoka.

You must know that among the barbarian civilizations, Varoka has represented the peak power of the Silverskin Man. This of course means that without relying on any external objects, his strength can steadily reach the bishop level.

However, strength on paper does not mean anything. As one of the top commanders, he cannot personally fight. This is more about increasing his authority and extending his lifespan. The number of genetic modifications during this period, Calculate in years.

But now, all the silver-skinned men he had used as bait had such powerful power, which had to make Mond curious.

As a spiritual creature, he is actually not very afraid of death. Of course, if possible, he still wants to live as best he can.

Therefore, his purpose of collecting this information now is to attract the attention of the Mother of Terror hidden behind the scenes, which may help him escape in this fatal situation.

But he also understood that after accepting the new mission, he had become a pawn played by the Mother of Fear, destined to attract the eyes of those hidden in the dark. If he could survive, he would indeed be able to obtain A reward from the Mother of Fear.

Because if he can survive on his own strength in this situation, then there is no doubt that he has proven his worth and shown amazing wisdom and strength.

Regrettably, he did not make the right choice. The attack from the dark might be silent. Even on the surface, nothing happened. Some secret influence of the world’s will made him step on the ground. Into the abyss.

And he originally had a good card in his hand.

If he can control the mothership to break through this world and drift outside the world before then, there is a high probability that he and his tribe can survive until the arrival of the Mother of Fear.

Mond was the only one in the command room now. The possessed silver-skinned men either tried to break out, or were unwilling to wait and die. They all chose to leave, and then disconnected one by one in their consciousness.

This means that his tribe is on the verge of extinction and he is the only one left.

Buzz!

A continuous low hum came from outside, interrupting Mond’s thinking. The solid doors that were sealed layer by layer were being opened one by one from the outside to the inside. Mond did not make any move to resist, but just turned his head. Look towards the door.

Soon the last door was opened, and the smell of fish and blood filled the room. Along with chaotic roars, several figures walked in quickly, and Mond immediately felt the burning heat brought by those eyes.

In addition to Feynman, there were five other people left, all of whom were baits released by him, but now their appearance has changed drastically, and they have some similar characteristics to the crowded monsters outside, such as horns or scales.

The one with the most powerful aura is a silver-skinned man who is four to five meters tall and full of oppression. His body surface has been covered with black scales, and he grins into the big mouth on the back of his head. His stacked teeth are like sharks. There is a pair of curved horns on the head, and a strong tail is swaying around.

He seems to have lost his identity as a silver-skinned man, and is more like a demon or image of the devil spread in some worlds, exuding a chaotic and hot aura.

“I can’t wait for the taste of revenge!”

This guy’s eyes were filled with furious flames. After seeing Mond, he strode forward and grabbed him.

Uh-huh!

But the next second, his movements froze, his eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist, and he let out a low roar from his throat, trying to break free from the mental restraints.

“That’s not okay, my friends!”

Feynman grinned slightly, and the eyes on his face seemed to be split, suddenly turning into two pairs, forming a strange square, and powerful spiritual power gushes out.

“We have agreed that after we find him, I will do it first, and then it will be your turn.”

“good!”

The remaining children of destiny exchanged glances with each other, and finally chose to step back slightly to fulfill their promise. Feynman then released his hold on the demon. The latter stared at him with angry and fearful eyes, and also chose to step back. The stage was given to Feynman.

“Strange existence, we meet again.”

Feynman walked towards Mond with easy steps and spoke.

“Just you, what do you want from me?”

Mond smiled coldly. Although after entering this world, he could not display even 1% of his strength, his essence was that of an archbishop. He knew what Feynman wanted to do.

“No, haven’t you understood until now? You are just a gift!”

Feynman stared at him with a look of pity, a wisp of the will of the great ancient being walking with him.

“snort!”

Mond was unmoved and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else. Then the next moment, a gray shadow jumped out from him!

This was a ferocious-looking spiritual life with several sharp legs like spears. It “embraced” Feynman and used all its strength and will to fight to the death!

“I admire your courage!”

Feynman spoke calmly, then raised his arm. Countless eyes appeared in a mysterious arrangement, and surging mental power immediately surged out, capturing Mond like a spider web and easily crushing all his counterattacks.

“But a gift should look like a gift.”

He murmured to himself, and countless pictures and information suddenly appeared in the many eyes on his body.