Although Zhang Changkong wanted to control the golden beetle, he knew that it was impossible. It was impossible to control ordinary bugs by catching them, let alone this kind of bug.
But thinking about the failed genetic hybridization experiment, he couldn't help but have second thoughts.
The power of this golden beetle was second to none, but its physical defense was an eye-opener for him and made his heart beat wildly.
Originally, he was very satisfied with the hard-shell beetle's defense, but the hard-shell beetle's defense was inferior compared to the golden beetle, and there was no comparison at all.
If it weren't for the fact that the golden beetle's poison resistance was not immune to the colorful moth's phosphorus powder, he would have had no way to deal with this insect.
Zhang Changkong estimated that if ordinary bugs were mutated once, this golden beetle would be at least mutated twice. Even if bugs like the wasp entered adulthood, ten of them together would not be able to kill the golden beetle.
Such a rare bug among the rarest, it would be a pity to kill him like this if he could encounter another one in the Sanhe Rainforest.
And although this golden beetle is very strong, it doesn't seem to have any other long-range attacks other than using its crescent shovel-like tentacles and using its huge body to dash around. Just remove its three pairs of golden feet. If the power is gone, this golden beetle can be raised in captivity in Miaoshan.
Occasionally take some golden beetle flesh and blood and inject it into other bugs. If you breed a bug that inherits its golden carapace talent, wouldn't its strength immediately increase? If you want to walk sideways around the Sanhe Rainforest in the future, there will probably be no objection from any bug. .
Besides, now that the experiment was handed over to the people on Miao Mountain, even if nothing was found in the end, he would only be slightly disappointed. In fact, there was no loss.
After the golden beetle fell, Zhang Changkong took back the colorful moth. The indiscriminate attack of the colorful moth was not suitable for the battlefield here. Otherwise, under the phosphorus powder, the bug would be wiped out, and nine out of ten warriors present would also die.
Except for the golden beetles, there are not many bugs here. There were 20,000 bugs at first, but now there are less than 10,000 dead. The battle is nearing the end.
"Who is that, come here?" Zhang Changkong greeted a strongman not far away, and then commanded his sword mantis to kill the seven or eight insects that besieged the strongman.
The somewhat young warrior looked blankly at a few terrifying bugs, waving his shimmering legs that seemed sharper than the sword in his hand to instantly kill the bugs around him. His heart tightened and he almost peed. Fortunately, at the last moment, I realized that this kind of insect was the kind that always followed the Master Immortal.
"Hey, strongman over there, don't just stand there, come here."
Zhang Changkong saw that the strongman didn't seem to hear him shouting, so he shouted again.
When the young warrior Gao Xinzhan heard the voice, he immediately came back to his senses and turned around to see the Master Immortal looking at him.
He quickly put away his distracting thoughts and walked quickly to the huge tusked pig. He looked up at the insect immortal master who was younger than him but famous. It was said that this immortal master was moody and liked to feed people bugs. , I don’t know how the rumor came out, but in short, people outside the Xilihe Station believed it firmly.
Zhang Changkong has inexplicably gained a notorious reputation among the outside world. He himself has never known it. After all, no one will say this in front of him, and no one wants to verify whether he really feeds people to bugs.
"I wonder what the Master Immortal's instructions are?"
Gao Xinzhan was still a little worried. After all, eight strongmen had died silently in the phosphorus powder of the butterfly-like insect just now, and now the butterfly insect was still parked next to the insect immortal master.
"Well, who is the captain of your operation this time? Can you call him over to me?"
"Our captain's name is Liu Dongsheng. Let me see where he is."
Gao Xinzhan took a look at the battlefield. Hundreds of warriors were fighting individually or forming small teams to fight together. The smoke from the insects was billowing, and the dust brought up by the insects' wings made the battlefield hazy. It was impossible to tell which one was which.
Gao Xinzhan opened his eyes wide and looked around and around. He remembered that the captain used a long axe, but there were many warriors using long axes, and the visibility on the battlefield was too low.
Gao Xinzhan broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't find the captain.
"What? Did you find it?"
Zhang Changkong asked.
"Not found yet," Gao Xinzhan's voice was trembling. He felt that he would be killed in the next moment.
Zhang Changkong glanced at the young warrior and shook his head. His mental quality was still not good. He was still so nervous on the battlefield. Could it be his first time on the battlefield?
Zhang Changkong had seen those high-level warriors of the Iron-Blooded Team before. Every movement was refined and their advance and retreat were measured. Even in the face of death, they would deliver the last dignified blow to the bug.
Let him see what it means to be a warrior who fights a hundred battles, and what it means to be a strong and iron-blooded army.
"Okay, you don't need to be so nervous. The battle is almost over. Just call the captain for me later." Zhang Changkong said warmly, but he was sighing in his heart. No wonder high-level warriors are so much better than junior and intermediate warriors. Physical fitness is only one aspect. The greatness of high-level warriors lies in their exquisite skills and rich battlefield experience that they have cultivated over many years, and in addition, they have a strong mind.
Zhang Changkong didn't know if the senior warriors of the Xiangshan Sect were like this. Anyway, every senior warrior he saw in Sanhe Prefecture could be called an insect-killing machine, a cold-blooded butcher.
"By the way, how did you deal with the presence of zerg on this line of defense before?"
The battlefield in front of Zhang Changkong is not in the direction of Xilihe Station, but an ordinary defense line more than ten miles away from Xilihe Station. There are more than ten ordinary defense lines. The terrain and environment are only suitable for some special insects to pass through. The scale of the tide is far less than that of the three main lines of defense, so it can barely hold on without warlocks. Moreover, even if one or two ordinary lines of defense fall, it will not have much impact. As long as the insects do not form a large scale, Storm City can form a firefighting team to deal with it at any time.
"Oh, it used to be handled by Immortal Swift Wind. Not only us, but Immortal Swift Wind also rushed to deal with other lines of defense." Gao Xinzhan slowly regained his composure after being frightened. After all, he had been defending here for several months, and the battlefield I've been there more than once, and I was just a little scared by the rumors about this immortal master.
Zhang Changkong raised his eyebrows, "Is Gale so powerful?"
He used to be stationed in Xilihe. He rarely communicated with others and paid little attention to outside information. He was not a warm-hearted person himself, and even had some ego, such as the twenty-three people who followed him to Rainstorm City from Xiangshan Sect. Ordinary people, he had never cared about the courtyard where they were placed in Rainstorm City. He only knew that Wan Gong seemed to have found work for them in the city.
Zhang Changkong didn't know the strength of Gale, but he had encountered many Zerg.
Zhang Changkong asked himself that if he had not obtained the Black Stone and controlled a group of insects by chance, he would not have to wait until now. He would have run away when he encountered the bloodthirsty mosquitoes a year ago, let alone this year. Many pests encountered can only be dealt with using the method of treating pests with insects.
He didn't believe that Gale, who was also a warlock in the early stage, would be that much more powerful than him. Even if Gale had one or two spells that he had practiced for decades to reach perfection, he wouldn't be that powerful unless he had one of his attack spells that had reached the perfection stage, like Old Man Tianhuo. Like "The True Solution to Burning", the spell reaches its perfection stage, and the sky is filled with flames as soon as it is released.
But he didn't believe that Hayate had such strength.
"Have you ever seen how Hayate dealt with the zerg?"
Zhang Changkong asked.
"Oh, the Wind Immortal Master usually uses a magical technique that can emit huge wind blades to kill insects. I heard that when encountering powerful insects, he will also use a more powerful magical technique that can emit huge wind blades. The jet-black wind blade can kill any insect with one strike, although I have never seen it before."
When Zhang Changkong heard this, he thought carefully in his mind that maybe he really underestimated Gale and Lian Gu. The two of them might be hard-core in terms of martial arts training, and they might have made some achievements in spells. After all, they were more than him. After decades of practicing magic, one or two skills can be said to be completely hidden.
"By the way, I heard that the Black Wind Blade magic requires the Wind Immortal Master to hold a piece of jade to release it."
Ma Xinzhan told Zhang Changkong as much detail as possible about the rumors he heard.
When Zhang Changkong heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but became furious. At this moment, he wished he could immediately dig out the old man Tianhuo, crush his bones and spread his ashes to relieve the hatred in his heart.
