My Cell Game

Chapter 141 Too late to explain, get in the car!

The self-detonators rushing back will all be level 61 bosses, and with all their strength, they will instantly kill the level 57 mutants.

The level 61 shock wave can spread far, and the two level 53 macrophages and the level 49 insurgents who didn’t run far were both hit hard, and the outer shell was more than half broken.

The sudden reversal caused a riot in the camp of the virus army, and a large number of self-detonators broke into the place where the virus was piled up. If nothing else, they blew themselves up.

“boom!”

“boom!!”

“boom!!!”

Huge explosions sounded one after another in the virus camp, and each explosion would take away large swaths of virus life.

The self-detonators can think about it, and they don’t have too many worries. Wherever they are, there are many viruses, they will rush wherever they are, regardless of whether they will blow up people of their own race.

Anyway, those who blew up on the battlefield were all self-destructive, and it was the same if they died in anyone’s hands. Everyone didn’t have so much scruples.

Facing this group of guys who were so cruel that they even bombed themselves, the other three groups were shocked.

“Seven Commanders, what are you who blew up?” In the army, a certain Macrophagizer commander shouted, and a blockbuster of information elements swept out.

In front of it, the seven rulers of the self-destructed rushed towards it desperately, faintly trying to drag it to bury it.

For what?

What are you doing?

madman!

A bunch of lunatics!

At the moment of the enemy, the last remnants of the mutant white blood cells are right in front of them. Shouldn’t we kill the enemy with all our strength at this critical time? Why did the infighting start?

“It doesn’t mean anything, on the order of the former king, my clan and you are waiting forever!”

The Seven Commanders were not afraid, and exploded into a ball of fireworks in front of the Giant Eater’s horrified shout.

At this moment, looking around, the battlefield is full of viruses of various races fighting fiercely.

No matter how stupid the other three races are, they can see the clues. The self-detonation is not crazy. This is a premeditated siege. The target of the siege is not white blood cells, but their three races!

Facing the desperate offensive of the self-destructive, the other three clans didn’t think much about it, and immediately chose to join forces.

In critical situations, they won’t even want to live without joining forces.

After a brief period of chaos, the other three clans quickly recovered their composure and joined forces to deal with the battered ones.

Among the four major groups, self-detonators are not the top ones. The most powerful ones are the macrophages who devour cliffs. Self-detonators rank third at best.

Facing the joint counterattack of the other three tribes, the early advantage of the self-detonator was cancelled out, and the war entered a fierce stalemate.

“Flush me! Kill these traitors! Unlimited supply of black crystals!” All the severely wounded Macrophages who were bombed will shout angrily.

It didn’t expect that it had been supporting its subordinates for thousands of miles, so let’s not talk about the reward. It was actually turned back by its own people, and it was smashed.

When did the macrophages experience this kind of frustration?

Made! Regardless of the white blood cells, kill this group of anti-skeletal boys first!

As the generals shouted, the virus quickly took out the black crystals in reserve and distributed them.

injured? It doesn’t matter, there is no limit to the amount of black crystals, so quickly heal it and continue to rush!

Those who explode have the secret method of resurrection (false) and are not afraid of death; the other three races have black crystals (true), which cannot be killed.

Killing to this level, all the parties were red-eyed, the battlefield was inextricably struck, and high-level viruses that fell everywhere could be seen.

The white blood cells on the side looked dumbfounded.

You… didn’t you come to siege us? After shouting a few words, why did he fight directly by himself? Become an actual performance?

Thousands of white blood cells don’t know what to do for a while, should they join the war? Who should I help after participating in the war?

“Wang, we…”

“Look for a chance to leave here, they won’t be able to fight for long.” The White King said solemnly.

As the king of mutant white blood cells, the white king has experienced many battles and has a deep understanding of the battle situation.

Other ordinary cells may not be able to see anything famous, but the expert of the White King quickly realized that this battle will not last long!

Don’t look at the self-destructors now very fierce, but this advantage will soon disappear.

The attack of the self-detonator is based on the self-detonation. To put it bluntly, it is an attack method that injures the enemy one thousand and self-destructs eight hundred. This is a true Kryptonite player.

Every time a self-detonator consumes a large amount of vital power, the stronger the momentum of the attack, the faster the self-detonator consumes its strength.

On the other hand, the other three races are not vegetarian. As a powerful group, they all have their own methods of attack.

For example, the Macro Eater, relying on devouring to destroy the enemy.

A high-level macrophagizer can kill three self-explosives in one swallowing, without being damaged.

Under the circumstances, the three populations unite, and the self-detonation alone is not an opponent at all.

It is foreseeable that within ten minutes, the advantage of the self-detonator will be completely lost, and this battle will become a one-sided slaughter.

In about half an hour, the self-detonator should be killed.

Not only did the White King see it, but the battered ones in the war circle could also clearly feel it.

Their decline began to appear!

After the crazy self-detonation just now, the population of self-detonators lost at least a quarter.

Now the number of self-destructed is less than 20,000, and the other three groups combined, the number is more than 50,000.

Fifty thousand to twenty thousand, the self-destructive began to be suppressed.

Many batterers desperately wanted to rush into the enemy camp, but before they rushed to the door, they were overwhelmed by the firepower of the insurgency and mutants. Many self-detonators were blown out in the middle, and they did not hit the enemy at all.

At the edge of the battle circle, a level 41 self-detonator commanded him, with scars all over his body.

Not far in front of it, is a defense zone composed of twenty mutants.

These twenty mutants are all 21st-level low-level goods. As long as they rush over, a 41st-level overseer will definitely be able to take the opponent away.

It’s a pity that the mutants have the ability to attack from a distance. They are like soldiers holding machine guns, guarding in the trenches, shooting at the self-destructive.

The self-detonator is like a zombie rushing past with its teeth and claws. During the impact, the intensive firepower hits its shell like no black crystals.

The mutant is afraid of death, it’s about time, who cares about the black crystals! The black crystal is in unlimited supply, just begging not to let the opponent rush to his side.

There are more and more cracks on the shell, and the self-detonator knows that this time, he will not be able to rush through, and it will be blown out alive on the way to the charge!

Not reconciled!

The self-destructive superintendent feels helpless. Although they usually don’t treat their subordinates as viruses, but at this moment, watching their subordinates get blown up one by one, the other party is still hiding in the defense zone at ease, and no one can bear it!

Red eyes!

Really red eyes!

At this moment, the self-destructive superintendent doesn’t want anything. Its only wish is to take away this group of enemies before death.

It’s a pity that this wish cannot be fulfilled…

A dense “rain of bullets” bombarded its shell, and under the strong attack, the senses of the battered commander had begun to blur.

In the dimness, it seemed to perceive that there seemed to be a hustle and bustle on the periphery of the battlefield.

Those noisy noises are not from one’s own race, nor from the other three races, nor from white blood cells…

These “voices” seem to be familiar…

Familiar information molecule…who is it? Did you perceive it wrong?

Forget it, what to do with me! The Blast Commander didn’t think much about it. At this moment, it had only the defense zone in front of it. It had no thoughts or physical strength to think about it.

“Click”

The shell is broken!

The last shell of the self-detonator commander was finally penetrated, and cheers of the mutants came from the defense area.

Now, its DNA was completely exposed to the attack of the mutant, and it only took three seconds, no, it would be completely killed in two seconds.

“Blast it, it won’t make it.” The heavy “sigh” contained the strong unwillingness of the commander. It is better to blew in place than to be blown up. This is its final dignity as a virus.

When the commander was about to explode, he squeaked and a huge black object blocked the commander. The vaguely conscious commander suddenly felt that the attack on its body had ceased.

No, to be precise, it was blocked.

“What’s the matter?” The battered superintendent was about to be unable to support it. Could the enemy rush over? Didn’t you even give it the chance to let it blew in place?

The mutants not far away could see clearly, they were stunned collectively.

Something weird stood in front of the self-detonator. It seemed to be made of black wood, but the appearance was too strange. They had never seen such a weird object!

Of course, these viruses have never been seen before. This is the latest “Black Wood No. 8”-the crispy personnel carrier that players put into the battlefield!

The car door facing the detonator’s governor was opened, and the detonator’s governor was stunned.

It was a source cell that drove, and the source cell looked serious, and urged solemnly to the bewildered self-destructive leader:

“Brother! Too late to explain, get in the car!”

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