"The arms are transparent and powerful!"

Han Biao, who had a heavy palm printed on the huge head of the steel-carved sandworm, bravely launched this trick of his own. The creatures in his body poured out, violently injected into the steel-carved sandworm's body through his arm. With the special oscillation characteristic of the arm's permeability, countless refractions and stimulations were carried out in the steel-carved sandworm's skull, twisting its internal tissue into a paste!

"Bang!"

The huge body of the steel-armored sandworm, which was like a train, fell heavily on the soft sand surface, splashing the sand layer into a wave of sand. However, the vitality of this cruel creature is extremely powerful. Although the brain has been completely destroyed, the nerves in the body are still alive, which leads to the huge body of the actually dead steel-armored sandworm bounce and twisting like a reflection on the sand surface, but its power is slowly weakening, which shows that the vitality of the steel-armored sandworm is rapidly passing.

An indescribable sense of pleasure made Han Biao roar, but the slight itching from his chest woke Han Biao up. The big guy in front of him was a "big tonic" with a level 38 danger! If he swallowed it, it would be of great benefit to his signs that he had not improved for a long time.

Han Biao, who had consumed a lot of money in the battle, did not hesitate and directly pressed his palm on the head of the steel-armored sandworm. A tentacle of Gillian quickly poked out from his wrist and happily inserted it into the extremely firm bone armor. It was as easy as inserting a piece of tofu. This made Han Biao very depressed. If he had known what he had to do, how easy would it be to get on Gillian directly as soon as he got up?

The idea is good, but it is not easy to do this during the battle. Gillian, who is parasitized in his chest, is not invincible. It also has a process of swallowing. During this process, if it is attacked, Han Biao's current small body cannot withstand it at all. So for safety reasons, it is better to wait until he beat the prey half to death before he is safe.

It is impossible for a huge steel-armored sandworm as if it were a train to swallow it all at once. Han Biao's body could not bear it, and the speed was also very slow. Therefore, Han Biao simultaneously activated the "medium extraction" and "energy absorption" functions, plundering the remaining value of the steel-armored sandworm after it died. This kind of good thing cannot be wasted.

When Gillian happily swallowed the flesh and blood of the steel-armored sandworm, she suddenly conveyed a very vague consciousness to Han Biao through the consciousness level. Han Biao, who was almost intimate with Gillian's consciousness, immediately sensed it. Gillian was wondering why Han Biao's "good friend" blade disappeared, and it was replaced by the current coyote base armor. It seemed that it wanted to extract something from the steel-armored sandworm's body and inject it into the blade's body.

Han Biao's heart moved. Since Gillian parasitized into his chest and formed a strange companion state with him, in addition to being able to swallow some creatures through its magical devouring ability to provide him with nutrients for growth, Han Biao was also constantly evolving. Han Biao could clearly feel Gillian's evolution, just like Gillian plundered the sand roaring ability of the sand shark not long ago and simulated it on the blade. This ability did not have before.

Strangely, Gillian never injects the genes plundered from the outside into Han Biao's body, or swallows them and feeds them back to Han Biao, or injects them into the blade to evolve. This may be because these genes and substances directly from mutated organisms will have an impact and destroy the gene system of Han Biao's body, so Gillian, who has merged with Han Biao, instinctively protects Han Biao.

Perhaps because he did not find the "good friend" Blade, Ah Gillian didn't care. He just wrapped the small ball of genetic material extracted and stored it in his body. Perhaps the next time Han Biao and Blade were reproductive, this genetic material would be injected into the Blade's body by Ah Gillian, prompting the blade armor to mutate and evolve again.

The steel-armored sandworm was huge. When Han Biao was so excited that he was plundering the spoils, he did not expect that the three psychic warriors who were watching him were already shocked by what he had done just now.

"...Is it a psionic combat skill he used just now?"

The leader felt that this world was so strange. A genetic warrior with level 6 just now actually used a unique psychic combat skill to kill a steel-armored sandworm with a dangerous level 38 in one blow! Although it was not too difficult for them to kill a steel-armored sandworm, it was definitely not that simple.

After careful observation, I found that the bone armor on the surface of the steel-armored sandworm had no broken scars, but it was indeed the defender who died under the attack just now. He had been stimulated to a certain extent: "He just used at least two kinds of psychic combat skills and one kind of psychic skills, 'overpressure explosion energy bomb' and 'un-arm power'? Well, although I don't know if the names of these two psychic combat skills were taken by himself, I can be sure that he did master the 'n-power compression technique of energy source particles' and applied it to the psychic combat skills! The 'overpressure explosion energy bomb' obviously means that after highly condensed and compressed the biological energy, the energy source particles were subjected to super-concentration and high pressure at the power level in an instant, causing it to enter an extremely unstable state and release it, achieving the blasting effect of energy fission..."

It seemed to be explaining to the leader, and it seemed to be explaining his doubts. The defender murmured in confusion: "...As for the 'arms' and the power', I only felt that at that moment, he injected a large amount of biological energy into the body of the steel-armored sandworm through the strike of his palm. It should have skipped the external bone armor defense of the steel-armored sandworm and directly destroyed the internal organization... The incomprehensible combat skills, I have never even heard of the existence of this kind of psychic combat skills. It is not like the change skills of the 'basic psychic combat skills', nor is it like the 'blood psychic combat skills'. Could it be the legendary 'psychic secret skill'?"

"The information given by the headquarters says, is this guy a mutant?"

The leader began to doubt: "Although the mutant has an advantage among low-level warriors, it is very difficult to advance? Moreover, the mutant's genetic system can withstand the implantation of genetic eggs and become a psychic warrior? This guy not only implanted the genic eggs when he was not a psychic warrior, but also mastered two psychic combat skills and a high-end psychic skill across the level when he only had level 6 combat power? Moreover, both psychic combat skills are rare lethal combat skills, and the skills are 'n power' that even you and I have not mastered? Are we mutants or are he mutants?"

"What you mean is... he is not a mutant, but a special person arranged by the 'top'?" the defender guessed.

"...Well, I don't care much about what combat skills this guy uses, nor do I care about what his identity this guy is. What I want to know is, what is this guy doing now?"

Before the leader could answer, the field controller pointed at Han Biao, who was sucking the tube into the twitching corpse of the steel-armored sandworm with a strange expression, and converted the remaining flesh into nutrient solution and activated carbon-based bioenergy nuclear crystals into the individual space.

Before the three of them could understand, the huge steel-armored sandworm was drawn into an empty shell by Han Biao. Han Biao, who carried the nutrient pills and core crystals, had almost consumed almost the same amount of nutrient pills. This time, he obtained a large number of nutrient pills up to level 38. He was a little satisfied. The gastric capsule nutrient pills and core crystals that almost caused gastric sagging in his body made him feel that he was very energetic at this moment. If he didn't find a way to consume it, it would sooner or later turn into stones.

"Dog!"

Han Biao shouted excitedly and said eagerly: "Where is our next target?"

The leader walked forward in confusion and gently touched the body left by the steel-armored sandworm that looked intact from the outside. The ring-shaped exoskeleton bone armor collapsed and scattered all over the ground, but it was empty inside, as clean as if it was licked by a dog, and all the muscle tissues and internal organs were gone!

"Hiss~"

The leader who gasped for air conditioning thought that this effect was caused by Han Biao's palm just now, and was even more afraid of the so-called "psychic secret skills" that Han Biao mastered. This is no longer something that warriors of their level can contact. Even the two-star he has only just touched the edge of the "n-power" technique. This guy not only understands the "n-power" technique, but also looks like he has strengthened the energy source in his body to the n-power.

"Damn it, newcomer! Where did you get our spoils?" The small field controller seemed to be planning to dig out some secrets from Han Biao, and complained about Han Biao in anger.

"Trophy?" Han Biao was stunned for a moment before he realized that his main task of following the three psychic warriors this time was to hunt a mutant creature with a dangerous level of up to 38, and obtain its gallbladder and certain organs. These were reserves for the special ingredients of carbon-based nutrient solution made to build a large-scale sign evolution hall.

"Uh...why, find another one?"

Han Biao, who was excited because the energy in his body had just recovered, smiled dryly, and for a moment he took the initiative to suck the steel-armored sandworm into an empty shell. The only thing left to use was probably the hard shell left. The three psychic warriors looked at each other and nodded in agreement. They really wanted to see what else they didn't know about this new member.

"You said simply, how dangerous it is to hunt a level 38 mutant creature, don't you know?" The field controller muttered, preparing to seduce a steel-armored sandworm back. At this time, four figures with light wings shining through the air, hovering above them, looking down at them from a high point. Piaotian Literature Registered Member Recommended this work
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