The Original Seeker

Bai Mo was sitting on the northern edge of the defense line, leisurely observing the tide of beasts charging towards the defense line with his spiritual thoughts like a normal person. As long as they were not within 20 meters of him, he would not care.

However, almost all of the mutated creatures that landed this time still only have biological instincts. It is better to say that these mutated creatures that are crazy due to hunger have lost even the most basic logic of distinguishing between strong and weak, and will only eat whatever they feel they can. Charge from east to west, and from time to time, the beasts in the army will devour each other.

Since the width of the beast tide far exceeded the width of the defense line, the two wings of the defense line were under tremendous pressure and slowly began to actively transform from a straight line into an arch shape to balance the pressure on both ends.

"Come in quickly!" The defensive soldiers wanted to remind Bai Mo when they received the order to change formation, but Bai Mo didn't seem to react.

After a few seconds, Bai Mo, who came back from his thoughts, realized that as the defense line shrank, he had changed from the north wing position of the straight defense line to the outside of the bow-shaped defense line. Then he slowly walked towards the new bow-shaped defense line. Go to the border.

At this time, countless mutant creatures had broken through the layers of fire blockade from the side and broke through to a place about thirty meters away from the border.

The two wings of the bow continue to shrink in an orderly manner, changing into a circular hedgehog formation.

"The difference in military strength between the two sides is too great, and the firepower exposure area of ​​mutated creatures is much smaller than that of humans. It is obviously not the same level of difficulty to hit a person with a gun as to hit a crab crawling on the ground."

While Bai Mo was still walking slowly towards the defense line, the vanguard of mutant creatures had already passed him, causing him to fall into the vast sea of ​​"people", but Bai Mo was like a reef in the rapids, no matter how many mutant creatures there were No matter how hard they hit him, they still stood tall.

Or maybe I shouldn’t use the metaphor of a reef. It’s more like a large eraser in drawing software. It clears wherever I go. Within a twenty-meter radius centered on him, the living mutated creatures exploded one after another under the attack of his telekinesis from the inside out, while the dead mutated creatures were thrown far away by his telekinesis, leaving behind a clean circle. Shape of open space.

Mutated crabs with their crab caps self-detonated can be seen everywhere, and mutant shrimps whose heads and shells have been self-detonated, leaving behind shrimps, will also fly into the defense line from time to time. The soldiers inside the north wing defense line were originally surrounded by enemies with a huge disparity in numbers. The depressed morale, after seeing such a battlefield meat grinder, mostly improved again.

He casually grabbed a mutant crab with his mind and began to observe and study it. Within a radius of twenty meters centered on Bai Mo, it was the death radius of the mutant creature. He had no intention of pursuing them. The massacre against zombies in the past two days made him deeply tired of this kind of repetitive work.

"The hardness of the shell has improved to a certain extent, but that's it." Bai Mo made a preliminary inference comparing his previous experience of eating crabs, "I wonder if there will be anything strange in an environment with strong radiation and high concentration of spiritual energy. Variety."

In order to verify his conjecture, Bai Mo took several mutant creatures and walked towards the center of the nuclear explosion again.

At this time, many mutated creatures that had slipped through the net had crossed the defense line and poured into the city of Rome.

"It seems there is no need to verify." Bai Mo casually crushed several mutated creatures that were intended to be used as samples and re-entered the city of Rome empty-handed.

"Sir." The soldier next to him saw Bai Mo preparing to leave and quickly called out to Bai Mo, "We are under great pressure here. Can you please not leave yet?"

Several surrounding companies saw Bai Mo's ghost-like performance - all mutant creatures within twenty meters of him exploded, and no one was spared. He didn't even move a finger.

"Since you were planning to let me into the defense line just now, I'll give you thirty seconds." Bai Mo pointed at the soldier who just shouted to him to come in quickly.

"Thirty seconds? What do you mean?"

"You guys cease fire for thirty seconds and I will kill all the mutated creatures in this area."

"Sir, are you kidding?" the company commander asked while directing the team to retreat.

"Believe it or not, I'll give you ten seconds to think about it." Bai Mo didn't intend to explain.

"Okay!" The officer decided to agree to Bai Mo after seeing his performance just now.

"The first, second, and third companies stopped firing and retreated at full speed!" the officer immediately ordered after making the decision. He still made two preparations. Even if Bai Mo really failed, his people could retreat to a place with sufficient reaction distance. Reorganize the defense.

Bai Mo nodded to the officer, then turned his head to face the beast tide, charging towards the tide at a speed of more than 150 meters per second.

Just like God split the Red Sea in half, Bai Mo plunged into the ocean of mutant beasts, cutting the entire ocean in half, leaving a 40-meter blank space in the middle. The mutant creatures in his path were not Being self-destructed means being thrown far away by telekinesis.

After spending ten seconds to penetrate the tide of mutant beasts with a depth of more than one kilometer, Bai Mo continued to rampage in the ceasefire area. In addition to dodging the air-dropped bombs that fell from the sky from time to time, he dashed left and right without any scruples, zigzagging. Destroying everything in front of him in a compact manner, the movement speed of the mutant beast was completely negligible in his opinion.

Ten seconds later, the mutated beast rushing in front was completely shaved off by Bai Mo. He was so excited that he even used his mind power to control the flow of air and tried to simulate the effect of a tornado. Unfortunately, the operation accuracy was not enough, so he could only There was a strong wind that could not turn.

"It's a pity that the clearing ability is still far inferior to that of Ye Zi and Chen Bo. With a direct move of Ice Age, there will be only a few mutated creatures present that can move; or a heating field with a radius of more than a hundred meters like Chen Bo's. There will be endless amounts of live grilled seafood soon. The radius of my telekinesis is only a little over twenty meters, so it is more versatile." Bai Mo thought while rubbing the tornado.

Bai Mo never thought that Ye Zi's ultimate move to clear the field was a move that could only be accomplished by draining all the spiritual energy from his body. He just made a simple comparison.

"Failed again." He helplessly let the disobedient air in his hands dissipate.

The repeated failures made him very unhappy, so he simply practiced control again and again among the beasts, even forgetting the thirty-second agreement just now, and unconsciously clearing away the beast tide in the process of practice.

Later, news of Bai Mo's promise spread from several companies on the north wing all the way south, and his cleaning scope became wider and wider. One person unconsciously blocked a part of the beast tide that was two kilometers wide.

He swept back and forth on an arc, just like a car window wiper, constantly scraping away the "rain" coming from behind, while Bai Mo's main focus was still on rubbing the tornado.

More and more soldiers saw that the originally aggressive beast wave in front was forced back by one person, and they were so shocked that they stopped shooting because they were also afraid that the covering fire would hit their heroes.