Seeing the rocket disappear in an instant, Plato felt inexplicably lost for a moment.

"Is it still not working?"

He thought to himself.

Although no one knows where Lu Ban got the weapon from, even though it looks fancy, in Uruk's spiritual world, these are all false and fragile, and can be wiped out with just a thought.

However, Lu Ban had no intention of giving up.

He immediately reloaded all the ammunition into his rocket launcher.

Immediately afterwards, without confirming the situation, Lu Ban fired the rockets again.

Moreover, there seemed to be no interval between the firings, and countless rockets burst out from the barrels.

Urukluk felt something was wrong.

As his thoughts turned, all the rockets disappeared again, as if they had never appeared.

But before he could feel relieved, more rockets appeared.

Those rockets were as dense as raindrops and came in an endless stream. Every time Uruk wiped them out, new ones would be generated immediately, and their number would increase in number, covering the sky and the sun.

Urukluk felt a little annoyed. Although it was only a matter of time to eliminate these rockets, as easy as killing a mosquito, it would be annoying if there were too many mosquitoes.

The attack and defense between the two continued for a while.

It was not until he had eliminated Lu Ban's rockets for the hundredth time that Urukluk realized something was wrong.

I now need great concentration to eliminate all the rockets. Although this operation only takes a moment, it still requires time and consciousness.

As Lu Ban's rockets increase, this action will require more energy.

Urukluk suddenly realized a terrible fact, that is, if the number of these rocket launchers continued to increase after a period of time, he might not be able to completely defend against them.

Countless rockets were launched into the sky again. This time, the rockets covered the sky and even obscured the void of the subconscious mind.

It is hard to imagine the damage that would be caused if so many rockets fell.

This is the spiritual world of Urukluk. In other words, the consciousness of Urukluk is everywhere here. As long as irreversible damage is caused to it, Urukluk will be traumatized.

However, the vast majority of attacks are not enough to pose a threat.

Who would have thought that one day someone would set off fireworks in Urukluk's head?

Countless rockets fell from the sky, disappeared immediately, and reappeared in the blink of an eye.

This rocket was like a countdown, torturing Uruk's nerves bit by bit.

It feels like using a sharp knife to cut bullets. You must succeed every time, but if the opponent succeeds just once, you will be doomed.

Originally, as a warrior who has been through many battles and seen everything, Uruk'kruk should not feel afraid when facing this situation. They are extreme warriors who can fight on a strange and difficult alien planet for decades. This little problem is nothing.

But what I didn’t expect was that the other party was using a Gatling gun!

It’s a fucking three-barreled Gatling gun emitting blue fire!!!

Urukluk didn't expect that Lu Ban could create so many weapons in his own mental maze in such a short period of time!

How did he do it?

While thinking, Urukluk found that he could no longer destroy those rockets.

Some who slipped through the net fell into the maze of the mind.

Mushroom clouds rose up.

Soon, the second and third waves of rockets fell, and the intricate mazes were destroyed by artillery fire. In the smoke, all kinds of traps, monsters, and even treasure chest monsters could not escape death.

Seeing this scene, Plato felt a shudder.

After all, Lu Ban materialized so many weapons in other people's spiritual world, even surpassing their master.

It's like a fictional character in your mind begins to influence you. You find that his existence can no longer be erased and he even starts whispering in your ear.

To put it simply, he is almost going insane.

The artillery fire roared, but Lu Ban had no intention of stopping.

Boom boom boom boom——

Countless rockets fell into the maze, shattering everything that existed. Not even ashes remained on the scorched earth.

On the other side, Urukluk felt waves of pain. There was no doubt that the artillery fire was tearing his will apart. In his field of vision, along with Lu Ban's bombardment, Urukluk's sanity was constantly declining.

[You have been tortured beyond words, Sanity -1]

The bleak and hideous words flowed down like a waterfall. Urukluk no longer counted how much sanity he had lost. He immediately divided his will and completely separated the area where Lu Ban was. Heart-piercing pain swept through the octopus man's brain, but he could not go back to the real world directly.

If he resumed his activities now, Lu Ban and Plato would be able to attack Uruk's brain more unscrupulously. By then, even if he didn't die, he would at least fall into madness.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Urukluk decided to use the most violent method.

A shadow appeared above the mental maze that had been razed to the ground.

The huge shadow was like an octopus, with thick tentacles spreading in all directions, looking for a landing place.

The rockets landed on the tentacles, and the flames of the explosion engulfed the tentacles but did not burn them. The powerful self-healing ability made these tentacles the most powerful weapons, smashing down towards the landing.

Before Plato could help, the rocket launcher in Lu Kan's hand began to deform.

It suddenly changed from a shoulder-fired individual combat weapon to a rocket vehicle fully loaded with weapons.

It changed from one car to several cars, and in the void, it expanded into a legion.

The appearance of these vehicles is also different. Some are dense box rockets, there are intercontinental strategic missiles, space-based kinetic weapons, and even "truth" that is equal to most civilizations.

It is hard to imagine that these things would appear in the brain of an exotic octopus and be arranged so neatly.

Plato didn't know how Lu Ban did this. He only saw Lu Ban waved his hand and all the weapons were fired at the huge, monstrous octopus.

“In my hometown, there is a saying.”

Lu Ban said.

"All fear comes from insufficient firepower."

As he spoke, mushroom clouds rose up and explosions sounded one after another. In the void of the subconscious mind, countless tracks of light fell, like a classic poem that will be passed down forever.

The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain.