Gamers Are Fierce

A sound like a cracking eggshell resounded in the shadow of the bronze bell,

Under the helmet, Michael's eyes suddenly burst into flames.

Buzz

The cross sword burned brightly, completely shattering the bronze bell shadow.

The four wings behind Michael whipped up strong winds, carrying her into the air, overlooking the battlefield.

In the eyes of other players and detectors, Michael, who was emitting endless light and heat, was as dazzling as a small sun, and the dim floor space was illuminated as bright as day.

After thinking for a very short time, Michael swung his sword and slashed at the wild lion.

The sword of flames soared more than two hundred meters in mid-air, and under the sacred flames, both rock pillars and light cannons were melted and assimilated.

Boom! ! !

The concrete lion claws formed by the condensed demonic flames collided with the sword of flames.

The air is repeatedly compressed, folded, and twisted, eventually forming a massive shock wave visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.

Ant King, Hypochondria and others were blown away directly by the shock wave.

The side of truth and Hohenheim, whose spiritual power was severely consumed, flashed to the rear in time and watched from a distance.

The pirate formed by the combination of Crazy Fire and Amberli still stood in place, and the black sail shadow suspended behind him released strange power, resisting the roaring wind,

Su Nisheng lowered her hands to her sides, and a hemispherical barrier rose in front of her, blocking the shock wave that blew everything away and the heat that burned the ground.

The wild lion and Michael's flame are completely opposite in nature.

The former can swallow energy and freeze surrounding things into ice.

The latter burns everything equally.

Whether it is a mortal body, metal or stone, or an energy barrier created by other types of extraordinary power, as long as it is touched by the flame sword, it will burn and melt.

The two forces competed with each other, and in the end, the Flame Sword was the winner.

The lion's claws condensed by the demonic flames trembled violently in mid-air, and exploded and disintegrated with a loud bang sound.

The scattered demonic flames were assimilated by the flame sword.

Um?

Michael's voice sounded under the helmet. The lion's claws were not chopped into pieces by her, but the old strength was exhausted and the new strength was not born. It could not be replenished by the demonic power and collapsed on its own.

She moved her gaze and looked at the wild lion,

At this moment, the rotting flesh and blood on the demon leader's body was finally relieved.

The tentacles pierced on its body continued to expand and squirm, seeming to transport something into the wild lion's body.

Fascia, muscles, and blood vessels grow on the white bones,

Covered with a layer of skin.

But unlike before, the newly grown skin was greenish-black, similar to the tentacles above. The surface of the skin also had spikes, spinous process bundles, and scissor-shaped forked spines.

It looks hideous and ugly, indescribable.

Roar

The sharp pain that pierces the soul makes the wild lion roar and roar,

A force completely different from demonic power surged out of his body crazily.

divine power,

The mighty, ferocious and violent divine power emits a bluish-black light that is visible to the naked eye and full of ominous meaning.

Thousands of shrill cries filled the air inexplicably. The piercing noise made Taihao's face even paler. He quickly clapped his hands, causing the air dragon to separate countless clouds and cover the ears of his companions around him.

Just hearing the sound caused the sanity value to drop by more than 400 points.

Taihao's face was like gold paper. When he looked at Huangshi, many indescribable shadows appeared inexplicably, and his vision gradually became distorted and blurred.

Gods cannot be looked directly at.

Taihao's heart was shocked, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he no longer looked at the wild lion. His mind tried his best to clear out the illusion just now, and shouted: The ceremony of conferring the gods has not been completely completed! Interrupt now!

Sudden

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the out-of-control man who was finally out of trouble had no expression on his face. He instantly flashed behind the last gray-robed figure beside the security door and punched him through the chest.

boom.

The gray-robed figure's heart was crushed to pieces by the blood-stained palms that were out of control, and the hood was knocked back, revealing his face.

The appearance of the gray-robed man is very difficult to describe;

Its skin is blue-gray, its skull is rounded and has no edges, its face is slightly flat, its red and turbid eyeballs protrude, its sharp nose sticks forward like an ocean swordfish, and there are sharp barbs on both sides of the nose.

On the side of the neck, there are lighter-colored gills, which are constantly trembling.

Exposing bright red gill flakes with sharp needles.

The face covered with transparent mucus looks like some kind of humanoid fish creature.

Looking at this face, it is easy to think of adjectives such as ugly, evil, low intelligence, only biological instincts and no moral concepts.

This is not due to discrimination in terms of race, culture, or individual appearance, but a strong sense of déjà vu, just like the first impression an extraordinary person has of goblins and other species.

The only remaining gray-robed figure, or amphibian fish-man,

His heart has been crushed,

Light red blood continuously flows from the fish's gills and snout.

But its chanting has not stopped,

The flat fish lips continued to spit out murky, indecipherable, obscure and evil whispers.

Hiss

Losing control with an expressionless face, he used a little force on his hands to tear the amphibian fish life into two pieces, threw it on the ground, and casually shook the mucus on his palm. The liquid seemed to have a corrosive function, corroding the soil into shallow pits. , but failed to penetrate the out-of-control skin.

The whispers of the gray-robed man finally stopped,

But in the dark space below the security door, a higher-pitched scream sounded.

The ritual has reached its final stage,

The desolate lion's right eye socket did not have an eyeball, but a blue-black tentacle.

It was shrouded in its own divine power, staring at the players around it, enduring the pain, and said with a ferocious expression: Exchange of flesh and blood, transmission of divine power, fusion of souls, and control of will.

Did you hear that?

its cry.