Chapter 52 God? Sorry, me too!
The death of the half-murloc chief awakened the half-murloc god.
As one of his key training targets, dying like this is a mortal provocation to God, and it is blasphemy!
His anger will devour everything!
At this time, two unique attributes appeared on the half-murloc's panel——
Level: Level 9 (temporary)
Status: Gift from the Half-Murloc God (all attributes increased by 80%, lasts for 1 hour)
The combat effectiveness of these swamp lifeforms has skyrocketed!
Lear's eyes became as sharp as a hawk, staring at the bone altar.
god? No. That's his prey! !
The half-murloc whose strength has been greatly increased feels God’s eyes on him!
Immediately entered a deep level of fanaticism.
"Great half-murloc god, your glory will shine on the world!"
"kill!"
The half-murloc man with endless power within his body ferociously attacked the wetland lizard man.
"Form up and kill the enemy!"
Hagus stood on the front line without fear, his body igniting with raging energy.
The wetland lizardmen followed closely and formed a formation. Five teams of wetland lizardmen were like sharp knives unsheathed, stabbing the enemy directly.
A brazen collision with a half-murloc!
Phew~
The steel knife penetrates into the bone!
Flesh and blood flying everywhere!
The fanatical half-murlocs bumped into the steel knife, and blood exploded. However, the pain did not stop them, and instead they became more and more crazy.
The bone spear and long stick in his hand were wielded violently.
The air was roaring.
Bang~
A wetland lizard man was hit on the shoulder, and a large piece of his armor was directly dented.
Phew~
The wetland lizardman warrior counterattacked with his knife, slashing directly into the opponent's neck.
The blood exploded instantly.
But the bone-piercing attack failed to make the half-murloc fall. Instead, he lunged forward with a roar, hugging the wetland lizard warrior, opening his sharp teeth and biting down hard.
Click~The armor was bitten through by sharp teeth! Pierce into the bones!
The pain caused the wetland lizard man to become furious instantly. He swung his sharp claws and violently tore the opponent's abdomen, causing the half-murloc's internal organs to flow wildly.
But the wetland lizardman, who had not yet enjoyed the joy of victory, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck.
Something surged out of his throat, and blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a straight bone spear piercing his neck. The crazy half-murloc man grinned and tightly held the end of the spear in his hand.
Ho~ho~
He wanted to say something, but the lizardman warrior in the wetland was unable to speak. He opened his eyes angrily and fell to the ground together with the half-murloc lying on his body, making no more noise.
Wetland lizardman warrior. Killed in battle.
With the gift of the gods, the half-murlocs had all their attributes increased by 80%, and their number was twice that of the wetland lizard warriors.
It immediately caused a huge impact on the wetland lizard people.
Although the bounty of the swamp in Lear's hands has not stopped, more energy is still placed on the altar of bones.
The fight between the two sides was too brutal, with fatal injuries such as piercing the heart and smashing the head, even the powerful healing skill Swamp Gift could not cure.
The half-murloc who fell into madness did not care about casualties.
After their attributes have been greatly improved, their combat effectiveness has increased several times!
Fortunately, Lear is sitting at the rear as a wet nurse, and the bounty of the swamp continues.
As long as the injury is not fatal, it can be saved.
But even so, as the fighting became fierce, the losses of the wetland lizard warriors still exceeded the two squads!
Lear’s eyes became colder and colder.
You half-murloc god still want to hide behind?
"Bubblemon, support with bubble bombs!"
"The swamp banshees, their songs shake their will!"
The brutal fighting on the battlefield made everyone extremely nervous.
After the order was given, Bubblemon immediately blew up the bubbles and compressed the air crazily.
Then, like long-range gunners, they controlled the bubbles to fly out.
The bubbles drew long traces across the sky and fell into the enemy's formation.
Bang~
Exploded suddenly.
The powerful impact caused the surrounding half-fishmen to flip over.
However, the level was temporarily raised to level 9, and the half-murlocs with soaring attributes in all aspects were able to carry it over forcefully.
He continued to charge with blood all over his body.
Uh-huh~uh-huh~~~
A melodious song sounded quietly.
The firmness in the half-fish man's eyes wavered for a moment, and he was a little dazed.
The wetland lizard man seized the opportunity, slashed out with the steel knife, and more than a dozen heads flew up.
But in an instant, the other half-murlocs came to their senses and roared to kill.
Singing also no longer works.
When the enemy was on guard and at its peak, the temptation of the Swamp Banshee's song was suppressed to the freezing point.
This is also the shortcoming of these magical beings.
Magic energy surged from Lear's body, and balls of magic energy were released from his body and fell into the front military formation, strongly supporting the wetland lizard warriors on the front line.
This is the swamp, his home turf.
Although the level at the moment is not high, the magic power is only a pitiful 300 points.
But the entire swamp was blessing him, and the speed of magic recovery was exaggerated.
Each time you release Swamp Gift, you need to consume 30 magic points.
His magic can only be cast 10 times.
But being in a swamp, he can recover nearly two hundred magic points every minute.
It was like a steady stream of spring water, giving the lizard man in the wetland in front the most powerful support.
He is the strength of these warriors.
The Bubble Beast's long-range support interfered with the rhythm of the half-murlocs, and the wetland lizardmen gradually took control of the battlefield.
With the crazy slaughter of the wetland lizardmen, the number of half-murlocs became less and less.
After the death of four teams of wetland lizardmen, the number of half-murlocs finally dropped to less than a hundred.
After gaining the advantage in numbers, they began to press forward step by step.
Constant encirclement and annihilation!
The half-murlocs seemed to realize that they were about to die, and started an even more crazy counterattack.
But in front of the dominant wetland lizard people, they were forcibly suppressed.
The numbers dropped rapidly until only the last two squads remained.
At this moment, the half-murloc behind could no longer sit still.
There was an unspeakable pressure exuding from the bone altar.
The entire sky seemed to darken at this moment.
The broken corpses and flesh on the ground surged rapidly and gathered in one direction. In just a few breaths, flesh and blood gathered and fused, forming a terrifying stitched monster over three meters tall.
There is no head, and the arms, legs, and body are all forcibly glued together from broken limbs.
It gives people a strange and terrifying impact.
Blood was still seeping out from the gaps between the stumps.
The hideous and weird headless monster stitched together with flesh and blood faced Lear.
"Despicable mortals, you are seeking your own death!"
The half-murloc god was furious.
He had been sleeping for so long that he had lost most of his strength.
Finally woke up and found a believer again.
But in the blink of an eye, he was killed by these damn bastards!
This is the foundation for his recovery.
Bastard! !
If he hadn't lost most of his power, he could have destroyed the lives of these damn swamps a hundred or a thousand times with just one look! !
There was no head, but a voice filled with dark anger resounded through the sky like rolling thunder.
"You dare to blaspheme the great gods?"
"Kneel down and prostrate!"
"Surrender and give up your soul!"
It was like thousands of people screaming and roaring, like the most painful punishment being imposed on someone, that sound penetrated straight into the soul and blood.
Divine power!
The ultimate existence from this world is just a verbal scolding, as if it wants to crush everyone's soul.
There is no escape, no avoidance!
Lear's eyes narrowed.
The body also exudes divine majesty, isolating the pressure that shakes the soul.
Are you a god? !
The broken, sutured, headless, and twisted flesh and blood body looked at Lear fiercely.
Although there is no head, it gives him a terrifying feeling of being stared at by two huge eyes.
The half-murloc god suddenly became excited, and the blood on his body surged.
"You actually have the divine aura of the Swamp God in you?"
The sound that echoed around brought endless surprises.
Like a beggar who has been hungry for a long time, smelling the sweet bread with honey just out of the oven.
"You humble human being, you can get your hands on the power of the gods?!"
"Give me your soul!"
Godhead, Godhead! !
If he can obtain the godhead of the Swamp God, his power can be greatly restored. It may even be possible to take a step further with the help of this in the future.
At this moment, he felt that the God of Creation was favoring him!
I saw such a good thing when I just woke up!
Hahaha! !
Eat it, eat it! !
Then the half-murloc god was puzzled to find that the other party not only did not evade and give way, but instead rushed towards him in large strides.
what's the situation?
The half-murloc god was stunned for a moment, and then became even more excited.
The prey actually wants to be delivered to your door? !
He violently drove away the remaining two teams of half-murlocs in front, making it easier for the other party to approach him.
With every step he took, he could feel the power of his desperate desire getting stronger.
After approaching twenty or thirty meters, the half-murloc god could no longer bear it.
The towering and terrifying soul ball surged out from the body of flesh and blood and rushed directly towards Lear.
The lizard man in the wetland in front subconsciously raised his knife to intercept.
But the dark soul sphere passed directly through their bodies, their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they lost their life breath.
If you touch it, you will die!
More than two squads were deprived of their lives.
It was too fast, no one could react at all, and the dark energy had already poured into Lear's body.
Hagus's soul beside him instantly became ice-cold, and his whole body trembled.
The soul of the half-fish man god invaded the body of the master? ! !
Contrary to his fearful mood, the half-murloc god fell into extreme excitement.
It was as if he had seen the scene in which he controlled the godhead of the Swamp God and transformed into a powerful deity.
"Despicable bastard, that godhead is my favor? What is this?!"
The half-murloc god who rushed into Lear's mind suddenly felt a bad feeling when he saw the sacred things floating in the magic seed.
It was unbelievable and shocking.
"You, you merged with the godhead?"
You are a mortal, an ordinary person with ordinary blood, and your level is only level 3.
Can the godhead be integrated into the soul?
He felt incredible and ridiculous.
That is Godhead!
A godhead with supreme power!
Even if the gods come, they have to spend a lot of money to sacrifice them before they can be used for their own purposes!
How could a mortal erode the power of a god? !
Lear's expression became extremely strange at this moment.
I was still a little worried that the other party would escape, but now, he has arrived.
His most powerful power is not his warriors but the broken swamp godhead hidden deep in the magic seed!
Because of his insufficient level and lack of control authority, his ability to mobilize the power of his godhead at this moment is extremely limited.
But in my mind, he is the true God!
The dark soul energy immediately wanted to escape.
But the next moment, the magic seeds rotated crazily, exuding endless divine power, covering everything!
The vortex suddenly expanded and turned into a black hole in the starry sky that swallowed everything.
It pulled deeply the remaining soul of the half-murloc god and swallowed it.
"No!!"
"How can you, a human, be able to fuse with the godhead?!"
"Impossible!! Impossible!!"
The half-murloc god is crazy.
Is he a mortal? How is it possible to fuse the godhead? !
Why? !
Why! !
Not convinced, he is not convinced! !
Crunching~
The swirling vortex actually wiped out the remaining soul of the half-fish-man god!
God?
Sorry, me too.
(End of chapter)