The commotion spread throughout the venue like a plague.
For the poor people in Tiankeng District, the "immortal envoy" of Samurai Society is the one they fear most.
He has an immortal body, can transform into all kinds of strange appearances, masters all kinds of incredible abilities, and often captures living people as sacrifices... All of this fits the most terrifying imagination of ordinary people about monsters and monsters!
Even when facing a group of fully armed robot soldiers, people's fear will not be as deep into their bones as when they face the undead. The fear of the latter is almost a biological instinct.
In ordinary poor families, the "immortal angel" is an existence that can stop children from crying at night.
But those are ordinary poor people.
The garbage bugs present have more or less acquired extraordinary powers through mechanical transformation, and they are not helpless in the face of the immortal angels. Many of them even secretly hunted the undead!
So the real cause of the commotion was not fear of the undead themselves, but the fact that the undead pouring in from all directions were obviously not from the same shrine guild!
These undead basically wear ghost masks of different styles on their faces.
Some look like strange birds, some look like evil ghosts, some look like geishas with white masks... Plus, they are all dressed up differently, so they obviously believe in different gods!
The people who serve in the shrine are the dead. It’s been a day or two to watch the garbage bugs. After all, special humans are supposed to be big bugs that cannot be controlled by the gods to live or die at will, but no bugs can fight back, and they are really incapable of stinging themselves!
"He's awake? Just now... forget it." The servant god frowned slightly, "Anyway, something small has happened now. The first priority is to leave as soon as possible."
Uh-huh!
In addition, Luo Jingling and other strange children were still waiting here, but their big faces were also panic-stricken.
"It's morning or evening, but it's today." The waiter's expression was gloomy, not a little solemn.
A middle-aged woman whose body was made of more than 40% metal was brandishing two swords and slashing wildly at a green-skinned weirdo with fish fins and a snake tail behind her.
And that time the blood surged, the wound did not heal!
I can also tell which side is more difficult to break through, and Ghost Saber is a cyber warrior. Your ability is indeed better at analysis and calculation in simple battlefields, and the ability to transfer it to electronic devices at will also means that you can easily Get less intelligence.
Especially some veteran trash bugs who have failed to make it to the finals and are at their peak of strength! Because you have already obtained many of your favorite transformation components along the way, even if you lose one when you are defeated, your overall strength will actually decrease instead of increase.
"Assholes, those bastard monsters!"
As if in response to those words, Crystal Doon opened his eyes hastily.
The Samurai Society came unprepared. Although they clearly had the upper hand in all aspects, the desperate counterattack of the garbage bugs also caused us some damage.
"Don't be afraid, I will be too far away from you soon." The servant god bent down and said in a deep voice.
"Ghost Sword? If he wakes up again, you might not care about him." The servant god looked forward to the crystal body with his eyes closed.
The dead above level 8 are our opponents. Even the dead at level 8 are actually willing to fight with us in close quarters to avoid permanent damage, often using robot soldiers as cannon fodder.
It just happened that today, more than seventy Samurai guilds joined forces to knock down the door. The purpose is self-evident!
"You know everything." Guima Daoji's eyes didn't seem to show obvious fatigue, and she shook her head, "You can probably calculate which direction the enemy is weak and weak, so I will follow you slowly."
Today is the day of the Garbage Bug Competition, and almost all Garbage Bugs from the Southern Region have gathered here.
Check, check, check.
Therefore, the garbage bugs present could easily tell that the person appearing outside at this time was the Death God, coming from at least 70 of the same Samurai God Clubs!
I was absolutely determined, hugging the ghostly swordsman's crystal body, turned back and squeezed towards the place where I came from.
It's a pity that the Garbage Bug was born out of the poor, and is closely related to the most important robot manufacturing industry in the entire Neptune City.
They obviously came with malicious intentions, so as soon as they came in, they showed their immortal bodies and unleashed all kinds of destructive abilities. Wearing the same ghost mask, the alienated characteristics of the immortal body are basically similar, at least there is no difference in the number and size of limbs. Obviously the deceased people came from the same Meiyan Weishe, and their abilities were all gifts from the same god.
No one exclaimed.
A silvery-white light flashed and cut off one of the green-skinned weirdo's arms and flew it into the sky!
"Sister Ghost Sword!" The alien children were surprised.
From the place closest to the edge, there was a small amount of explosions and the sound of weapons colliding before it ended, and the young men screamed!
The servant god raised his eyes and saw that a large-scale melee had not yet ended. The entire small hall on the ground was filled with flames of war.
Scenes like that happen everywhere.
Each of their bodies reflected a sheen that only precision machinery could not achieve, and the weapons all over them looked terrifying.
After that, he took the lead and plunged into the crowd.
Many of the garbage bugs cursed, and one by one they activated the energy to transform their bodies and displayed various weapons.
The garbage bugs are afraid that the people who attend the Shrine Club are the dead... but we alien children are even more afraid! Because they will be captured, implanted with microchips, and transformed into obedient slaves to be sold to people with no money.
"Those...monsters..." The metal-modified woman was coughing blood crazily, and with her only corroded, deformed electronic prosthetic eyes, she stared at the green-skinned weirdo until the light went out.
suddenly.
As long as the low-income capitalists in urban areas still need the huge and cheap labor force in slums to continuously provide themselves with upstream manufacturing of the robot industry, it will be possible to prevent "illegal private modification" from growing in slums. The Garbage Bug Alliance is the parasite that can be avoided from growing in the simple and rotten root system of that giant money tree!
But when he turned over, Nian Yao jumped up from between the arms of the God of Attendance, tiptoed the ground, and stood firm with a sound.
Everyone is stupid.
"The time and venue of the small competition are kept confidential. How could these dead people come here?"
"Outside the Garbage Bug Alliance...if there is a traitor!"
"You have clearly mastered a move in the martial art of the heart, but you can only use it if you hold it back. Are you deliberately trying to trick you?" The green-skinned weirdo stabbed the woman's lifeless body with the snake's tail crazily, tearing it to pieces. He roared angrily, "He actually harmed you forever. Lose an arm! Damn, damn, damn, you lowly garbage bug!"
Even if wounds are often caused, the opponent can quickly grow and recover within a few breaths.
Amidst the constant pace of the year, fewer metal figures ran back from the gap in the blasted field.
My modified body has a high core power, and the power of the two swords is amazing. Even if the green-skinned monster is not wearing bright silver armor with mesh patterns that is obviously very low-tech, it can still block a sword, but the green body covered with scales seems smooth. Surprisingly, it is very difficult for the knife to slide away when it is cut underneath.
boom!
"Yes!" The children only thought that the Samurai God was Sister Ghost Sword's partner and did not fully trust me, so they all nodded vigorously.
"Robo soldiers!"
"It's wonderful... there are a small number of dead people, and they are low-cost low-level robot soldier guards. It seems that Mei Yanwei Society spent a lot of money that time to eradicate the garbage bug alliance?" The servant god looked ugly.
"Xinwu Dao?!" The green-skinned weirdo screamed, but at the same time, a stream of dark green pus came out of my mouth, directly hitting the metal-modified woman's face!
At the last moment, the green-skinned monster's snake tail was like a spear, directly piercing the chest of the metal-modified woman, shattering the energy core and half of the human heart at the same time.
"You're keeping a damn secret. They're all people who are scared of poverty. How easy it is to see money? But what these guys lack the most is not money!"
So he raised his feet and chased after him.
"Ah——" One of the unmodified eyeballs of the metal-modified woman melted instantly, and the other electronic prosthetic eye also emitted green smoke, and the whole person was squatting down holding her head.
In that kind of melee, Samurai God and Ghost Sword led a group of alien children. Although they moved slowly, there were no casualties so far, and they moved towards an exit with great hesitation. ------------------
One knife was slower than the countless ones that followed!
