Most of the various exchange abilities in the main god space are castrated versions, such as the vampire bloodline on the bad streets, which enhances strength, speed, and neurological reactions while eliminating the weakness of fear of sunlight.
Don't think this is a good thing. The main god is not a philanthropist. What is deleted is not only the weaknesses, but also the skills that the bloodline should have.
Taking vampire blood as an example again, reincarnators who have been converted into vampires cannot 'first embrace' them to create subordinates, and the most feared contagiousness of vampires has been deleted.
There are not even the most basic first love, let alone dark magic, super powers, etc., no one is left, all are deleted, and only a blank slate is left.
Of course, the Lord God didn't do anything too great.
Want these abilities?
Can! No problem, but there is a prerequisite...
Need more money!
Therefore, regardless of the abilities of the reincarnators, which are all crazy and cool, they are just one thing if they really want to fight.
Zheng Shi is a LV5 water superpower with a very high level, only one level away from being a god on earth. But this is just the surface. Like most reincarnations, his abilities are all dependent on krypton gold, and he cannot develop independently and has a lot of flaws.
Zheng Shi knew how much he weighed. He was a reincarnator who went to extremes. He needed the help of the environment to maximize his output. He dared to jump out and accept Russell's provocation because of the East River in New York under his feet.
As long as there is water and a large amount of water, he is the king!
"Boy, this is not a place for you to show off."
Zheng Shi sneered, implying that it was his turn to pretend. Without seeing any movement from him, the East River in New York surged wildly. The calm surface of the river surged into huge waves, and the tide instantly rose above the highest point of the Brooklyn Bridge.
The reincarnators on both sides retreated one after another. The Night Demon side cheered, while the human side was secretly angry. They chose the wrong place to start the battle, giving the enemy a terrain advantage and giving up field control and output.
Under the strong winds and waves, Russell's small wooden sampan barely managed to hold on for a few moments before being submerged by the tsunami. His face was not exposed from beginning to end, and he only let out an unwilling roar before sinking.
After getting rid of the miscellaneous fish, Zheng Shi realized that something was wrong. He didn't hear the main god's killing sound, and was about to check Russell's body when a sudden change occurred.
The river surged and a large wave came from afar at high speed. The wall of water stirred up was more than 100 meters, and it rushed to the Brooklyn Bridge in the blink of an eye.
The indiscriminate attack came suddenly, and in the next second, the water wall folded to avoid the reincarnations in the human camp, and pressed their heads against the night devil camp, causing a chorus of roars, and they had a traitor in their midst.
"Damn it! You're crazy, why are you beating one of your own?"
"Damn it, that guy is a traitor, he is not from our camp!"
"No, I didn't. It wasn't me."
Zheng Shi explained hurriedly and tried his best to force the wave to stop. His face turned red and his neck became thick, but the wave got higher and faster.
This scene, in the eyes of the reincarnations in the Night Demon camp, seemed to be mocking their IQ, and they all scolded Zheng Shi for being too fake.
"Quick! Sniper, kill him quickly!"
"Brothers, let's go ahead, kill those bastards, and rescue our teammates."
"..."
Boom! ! !
The waves spread like a big hand covering the sky. The immeasurable water pressure pressed down and swallowed up the figures of the reincarnations in an instant.
In an instant, various abilities were exposed, including elemental magic, superpowers, martial arts, mechas... The East River in New York was roaring continuously, and the river surface was rendered colorful.
Waves surged to all sides, leaving only two piers of the bare Brooklyn Bridge. The reincarnations were either hanging in the air or stepping on the water, each showing off their magical powers and fighting passionately.
The confused Zheng Shi was shot down in the air by a black gun, broke his arm and fell into the East River. He lurked in the water, opened the spherical protective shield and thought about what was wrong.
"What's going on? Where did the wave come from? Who is secretly setting the pace to frame me?"
Zheng Shi had an idea, Russell's villain face popped up in front of his eyes, and he immediately gritted his teeth: "Damn bastard, you actually used me as a gunman!"
At this time, two streams of water penetrated from outside the defensive cover, dragging Zheng Shi's feet downward.
"Guluulu——"
The water pressure expelled the air from his chest, and Zheng Shi discovered to his horror that he could not control the surrounding water sources, and his LV5 water superpower had failed.
New York Dong He expressed her innocence. It was not that she had no moral integrity, but that the other party had a bigger backing and could only aggrieve Zheng Shi.
Clang!
Under the dim water, a silver light penetrated Zheng Shi's chest, and the blood flowed rapidly. His eyes widened, and in front of him was a sinister face shrouded in black mist.
Zheng Shi's facial features were distorted, and he found that his blood was still within the control range. He kept holding on to the Adamant alloy knife on his chest, and drained a large amount of blood out of his body, turning it into five steel knives and stabbing Russell. Down.
perish together!
Russell kicked Zheng Shi in the chest, abandoned the Adamant alloy knife, held two Sand Eagles in his hands, and continuously pulled the trigger. Clusters of blood flowers bloomed, continuously injuring Zheng Shi and killing him.
Five bloody steel knives were frozen in the water. After Zheng Shi died, they turned into blood and dissipated.
After finishing the business, Russell raised his hand to recall the long knife, looked at the water above his head with malicious eyes, and began to pick other reincarnations to attack.
…
The river surface was frozen into an ice sheet at some point, and the reincarnators from the two camps were fighting fiercely, with full sound effects, but not much real force. In most cases, they were sneak attacks and assassinations, and they could do whatever they could to save energy.
The main god used his ultimate move this time. The terrifying number of 20 war worlds frightened the reincarnators. For a mission that is long-term and cannot be replenished midway, it is not advisable to exert too much effort in the early and mid-term, otherwise the follow-up will be weak, and no matter how good the previous performance is, it will be in vain.
To put it bluntly, everything is about survival!
Russell was lying under the water, while the reincarnations were paddling around, talking to each other about business, and only when they were cold did they kill each other. He saw this and felt that he should do something.
He does not belong to any camp, and he is barely a teammate with the Samsara who chose the human camp. But now that he is a teammate, it may not be the case in the next world, so... it is best for all of these people to die.
Luo Shi Chuang Su came online again, and dozens of small streams of water spread out, wrapping around the hands, feet or torsos of both combatants, causing them to freeze in place for a second or two.
In a life and death fight, one second is too long, long enough to be fatal.
Three reincarnations died inexplicably, and more were seriously injured and hurriedly retreated to start treatment. The smell of blood is wafting in the air, and the reward points within reach are not for nothing, attracting 'sharks' from different camps.
Facing the crazy attacks, the injured Samsaras were unwilling to take the lead and started to risk their lives by showing their cards.
From time to time, Russell Cat stretched out a running tentacle under the water, pulling this and pushing that. Seeing this, he nodded secretly. It was worthy of his silent dedication and not leaving his name. The battlefield finally began to truly enter the intense stage.
