The ’Pseudo Martial Gods’ present almost simultaneously felt a terrifying aura, an aura that made their hairs stand on end, as if they had encountered so nesis.
A construct, and implanted with five types of constructs, this killer of carbon-based creatures, made their scalps tingle involuntarily.
Even Helena felt an indescribable fear.
The giant’s fractured thigh quickly swelled up with two lumps of flesh, which expanded like inflating balloons, and when they reached the size of basketballs, they suddenly burst open, revealing a crimson thigh pulled out from within.
The thin monkey experienced the sa thing, with two bloody arms suddenly restored.
"Monkey, what’s the situation?" a ’Pseudo Martial God’ exclaid in astonishnt.
Never mind the others, but you’re ’Physical Absorption,’ how co your two arms got torn off?
"My superpower activated a second too late," the thin monkey gritted his teeth.
"Stop asking, attack together!" Helena sharply interrupted the conversation and ordered.
Over a dozen powerful S-level mutants exchanged a glance and simultaneously burst forth with tangible biological energy that enveloped their bodies, forming an epheral armor, while the scattered clouds from the previous shock were once again dispersed by the terrifying energy.
Suddenly, soone appeared in front of Gao Gong, with hands forming into blades, instantly slashing through with hundreds of formless blade lights, while Gao Gong also drew out over ten golden scythes from his back, colliding blade light with blade light, the aftermath carving deep marks into the ground, with the sound burst echoing continuously.
The chanical monster that Gao Gong transford into charged toward the opponent, as the ’Swordsman’ was about to block, suddenly hearing soone shout, ’Don’t block, dodge quickly!’
As the ’Swordsman’ furrowed his brow and his body just wanted to retreat, over a dozen silk threads had already sprung from Gao Gong’s fingers, blocking him from all directions, forcing the ’Swordsman’ to reveal tangible blade light on both forearms, ready to strike.
However, he suddenly saw a pair of eyes, a pair of crimson eyes.
An icy, sticky sensation instantly enveloped his entire body, and he had no other feeling in his brain, except fear.
’This chanical monster can interfere with the chemical substances within ?’
If the terrifying image during Biological Transformation, the ’Swordsman’ had seen images ten tis or a hundred tis more terrifying than the opponent’s, but the terrifying image was one thing, pure fear was another, just like the ’natural enemies’ in the animal kingdom; this was not rely a food chain relationship, but rather a mutual interference and influence on a genetic level during the long process of evolution.
And constructs are a dangerous kind of modification targeted at the genetic level of carbon-based creatures.
With a swift ’swish,’ the ’Swordsman’ was struck, nearly split in half.
However, just like the two earlier individuals, he still didn’t die, even the split muscles and bones of his body were actively self-assembling; for beings of this caliber, relying solely on physical attacks made it increasingly difficult to kill them.
But due to the superpower traits, his recovery speed was much slower compared to the ’giant’ and ’thin monkey.’
Having anticipated this, Gao Gong’s left hand shot out suddenly, grabbing the opponent’s neck and lifting him up, a faint black glove erged on the chanical palm, and as this glove appeared, a large number of black lines began to spread upward from the neck as the center.
During this process, the other Martial Gods were not without attacks.
But Gao Gong had almost beco indistinguishable as a human form, with the Möbius Ring, tal Lotus, puppet silk threads, and fingers, along with the scythes of varying sizes transforming at any mont, each part of the body turned into a weapon, let alone delivering critical hits, even causing normal damage was difficult.
So, until the black lines completely enveloped the ’Swordsman’s’ head, the ’Pseudo Martial Gods’ couldn’t rescue their comrade.
And then, the ’Swordsman’ died, his corpse stiffened, and was flung to the ground, emitting a corpse stench inappropriate for this ti.
On Gloves, a special weapon, unique in its granting of ordinary attribute boosts while also possessing imdiate fatality, the longer the opponent is controlled, the greater the death probability.
And with that, the opponent died.
Helena’s face changed color.
The high level executives in the ’Chat Group’ also changed color.
Too strange!
Too powerful!
Even those Martial Gods with famous reputations, facing the attacks of over a dozen ’S-level Mutants,’ likely wouldn’t accomplish sothing like this.
A large amount of tal materials were summoned, piled into a mountain, and hurled at the opponent.
But with a gesture from Gao Gong, the tal mountain flew back toward the enemies.
A mutant with a porcupine-like superpower suddenly transford his hair into long spikes, instantly darting a hundred ters, piercing the opponent through the back.
However, the opponent’s body directly transford into golden mist, rushing at him, spreading tallic toxicity that ’froze’ the opponent, and the scythe blade arm followed closely, its endless blade light quickly slicing the opponent into minced at.
Invisibility, divine power, spiritual manipulation, these capabilities that were previously unstoppable proved ineffective towards the opponent.
Even though Gao Gong’s level wasn’t high, with so many task rewards accumulating, having dual rewards for carbon-based and chanical aspects had already stacked his negative resistance to the brim.
Yet most crucially, the enemies surprisingly found that the S-level mutants, when facing him, couldn’t exert full force, their strength at most brought out 40 or 50%.
And that was already considered a pretty good condition.
’What kind of chanical transformation is this, how is it so strong?’
’Strength isn’t the key, the key is the capability of the biological group Transforrs, their abilities were weakened.’
’How could that be?’
’Did you not notice, when they were exchanging blows, their movents were distorted, abilities went out of control, and even during facial analysis, it was clearly noticeable that several of them were terrified.’
’Fear? Haven’t they removed even the most basic emotions?’
’Luckily they have numbers.’
Many ants can bite an elephant to death, let alone these ’60-level ants,’ the re 30-level gap in levels reduced at least a third of the ’racial oppression’ created by the construct.
Moreover, although due to the construct, all big moves had beco basic attacks, the basic attacks of a level 60 boss were nonetheless very painful.
Gao Gong’s blood volu was descending rapidly, even ’damage recovery’ had dropped by 50%, turning into 200%.
He was left with just two lives.
This has already touched the bottom line for Gao.
Even though he wants to hone himself, honing is one thing, seeking death is another. Creating a ’Life and Death Peril Realm’ without actually putting himself in peril is sothing probably only a certain madwoman can do.
’Brother, should I step in?’
A concerned voice of Gao Yuanyuan suddenly rang in Gao Gong’s ear.
’Don’t rush, your brother can still take a bit of fun.’
Dozens of ’Iaijutsus’ slashed down along with the scythe. Amidst the continuous sound bursts, Gao Gong engraved the ’Iaijutsu’ into the Möbius Ring, thus transforming it into the perpetual motion version of ’Twisted Iaijutsu’.
A S-Level ’Pseudo Martial God’ could still withstand the forr.
But this blade ring that constantly revolves, entangles, and twists, this ’Pseudo Martial God’ couldn’t withstand it. Blood volu decreased ten thousand by ten thousand, flesh ground to mince, bones ground to powder, blood into plasma, brain matter into bean paste.
The body was directly dismantled.
[You have comprehended Tier 2 skill ’Möbius Blade Ring’]
However, Gao Gong didn’t have ti to look at the skill attributes. He quickly opened the panel, adding up the experience points from killing four ’Pseudo Martial Gods’ along with so previously stored experience, leading to ten consecutive ’ding ding’ sounds.
Gao Gong leveled up ten tis consecutively.
After reaching Tier 2, attribute points were especially generous, with all attributes increased by about 30 points, and Intelligence even broke through 200 points, temporarily popping up an option box.
But these things were not to be considered during battle.
Upon leveling up ten tis, not only did his nearly depleted blood volu refill, but it also increased significantly.
’Pseudo Martial Gods’ were instantly shocked; after battling for so long, the opponent’s aura did not diminish but rather intensified, becoming more dangerous. Caught unprepared, Gao Gong killed three more.
Fortunately, a ’group’ that was pursuing Gao Gong earlier returned and joined the encircling battle, otherwise, Gao Gong might have broken them down single-handedly.
’Brother, your body is sick.’
Gao Yuanyuan’s voice rang once again in Gao Gong’s ear.
Gao Gong naturally understood what this ant.
The back of his head was covered with a layer of crimson, red sprouting into buds, the buds forming into a layer of mince, in that mince, a tiny slit appeared, this ’slit’ tearing open Gao Gong’s tal skull.
The Biochemical Brain Machine appeared!
’I was wondering what your plan was; turns out it’s ’artificial organs.’
From the beginning of wandering around with the Host Brain, Gao Gong was puzzled because on this planet there were far more chanical Transforrs and Bionic n than normal humans. If you can only transform ’organisms,’ then your ’brain infrastructure’ scope is too limited.
But neither he nor the Host Brain had any issues.
Moreover, their performance wasn’t remotely like those infected by a virus.
Gao Gong had speculated that perhaps this virus wasn’t that strong in the short term, and needed to evolve through a biological computer.
But now it seems, the virus might not be as strong, yet it wasn’t weak either. It just entered a dormant period rather than didn’t infect.
And now, it has erupted.
As the ’Brain-Machine’ unfolded, Gao Gong’s consciousness suddenly beca hundreds of tis heavier.
And the ’Pseudo Martial Gods’ once again sensed that the opponent had weakened.
Unfortunately, it didn’t last long.
’Yuanyuan, surgery.’
’Okay.’
With Gao Yuanyuan’s voice, Gao Gong’s back head suddenly felt cold, and by the ti he ca to his senses, the back of his head was once again bare.
Virus resolved.
Though only seconds later, the sticky sensation flooded back on the back of his head.
’Night Shift Ward,’ surgery comnced once again.
Brain-machine virus implantation
Excision
Re-implantation
Re-excision
Further implantation
Further excision
...
The number of these encounters might even exceed the number of tis Gao Gong acted.
After an unknown number of ’operations,’ part of Gao Gong’s consciousness gradually emptied, arriving once again in front of an ’Electronic Defense Wall.’
Across the glass-like ’Electronic Defense Wall’ stood a person with familiar features.
Undoubtedly, this is Gao Gong’s organism, even clearer than last ti.
The two gazed at each other, and finally, ’Gao Gong’ suddenly spoke.
"How did you manage to do it?"
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