5-star artifact?!!
Lear’s heart skipped a beat, and his eyes turned extrely fervent.
This severed finger is a 5-star artifact?!
This is freaking aweso, right?!!
And although this severed finger has only two skills, the second skill, Power of Annihilation, can directly kill enemies within 200 ters.
It made his scalp tingle.
This is just unreasonable.
No matter the strength or ferocity of the enemy.
It can directly kill the opponent...
Is this the power of the chanical puppets that slaughter divine spirits?
It’s unimaginable how powerful it would be if it were intact!
He reached out and touched it, a unique tallic chill spread through him.
His heart was filled with joy.
Suddenly, he thought whether the Master of Stench and Flies, that demigod, could withstand the Power of Annihilation?
Even if the opponent is a demigod, taking a direct hit, it’s likely to leave him half-dead.
The subtle worry about that demigod in his heart was instantly swept away.
Feeling relieved!!
If he could obtain a few more such treasures, the Master of Stench and Flies would be like a lamb to the slaughter!
He must admit, he’s now filled with appreciation for the goblins.
This once-glorious civilization deserved to be so powerful. If they could leave more things for him, it would be perfect.
After he took the finger, with a click~ the building quietly ascended again, the ceiling closed, leaving no trace.
At the sa ti, rumble~
A passage ahead slowly rose.
Seeing this, Lear let out a breath.
He turned to look behind him.
"Cyclops, take this finger!"
"No matter what happens, do not lose it!"
The Cyclops imdiately responded, curiously stepping forward to carry the severed finger.
Just one fingertip was half his height, leaving him a bit dejected.
He was still too weak, after all.
The Dark Night Elf saw this and curiously observed; clearly, it was a precious treasure that the lord valued so much.
But if Lear didn’t speak, no one dared to ask more questions.
To be safe, he also arranged for 5 Bubble Beasts to accompany the Cyclops. In case of danger, protecting the severed finger is the priority.
After arranging everything, Lear, in high spirits, gave the order.
"Continue exploring!"
He now had higher expectations for this relic.
In such a short ti, he had already acquired a 5-star artifact. If this continues, could he find a divine artifact inside?
Entering the fourth passage, there were no more reliefs; the goblin story had entirely ended in the last passage.
Soon, the troops passed through the passage into the fourth hall.
The mont they entered, Lear’s heart tightened.
This hall was still filled with various chanical refuse and rust everywhere.
But most striking were the seven grotesque creatures standing in the center, a fusion of machine and flesh—
These creatures stood over 4 ters tall, their lower bodies entirely amputated, replaced by six inverted-hooked limbs.
At the chanical joints, sharp blades were embedded, clearly made for battle.
Interestingly, their upper bodies were of flesh, rging both elent.
Furthermore, six chanical arms were sewn onto their bodies, each holding a heavy battle saber.
There was an indescribable sense of strangeness and ferocity.
But the aura emitted by these monsters was several tis stronger than other chanical puppets!
chanical Butcher, Level: 14, Potential: 4 Stars, Talent: chanical Fusion, it fuses flesh and machinery, giving the machine a flesh-activated ability while the flesh gains the machine’s tenacity and repairable traits...
Lear’s gaze intensified.
Level 14!!
And there were seven of them!
More critically, these monsters weren’t the most powerful chanical puppet king ntioned by the intelligence system.
Which ans, the enemies they’ll face later will be even stronger!
His expression grew grave.
In contemplation, he glanced at the Flesh Butcher beside him.
"Radina... go test their strength."
Currently, the strongest under his command was the divine life, Flesh Butcher.
The chanical finger, although it had the Power of Annihilation, could only be used once a day.
Moreover, it made the target disappear, leaving nothing after killing the enemy.
That felt like a loss, as such, without necessity, it wouldn’t be used lightly.
Upon receiving the order, this headless, three-ter-tall stitched life wielding a flesh and blood war axe advanced with large strides.
As it approached within a hundred-ter range, the eyes of those chanical Butchers imdiately lit up.
Filled with scarlet warning.
"Warning, enemy intrusion detected, clear the target imdiately!"
Click~ Click~
The chanical puppets wouldn’t talk nonsense; once triggered, the massive chanical limbs began to move, charging straight at the Flesh Butcher.
This was the first ti this divine life collided with a life form of a higher level than itself.
Instantly, both parties were engaged in a fierce battle.
The foremost chanical Butcher violently swung its saber, while the Flesh Butcher gripped the war axe with both hands, slashing brutally.
Clang~
The sound of tal clashing erupted.
Sparks flew in all directions.
The chanical puppet only sensed a terrifying force, uncontrollably stepping back a few paces.
Yet, chanical life had no fear or emotions, and six arms gripped swords, attacking again.
In the terrifying collision, sparks erupted densely at the forefront.
Both were heavy armor warriors, their slaying was bold and powerful.
The Flesh Butcher also found rare enjoynt in the fight, each axe strike more violent than the last!
But the happy mont was fleeting; other chanical Butchers surrounded it, starting a group assault.
The Flesh Butcher imdiately grew a bit angry, not wanting one-on-one, playing these tactics?!
His body suddenly beca ethereal, disappearing without a trace.
In the next mont, a chanical Butcher on the outermost area only felt sothing present above its head, instinctively looking up.
It then saw the Flesh Butcher with its war axe held high, fiercely slashing down.
"Warning! Warning!!"
The rigid words in its mouth suddenly beca urgent.
Its arms instinctively raised the weapon to block.
But at that mont, within the Flesh Butcher, an inviolable divine, overwhelming power erupted, surging like a mountain.
Its aura soared tenfold.
Slice~
The war axe trailed shadows, slashing down vertically.
Bang~
The chanical Butcher couldn’t evade in ti, its head exploding instantly, splattering black blood everywhere.
The aftermath continued, the war axe slashing into its belly, wrecking half its body.
A nauseating stench wafted through the air.
Instant kill!!
The sudden change in attack rhythm by the Flesh Butcher directly took down a Level 14 chanical Butcher.
And the speed was so swift, so fierce!
Initially worried, Lear at the back was instantly filled with enthusiasm.
His inner worries were entirely washed away.
Divine life, this is really divine life!!
It should be so domineering, ferocious, arrogant!!
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