Creation of All People: I Create a World of Weird Talk

Chapter 203 I'm Not A Man

Shen Hui was still a little surprised when he saw such a large number of undead.

These are all real combat power.

According to most of the normal creation world.

A worldview scaled up that has a lot of created biological units is perfectly fine.

There are not even hundreds of thousands, but millions.

But that doesn't mean it's combat power.

The structure of a world view is very complicated, and most of them are ordinary creatures created and multiplied to expand the world view.

They are also the foundation of worldview architecture.

It's like a supernatural world, except for the hero units actively created by the Creator.

The rest of the supernatural powers will be born from ordinary humans, that is, awakening supernatural powers.

And the probability is naturally related to the level of the world.

Even the tens of thousands of humans in the steam civilization in the dusty world of death cannot be counted as combat power now.

It is just to allow the world view of the dead world to develop on its own.

Even the Zerg system world, known for its quantity, has a large number of worker insects used to collect resources.

And the opponent's undead system, the whole people are fighting.

Moreover, the worlds of creation that both parties are developing now are based on the real world.

Not all of them have fully unfolded and descended, which means that the actual number in the opponent's creation world is far greater than the current one.

This is also the characteristic of the undead system world. The only disadvantage is that most undead creatures are not very intelligent, or even have no intelligence.

The opponent is indeed very strong, but Shen Hui also has an advantage, that is, the scope of the creation world that descends far exceeds the opponent.

It means that more strength can be exerted!
Shen Hui's figure turned into a black mist and began to drift away with the wind, completely merging with the world of death.

Moreover, this black mist grows when the wind blows, and its scope becomes larger and larger, covering the sky and the sun, and drifting towards the army of undead.

Huang Lingheng looked at Shen Hui's side, but no biological units appeared.

A little confused.

"Sure enough, it is a very special world, and there are not a large number of combat units."

"Could it be in that fog?"

Huang Lingheng naturally felt the goodness of that mist.

Ever since his own creation world overlapped with Shen Hui's creation world.

The whole space has been filled with an ominous, instinctively disturbing feeling.

It seems to have merged with the air and with all substances.

Even more uneasy than the breath of death in the world of the undead.

There is no doubt that if you stay in this atmosphere for a long time, problems will definitely arise.

This also made Huang Lingheng unable to bear the doubts.

Isn't the unit of combat power developed by Shen Hui's world of creation not created creatures, but the world itself?

But then he laughed at his own idea.

And the next scene also confirmed his initial thought that there was indeed a problem in the black mist.

When the black mist completely covered the place where the undead army was located.

Phantoms of different terrains or buildings appeared.

Withered woods, dilapidated houses...

Sadako, Pig-headed Butcher, Tomie, Siren Head, Slender Ghost, and Hate appeared one after another.

The temperature in the air suddenly dropped sharply, and a delicate atmosphere began to spread in the air.

The fire of soul dancing on Huang Lingheng's undead army began to flicker violently, as if blowing in a strong wind, and it felt like it might be extinguished at any time.

Looking at these things that suddenly appeared, I don't know if they should be called creatures.

Shock was written all over Huang Lingheng's face.

"All of them are hero units, and the quality of heroes is not low, and there are even heroes of perfect quality!"

"Not just one, but three!!"

Huang Lingheng was the first person who created a world with a higher level than Shen Hui, and then came into direct contact with Shen Hui.

He instantly felt the qualities of these emerging heroes.

For a creator who has just reached the fifth level of the creation world, being able to create a hero with perfect quality is simply a blessing from heaven.

And Shen Hui actually has three heroes with perfect qualities.

This is simply not human!
And even more inhuman, he didn't even feel that there were ordinary to high-level heroes among them.

"If he didn't hide the heroes from common to high quality, wouldn't the heroes he created from the beginning not be lower than the rare quality?!"

The upper limit can also be said to be luck, but the lower limit shows real ability.

Huang Lingheng was sour, and felt that he was not here to let Shen Hui complete the ceremony, but to find something unpleasant.

Never thought that there is such a talent or luck?Even when investigating Shen Hui's information, they didn't know anything about it.

Still so low-key, if it was him, he would have already publicized it.

But the surprise was the surprise, Huang Lingheng was also very confident in his own world of the undead.

"With this amount, hasn't he built ordinary units?"

"Hmph, but the strength gap between us cannot be made up with hero units."

An army of hundreds of thousands of undead fought against a few heroes.

The war is about to start.

These undead units waved the weapons in their hands, and the more advanced ones used undead spells to launch attacks one after another.

And the hero units on Shen Hui's side were full of cold bloodthirsty feeling.

Sadako's figure was erratic, the pig-headed butcher sharpened his knife, and a large number of devil pigs rushed out of the dilapidated slaughterhouse.

Fu Jiang has begun to split and proliferate in death, and Siren Head's huge body and terrifying power have begun to attack.

The tentacles on the back of the slender ghost directly extend infinitely, shuttling through the battlefield like a humanoid spider.

The abomination crazily stuffed these nearby skeletons into the gaping mouth of his body.

This kind of frontal contact combat is not Shen Hui's advantage.

Moreover, the opponent's undead creatures, just because of their low intelligence, were affected by various negative emotions to a minimum.

But despite the large number of opponents, there are only so many undead that can attack at the same time.

At most, after the death of an undead, the undead outside can immediately make up for it, so as to achieve a seamless connection and form a positive human sea tactic.

But the purpose of Shen Hui is to procrastinate.

The battle continues.

Although Huang Lingheng's world level was higher than Shen Hui's, these undead as ordinary units were not weak.

But Shen Hui's hero unit also slaughtered a lot of undead.

A large number of white bones piled up on the ground, and with the battle or without the protection of the soul fire, they were directly turned into powder in the decaying breath.

Huang Lingheng frowned slightly, not because he was distressed by the death of his undead.

But felt tricky.

His purpose is not to kill the dusty world of creation, so the battle is reserved.

He just wanted to severely injure all of Shen Hui's heroes so that they could be released from their descent and return to the world of creation.

But these heroes of his, not to mention those who are immune to specific types of attacks, some of them are obviously seriously injured.

But it can be reborn directly!

(End of this chapter)