If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 707 The god of live streaming is seeking death
"Form transformation~~"

"Particles are released~~"

"Deep Sea Hunter Form!"

The special transformation effects released by the killer whale loudspeaker were captured by the God of Live Broadcasting's artifact, and spread to thousands of households in an instant. The God of Live Broadcasting also seemed to have caught some big news, and plunged in without caring about other contestants. , flew directly over the killer whale, and took a sharp photo of this handsome body——

"He can actually add sound effects to himself. He is indeed the player that Kami-chan is optimistic about. However, the God of Hunting meets the deep-sea hunter. This matchup is interesting!"

"What fun! God of live broadcast! Move the camera immediately, and the next one cannot be broadcast!"

The voice of the God of Competition suddenly sounded in the mind of the God of Live Broadcasting. The God of Live Broadcasting was stunned. Before he could say anything more, the mecha had already rushed in front of the God of Hunting. Even though his muscles had expanded several times, he was still no taller. The three to four meter hunting god faced a 13 meter giant, and the visual impact caused by the physical difference was instantaneous.

Seeing the rapidly filling barrages on the screen and the power of faith pouring into the divine fire, the God of Live Broadcasting immediately said:

"What can't be broadcast? I undertook the live broadcast project just to wait for such a big event. Now that the big event has appeared, you say it can't be broadcast?!"

"Their attributes overlap, and the God of Hunting is not the main God! It really can't be broadcast!"

The God of Competition still persuaded him earnestly, but the God of Live Broadcasting seemed to have not heard it at all. He even pulled several drones around him and even asked his subordinate God, the God of Late Stage, to help match the passionate bgm.

"You will regret it!" The furious voice of the God of Competition echoed in the mind of the God of Live Broadcasting, but the God of Live Broadcasting had been overwhelmed by the endless power of faith and said righteously:
"I am the god of live broadcasts! All live broadcasts must obey me! Kids, shoot for me!"

Although many gods have realized the seriousness of the problem at this time, the main god itself symbolizes the highest share of authority. The god of live broadcast is the main god. In the field of live broadcast, no one can stop her from insisting on broadcasting. program!

The God of Competition blistered at the corner of his mouth anxiously. Seeing that the God of Live Broadcasting was not getting enough, he immediately sent a message to the God of Hunting in a very unsportsmanlike manner. After all, sportsmanship is sportsmanship. If it is not written in the rules, he does not break the rules!
"God of Hunting, the opponent's characteristics overlap with yours, hurry up!"

The God of Hunting's eyes gleamed with blood as he used his hunting knife to open his iron fist. The voice of the God of Competition suddenly sounded in his mind, but he ignored it completely.

It's not that he is very confident, but at this moment, the reminder from the God of Competition is already too late!
His body has begun to have divinity being ripped out of his body. If he runs away, the best result is that there will be another hunting-type god.

He is not the main god, and having multiple slave gods means that he is likely to be completely swallowed up, which is something he cannot tolerate.

The hunting knife in his hand was thrown out with all his strength, and the God of Hunting was already cornered within a few minutes of the official start of the God's Choice Arena.

He completely abandoned the restraint of the ancient gods. As an ancient being born at the beginning of civilization, his authority continued to decline with the progress of civilization. He could only strengthen his existence by relying on the four-year feast of the God's Chosen Gladiator.

But now, he has to expose some less pleasing methods!
The originally perfect muscle groups began to undergo changes, his limbs began to lengthen, his neck began to bend, his mouth began to stretch, and the top of his head became somewhat protruding.

The vivid transformation from man to beast makes people feel a bit chilly. "Ouch!"

It roared like a beast and exploded. Before the killer whale mecha in the form of a deep-sea hunter could even react to what was happening, a large piece of armor had been torn off its left arm, and the damaged electromagnetic muscle bundle inside made a beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep. There was a sound, and there was even more current ejecting.

The God of Hunting who did all this has now completely transformed into a monster that looks like a mixture of a jackal, an ape, and a cheetah. It holds armor plated with a strange coating in its mouth. Even if its teeth crack and blood spurts out, The feeling of oppression from the predator has never faded.

"You're surprised, right? But that's what the God of Hunting is like!"

The God of Live Broadcasting gives full play to her role as a commentator, activating the power of on-and-off commentary to popularize science to the audience:
"Although the God of Hunting has been looking like a human hunter for nearly a thousand years, you must know that 'hunting' has never been a concept since the birth of human civilization! The existence of the God of Hunting is far earlier than civilization, and far older than Humans are earlier, and the moment the beast initially developed intelligence, it was already born!”

As the God of Live Broadcast's declaration ended, time began to move again. The armor that was torn off from the God of Hunting's mouth melted in an instant, and a layer of light gray luster appeared on the ferocious body like a strange giant beast—— That is the unique color of the surface coating of the killer whale mecha.

Since the machine in front of him is tearing the power of [Hunter] from him, then he should crush it with pure [Hunting], turn all the prey into his own flesh and blood, and achieve his own power.

The ancient and wild temperament spurted out, and the killer whale mecha suddenly trembled. No, it was not a tremor, but an uncontrollable shaking in the high-speed impact that was difficult to catch with the naked eye!

"What!" Seeing the God of Hunting bite off pieces from the mecha's body one by one, the God of Live Broadcasting couldn't help but show a look of disappointment on his face, spread his hands, and said in a voice lacking in passion:
"The so-called hunting means catching prey. As one of the most primitive survival behaviors at the top of the food chain, its essence is to turn the enemy's flesh and blood into nutrients for one's own growth. Therefore, the God of Hunting is using the predator mecha at this time. If player Feng Xue doesn't think of a way to gain the ability of this mecha, he will lose...Kami-chan doesn't want such a shameful favored person."

Listening to the God of Live Broadcast's live broadcast, which lacked ups and downs, Feng Xue in the cabin raised the corners of her mouth.

Although on the self-check screen of the machine, the machine body has begun to be marked red in large areas, but he did verify his conjecture——

Now that he has become a "human", he also has the ability to tear off matching [powers] and [tags] from other monsters like people in this world!

It's just that compared to outsiders like them, the labels and powers possessed by the gods of this world are more stable. This may be because these labels themselves originate from ordinary people in this world, or they may have been reinforced by rituals, but regardless of No matter what, this state is only stable, not unshakable.

To achieve this goal, what is needed is some kind of homogeneous characteristics!
"Once you understand the principle, there's no need to pretend!"

Feng Xue looked at the God of Hunting, who was getting faster and faster, getting bigger and bigger, and had even begun to bite the light wings sprayed by the killer whale, but he was controlling the broken body and assuming a fighting posture.

It's obviously a basic waist-sinking horse, but the sense of crisis even goes beyond the monster-like posture of the God of Hunting.

"Eh? Is there any backup plan?" The God of Live Broadcasting had originally planned to start looking for the next target, but her power told her at this moment -

The big scene is coming!

(End of this chapter)