Words become gods: run away, this player is too scary

Chapter 181 The arrival of Cyric, the god of murder

Tentacles emerged from the trunks of the divine tree men, forming sharp spears that pierced the heads of the phantoms.

All greedy giant ant phantoms that are attacked will collapse instantly.

These tentacles kept twisting flexibly, tirelessly attacking all the greedy giant ant phantoms approaching the camp.

And Su Ke stood in the form of a dracolich above the head of the evil tree man.

His eyes were fixed on the cloud where Cyric's clone was.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the camp would have been destroyed.

It doesn't matter if the camp is destroyed, most of the natives of the Canglong tribe in the camp will die.

These indigenous races do not have the ability of players to escape, and there is no way to resurrect after death.

Most of the indigenous races here are fish people and tree people.

It is a superior race among his indigenous race people, and every aspect of it is very good.

Basically, they all have advanced professional level combat power, especially those Abyss Treants and Treant Herders.

They all possess Holy Spirit level strength.

These are Su Ke's treasures.

If they were lost, Su Ke would be sad for a long time.

The stronger these indigenous races are and the more devout their beliefs are, the higher the degree of faith they can provide.

The indigenous warriors here are all devout believers in the Canglong Totem.

After experiencing life and death battles, the degree of faith they provide every day has reached hundreds of times that of ordinary believers.

Su Ke would never allow anything to happen to them.

Su Ke glanced at a small team with Zhao Guolan as the core.

This is the only remaining player team still surviving on the battlefield.

He memorized Zhao Guolan's information.

Several high-level professional players can persist in this kind of battlefield for such a long time.

The potential of these players is very good.

He will ask Fu Mei to focus on taking care of these players to improve their strength as soon as possible.

If the dream energy had not been exhausted, he would even prepare to develop them into followers of his own evil god.

Zuko raised his head and gave a little thumbs up to Cyric's clone.

The skeleton-like body made extremely obscene movements towards Cyric's clone.

He does not have the ability to fly at high altitudes now, so he will definitely lose in an aerial battle.

If you want to defeat Cyric's clone, you must first lure him down.

Seeing Zuko's behavior, how could Cyric's clone endure such humiliation?

How dare a rotten dracolich dare to challenge the gods?
act recklessly!

He swooped down towards the camp, and a terrifying pressure surged to the extreme.

Under this terrible coercion, the aborigines, including the Holy Spirit-level abyss treants and treant herders, passed out one by one on the ground.

Zhao Guolan and several other players also fell down, their bodies twitching subconsciously, like fish that were about to suffocate due to lack of oxygen.

Horror, cold, cold sweat.

Zhao Guolan was stunned in front of the mobile phone screen.

The character in the game loses consciousness, but he still has the ability to think normally.

It's just that I was forced out of the thought control mode.

He saw these large blood-red characters appear on the screen of his mobile phone.

[Cyric, the god of murder, arrives and your game character loses consciousness. 】

[Your game character has died. 】

……

"Cyric, the god of murder?"

A true god?

A real god officially joins the fight?
Zhao Guolan felt worried.

Cyric added a touch of divine power to the pressure, which caused such a terrifying effect.

At this moment, the only people on the battlefield who still have their own consciousness are the Abominable Tree Man and Su Ke.

However, even the demi-god-level tree man's body is on the verge of collapse.

In order to avoid losing this item, Su Ke recycled the evil tree man.

He landed alone on the ground, and floating in the sky above him was the phantom godhead clone of Cyric, the god of murder.

Beside him were a large number of phantoms summoned again by the phantom godhead clones.

Without any hesitation, Su Ke activated the silver armor of the Hundred-Armed Giant and transformed into a god-level evil Hundred-Armed Giant.

boom--!
In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the huge body covered the sky and the sun.

The hundred-armed giant transformed by Su Ke is 100 meters tall and looks like a hill.

Su Ke took a deep breath, and the next moment a burst of divine power formed into a strong wind and blew towards the illusions on the ground.

All the illusions were blown dozens of meters away by Su Ke's breath. The body was completely unable to maintain its original state and collapsed into illusion energy again.

"Hundred-armed giant!"

"how come?"

The gods who were paying attention to the fighting here were shocked.

How could they not recognize the evil Hundred-Armed Giant?
Since the disappearance of the ancient gods, these evil deities have not left the place of exile.

Why would a hundred-armed giant appear in the Canglong tribe?

And he is also a hundred-armed giant with god-level combat power?
At this moment, no god will doubt the identity of the ancient god hidden behind the scenes of the Canglong tribe.

Although the gods also have the ability to control evil creatures.

But the only one who can control the god-level hundred-armed giant is the ancient god.

And he must be a particularly powerful ancient god.

At this moment, they no longer dared to take advantage of the Canglong tribe.

Many gods even gloated over Cyric's misfortune.

There are many gods who have thoughts about the Canglong tribe.

But he was the only one who really took action.

I wanted to eat the cake, but bit the discus instead.

Let's see how Cyric ends up.

Cyric had few friends.

Even in the dark pantheon there are enemies everywhere.

Seeing that he was about to suffer misfortune, none of the gods had the intention to save him.

The Dark God Miguel Carrero hesitated for a moment, but immediately gave up the plan.

Cyric has great potential.

But greater than his potential was his ambition.

To Miguel Carrero, the God of Darkness, these gods are nothing but knives in his hand.

Once the knife becomes ambitious, it is difficult to control it.

It would also be nice to be able to use this opportunity to hammer Cyric.

Cyric opened his mouth in disbelief and looked at the hundred-armed giant that Su Ke had transformed into.

But soon he sensed that the hundred-armed giant was in a strange state.

In his perception, this hundred-armed giant seemed unfamiliar with his own power.

If it were him, perhaps only one-tenth of the power would be needed to create the effect just now.

And this hundred-armed giant is not good at using divine power.

"Could it be said that... this hundred-armed giant is not an entity? It is transformed by some kind of prop?"

He suddenly thought of the strange light shining from the armor on Su Ke he had just seen.

"A piece of armor that can transform you into a god-level hundred-armed giant?"

His heart was suddenly filled with greed.

No matter how you look at it, such a thing is not ordinary.

If he can get it, it will definitely improve his strength significantly.

The incarnation of Cyric's phantom priesthood transformed into a hundred-meter-tall steel dragon.

(End of this chapter)