Global Gods: Start with a lottery system

The cyan fragments flew into the back of the swollen colossus as if they were alive. The deep cyan and decaying white blended with each other. Xu Yi suddenly lost control of the swollen colossus.

At the same time, the entire stone pier began to shake violently, and large blocks of stone collapsed inward, swallowing up the tiny figure of the fourth-order colossus...

The boulders collapse and scatter, revealing the secrets buried deep inside.

It was a huge white full-body armor that was ten meters high. The material was fine and smooth, and there was nothing in the huge pointed white helmet!

Each of its arms was connected to a set of chains, and a strange incantation as black as ink began to spread upwards from the joints of the chains, covering most of the armor's body.

At the other end of the chain were two skinny old men. Their bodies were also covered in black spells, but these spells, including those that spread over most of the armor, were fading rapidly.

Under the loud noise that shook the sky, the crisp claps were easily buried. The dark shadow in the distance inspired a spell scroll, and it appeared here again, the detection spell!

【God (Magical Construct)】

[Attributes] Strength 4.0, Agility 2.4, Constitution 4.8, Intelligence 4.2, Perception 2.4, Charisma 1.5

[Expertise] Trickery Seal lv3,? ? ?

Xu Yi frowned when his detection technique encountered an unanalyzable creature for the first time. The evil creature couldn't help but remind Xu Yi of the ominous passage under the God's Domain that led directly to the south, and what he saw when he first established the forest. We arrived at the black forest between the wasteland border and the lush green forest.

This sorcerer construct named God is the strongest that Xu Yi has seen so far in terms of attributes alone. It is definitely the best among the fourth-level creatures. The dark shadow is definitely no match, but the swollen colossus is contending with the cyan energy. , even the properties cannot be viewed.

As the spell faded, the eyelids of the two skinny old men began to tremble slightly, and the dark shadow also turned its sight to the two of them, using the detection technique:

【Infected Person】

[Attributes] Strength 3.9, Agility 3.2, Constitution 3.8, Intelligence 1.2, Perception 1.8, Charisma 1.1

【Expertise】? ? ?

【parasite】

[Attributes] Strength 2.1, Agility 1.8, Constitution 3.9, Intelligence 3.7, Perception 1.4, Charisma 3.5

【Expertise】? ? ?

After confirming with their eyes, they were all people who could not be beaten for the time being. A huge boulder fell, slamming the dark shadow into the ground, leaving only a crack in the stone with black gas coming out. The shadow energy faded a little, but Xu Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "The ethnic groups are fighting, and the foreign enemies are inciting them." Everyone should be here.

It would be a good choice for him to avoid it first...

Losing the restraints of the spell, the two old men easily broke the iron chain, their eyes widened in anger, and they almost shouted angrily at the same time: "God!!!" × 2

The skin of the infected old man swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. His body was still a little stooped, but his body became muscular and filled with an explosive sense of power.

Countless white threads shot out from the wrists of the old parasitic man. When they came into contact with the air, they filled and expanded, devouring each other, and finally turned into a huge multiplier seven meters high, while he himself looked even shriveled.

The infected person shot out with a force of his feet and rushed towards the huge construct Celestial God. The huge multiplier was just one step behind him.

The distance of a chain between the two was instantly crossed. The spell on the god's body obviously faded much slower, and he was still unable to move.

Jumping high, the old man punched out, and there was a crisp sound in the air, as if being torn apart by the punch. It hit the god's half-raised hand that was holding the chain tightly, and a huge crack spread upwards.

The old man retreated far away under the reaction force. Under this blow, most of the spells on the god's body also quickly dissipated.

But the huge proliferator followed closely behind, knocking the god down hard with its huge body, and then [Acid Spray Level 5]!

The strong acidic liquid covered the surface of the god's body, making a slight sizzling sound, and a burst of unpleasant white smoke floated up.

The remaining half of the spell also completely dissipated.

The helmet that was emitting white smoke shook, and his arms were quickly held in front of his chest.

[Holy Sword Technique]!

A huge sword emitting golden light appeared where the hands were intertwined. The intact left arm held the sword and swung it forward fiercely. With the blessing of huge power and a strong burning effect of sacred attributes, the multiplier was smitten by everything. For two, there seemed to be countless white substances squirming around the wound, but it was blocked by the sacred energy and burned until it was charred black.

Before the attack was finished, he raised his hands slightly, and a series of carvings on the god's chest lit up. Three black clouds gradually expanded from the size of a fist to one and flew forward.

[Death Cloud Technique]×3

[Death Cloud Spell] Level 5 spell. Create a black poisonous cloud centered on a point within your range that fills a 6-meter space. Those in the fog will make a physical check. If the check fails, they will suffer 20 points of poisonous damage. If the save is successful, the damage will be reduced by half.

The highly toxic attribute has an excellent effect on proliferators. Wherever the poison is damaged, the cells automatically proliferate and divide, but this once again increases the contact surface with the poisonous mist, resulting in the loss of more vitality.

The multiplier, which was cut into two halves, one large and one small, struggled to crawl away from the poisonous fog. However, the God who stood up raised his sword and slashed it into three pieces. Under the erosion of the dual attributes of holiness and poison, the division of cells was severely restricted.

The two pieces of the proliferator that were cut off were still two huge irregular white lumps of flesh, and even their symbolic mouthparts could not be differentiated.

When he was about to cut down again, the god's left leg suddenly received a huge force, and his body tilted and flew into the air under the huge force.

It was the infected who rushed over like a gust of wind and punched out. The same amount of power, on a small creature, was more amazing, and the power brought by the small force point was more concentrated.

The attack of the god who had completely lost his balance did not stop. As a construct, it was not panicked, and it was not able to concentrate. It still attacked sharply in the air and threw the holy sword in its hand. At the same time, two cross spells on the abdomen gradually lit up.

The multiplier, who was originally the head and was only more than two meters tall, was about to spit out a mouthful of acid, but was nailed by a flying holy sword, and the acid could no longer be spit out.

Then two huge cross-fire walls rose up, and the blazing flames covered the old man and the three multipliers.

[Holy Flame Cross Formation]!

A small figure emerged from the flames, his originally fair body half charred. He leaped high, put his elbows together, and smashed down fiercely, knocking down the god who had not yet completely fallen to the ground, and the place where he smashed down was exactly the place where the spell representing the [Holy Flame Cross Formation] was.

A small dent was smashed, and it seemed to cause a small crack around it.

It was just that the old man was floating in the air, without any leverage points, and his falling trajectory and speed were all within the calculation of the god. He raised his left hand slightly, and eight spells engraved from the wrist to the shoulder slowly lit up.

A colorful ray shot out and hit the half-charred infected old man.

[Rainbow Ray]!

[Rainbow Ray] 7th level spell. Shoot out eight colorful rays, each color represents a different attribute, and if there is any damage, it is 30 points. ① Red, fire damage. ② Orange, acid damage, ③ Yellow, lightning damage. ④ Green, toxic damage. ⑤ Blue, cold damage. ⑥ Indigo, petrification judgment. ⑦ Purple, blindness judgment. The eighth is a random color, each color can be exempted by the constitution, and if the exemption is successful, only half of the damage will be taken/immune to abnormal status.

Among the eight rays shot this time, the extra one is also purple.

After the body was penetrated by the rays and five attributes were damaged, the old man could not completely resist the remaining three abnormal judgments. His lower body was completely petrified, and his eyes filled with anger also lost their spirit.

The broken body fell like a dead tree, and the infected tribe was defeated!

After releasing all the parasites cultivated in his body, the old parasite was left with only skin and bones, and the broken body seemed to fall down when the wind blew.

When he saw that he had been an enemy for a lifetime, invincible for more than ten years, and his opponent or old friend who stood on the same front after being sealed for decades fell down, he also felt more sad in his heart. The lips and teeth are cold, and the holy objects have disappeared. What else can stop the ultimate creation of the evil clan!

The construct has no emotions. Perhaps after it seizes the holy object, all that is left for the two tribes is a massacre.

The old man's thin legs are slightly bent, as if he can no longer bear his thin body. He staggers forward a few steps, approaching the edge of the Death Cloud. With a slight sigh, his arms and right leg turned into countless white filaments, which split into three strands and rushed towards the multiplier that was cut into three parts.

With only one leg left and unable to support his body, the old parasite sat back and looked into the fog with a gloomy look.

These three strands of filaments have pure energy, and only consume a tiny part of themselves to reach their destination.

With the injection of three strands of pure cell energy, the multiplier immediately resisted the erosion of the Death Cloud, differentiated except for the terrifying mouthparts, and even swallowed the flames of the [Holy Flame Cross Formation] that were still burning on the surface of the body under the surging white matter.

The cells of the proliferator pierced by the holy sword continued to proliferate and swallowed the holy sword. The proliferator that was cut into three parts re-differentiated into three giant proliferators of five meters. While the pure energy could still provide blessings, it attacked the god lying on the ground, biting his legs with two heads and his left arm with one head!

Three mouthfuls of acid sprayed, polluting the spells engraved on the three limbs of the god.

The counterattack of the god also came immediately, and a circle of spells around his neck flashed, [Abidach Withering]!

[Abidach Withering] 8th level spell. Extract water vapor from all creatures within 6 meters of the self, constructs and undead creatures are not affected, while plants and water elements have advantages in judgment. Cause 40 points of dark erosion damage, Constitution immunity is successful, and the damage is halved.

At the same time, it stood up forcefully and threw the three multipliers back into the Death Cloud. The dark damage exhausted the pure energy that the old man had exchanged for his limbs, and beat the multipliers back to the half-dead state of erosion.

Putting his hands on his chest, overlapping, the light behind him flashed, [Holy Sword]!

Closing his eyes weakly, the old man's stiff back slowly lay back, the parasite tribe, defeated!

The Death Cloud spell on his chest was not destroyed. After the god chopped the multiplier with several consecutive swords until it could not recover, the data stream began to flash.

[Zeroth sequence rule, eliminating the crisis of oneself is achieved. ]

[First sequence rule, snatching the flower of the spirit is activated. ]

At this time, a soft sigh came from the side of a boulder, and a crisp high-handed sound rang out, which seemed particularly abrupt on the battlefield that had returned to silence.

[Captured the target, the flower of the spirit. 】

A two-meter-tall humanoid figure covered in cyan chips slowly walked out from the shadow of the boulder...