Global Gods: Start with a lottery system

The hot air balloon airship relied on the nothingness defense of the bandage man to rush straight into the heart of the wasteland, making the machine gun array that Xu Yi had arranged early almost ineffective.

After the machine gun swept down more than a dozen evil ghost hunters who couldn't wait to jump down, the airship landed, the hatch opened, and thousands of hunters rushed out and threw themselves into the gun array formed by the flesh and blood thugs.

But close combat is no longer the weakness of the blood machine family.

Before the transfer to the 21:1 time domain, Xu Yi had been in the wasteland for more than fifteen years, and the radiation round of the [leaked nuclear fission reactor] was still in the sixth round of eight-year radiation mutation.

Even so, the first batch of flesh and blood thugs had opened five mutation slots, and the subsequent biochemical family could not withstand the power of the void spirit, and the flesh and blood puppets transformed by flesh and blood debugging had generally opened four.

The blade light with the power of fire fell, but it fell on a bone armor covering the surface of the flesh and blood.

Mutation effect [bone plate] lv2!

The bone armor was broken, and the power of the flames burned a piece of black on the bones but could not hurt the inside. Only the sharp long knife broke through the bones and cut into a tiny wound.

The flesh thug reacted quickly, pulling out the fine steel short knife and slashing it backhand, cutting a deep wound on the right arm of the evil ghost hunter in the opposite position.

From the side, the sound of light machine guns was heard again, targeting the hunters in the back who had not yet entered the melee area.

These hunters tried their best to block a few bullets with their superb swordsmanship, and then fell down screaming in the continuous shooting.

[Self-healing] lv1!

The machine gun firing on the spot can also be combined with this passive mutation effect that can restore health by standing still.

Jay, Eckert, Quinn, and the patriarchs of the infected and parasite tribes, who were once powerful but are now just flesh puppets, all stood at the back of the crowd, firing a fatal revolver when they had the chance. They all mutated the passive range treatment of elite creatures, the [Flesh Aura], which occupies three mutation slots, and covered a total of five auras, greatly enhancing the overall survivability of the blood machine tribe.

On the metal wall of the fortress behind the battlefield, a druid poked his head out. The battlefield was still within the casting distance. Spells such as tree entanglement and regeneration appeared in an endless stream. The powerful auxiliary ability almost made the team invincible.

Until the bandages wrapped around the airship fell off one by one, and the last circle was wrapped up to form a human shape.

The S-level evil spirit bandage man took action!

Two Nepalese sabers were attached with sharp wind energy, and the body rushed forward and slashed with two swords.

A flesh-and-blood thug tried to block with a saber, but saw the two swords dim and crossed with the saber. In the stunned eyes of the flesh-and-blood thug, the sword light condensed again and cut through the bone armor and cut two huge wounds on his body, while the saber passed through the gap of the bandage, and it seemed that it did not cut anything.

The whole body is nihilistic and will not be injured at all, and there is no defense in the bandage moves.

The body is about to move, but Zheng Guihao stopped him: "Leave it to me."

Then, the wings fluttered and floated up.

...

The sword light flashed again, and the flesh-and-blood thug's severely injured body could no longer dodge, but was pulled away by a pair of hands when it was about to hit him.

Looking up, he found that it was a first-level flesh-and-blood puppet whose body was far less strong than the second-level flesh-and-blood thug, and looked thin.

"Thank you for reincarnation. Although I don't understand your attack method, I will hold you back for now."

This not-so-strong body seemed to have magic power. The surrounding flesh-and-blood thugs pulled away the evil spirit hunters who were fighting with it, making room for this flesh-and-blood puppet.

The continuous flashes of the sword light were continuously dodged by this flesh-and-blood puppet with very small movements. Even this flesh-and-blood puppet could return a punch or a kick from time to time.

But the effect was not obvious. The bandage of this S-level evil spirit was only dented where it was kicked, but there was no real feeling of being hit.

Seeing this, the flesh-and-blood puppet no longer tried to attack, but just stalemate and delay with the bandaged man.

The surrounding situation was bad. The evil spirit hunters were quickly defeated by the endless breakthrough effects of the blood machine clan. In their past experience, they had seen many evil spirits that could produce bone armor or heal themselves, but they had never seen the blood machine clan with better equipment than hunters and more military-like cooperation.

The one-sided situation made the bandage man worried.

Seeing that the sword light was no longer decisive, the flesh and blood puppet immediately saw the opponent's retreat and immediately took effective measures: "I have led the infected clan to fight against others in the mist of the virtual spirit for decades. Even if I was reincarnated as this half-flesh and half-mechanized creature, I have never lost my skills. How can you, who can attack recklessly and fight with talent, win?"

This flesh and blood puppet was the old patriarch of the infected clan who was able to fight with the fourth-level gods in the original inheritance land and was seriously injured and transformed into a first-level flesh and blood puppet. However, he had not yet mastered the three firearms expertise and integrated the special tactics mastery level 1, so he could not advance to the flesh and blood thug.

Two wind blades slashed out from the knife, showing the bandage man's resentment, but the infected tribe leader still sensed the air flow and dodged.

As expected of a few decades of immersion in fighting skills, the biochemical tribe was once the strongest third-level creature.

The old infected tribe leader easily delayed for a while, and retreated into the crowd when the bandage man wanted to retreat for the second time.

"This kind of creature that has its own rules should be left to you, the incarnations of gods."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of eagle claws fell down and scattered a bandage, leaving some black stains on it. It was Zheng Guihao's eagle wing incarnation that arrived.

The scattered bandages quickly returned to their original form, but the little black stains could not be removed.

He held the knife in front of his chest, guarding against Zheng Guihao's next attack.

Zheng Guihao, however, seemed not to have seen it, and pounced from the front. Just as he was about to slash out with both swords to break his momentum, waves of weakness emerged, and dots of black stains formed on the bandage like ink smeared out. A black chain.

Divine magic, curse of weakness.

The movement of the knife was deformed, and Zheng Guihao's two claws, which lightly dodged sideways, left black stains on the four bandages again.

"It's really a strange attribute. Physical and wind energy damage have no effect. Only the curse effect of the incarnation can have some effect. It's fine."

The black chains quickly faded under the resistance of the bandaged man, and soon turned into a transparent gray, but four more bandages were already stained with black stains.

The two chains were catalytically formed, almost completely imprisoning the bandaged man, and Zheng Guihao easily left a large number of cursed black stains.

B+ level evil spirit versus S level evil spirit, B+ level wins!

"Damn, what a waste. I thought S-class was so awesome. I said my most powerful ability is flying. Damn it, how can a creature from a small plane define a god?"

"Huhuhu..."

This S-class evil spirit that can become virtual does not seem to be able to speak. It only expresses its dissatisfaction by making some strange whistling sounds when the airflow passes through the gap between the bandages.

After waving its wings and landing on the ground, Fatty wanted to drag it, but found that it had remained in a virtual state, and even the bandage could not touch it at all. If it weren't for the little black stains, there was no proof that it had ever been touched.

"Damn, you can't interfere with reality in this state. At worst, I'll just be spending time with you here!"