The muscles are tense, the blood is rushing, and thick black and red blood vessels cling to the surface of the muscles, and the bulging tendons are comparable to those of a python, wrapped around the reddish-brown skin.

The loose linen robe was burst and turned into strips of rags that hung loosely over the body.

The body is covered with a layer of short, thick, wild boar-like black hair, and the arms become thicker than the high-risk thighs, which are similar in size to the high-risk waist poles.

The chest trembled, and the constantly undulating pectoralis major muscle made a muffled sound of "dong dong dong", and the heartbeat was like the roar of a war drum that was beaten during war.

Tentacle-like muscles wriggled and wriggled like sprouts, and the cuts on the upper and lower bodies were covered with these disgusting things.

It's simply challenging the physiological limits of human beings, and his high-risk brows are jumping wildly, and he can't judge what kind of existence this piece of Cthulhu-like thing in front of him is.

After a while, the upper and lower bodies were glued together, and the worship god slowly stood up, tall and dangerous, standing in front of him, still half a meter in height.

At this moment, the image of the god of worship is completely different from the previous white-faced Xiaosheng, and he is simply a monster composed of muscles.

Except for the appearance of the blonde clergyman with the same head, the priest simply changed his body, turning into a war machine cast of copper and iron, and his flesh and blood swelled.

The scar on the waist that was cut through by the high-risk blood fighting technique was already small and almost invisible to the naked eye, and the granulations on the exposed part squirmed, bringing everything together, trembling and trembling, extremely disgusting.

In his stomach, he turned over the river and the sea, and he held back the desire to vomit at high risk, thinking: "The enemy can't kill you these days, but he can also think of a way to disgust you." ”

"Thank me God for giving me the strength to destroy my enemies." Although the appearance has changed, the essence of the sacrifice to the god has not changed, and he kneels reverently to thank his gods.

The prayer was comical, a man with a physique worthy of a tyrant, and a devout believer, though he did not know which god of the heavens he believed in.

Judging from the appearance, most of them are the evil gods of some evil spirit.

"What the hell, you've changed your head, phew, the murderer has changed?" Gao Wei was dumbfounded, not knowing what words to use to express his shock.

The change of the murderous demon sacrifice god may really only be explained by miracles.

"Long live my God!" The murderous roar of the god of worship, the impact of the air waves, the muscles stretched, and the eyes full of murderous intent stared at the danger, faintly saying:

I'm going to eat you alive!

With his hands spread evenly, the wooden staff appeared again in the hands of the gods, and after he finished his transformation, he picked up the wooden staff like a strong man twisting an embroidery needle, but Gao Wei and Zhang Yan couldn't laugh at all.

"Sacrifice, I will sacrifice with your life, I will tear out the entrails and offer it to my God!" The killer roared, like a bell.

Gao Wei felt that his three views were also like being crushed by a road roller, completely shattered, without him, the enemy's performance made him fall through the eyeballs.

He had seen a melee mage, but the rare profession of a melee priest was rare.

The situation of the battle situation once again took an unexpected turn, and the side of the participants in the game fell completely into the disadvantageous side, if they could not take out the hidden hole cards.

The only way to leave them with an ending is death.

The gap between the enemy and me is so big that there is a world of difference, standing in front of the sacrificial god, Gao Wei feels that he is very small, like an ant.

The original gap in combat effectiveness suddenly increased the difficulty again, and this time, it was a level 50 warrior fighting an 80-level boss.

Moreover, the combat power of the god sacrifice may be more than level 80, or even higher.

The difficulty of the dungeon has increased dramatically, and Gao Wei has to wonder if the overlapping door has opened a plug-in for the sacrifice god.

The belly is black, it's so black! The idea of finding that door became even more determined.

On the opposite side, the wooden scepter in his hand waved in a chain according to a certain law, and the invisible attack was launched again, and the flight speed was more than twice as fast as before.

The ground destroyed, deeper and wider, in terms of number, is still two, and has not increased, which may be the limit of his invisible attack.

The eyes of the Million Star are enough to lock on to each attack, and under the precise dynamic vision, Gao Wei can see the true face of the attack, which is the air that has been compressed to the extreme.

The characteristics of each substitute are different, and while the value of the Million Star is averaged, the strength and defense of the Iron Man are superior, but the agility and precision are reduced.

Whether or not the substitute can be used according to the characteristics of the substitute directly reflects the main strength of the game participants.

The seven murderous demons, when they came to the sacrifice god, their combat power really rose off a cliff, without the slightest excess, and various means emerged in endlessly.

Fortunately, the air wave is coming from the ground, and the location can be determined by relying on the traces of the ground, otherwise, flying out of thin air is really unguardable.

Seeing the wave of qi striking again, "I'm coming!" Zhang Yan roared, and the iron man just stepped up, and the huge momentum pushed the tower-like figure, and the puppet's feet rubbed the ground, and countless sparks emerged.

Boom, the iron man's steel arm slammed into the strange air wave, and the situation was stalemate, like two crazy old buffaloes, wrestling with each other, and would rather die.

The sacrificial god chanted the incantation, and the impact of the qi wave increased suddenly, and in an instant, the stalemate situation changed.

The iron man withstood the majestic pressure, his feet fell into the deeper layer of soil, the debris was shaken into the air, and the momentum of the fierce collision made the air between the two sides almost burn.

"Help me! I can't stand it. On Zhang Yan's head, bursts of sweat beads appeared, the size was no longer delicate, and the unit was upgraded from a drop to the size of a soybean.

The puppet's arm was slightly damaged, and Zhang Yan's clothes were also broken a lot, so it was obvious that the damage suffered by the puppet would act on the body after the damage suffered by the puppet was reduced proportionally.

"Get out of the way!" Gao Wei said.

At the same time as the Million Star appeared, the Iron Man disappeared, and the momentum of the alleviated qi wave lost its block, and its speed increased, and it crashed into the high-risk substitute.

Not as strong as Iron Man's superior defense.

The high-risk substitute is more numerically average and more agile in his movements, and based on this, he tries to manipulate the Million Stars to dodge.

Before carrying it hard, it was completely because of the fact that his teammates were beside him, and if he didn't resist it, there would be death and injury, and before the substitution, Gao Wei had already observed the surroundings, Qi Ying, Jiang Shiyi and others, escaped not far away.

There was room for the two to fight, but no matter how the Million Star dodged, the impact seemed to have eyes, locking on to the high-risk, guided attack.

It seems that there is no good way except to resist until the air wave is exhausted, but fortunately, the power of the impact has been dissipated by the iron man.

Otherwise, with the current ability of the Million Star, it will not be able to resist it no matter what.

The pressure from the sensor, the big one is not good, and the high risk does not dare to let the million star carry it hard, just for a few seconds, he felt that his arm was sore, and his arm was numb.

"Type 07 - Great Summer Dragon Sparrow!" As a last resort, Gao Wei used the Blood Fighting Technique again, and the blood line slashed through the waist, splitting the qi wave in two.

Under the cleansing of power, the qi wave gradually dissolved into nothingness.

An indescribable feeling of exhaustion suddenly swept through the whole body, and every cell in the high-risk body was wailing, telling the subject to stop using the Blood Fighting Technique.

Every trace of energy stored in the mitochondria is squeezed clean, leaving not a drop.

Emptiness, a kind of extreme emptiness.

"Whew, whew, whew......" The high risk was like being fished out of the water, and a large amount of sweat made his clothes become permeable and clinging to his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.

However, he no longer has the strength to take off his clothes, the blood fighting technique is a double-edged sword, and when it comes to using his own blood, if he can't defeat the enemy with one blow, then the price will be very painful.

The current high risk is the best example, tired and close to prostration.

"Officer Zhang! There's also hole cards.,No more than everyone is going to die.,My hole cards have just been used.。 Gao Wei said, the blood fighting technique is really the last hole card.

Zhang Yan is not in a hurry, he also wants to have damn hole cards, but he is the same as Gao Wei, the hole cards are exhausted, and the proud substitute is useless in the face of the attack of the gods.

"What to do, what to do, think about it, you are a police officer, you have to protect everyone." Zhang Yan's expression was very embarrassed, he really couldn't think of a way, patted his head with both hands, hoping for a flash of inspiration.

Qi Ying, who was watching the battle, clenched his hands into fists and watched nervously, for fear of seeing a high-risk defeat, but the battle situation was obviously not so good.

The killer is at ease, seems to be leisurely, not panicked, and extremely confident.

The participants of the game, the hole cards are exhausted, and they are struggling to resist the enemy's attack, and they are not far from defeat.

"Damn it! I want to help too, I'm such a shit. Qi Ying's heart was extremely anxious, he was so powerless, from the beginning of the game to the current endgame.

The roles that belong to him are all passers-by who have no contribution, what is the use of analyzing the situation, in the end it is all empty talk, actual combat, Qi Ying can only watch.

I don't know what other people think, the only thing that can be known is that no one wants to die, but there are a few people like Qi Ying, who want to have the strength to fight, want to participate in it, and control their own destiny.

Instead of betting everything on high-risk people, one will prosper and one will lose.

Jiang Shiyi's heart was complicated, she hid behind Qi Ying tremblingly, her face was pale, white and scary, and she didn't feel a sense of security.

As the daughter of Aurora Group, she has been carrying a golden key since she was born, and she is naturally the upper elite of society, above 10,000 people, and everywhere she goes, thousands of people hold it, and 10,000 people chase her.

has never been coldly regarded and excluded, not only because of the deep family strength and complexity behind it, but also because Jiang Shiyi himself is good at interpersonal relationships and sophisticated.

Excellent in classes, universal sports, a delicate flower in an aristocratic school, exquisite appearance and approachable aura, coupled with a vigorous and resolute style, can be described as the best representative of other people's children in the eyes of parents.

But all of this is a waste paper thing in the Ten Realms, and the killer will not let her go because of all the above conditions, what they want is to drink her blood and eat her flesh, and pursue the primal pleasure of killing life.

Life is the only thing they desire.