Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

"Get ready for battle!"

Zi-O, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned around to say to everyone.

"What?"

"What preparation for battle?"

Everyone looked confused.

As soon as Zi-O finished speaking, a figure suddenly rushed over.

Yuwenyuan was blown away by the mental bombs that came from nowhere.

He fell to one side, and blood flowed from his ears, nose, eyes and mouth.

The second one was Xiang Lei, who had not yet unlocked his talent.

He was hit by the second mental bomb and flew out.

But he stood very steadily when he landed, just spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After the two were suddenly attacked, Zhou Wen immediately dodged to the side vigilantly.

I saw a strange monster.

The lower limbs were the legs of the Swift Demon, the arms were the arms of the Psycho Blaster, and the head was actually the head of the Phantom Demon!

And there was a hole in the center of the head.

This was the Phantom Demon that was once pierced by the Bone King's black spear.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Zhou Wen stared at the monster closely.

Mu Ling, who was standing by, whispered a few words with blurry eyes.

"Limb Collector."

Mu Ling seemed to know something.

However, everyone was so nervous that they didn't pay much attention to what Mu Ling had just said.

[Doomsday Creature: Limb Collector]

[Level: Unknown]

[Status: Alive]

[Details: Elite larvae of the Doomsday Army]

[System Information: A narrow escape from death...]

This limb collector was obviously stunned when he saw Zi-O in white.

It tilted its head and looked at Zi-O, thinking.

It had just killed this person, why did this person appear in front of it again and changed into white clothes?

The little fat man riding on the neck of the Bone King also screamed when he saw this monster.

"Damn it, it's this kind of monster!"

"These doomsday bastards are really spending a lot of money."

"What the hell is this!"

Zhou Wen couldn't help asking.

The scarce information given to him by the Holy Grail System was like fart, and it had no value.

The little fat man said very seriously.

"This is the limb collector. Its core is actually a piece of meat cut from the body of a descendant of an evil god."

"This piece of meat inherits some of the characteristics of the descendant of the evil god. It will spontaneously collect the limbs of some powerful creatures to strengthen itself."

"If you want to attack it, try to attack its trunk."

"Only its trunk is its true body."

"All its limbs come from other creatures."

The fat man jumped off the neck of the Bone King with a "swish".

Pointing at the limb collector.

"Bone King, Zi Wang, you two are currently the strongest fighters. Hurry up and get rid of it, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"Once it grows up, the characteristics of the descendant of the evil god it possesses will pollute my world."

"By then, even if I find my power back, it will be useless."

The Bone King remained calm.

But he took a few steps forward and took out the Void Spear from the void.

The tip of the spear was facing the limb collector.

Zi-O in the back put on his hat.

He had a helpless smile on his face.

This monster had just entered his space-time image.

In this space-time image, he had 80% of his original strength, but was killed by the limb collector in front of him.

So this limb collector is far from being as simple as it looks.

Besides, there is the man in the dark.

Zi-O was obviously guarding against something.

Bone King's strong and powerful arm swung his spear and stabbed it fiercely into the torso of the limb collector.

Suddenly, a small piece of ice flower burst out from the wound of the limb collector.

"Hit."

Zhou Wen watched Bone King attack the limb collector.

Mu Ling shook her head.

"Didn't hit."

In Mu Ling's spiritual perception, the limb collector in front of everyone seemed to be an illusion.

After Bone King hit the limb collector in front of him again, he seemed to have noticed something.

He turned around quickly, and the black spear left a black shadow in the air.

"Bang".

A creature was knocked out by the Bone King.

It was the limb collector.

There was a concave scar on the belly of the limb collector.

There were dots of ice on it.

The disabled collector showed a look of pain on his face.

Then the Bone King suddenly appeared in front of the limb collector.

The black spear pierced the head of the limb collector.

The whole head of the limb collector was pierced, and there were dots of ice on the forehead and the back of the head, and the torso was also pierced.

"Is it over?"

Zhou Wen asked as he watched this scene.

Mu Ling also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be over."

Xiang Lei limped back.

He leaned against the side of the cart, rolled his eyes and gasped.

Yu Wenyuan, who was beaten and bleeding from all seven orifices, was a bit worse than Xiang Lei.

He had lost his basic ability to move.

Just when everyone was relaxed.

The little fat man suddenly screamed.

"No, he is not dead yet!"

"This is the breath of the evil god."

As soon as the voice fell.

The limb collector pierced by the Bone King suddenly started to burn with strange flames.

This limb collector was clearly dead!

But a shrill scream came out of its mouth.

Its limbs were burned by the flames.

It turned into a pool of flesh-colored liquid.

It looked very strange.

After the flame burned for 30 seconds, the entire limb collector was burned out.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zi-Ou always felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly Zi-Ou spit out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were full of horror.

He shouted.

"No, run. This is the evil god coming."

Zi-Ou just used his talent.

He fought with the limb collector in front of him in the next minute.

But he couldn't withstand the blow of the limb collector.

He died instantly in the next minute!

There was no time to resist.

The pool of flesh-colored liquid in front of everyone suddenly stood up.

It turned into an oval meat ball.

"What is this?"

The information of this unknown thing appeared in front of Zhou Wen.

[Descendant of the Evil God]

[Level: Unknown]

[Status: Alive]

[Details: Temporarily occupied by the will of the Evil God]

[System Information: Waiting to die... Waiting to die...]

Then, the oval flesh-colored ball suddenly revealed three holes.

Representing the eyes and mouth respectively.

There are obviously no pupils.

Everyone present can find from the pupils of the flesh-colored ball that the flesh-colored ball seems to be staring at them.

Strange words came out of the mouth of the flesh-colored ball.

"Amradidong... Amradidong... Amradidong..."

Zhou Wen suddenly felt that these words were a bit like the words said by the six players he met in the last game of the Ghostly Battlefield when they summoned the indescribable meat ball.

The moment the little fat man saw this flesh-colored ball, he began to scream wildly.

"Oh no! It's him."

"It's the evil god."

"Those bastards from Doomsday."

"It's crazy, let's go."

"Let's go."

The little fat man suddenly took out a colorful card with a gold border from his crotch.

Zhou Wen's eyes were attracted the moment he saw the card.

That card...

His subconscious told Zhou Wen.

This card is very powerful.

If he can get it, he may be able to show the true power of the card master.

Then he may become the god of this world!

At the same time.

The illusory blue Holy Grail system panel in front of Zhou Wen began to change color gradually.

At an extremely slow speed.

The blue turned into a light white!

However, Zhou Wen did not find any problems.

The flesh-colored ball began to jump and slowly jumped towards the crowd.

Everyone hurriedly fled back.

At this time, the little fat man suddenly said.

"Xiang Lei, kill the player named Huang Xin and activate your talent."

"Otherwise we will all die!"

"Give me 5 seconds."

The little fat man looked anxious.

He was trying to crush the colorful card with gold edges in his hand.

But the level of this card was too high, so it was a bit slow to activate.

The little fat man calmed down and activated it.

After hearing what the little fat man said, Xiang Lei looked at Huang Xin, who was gradually turning into a wax figure.

Decision flashed in his eyes.

And Yu Wenyuan, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, had a hint of resentment and malice in his eyes...

He whispered.

"Doomsday...Request to possess!"