hot air balloon airship relied on the bandage man's void attribute defense to rush straight into the heart of the wasteland divine domain, making the machine gun array that Xu Yi had arranged early on almost ineffective.
After the machine guns mowed down 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.
However, close combat is no longer the Blood Machine Clan's weakness.
Before transferring to the 21:1 time domain, Xu Yi had been in the wasteland for more than fifteen years, and the radiation cycle of the [leaked nuclear fission reactor] was still in the sixth cycle of eight-year radiation mutation.
Even so, the first batch of flesh and blood thugs had already opened five mutation slots, and the subsequent flesh and blood puppets that were transformed through flesh and blood debugging and could not withstand the power of the void spirit among the biochemical clan had generally opened four.
The blade light with the power of fire slashed down, but it landed on a bone armor covering the surface of flesh and blood.
Mutation effect [Bone Plate] lv2!
The bone armor was broken, and the power of the flame burned a black area on the white bones but could not hurt the inside. Only the sharp long knife broke through the bone and cut a tiny wound.
The Flesh Thug's reaction was not slow either. He pulled out his steel dagger and slashed it with his backhand, cutting a deep wound on the right arm of the Ghost Hunter.
From the side, the sound of light machine gun fire rang out again, targeting the hunters in the rear who had not yet entered the melee area.
These hunters managed to block a few bullets with their superb swordsmanship, but then fell down screaming under the continuous shooting.
[Self-healing]lv1!
Firing a machine gun on the spot can also be combined with this passive mutation effect that allows you to recover health by standing still.
Jay, Ector, Quinn, as well as the patriarchs of the infected and parasite tribes, who were powerful in the past but are now just flesh and blood puppets, all stood at the back of the crowd, ready to fire a fatal shot with their revolvers whenever they had the chance. They all mutated the passive range healing [Flesh and Blood Aura] that was limited to elite creatures, an effect that occupied three mutation slots. No one was covered by a total of five halos, 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 casting distance. Spells such as tree entanglement and regeneration appeared one after another. The powerful auxiliary ability made their side almost invincible.
Until the bandages wrapped around the airship fell off one by one, and finally wrapped around in circles to form a human shape.
The S-level evil spirit bandaged man takes action!
The two Nepalese machetes were imbued with sharp wind energy. He rushed forward and slashed with both swords.
A flesh-and-blood thug tried to block with his saber, but he saw his two swords darken and crossed with the saber. Under the flesh-and-blood thug's astonished gaze, the sword light condensed again and cut through the bone armor, leaving two huge wounds on his body, while the saber passed through the gap in the bandage and did not seem to cut anything.
The whole body becomes void and cannot be injured at all, and there is no defense in the bandage moves.
He was about to move, but was stopped by Zheng Guihao: "Leave it to me."
Then, it flapped its wings and floated up.
…
The knife flashed again, and the flesh-and-blood thug's severely injured body could no longer dodge, but just as it was about to hit him, he was pulled away by a pair of hands.
When he looked up, he found that it was a first-level flesh and blood puppet that was not as strong as the second-level flesh and blood thug and looked skinny.
"Thank you for your reincarnation. Although I don't understand your attack method, I will hold you back for now."
This not-so-strong body seemed to have magical powers. The surrounding flesh-and-blood thugs pulled the evil spirit hunters who were fighting with it away to make room for this flesh-and-blood puppet.
The blades flashed continuously, but the flesh puppet kept dodging them with tiny movements. The flesh puppet could even retaliate with a punch or a kick from time to time.
However, the effect was not obvious. The S-level evil spirit only saw the bandage dent where it was kicked, but there was no actual feeling of being hit.
Seeing this, the flesh puppet no longer attempted to attack, but just maintained a stalemate and delayed the attack with the bandaged man.
The surrounding situation was dire, and the evil spirit hunters were quickly defeated by the endless breakthroughs of the Blood Machinery Clan. In their past experience, they had seen many evil spirits that could grow bone armor or heal themselves, but they had never seen a clan like the Blood Machinery Clan whose equipment was better than that of the hunters and whose coordination was more military-like.
The one-sided situation made Bandage Man feel concerned.
Seeing that the blade was no longer decisive, the flesh puppet immediately saw the opponent's intention to retreat, and immediately took effective measures: "I have led the infected tribe to fight against others in the mist of the void for decades. Even after reincarnating as a half-flesh, half-mechanized creature, I have never lost my skills. How can a guy like you who only attacks recklessly and relies on talent to fight be able to defeat you?"
This flesh puppet was the old patriarch of the infected who was able to fight a fourth-level god in the original inheritance land, and was later seriously injured and transformed into a first-level flesh 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 a flesh thug.
Two wind blades slashed out from the sword, showing the bandaged man's resentment, but the patriarch of the infected tribe still sensed the air flow and dodged it.
As expected of someone who has been immersed in fighting skills for decades, he was once the strongest third-order creature of the biochemical clan.
The old leader of the infected easily delayed for a while, and retreated into the crowd when the bandaged man had the idea of retreating for the second time.
"It's better to leave this kind of creature, which has its own rules, to you, the incarnations of gods, to deal with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of eagle claws fell, tearing a bandage apart and leaving some black stains. It was Zheng Guihao's eagle-wing incarnation that arrived.
The scattered bandages quickly returned to their original shape, but the black stains could not be removed.
He held the knife to his chest, prepared for Zheng Guihao's next attack.
But Zheng Guihao seemed not to see it and attacked from the front. Just as he was about to use both swords to break his momentum, he felt weak. The black stains on the bandage formed a black chain on the bandage like ink spreading out.
Divine magic, curse of weakness.
The knife-drawing action was distorted, and Zheng Guihao's two claws, who had slightly dodged to the side, left black stains on the four bandages again.
"What a strange property. Physical and wind energy damage have no effect on them. Only the curse effect of the incarnation itself can have some effect. It's okay this way."
The black chains faded rapidly under the resistance of the bandaged man and soon turned into transparent gray, but four more bandages were stained with black.
Two chains were formed, almost completely imprisoning the bandaged man, and Zheng Guihao easily left a large number of cursed black stains.
B+ class evil spirit vs. S class evil spirit, B+ class wins!
"Fuck, what a crappy place, I thought S class was so awesome, saying my most powerful ability is flying, fuck him, how can a creature from a small plane define a god?"
"Huff, huff, huff…"
This S-level evil spirit that could be transformed did not seem to be able to speak, but only made some strange whistling sounds when air flowed through the gaps between the bandages to express its dissatisfaction.
It flapped its wings and landed. The fat man tried to drag it, but found that it remained in a virtual state, and even the bandages could not touch it at all. If it were not for the little black stain, there would be no proof that it could have been touched.
"Fuck, in this state, you can't interfere with reality. At worst, I'll just stay here and waste time with you!"
(End of this chapter)