This sudden development becomes more and more bizarre as time goes by.
When the virus entered the third stage, it seemed that everything broke out and everything was irreversible. When the fish people noticed the mutations in their bodies, they also fell into madness and anxiety.
But the horror movie seems to end there. In reality, the "anti-bomb squad" is quite good at suppressing mutants. Soon, the first complete replacement was torn into pieces by them.
Looking at the broken teeth, eyeballs and limbs, it seemed that the mission of killing the enemy had been successfully completed. As the perpetrator, Lu Ping'an was a little disappointed.
"Is it just this level?"
He was also very disappointed. If the "internally administered" virus was only of this level, it would be a slightly stronger poison of law. He could buy a bunch of them by spending some money.
And those infected also discovered something bad about themselves, and started making trouble one after another, even the quasi-god was awakened.
"what happened?!"
"We've been set up. Damn bugs!"
Driven by his rage, these fish-men began to tear each other's extra limbs apart. They tore off as many limbs as they grew. If there was a tendency to lose control, they would be beaten to death.
The huge quasi-god jumped into a rage and slapped all of them to death. Those mutants did not even dare to resist.
Lu Ping'an was a little helpless. Could it be that his "gift" was forcibly suppressed like this? If it was only to this extent, this contribution would be a bit of a loss.
However, he vaguely felt that something was not stopping. It seemed that everything in front of him was preparation and prelude.
"Has the soul network been formed?"
He could feel that something had just begun.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The sudden scream attracted countless eyes.
A fishman in the corner suddenly fell to the ground. There was obviously no enemy. The next moment, tentacles, severed limbs, eyeballs, and internal organs wrapped around him.
A strange human-shaped meat ball stood up, with countless limbs attached to it, and the pieces of flesh were mingling with each other.
"Life Fusion. Uh, Mother Goddess."
This familiar scene surprised Lu Pingan, but the big cat showed a happy smile.
The fragments of life, the pieces of flesh, have merged and reorganized under the call of the "Mother Goddess"
"Boom!"
A rule-level official couldn't stand it anymore and smashed it personally, but it didn't make any sense. More broken limbs appeared on the ground, and they formed a network of souls and began to connect with each other.
"Ahhhhh!"
There was another scream, this time from the southern corner.
Another mutated flesh man appeared, but this time, the unlucky guy at the core was not knocked down.
He is directly mutated.
Even if there are no limbs and scraps around, even if most of the mutations on the body have been cut down and the trees are sticking out of the ground, the roots have already been inserted into the ground, and most of the inner parts are still spreading.
It is activated by the network formed by the soul, and the mutation accelerates again. The "Mother Goddess" instinctively fuses the surrounding limbs, links them together, and becomes part of the new individual.
"Sure enough, it's the Mother Goddess."
The life illustration in Lu Ping'an's hand is emitting a strange brilliance. As a "source", as a being without a body, it also instinctively longs for a body. A complete "Mother Goddess" body.
The souls are stirring up each other, the mutation has not stopped, and the quasi-gods can only continue to kill. And those fallen limbs have merged again to form new enemies.
How to kill them completely? Perhaps, only by exhausting their vitality.
Everyone can see that if things continue like this, everyone here will probably be wiped out. Only the quasi-gods and two rule-level ones who can resist will survive.
"not enough"
Lu Ping'an saw that the growth limit of newborns was extremely high, but "they" who had just been born were unable to break through their defenses in the face of quasi-gods, let alone threats.
Even with a high ceiling like "Mother Goddess", they are now lucky to be able to melt a regular level. But they will soon be slapped to pieces by the monsters on the opposite side.
Perhaps, exhausting all life force and turning into minced meat is the only ending, but at this time, Lu Ping'an smiled.
He performed an act that was completely incomprehensible to the observers from behind. They were indeed understood afterwards, but it caused fear and uneasiness on a larger scale.
"This kind of thing is really far away from the Mother Goddess. The core of other Mother Goddess back then was the scale disaster beast, and these. Forget it, if there is no ninth level, the eighth level body will be fine."
Where is the eighth level? Doesn’t the eighth level have strong resistance to this kind of thing?
Yes, but only if the eighth-level person resists instead of walking into it.
"Eat me."
Lu Pingan suddenly appeared in the field, and the next moment, he jumped into the pile of bloody corpses.
All the witnesses were stunned. They couldn't understand why he committed suicide.
"He gave up this body?!"
"Boom!"
The next moment, earthquakes and volcanoes answered all these doubts.
A monster, a huge flesh-and-blood monster, a strange creature with flames and light on its body, climbed out of the corpse.
Countless pieces of flesh, flesh, and stumps squirmed toward it, trying to become a part of it.
Sixth level, seventh level. Its aura continued to surge, and when it finally stagnated to the eighth level of life, all witnesses were dumbfounded.
With an eighth-level flesh and blood as its core, it began to fuse with the surrounding "self" and gradually completed the evolution of the Mother Goddess.
"Is Lu Ping'an crazy?"
"Is he committing suicide? This kind of aura shouldn't be a clone."
"Even if he is an incarnation, if he cuts off such a large piece of humanity, he will suffer heavy losses."
The quasi-god avatars who were watching the battle were talking a lot, and they couldn't understand why Lu Ping'an suddenly went crazy.
Over there, the monster war has begun. This time, it seems that they are evenly matched opponents.
"Actually, it's okay. The loss is not big."
But a voice suddenly appeared in the incarnation of surveillance.
The avatars looked up and saw "Ping An Lu" sitting on the tree with his legs crossed, eating melon seeds and watching a show.
"Hey, thank you for your hard work."
He also said hello with great interest.
Only then did everyone notice that he did not seem to have suffered any damage, and his breath was the same as before.
Is that body fake? Is it a cheap incarnation? But what is the monster in front of me that gets stronger with each fight and has transformed into a moving volcano? Lu Ping'an's body has clearly become the core of that big thing in front of everyone's eyes.
Every high-level professional is actually a large piece of "polluted" orderly aggregation. Even if it is divided into incarnations and clones, it is still a part of your whole body. The more powerful the incarnation is, the more precious it is, and the more heartbreaking it is to lose it.
Losing the incarnation is not just as simple as having a piece cut off from the "total amount", because the incarnation is often an aggregation of human nature and personality, so losing that part may cause a fundamental loss of "humanity", which may lead to more
Losing control and having unstable breath are standard features.
But the better-looking man in front of him seemed to have suffered no damage at all.
The scale of his existence is no different from before, it is still the normal eighth level strength.
"Who said that? I suffered heavy losses. At least I had to work in vain for a month."
But following his gaze, looking at the battle between the gods not far away, and the "Capitol Building" that has completely become history, I am afraid that the fishman invaders will suffer more losses.