Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 88: Special Occupations: Divine Machinery

“That's...”

Inside the cabin, the windows revealed that massive surge of dark shadows.

From the direction of the square, that can be seen very clearly.

That lot of shadows, they're all wild gods.

The body is made up of black and white colors, like a black egg that can fly.

The great number of desert gods flew in like this, like a black tide, swallowing a line of helicopters in an instant before soldiers in a military helicopter had reacted.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Along with the sound of an explosion, a flash of fire and shock suddenly appeared in the desolate army that swallowed up the helicopter fleet.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom --! ”

Just as it caused a chain reaction, a helicopter exploded in a wave of wild gods, turning it into flames and rubble, completely disappearing into the earth.

The army from the Far East Branch of Fenrir did not even land in time and was directly overthrown.

At the last minute, there was only one person who responded in a timely manner.

That's the square.

“Hoo-hoo! ”

The wind in my ear kept whistling.

In the dark tide that swallowed up the helicopter fleet, the shadow appeared suddenly, gravitating, riding the wind, descending from the sky, in the muffled sound of "bang", feet on the ground.

And in the arms of the square, there was still a still unresponsive lark, not responding from a sudden accident.

“Hello.” Fangli patted the lark's face in a hurry. "Are you okay? ”

“No... nothing.” The lark finally reacted and understood what had happened, and a face became a little pale.

After all, just now, if no square grabbed the lark, opened the hatch door, and jumped out of the cabin together, the lark would be dead.

“Is this some kind of death first?” He smiled and put down the lark in his arms. He raised his head and looked up.

“And the trouble isn't over yet? ”

Hearing the words in the square, the lark's subconscious head looked up at the sky as well.

There, one black egg is gradually beginning to fly down, like a pitch-black storm.

“ ———— ”

The lark trembled and couldn't help but take a step back and pull out the gun worn between his waists.

Unfortunately, that kind of thing doesn't work at all for the wild gods.

The so-called desert god is actually a group of single-cell creatures that can only prey.

That kind of cell, called the Oracle cell.

Every wild god is a creature of thousands of apocalyptic cells.

These Oracle cells are able to prey on everything and rapidly evolve so that they have the function of being preyed upon by themselves.

So, some Oracle cells have eye function, some Oracle cells have tooth function, and these Oracle cells with all kinds of functions combine to form a wild god.

There is no way for human weapons to work against desolate gods, not only because their functions are likewise preyed upon, but also because simple physical weapons simply cannot cut off the bond between the envelope cells.

And that's why Soma and the lark say that.

“Only the Phagocytes can fight the wild gods. ”

Yes, it is.

Only the Phagocyte.

Even God can kill messengers.

But...

“This monster is so funny to be called God. ”

Looking at the many wild gods pouring in like rain, the expression in the square calmed down to a terrible point.

In his eyes, a pair of pitch-black pupils flashed through an icy blue glow.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Just as the hand in the square also held a short blade like a broken moon, above it, in the dark tide of the wild gods, an explosion appeared.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang --! ”

Accompanied by a sound of gunfire, a bullet that could not be captured by the naked eye crossed the square like a meteor and landed in the armies of the desolate gods, causing a burst of explosion and igniting a fire along a path.

In that explosion and fire, the bodies of monsters that humans could not defeat were perforated, burned, completely turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

The square snapped with the lark, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the gunshot.

Orange Zojiu was squatting on a rubble at night with a heavy sniper gun the size of a human body in his hand, shooting at an extremely fast speed, causing a burst of gunshot inflammation at the muzzle, unusually dazzling.

Beyond that, two shadows swept in at an astonishing rate, instantly rushing into the square and in front of the lark, facing a group of wild gods.

“Pfft! ”

Heavy swords like chainsaws cut through the sky and easily cut off the flying wild gods.

“Psst! ”

The sword with a gear-like blade was also struck down, killing the desolate god and carrying a bloody flower.

So Yumiya dragon gall and Soma rushed into front of a large number of wild gods, their weapons waved wildly, and a wild god attacked in the future was slaughtered on the spot.

Ming that weapon is so heavy, Yumiya Dragon gall and Soma wave like branches easily, in blood flowers and meat tablets, like the god of war, cut humans under the sword in the name of "God" monster, extraordinarily brave.

Looking at the heavy weapon, a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

“Is that the magic machine? ”

The biological weapon, the Divine Machine, was created by using as its material the core made up of the Oracle cells.

In a nutshell, it's just a wild god capable of manipulating weapons.

By injecting the same Oracle cells into their bodies, Phagocytes not only gain powerful physical conditions comparable to the Wild God, but also connect smoothly with the formation of the Divine Machine, thus using this weapon to fight the Wild God.

That is the only weapon capable of fighting the wild gods.

Because they are also made up of wild god cells, divine machines also have the ability to prey, which in turn can prey on wild gods, cut off bonds between wild god cells, and destroy wild gods.

On one side is the monster that devours humans.

On one side are humans who devour monsters.

The relationship between the Phagocyte and the Waste God is so simple.

Or swallowed.

Either eat someone else.

At this moment, the system's prompt sounds.

“It has been detected that there is a special profession in the world of copies - the Magic Machine. ”

“It has a certain aptitude to inject the Oracle cells into the body, connect the Divine Machine, transform into a Divine Machine, gain powerful physical strength, and qualify to use the Divine Machine. ”