The Godsfall Chronicles

Roast seemed to move slowly and quickly with a slight side cane, easily avoiding the moment of the hammer, stretching out a dead branch to hold Black Jackal's wrist, gently folding like a fragile branch.

Crisp and crisp.

The black jackal wrist is completely folded in the opposite direction.

A large number of broken bones pierced the skin and revealed themselves.

Black Jackal cried out, agonized by pain, another fist wanting to wave a punch attack.

Roast grabbed the fist of the black jackal with his bare hands and pinched it like a fragile branch. The black leopard's entire metacarpal bone broke apart and all five fingers twisted and deformed.

This old man, already 80 years old and very ill, can understate a first-rate warrior like this? So casual, so understated, so desolate and decaying.

For decades at the base, Rothschild has always felt that the old man should have little power, not to mention that he was a hidden master when he was younger, but once he was this age, he would surely be a big step backwards, and no one would be able to peak his strength in old age, which is both a natural and a biological law.

This is when the white robe of Roast keeps making clicking noises.

That's the sound of a bone misarrangement!

The eyes of the people are appalling.

Roast swelled up like an inflation, his eyes turned dark inky green, from which strange colors emanated, his dry skin quickly recovered elasticity and vitality, his height and shape constantly improved, from one meter six, to one meter seven, to one meter eight, and finally from a weak, skinny little man, to a mighty big man!

Roster's body won't show any signs of old age!

His skin had turned grey blue, his muscles stuck together like a layer of armor, his hair had fallen off and he had become a bald man. This is definitely not something that mutants can compare to, because Roast seems very coordinated and even, and every part of every muscle seems to have been carefully sculpted and shot by a sculptor, without any mutant tissue forming neoplasms or lumps, perfectly divided from head to toe according to body aesthetics and mechanics.

“The rest of the ants, they want to kill me too? ”

Roast grabbed the black jackal in his hand, two huge palms, as if rubbing another dough, wherever it had been squeezed, the black jackal bone was broken, finally the neck was crushed, stuck in the hands and feet, a good end big living man, actually folded into a fleshy meatball.

“Do you think all these years I've been studying rehabilitating warriors? ”

This horrific force, this incredible technique, is chilling.

Flowers on the other side hurriedly raised their hands and instantly fired five or six shots at Rost. Rost did not hide from these bullets. The warhead hit Rost's body instantly. Rost's grey blue muscles suddenly hardened, as if they were really wearing armor on the surface of his body, all of them actually sounded like gold and iron and were bounced off.

“This body has become perfect, allowing me to adapt to any environment. I can grow hair when it's cold; I can grow gills when I fall; I can change the joint structure when I need to jump; and I can change the leg muscle and bone structure when I need to run. When hit hard, I can generate exoskeleton armor.” Roast held the meatballs in his hand, he was not sick, the hissing sound was like a hundred beasts roaring, in fact, Roast had become a messy genetic battlefield, in essence he was no longer human, “What did you use against me?! ”

Despite being rubbed into a human fleshball, Kloster's technique was brilliant and powerful, and even under these circumstances, he did not die completely, just a constant hellish cry.

Roster lifted the meatball, his arms drummed up, and threw the meatball out violently. Its power was like a stone thrower penetrating a stone, and it was like a car hitting a soldier. This soldier's face had no chance of escape, his whole body was broken, and two people fell together and hit a third person, with the same result of a broken bone muscle.

White eyebrows stared at the three stacked bodies and continued to retreat, eventually hitting the old man, four people falling together, blowing into the wall, almost indistinguishable from each other.

This guy seems to have more power than Sadie's croissant dick!

The cloud hawk has now figured out the whole point of the problem.

He didn't see hyenas in the lab.

That's Roast himself!

Roast had long discovered that the opposition existed, and he knew that the flowers on the other side were hidden undercover, only that they were indeed a very capable assistant, so Roast had not revealed them. Now that the flowers on the other side were trying to steal Roster's blood, Roster was very angry, and he felt it was time to clean up the base.

Because of this, Roast deliberately handed over hyena rights to the flower agency on the other side. He knew that none of these old guys would make a big deal. As long as they sold a blossom to them, the old ones would definitely not be able to sit down. As long as they dared to gather collectively, they could fight all over the net.

Flowers on the other side of the bank and the general public works, is one of the miscalculations.

The other side underestimated Roast's mind, which was the second of all.

The deadliest part, of course, is that the flowers on the other shore did not expect Roast to be so powerful, so powerful and terrifying, which has exceeded the limits of life, he is already an immutable monster, a purely powerful and powerful human weapon, purely for power!

She kept shooting.

There is no way for such a small powerful pistol to pose a threat to Rosette's body. Rosette is like a deformer who adapts quickly to any environment, and his muscles harden instantly when he receives a bullet, eventually becoming comparable to granite, thus bouncing off the bullet.

Rosette became ridiculous and twisted: “This is the perfect flesh, this is the perfect power, I have stood at the top of the wilderness, and with the power of the hunter, I can be the most powerful creature in the world! ”

There are many kinds of evolvers in the wilderness.

From strength to agility, from body to brain, these are the more common evolutionists.

In fact, there's a rare ability in the wilderness, and people with that evolutionary ability, they can restructure their bodies. The Black Robe Weird the Eagle has dealt with has similar deformation abilities, and his left arm can turn into a tentacle blade or a bone knife.

Roast himself possesses a strong deformer talent, and all his years of surface research and transformation fighters are actually constantly building himself. Roast combines his talent with knowledge to create the most powerful creature in the world, a monster capable of gathering all the strengths and virtues of life, and a creature capable of coping with any extreme environment in the world, whether it be heat, bitter cold, heavy pressure or blow, all of which can be perfectly adapted!

As for transforming fighters? That's just research!

Rosette needs money, materials, deals with forces like the DNC, and can buy him enough material to sustain the depletion of the process.

For decades, Dr. Roster had been perfectly physically fit, and Roster thought he was at the top of the wilderness, so Roster was no longer satisfied with the power from the wilderness, his eyes were on the divine domain, and his greed aimed at the hunter.

Just one step away!

If the power of the hunter were to be transplanted into the body, it would be a combination of wilderness and divine domain, it would be a combination of science and magic, and as long as it was possible to do so, Roast would be the most powerful creature in the world! That's why Roast is so eager to get a hunter!

Roster had intended to join forces with the Dark Nucleus to capture the hunter alive from the realm, but the risk of doing so was too great, and the base was likely to be targeted by the realm. At this time, a hunter was appearing in the wilderness, and coincidentally, the hunter came to his land.

It's destiny!

Can Roast not be overjoyed?

“Is there nothing you can do?” Roast gently pulled out a four-foot long blade from it. “Then it's my turn! ”

The bullet from the flower across the bank has been fired.

Roast is fine.

Then the eagle pulled out a sniper gun on her back and shouted to her, "Use this! ”

Roast's legs changed to form a kangaroo-like reverse joint structure, instantly releasing a powerful bouncing force, allowing him to rush into these people at incredible speeds, and the cane knife held by his hands easily tears several flesh.

At this time, the Iron Bear, a warrior wearing a heavy armored iron shield, stopped. He was the most defensive man in the base, especially the shield in his hand, which appeared to be a flat iron shield. In fact, it was made of a solid alloy, and there was virtually nothing in the wilderness that could harm it.

Roast knifed it off.

Like cutting a piece of tofu, the Iron Bear Warrior Shield is split in half, and the flesh is split in half from head to foot, and then cut across two lines, all to the extreme, so that the man in front of this steel fortress, even the human shield, becomes six scattered pieces.

There's something wrong with his knife!

The flowers on the other side are already visible!

Even if Roast is no longer strong enough to cut a sturdy alloy like tofu, Roast has a very narrow knife with a diminutive edge of about a black line, which is exactly why the blade is sharp, which should be the legendary medium to high frequency particle vibrating knife!

Flowers on the other side have also been known to have been exhumed elsewhere in the wilderness. This weapon is a masterpiece of the old era, which can tear away all matter by vibrating at high speeds, and is therefore incredibly sharp, even steel can easily escape.

Rosterburn is horrible and possesses such a dangerous weapon. Can anyone stop this guy in the wilderness? Before the flowers on the other side could shoot, Roast was already in front of him. He was too fast!

When Roast's high-frequency vibrating knife is about to split, the cloudhawk stealthily accelerates in front of the flowers on the other shore, colliding with the Doctor's wand knife with an exorcist stick. Even high-tech weapons from mysterious old civilizations have no easy way to split the subordinate magic of the Divine Domain, but they emit sharp cracks and cracks have already appeared on the exorcism stick.

“Now! ”

Flowers from across the bank quickly shot Rose in the chest, and the fierce force pushed Rose a few meters away, but Rose's body structure changed and his feet were compressed like a spring, accumulating a bouncing burst as he was repelled.

“Out of the way! ”

The cloudhawk raised its speed to the extreme and took the flowers of the other bank to escape, and Roster's legs sprayed out, hitting the wall like an arrow, instantly smashing out a big pit.

Roster smiled and came out of the dust with a cane knife: "Your power is too far away, or you just grab it. Rest assured that you will not disappear altogether, that your perseverance and tenacity will remain in our bodies and that we will stand together at the top of the world. ”

The Cloud Eagle has to admit that Roast is no worse than the Bloody Queen, just for his own sake.

The Bloody Queen is extraordinary, and his main strength comes from powerful artifacts, while Roast comes purely from himself, and his body is already a monster that adapts automatically to any environment. He is not afraid of fire, he is not afraid of frost, he is not afraid of drowning, he is not afraid of knife cutting and shooting, this creature is almost perfect.

“You think you're the perfect creature in the wilderness? Don't joke!” The cloudhawk looked at Roast in the chest when he was shot with a sniper, and although it didn't cause any fatal damage, it didn't strike a huge wound, and the hardened muscles around him had been smashed, "your body is no fart compared to the other guy I met! ”