End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Most of the exchange abilities in the Lord God's space are castrated versions, such as the vampire blood on the bad street, which strengthens strength, speed, and nerve response, and at the same time deletes the weakness of fear of sunlight.

Don't think this is a good thing, the main god is not a philanthropist, what is deleted is not only the weakness, but also the skills that the blood should have.

Taking the vampire bloodline as an example again, the reincarnated people who have been converted into vampires cannot 'first embrace' to create subordinates, and the most feared contagiousness of vampires has been removed.

There is not even the most basic first embrace, let alone dark magic, super powers, etc. No one is left, all are deleted, and only a whiteboard number remains.

Of course, the main god did not do too much.

Want these abilities?

Can! There is no problem, but there is a premise...

Need to add money!

So, don't look at the abilities of the reincarnators who are all kinds of crazy and cool, it's just the same thing if they really want to fight.

Zheng Shi is a LV5 water superpower with a very high level, only one level away from a god on earth. But this is only on the surface. Like most reincarnations, his abilities depend entirely on krypton gold, and he cannot develop independently, and there are many defects.

Zheng Shi knows how much he has. He is an extreme reincarnation and needs the help of the environment to maximize his output. He dared to jump out to accept Russell's provocation because of the East River in New York under his feet.

When there is a water source and there is a large amount of water source, he is the king!

"Boy, this is not a place for you to pretend."

Zheng Shi sneered, implying that this forced him to pretend. I didn't see any movement from him. The East River in New York was surging wildly, and the calm river surface was covered with huge waves. The tide suddenly rose above the highest point of the Brooklyn Bridge.

The reincarnators on both sides retreated one after another, the night demon cheered and cheered, and the human side was secretly annoyed. They chose the wrong place to start the battle, giving the enemy an advantage in terrain, and handed over the field control and output.

Under the violent wind and waves, the small wooden sampan of Russell managed to hold on for a couple of times before being submerged by the tsunami. He didn't show his face from the beginning to the end, and only let out a unwilling roar before sinking.

After solving the miscellaneous fish, Zheng Shi found that something was wrong. He didn't hear the sound of killing the main god. He was about to check Russell's body when suddenly something happened.

The river surged and surged, and a big wave rushed in from a distance at high speed. The wall of water that was stirred up was more than 100 meters, and it rushed to the Brooklyn Bridge in the blink of an eye.

The indiscriminate attack came suddenly, and in the next second, the water wall folded to avoid the reincarnation of the human camp, and pressed on the night demon camp with a single brain, causing them to curse in unison, and a traitor appeared among them.

"Fuck! You're crazy, why are you beating yourself?"

"Damn it, that guy is a traitor, he is not from our camp!"

"No, I didn't, I didn't do it."

Zheng Shi hastily explained that he tried his best to force the tide to stop, his face was red and his neck was thick, but the tide was higher and faster.

This scene, in the eyes of the reincarnated people from the night demon camp, seemed to be mocking their IQ, and each of them scolded Zheng Shi for being too fake.

"Quick! Sniper, kill him quickly!"

"Brothers, let's go, kill those bastards, and rescue our teammates.

"

"..."

Rumble! ! !

The waves spread, like a big hand covering the sky, and the immeasurable water pressure was pressed down, swallowing the figures of the reincarnated people in an instant.

All of a sudden, various abilities were exposed, such as elemental magic, superpowers, martial arts, mechs... The East River in New York continued to roar, and the river surface was rendered colorful.

The waves rushed to all sides, and there were only two piers left on the bare Brooklyn Bridge. The reincarnated people were either suspended in the air or stepped on the water, showing off their special abilities and fighting in full swing.

The bewildered Zheng Shi was shot down by a black gun and fell into the East River with a broken arm. He lurked in the water, opened the spherical protective cover and thought about what was wrong.

"What's going on, where did the wave come from? Who is sneaking up and framing me?"

Zheng Shi had an idea, and Russell's villainous face popped up in front of his eyes, and he immediately gritted his teeth: "Damn bastard, you actually used me as a gunman!"

At this time, two streams of water penetrated from outside the defensive cover, dragging Zheng Shi's feet downward.

"Gulululu——"

The water pressure expels the air from his chest, and Zheng Shi was horrified to find that he could not control the surrounding water source, and the LV5 level water system super power was invalid.

New York Donghe expressed her innocence, not because she has no integrity, but because the opposite party has a bigger background, so Zheng Shi can only be wronged.

Clang!

Under the dark water, a silver glow pierced Zheng Shi's chest, blood flowed rapidly, his eyes widened, and in front of him was a sinister face shrouded in black mist.

Zheng Shi's facial features were distorted, and he found that his blood was still under control. Down.

perish together!

Russell kicked Zheng Shi's chest again, discarded the Adamant alloy knife, held two Sand Eagles in his hand, and pulled the trigger continuously, clusters of blood blossomed, continuously injuring Zheng Shi and killing him.

The five blood-colored steel knives were frozen in the water, and after Zheng Shi died, they turned into blood and dissipated.

After finishing his business, Russell raised his hand to recall the long knife, looked at the water above his head with malicious eyes, and began to pick other reincarnations to attack.

...

The river surface was frozen into an ice field at some point, and the reincarnated people from the two camps fought fiercely, with full sound effects, but they didn't really use much force. Most of the cases were sneak attacks and assassinations.

The Lord God used his big move this time, the terrifying number of 20 war worlds, which frightened the reincarnated people. For a long-term task that cannot be replenished midway, it is not advisable to exert too much force in the early and mid-term, otherwise the successor will be weak, and no matter how good the previous performance is, it will be in vain.

To put it bluntly, everything is about survival!

Russell was squatting under the water. The reincarnators were paddling in the water, exchanging commercial blows, and the killer was hurt only after being cold. He saw it and felt that he should do something.

He doesn't belong to any camp, and he can barely be regarded as teammates with the reincarnated people who chose the human camp, but now they are teammates, and the next world may not be certain, so... It is best for all these people to die.

Luo · Shit Stirring Stick · Su went online again, and dozens of small streams of water spread out, engulfing the hands, feet or torsos of the combatants, making them freeze in place for a second or two.

Fighting to the death, one second is too long, long enough to be fatal.

Three reincarnations died in a daze, and more were seriously injured, so they hurriedly retreated to start treatment. The smell of blood is flying, and the reward points that are within reach are not in vain, attracting 'sharks' from different camps.

Facing the frenzied attack, the injured reincarnated people were unwilling to kill, and they all showed their cards and started to risk their lives.

Russell Cat stretched out a flowing tentacles from time to time underwater, pulled this one, pushed that one, and nodded secretly when he saw this. It was worthy of his silent sacrifice and anonymity. The battlefield finally began to really enter the white-hot stage.

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