I seem to be an evil god

In the dark corner, Bruce leaned against the wall and breathed slowly.

At this time, his arm was covered with a green device, and a circle of delicate mucous membrane was stuck to his wrist. The space between the mucous membrane and the device was filled with green solution, and there were only a few cute little guys in the solution. swim.

Bruce's master profession is the cult alchemist, which is a profession that is somewhat biased towards the functions of flesh and machinery. They can activate metal and create terrifying metal creatures. They can also combine magical flesh and machinery with machinery to create technology that mixes biology and machinery. device.

The therapeutic device used by Bruce now is a hybrid device. The outer film and the device itself are mechanical structures, and the treatment is a living organism.

Looking at the repair progress displayed on the device panel, Bruce sighed softly, and then continued to listen to the noise in the air.

Behind the wall, a huge group of metal coffins was constantly flowing. It looked like a giant python swallowing living creatures, and the swallowed creatures were struggling to rush out.

Bruce used professional means to activate the metal giant stick and trapped Mattes, who was attacking him. However, Mattes was also not a vegetarian. Even though he was trapped, he still did not give up the fight.

After a while, the sounds in the air gradually became calmer. Looking at the treatment progress displayed on the treatment device, Bruce hesitated for a moment, then pulled off the treatment device and walked out of the dark corner.

He was going to see what happened to Mattes. If the opponent broke free from the metal coffin, he would make up for it with the last blow.

However, the scene behind the wall did not exceed Bruce's expectation. The metal coffin was not torn apart, but blood gurgled from the corner.

The enemy was killed.

Bruce relaxed and hurriedly reattached the treatment device.

After identifying the direction, Bruce was about to leave, but at this moment, several helpless voices came from the darkness.

"I'm just saying this guy won't be fooled."

"How do I know he is so cautious? A normal person would not have this reaction."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, don't let this guy go."

"Brothers are taking action. We will rescue Team Leader Mattes soon."

"What do you think we don't save him? If he dies inside, can we? Hehehehe."

"Stop daydreaming, I'm sure that Team Leader Mattes is not dead."

"What?!!!"

With the last scream, eight figures walked out of the darkness. These eight people surrounded Bruce in a ring, leaving no room for him to escape.

"Brothers, don't do anything, this enemy is mine!"

The last born member of the Dragon Blood Society was eager to try. He knew that he had just said something that he shouldn't have said, and he had to take credit to make up for his mistake.

"Don't waste time, everyone come together!"

Hearing that several people around him wanted to take action together, Bruce sighed regretfully. The healing level of his arm had just reached 80%. If the people around him could delay it for a little longer, he could take advantage of the best treatment time to recover his arm. .

If he fought with these people, he would have to remove the treatment device from his arm and miss the best opportunity for treatment when he was first injured. It would take at least a month for subsequent injuries to be treated.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the chance."

Looking at the eight people surrounding him, Bruce had a hint of anger in his eyes.

"You guys are here at the wrong time."

"Haha, did you hear what he was saying? This guy seems to think he can still escape."

"Stop talking nonsense, capture him and take him away."

"What if we accidentally kill him? If we take him back, this guy will be our leader from now on."

"Don't talk nonsense, we can't disobey the president's order."

After hearing the discussion among several people, Bruce frowned slightly. The other party seemed very confident? Don’t you know he is a master?

Bruce silently released his momentum. After being refined by his will, the master was able to suppress strange forces with his own will. The master level was the foundation of the extraordinary that no longer followed common sense. In ancient times, it was also known as the starting point for stealing the authority of God.

If it were an ordinary professional, facing the master's strange information directly would give them great fear. Ordinary professionals would not even have the belief to fight the master.

Only elites with a strong will or outstanding figures among professionals can resist the suppression of the master's momentum.

However, the scene where Bruce expected several people to flee did not appear. After his master's aura spread out, how many people around him seemed indifferent?

Was there any accident?

Bruce was a little confused. At this time, he was not aware of a terrifying question, or he was unwilling to believe the answer.

And just when he was wondering if there was something wrong with his aura release, the eight people surrounding him roared uncontrollably due to the stimulation of his aura.

Along with these roars, eight giants covered in steel scales appeared. Looking at the eight people who looked exactly like Mattus, Bruce closed his eyes in despair and surprise.

Dragon Blood Society headquarters, wartime command room.

Matsus, who was covered in scars, was carried here. Liu Dao frowned and looked at him. He originally wanted to scold him, but seeing the scars all over his body, he had to sigh in the end.

"You have the highest potential among everyone, and now is not your battlefield. You let me down with this injury."

Mats on the stretcher looked away. Faced with Liu Dao's sigh, the shrewd and capable team leader said that he heard nothing.

Looking at Mattes who was not getting enough, Liu Dao sighed again.

"Forget it, send him down to rest."

After Mattes left, Liu Dao looked at Dick and the newly promoted commander of the alien army.

"How's the situation with the outer defenses? How was the harvest tonight?"

"President, we are sorry. The outer defenses were damaged in two places, and two of the attackers also escaped."

Dick's face turned red. Liu Dao had given them such powerful power, but they couldn't even do some simple tasks well.

"Two of them ran away, so how much did they gain?"

"Except for the eight professionals who were tested at the beginning, the remaining 14 main attackers are all elites."

Liu Dao's eyes lit up. Apart from the Martial Arts Club, this was the first time he had harvested elites on a large scale. Based on the strength shown by the Black Moon Club, the opponent had lost almost 1/3 of their masters this time.

The Fighting Club originally had about 50 elites, but it was in chaos when Liu Dao took over. In the end, Liu Dao integrated it, and there were only two or three big cats and kittens left in the elite class.

Liu Dao has two guesses about the whereabouts of these elites. On the one hand, they may have been recruited by other forces in the capital, and on the other hand, they may be the mysterious Dragon Blood Arena.

Looking at the 14 captured elites, Liu Dao's eyes flashed.

This war must not end easily.