I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 782 - 457 Science_2

Also, even if you occupy that giant spiritual artifact, it's not yours.

This Lizardman Mini World actually has three innate bloodlines, one main and two auxiliary, and the one sacrificed to me is only the auxiliary.

Despite being envious, for this mission, there's absolutely no way for him to gain anything extra.

So he's always been calculating.

Victory must be secured.

This is fundamental.

Then, it's best to just barely repel the enemy.

By achieving the mission's conclusion, the enemy will surely invade again, so the next time this small world will have to continue the sacrifice.

This is also why he has said so much rubbish.

Then he comforted them again, subtly expressing that the Lizardman Mini World is fortunate to have summoned me, the great Lizard God, for if it were someone else, they might not have been able to help, and the mission would only fail.

Of course, he very implicitly indicated.

Because there was no explicit declaration, even the Master of the Lizardman Mini World, bound by the mission, using World Authority, couldn't prove whether this statement was true or false.

After all, he didn't state it outright.

"Rest assured, the enemy doesn't know how to acquire the giant spiritual artifact, but after all, they are invaders of the small world, lacking in strength, and only need to be exhausted of their power.

"This god has extensive experience, making this the most stable, with better odds of success. More importantly, if victorious, you might get that Immortal City." The Lizard God was drawing big pies.

Since the possibility is there, naturally it's not considered a lie.

In reality, to ensure the other party seeks him again next time, it's absolutely impossible to let that Immortal City fall into their hands.

Unfortunately, due to system task restrictions, he couldn't communicate with the opponent to stage a double act, causing the opponent to temporarily retreat.

Then, the massive lizard-shaped giant shadow behind him moved again, letting out a roar.

Suddenly, in this Secret Realm, within the Lizardman world, the Direct Lineage, who were the strongest batch of players in the small world, once again over a thousand people exploded, turning into a blood mist.

The power of the bloodline was extracted by this Lizard God and used at the Earth Vein Extreme Point's Bubble Secret Realm.

With this, the giant lizard illusion on the surface of the bubble solidified again, and power was restored.

Instantly gained the upper hand, the Immortal City, which was previously being suppressed, began to rise again bit by bit.

However, the Master of the Lizardman World wasn't happy.

Too heartbroken, heartbroken to the extreme.

Because this was more than just the death of over a thousand elite subordinates.

Because merely dying, upon reviving, as long as there is enough experience, they can recover rapidly, with previous thresholds already broken, no longer becoming obstacles.

But now, they've lost their bloodline power, recovering their level again, without the bloodline, even half of their previous combat power is gone.

The previous self could fight three of his current self.

Bloodline is not easily restored.

Even with that innate bloodline.

Two more days passed.

The Lizard God wanted very much to continue depleting and consuming the energy of the giant spiritual artifact that he craved immensely, but reality did not permit it.

The other side had a large number of death-defying maniacs, whose methods left him impressed as well.

Although his side, relying on numbers, had them blocked, groups charged in as if sacrificing themselves, over these days, they also found the position of the Earth Vein Extreme Point.

The enemy was restricted by the world's upper limit.

On his side, the Lizard God, even relying on the mission, relying on the World Master Authority, was still unable to evade the world's inherent suppression.

But, as someone of great power, dealing with the inherent nature of a small world naturally acquired methods that are not comparable to those world masters of small worlds.

Not at the same level at all.

This is the Lizard God's confidence.

For example, utilizing the World Master Authority and viewing the battlefield, he performed better than that Master of the World.

Even the black mist filled with special Yin Qi couldn't block it.

Except for that giant spiritual artifact Immortal City he couldn't inspect. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

So at this point, a team of players followed crazy individuals, under the cover of the black mist, and with the protection of numerous mechanical puppet beasts, rapidly approached a location at the Earth Vein Extreme Point, completely under his surveillance.

Meanwhile, the Master of the Lizardman Mini World was distracted by several groups of suicidal madmen.

Frantically directing to encircle and block.

Unknowingly, hidden under the cover of those mad players who were charging for the future of their beloved small world, that team had already quietly approached the Earth Vein Extreme Point.

No more waiting could be done, this distance was as far as it could go.

The Lizard God glanced at the other two locations.

Unbeknownst to him, at his task under the auspices of authority, the other two hidden special existence locations were also approached by his players.

Even Small Knife hadn't realized this.

In an instant, the Lizard God published a task through World Master Authority.

The Master of the Lizardman Mini World naturally cooperated fully, not even bothering to look carefully, not out of unwillingness, but fearing wasted time and missed opportunities.

Instantly, the players responsible for defense near the Earth Vein Extreme Point received their tasks.

They knew this was combat against otherworldly players; if they fail, they would lose the entire world, becoming slaves and humiliated.

Thus, they accepted the task without any consideration.

Immediately, those players' whole bodies swelled up, letting out painful roars.

In a short time, their entire bodies turned crimson like boiled crabs, and blood mist emanated from their pores.

For a moment, their combat strength soared.

But they weren't the least bit joyful, rather they were filled with fear.

Because it was actually burning their essence, their very bloodlines.

Bound by the task, bound by the Master of the World's orders.

They all had already had seeds planted.

Planted by the Lizard God, planted many, for this even the shadow behind him dimmed a few degrees.

This was unavoidable.

The True Intent Avatar here, its consumption couldn't be restored.

Not that it couldn't, but due to task restrictions.

Equally he could exert enough power, but with world restrictions, even with world authority assistance, it was extremely limited.

But much stronger than the opponent.

With authority, loopholes could sometimes be exploited, sporadic bursts weren't impossible.

The opponent couldn't, as soon as they used power exceeding world limits, even once, they would definitely be repelled by the world's instinct,

branded with a mark, even if they no longer used excessive power, it wouldn't work.

At this moment, he planned to use excessive power.

Suddenly, those Lizardman players, with the bloodline seeds he injected, each one awoke potential, emitting blood mist,

The blood mist condensed in the air, merging into one, surprisingly forming a giant tail.

The blood-colored tail emitted a powerful aura.

The tail had already darkened as if gathering black clouds.

As if black clouds weighed down heavily.

This was the world's instinctual warning.

Protected by World Authority, so it was just a warning, otherwise.

For instance, if an outsider like Small Knife dared to do so, they would be immediately repelled.

Not good.

The players at the center of his side's charge suddenly sensed something was wrong.

But everything happened too fast, the giant blood-colored tail appeared and formed in just a breath or two.

Naturally, it was too late to react to the anomaly.

The enormous blood-colored tail flung down from the air.

Not just one or two, there were more than a dozen.

It felt as if space was being torn, undoubtedly surpassing the world's allowable limit.

Crack, crack, crack!

The tail swept through, the earth split open, space tore, chaotic energy surged.

Holy!

Small Knife at the center of the Immortal City jumped up.

The cheating, such cheating, it's utterly unrestrained.

The attacked spots, there were three, within a radius of several kilometers, space shattered.

How to block this?

Everything in those three places vanished into chaos in an instant.

However, the entire Little World began to tremble, at the periphery of spatial fractures, a dense mass of black mist appeared immediately.

This was the anger of the Little World, the instinct of the Little World.

Even with the World Master's Authority, this method couldn't be used.

If originally brothers, now drawn a sword, there's a warning, but if you intend to cut a piece of flesh, don't blame brothers for turning against you and fighting to the death.

This is just that, from being brothers to enemies with a drawn knife, now simply personal.

No need for words, just flip the face.

However, after one strike, the massive blood-colored tail had exhausted its energy.

The afterimages, including those affected, all vanished, devoured by chaos instantly.

But the entire Little World began to tremble, directly surrounding the fractured space with countless black lightning strikes.

This was the anger of the Little World, the instinct of the Small World.

Even the World Master authority couldn't use this method.

It's like, initially brothers, receiving a warning for drawing a knife, but now, directly personal.

However, one strike later, the massive blood-colored tail had run out of power.