I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 785 - 459 Backhand

459 The Backhand

The Yin Spirit Players did not pause.

They transformed into black mist and directly entered the zombie bodies within the Immortal City.

The Golden Armor Corpses had originally stood like statues within the Immortal City.

But now, they suddenly came to life.

One by one, they marched forward with great strides.

At last, at last...!

The Master of the Lizardman World saw the hope of victory; the Lizardmen burning their bloodlines seemed invincible, each with Emperor Level rating.

The most terrifying thing was their defense and immense power.

They had almost no consumption as they annihilated those maniacs, rapidly shrinking the encirclement.

Although burning the bloodline means extinguishing the future potential of the Lizardman Mini World,

but does it matter now?

As long as victory is achieved, it's enough.

This became the only thought of the Master of the Lizardman Mini World.

Allies who died in battle will be reborn, and their bodies will become part of the origin absorbed by the world, strengthening its foundation.

And even when those of the Otherworld die here, their bodies are still devoured by the world, turning into origin.

So, no matter who dies, both sides benefit their own world.

It's equivalent to having a clear home-court advantage.

But these, the Master of the Lizardman Mini World does not care about; he only cares about driving them out.

Otherwise, losing his world would mean everything is over.

After such many days of suffering, enclosing his own Mini World has become his only thought.

As long as he can drive out the enemy, all talk of developing the Great World is nonsense; he must stop at nothing to seal his Mini World.

He was frightened, he was very frightened.

Therefore, the sudden turn of events, the advantage, made him unbelievably excited.

Any loss is acceptable.

Victory should be achieved.

Yes, victory must be achieved.

Burning the bloodline, surprisingly, can achieve Emperor Level rating.

After so many days of torment, he didn't even want to think about any unexpected events, only about victory.

But reality doesn't shift according to his will.

A large number of Golden Armor Zombies jumped out of the Immortal City.

They landed on the ground like cannonballs, creating large pits but none of them were injured.

These Golden Armor Zombies climbed up and rushed towards the Lizardmen, taking the Immortal City in the sky as their center and attacking in all directions.

Soon, they confronted the unstoppable Lizardmen.

Boom!

The Lizardmen, burning their bloodlines at this moment, couldn't last long and seemed to have lost their rationality, but under animal instincts, they seemed to sense the enemy's strength without any hesitation.

Their tails lashed out.

This was their strongest attack method.

This prevented the Golden Armor Zombies from getting close.

With crackling sounds, they were directly sent flying dozens of meters away, heavily crashing down everywhere.

Originally, the appearance of these creatures had caused the heart of the Master of the Lizardman World to tremble, but seeing them so easily defeated, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, soon enough, those Golden Armor Zombies climbed up from the ground, unharmed, and rushed towards the giant lizards.

"I—!"

The Master of the Lizardman World almost spat out old blood.

The constant up and down was too tormenting.

"Heh heh!"

This tactic wouldn't work.

Seeing the opponent's tactic, there was still no way to suppress the burning of the Lizardman bloodline.

Here, the Lizard God laughed; after all, it was just the bumpkins of a Little World. Even if fortunate enough to obtain a Giant Spiritual Artifact, their tactics were limited.

Thus, without further hesitation, the giant lizard's phantom behind him roared, and its body dimmed by three parts.

At this moment, the Lizard God unhesitatingly consumed thirty percent of his power.

Because of certain tasks, in this Lizardman Mini World, the True Spirit Avatar of the Lizard God not only cannot contact the main body, but the power diminishes bit by bit.

Now he used thirty percent directly. Including the previous usage, only half remained.

But the effect.

All the Lizardmen blood holders of this world burned their bloodlines from all directions toward the Immortal City, outnumbering the previous count by dozens of times.

Those zombies were formidable too, but only numbered no more than ten thousand.

Unless there were ten times as many, don't think of blocking them.

The Lizard God believed the opponent didn't have so many.

After all, it was a Master of a Small World.

Of course, even if they had, it wouldn't matter.

Would you believe that a mighty Lizard God consumed thirty percent of his power just to ignite the burning Lizardmen bloodline and unleash hidden potential?

That's wrong.

When all these Lizardmen reached the final stage of burning their bloodlines, that was his real backhand.

All the power from the bloodlines, the entire burning bloodline power of this world, would unify to unleash a Half-Step Divinity Transformation strike.

Giant Spiritual Artifact? That's clearly a defensive Immortal City.

So what if it can withstand a Divinity Transformation strike?

In this Mini World, a Half-Step Divinity Transformation is enough.

There's no need to break through.

With one strike, the world's instincts will inevitably respond with full strength.

In the self-preservation instinct, it would not hesitate to burn everything.

The Immortal City and the area within a hundred li nearby would surely be expelled by the world's instincts, including his Half-Step Divinity Transformation strike.

Therefore, he had already severed ties with the thirty percent power consumed.

Everything goes according to what was set. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

In the end, what does the burning bloodline, the Half-Step Divinity Transformation strike of the lizard tail, have to do with him?

This is a means only a Great World possesses.

Afterward, he would have won.

Although this True Spirit Avatar had expended half of its power, as long as the core returned, recovery would be easy.

Compared to the Innate Bloodline of that Small World, everything was worth it.

As for the loss of this Mini World? At least it would fall one realm, and recovery would be difficult, but how does that concern him?

A greater loss would be better; he could call upon himself next time.

After all, there is still one main and one auxiliary, two Innate Bloodlines, which made him quite tempted.

If he could seize them all, heh heh...!