I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 786 - 459 Backhand_2

He thought it through quite well.

And indeed, it was true.

Here, the Golden Armor Zombie had unrivaled defense, and if the Corpse Claw could unleash its full power, it would be enough to threaten the giant lizard.

However, defense was one thing, but the attack was ineffective because it could not unleash its full power, or else the world's instincts would retaliate, and an attack would arrive immediately.

Whether the enemy was dead or not was unknown, but he would be finished.

And those lizardmen burning their bloodlines were clearly under the protection of the Master of the World's authority, using power beyond limits to some extent with no big problem.

Even so, each Golden Armor Zombie could still barely hold off parts of the enemy.

But the problem was that the number of advancing lizardmen suddenly increased tenfold.

All of them were burning their bloodlines.

In this battle, it's estimated the players' bloodlines in this world have been destroyed.

Back to square one.

But because of this, the explosive power was something the zombies couldn't withstand.

Lizardmen were coming rapidly from all directions, and the encirclement was shrinking rapidly.

Immortal City's defense had ninety-nine layers, and should be able to withstand it.

But would it work? These lizardmen could unleash powers beyond the world's limits.

If so many exploded, Immortal City wouldn't be able to hold off.

Moreover, they were too close; logically, these lizardmen were all cannon fodder, the world's instinctive rejection would drag Immortal City with it, pushing them out together.

And Immortal City would be marked by the world's instincts, never to enter this world again.

But the zombies couldn't hold off, the maniacs sacrificed rapidly, the mechanical puppets also went up in tens of thousands, and yet they couldn't hold off either, barely delaying, like a cup of water on a burning cart.

Dense.

Every player, native, and Daoist Soldier in this entire Lizardman Mini World burned their bloodline.

With the power of a mini world gathered and erupting, densely compressing and quickly shrinking Small Knife's conquered territory.

Getting closer and closer to Immortal City.

They'd already cut off ties with the Lizard God, and such an eruption damaged this mini world, and the world's instinctive rejection wouldn't connect to the Lizard God.

Thus, the Lizard God could no longer control these blood-burning cannon fodders.

No need for contact because everything was prearranged.

Closer, even closer, reaching the link range, the lizardmen's bloodlines would explode, joining together to form a half-step Divinity Transformation level strike, covering a hundred miles.

Though unable to break Immortal City, it could severely damage this mini world.

Both sides, undead or not, would be furiously attacked and rejected by the world's instincts, marking everyone indiscriminately, never able to enter this mini world again.

With such severe damage, these players would be finished as well, marked goods, never to reincarnate within this mini world again.

But what does that matter to me, the Lizard God, haha!

He even laughed in his heart with schadenfreude.

The opponent, the fortunate bumpkin, apart from this giant spiritual artifact, had no other methods, haha.

However, I'm really curious.

This competition between small worlds, even if he obtained a giant spiritual artifact, how could it be brought into this mini world?

Watching the opponent futilely releasing a large number of mechanical puppets, and futilely consuming their foundation, yet only barely delaying, to no avail.

Such losses are no small thing for a mini world; the opponent clearly is at the end of their rope.

As time passed,

closer, even closer.

Not good.

Instantly, his expression changed dramatically.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Because with the approach of a large number of lizardmen.

Small Knife finally made another move.

He reached out, holding a small blood-colored gourd in his hand.

Indeed, he'd used that item before.

Spiritual Artifact, Blood Transformation Gourd.

With previous borrowing and returning, the Daoist came forward, and naturally, he borrowed it.

After all, things had stalemated here for some time, how could Small Knife be unprepared?

Spiritual Artifact, Blood Transformation Gourd, is limited in effect against mechanical puppet beasts and the like.

But against those with flesh, it has miraculous effects. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Especially, if the bloodline was triggered, burned, each lizardman's skin turned blood red, bleeding through the skin, uncontrollable.

It's like delivering food to the Blood Transformation Gourd!

Even though the Blood Transformation Gourd must also be suppressed by the world's instincts.

With the Blood Transformation Gourd in hand, Small Knife communicated with the Artifact Spirit.

If not making a move, then it's all or nothing.

Because there was concern, the opponent was from the Great World, not necessarily without a way to counter.

Directly, under the Artifact Spirit's control, the Blood Gourd sprayed a large amount of blood mist, enveloping the entire Immortal City.

Within the Immortal City, the players suppressing various Array Hub nodes, underlings felt an immense, intangible pressure and were terrified.

All the blood in their bodies seemed uncontrollable, wanting to spurt out through their pores.

"Truly demonic, loves to devour the master," Small Knife sighed.

Moreover, he wasn't even its master, and his power was so weak.

Small Knife touched the now transparent little gourd, and the immense spiritual pressure of the giant spiritual artifact of Immortal City dispersed.

Instantly the players' pressure was relieved.

Even if it's a demonic spiritual artifact, and the Artifact Spirit is bloodthirsty, that's instinct, yet it lacks intelligence.

As long as Small Knife doesn't unleash its full power, it won't devour the master.

Only with a full power eruption would it do so.

Now Small Knife has gone full throttle.

All the blood mist erupted, enveloping the interior.

Only within Immortal City does Small Knife have confidence that the opponent's Great Power wouldn't notice.

If they could notice, maybe the opponent had an Immortal, then there'd be no point in fighting, and it wouldn't have held out till now.

As the encirclement tightened densely, with the entire enemy force of the mini world approaching, just as Small Knife was ready to act.

The Blood Bat King became agitated.

Small Knife was stunned, oh good heavens.

This opportunity?

As a Spirit Pet, employing the means of the Five Heavens Great World.

And with a system, the Blood Bat King has no worries of betrayal.

So this reluctantly half-step Sixth Realm Divinity Transformation Blood Bat King possessed a trace of Divinity Transformation power, which was his incomplete Great Divine Technique.

Small Knife already considered nurturing it to Divinity Transformation, which would be even more convenient than using a spiritual artifact.

After all, it's a real fighter, not needing personal energy support.

Yet, after analysis, personal space deduction, and searching the Five Heavens Great World, it wasn't that there were no ways, but they weren't easy, and the probability was low.

With this effort, it would be better to find his own way, to improve and breakthrough himself.

As a result, now, hidden within Immortal City, used as one of the reserves, the Blood Bat King, due to the rampant blood mist within Immortal City, became agitated, instinctively feeling a chance to complete the Great Divine Technique.

How could this not entice Small Knife?

However, he dared not disturb this blood mist now.

Otherwise, the spiritual artifact, especially the demonic spiritual artifact, the Blood Transformation Gourd would inevitably go berserk naturally.

In such a situation, being not the original master, forcing it would cause mutual destruction.

Even relying on Immortal City to suppress, damaging the Blood Transformation Gourd couldn't be explained away.

Moreover, if it went berserk, certainly not holding back, it would involve Immortal City, marked and rejected by this world, and invite attacks from the world.

So Small Knife could only appease the Blood Bat King.

At this moment, all the blood mist from the Blood Transformation Gourd was released, turning it completely transparent.

And it became restless, in such an all-out effort, if within a short time Small Knife didn't provide benefits, the Blood Gourd would inevitably go berserk.

Without the calming of thousands of Fifth Realm essence blood, even the original master would have a headache.

The original master had repeatedly emphasized this taboo.

So Small Knife didn't hesitate and tapped on the spiritual artifact, the Blood Transformation Gourd.

The blood mist covering Immortal City roared wildly in all directions.

Even without breaking the world's restrictions, its might was far beyond comparison to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

And with its power suppressed, the range was even larger than if it unleashed its full power.

Instantly, it spread from Immortal City as the center, engulfing a vast surrounding area.

At this moment, the fully erupting Blood Transformation Gourd cared for no one, devouring everything, not sparing its own.

Unfortunately, it had no love for zombies, mechanical puppets, or Yin Spirit players.

Thus, within the spreading blood mist, the only ones with active flesh and blood, with uncontrolled blood burning through their pores—the giant lizards were in great trouble.

Instantly, blood sprayed uncontrollably from their pores all over their bodies.

It merged into the blood mist.

More terrifying, the blood mist seeped back into their bodies through the pores, quickly dissolving their forms, turning it all into blood mist, leaving bones corroded and devoid of essence as if they'd been dead for thousands of years, one step, and they crumbled.