"Praise the great god! May the great God shine with you! " The leader said very neatly, "Prophet, I … my team was ambushed by a strong enemy. Please help us!"
He didn’t say that the squad had destroyed the fact except him-since this is not a so-called "miracle", his heart has just emerged and that "piety" suddenly disappeared … But anyway, since he can get in touch with the prophet, he may still have a chance to be saved.
As far as he knows, there are three or four small combat teams composed of mature erosive species in the area ten kilometers away from here. These teams communicate with their congregation, and they obey the orders of the Prophet. If the Prophet is willing to send a team to support them …
Although he is afraid to avoid seeing this monster on weekdays, he is eager for these monsters to appear in his field of vision quickly.
"You can save yourself," the prophet said slowly.
"Er … first, Prophet, what does this … what does this mean?" Leader startled way
"Great God, every one of us has the power from his gift, and pagans are vulnerable."
"A gift … a gift from the great God?" The leader’s body could not help trembling-he knew in his heart what the prophet meant by "gift"-the simplest and most common way for a congregation to gain great power was to accept "seed of God"
To accept that the "divine seed" is a heretical sect is to let the eroded seed cells infect the human body and turn the human body into a "device".
With the help of parasitic body erosion, these "devices" are far superior to those in human combat, but it also means that this person’s life has entered the countdown.
He once witnessed the process of two "organ" erosion species changing from "parasitic period" to "sudden change period". Just looking at it made people shudder and stand on end … If that person were himself, he would rather shoot himself before the sudden change period came.
When he heard the prophet’s gift, his heart suddenly missed a beat. He also asked the prophet to transform him into one of those monster devices, but soon his heart was relieved-he didn’t carry corrosive active cells at his roots, that is, what sects called "divine species", and all his ministries were human beings. Even if the prophet wanted him to "receive the gift", it was impossible to create a "divine species" out of nothing.
In order to test this idea, he tentatively asked, "Prophet … you, when you say that there are gifts and strength from the great God … do you mean’ the seed of God’?"
"No" Prophet’s veto made him completely relieved. "I said that the gift is stronger than the power of’ God’."
"Really?" He pretended to be extremely surprised, but his heart was hoping that the prophet would quickly send an erosion team to kill the enemy sniper in heavy armor.
"Do you want to be regarded as his most loyal servant by the great God like me?"
"willing! Yes! Of course I am willing! " The leader rushed to say
"From now on, your position will be even with mine, and we will serve the great God together regardless of each other," the prophet added
"… praise the great god!" The leader was prostrate, although he still had a trace of doubt in his heart, but the sudden joy had completely destroyed his thinking ability. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard-did the prophet mean to give me his equal position? And that pow from the great God?
After that, can I become that god?
Can I also enjoy those beautiful priestesses at will?
He was too excited to kneel down and his body trembled slightly.
But when he wanted to say something, he suddenly found that he seemed to have lost control of his throat-
Huh? What’s going on?
He tried to open his mouth, but even his mouth wouldn’t listen.
He got up but not because of his own will … He was horrified to find that someone seemed to be remotely controlling his body and his body consciousness was becoming a bystander.
"From now on, you are me and I am you." The first bosom friend once again sounded.
At this moment, he suddenly understood what the prophet just said, "We will be equal to each other" …
Chapter four hundred and seventy-one Assimilation
He walked out of the bunker out of control. He wanted to shout "No" but he couldn’t make a sound.
He felt extremely scared, but his face was smiling.
Before he was exiled by Ark, he especially liked to read novels online, especially those fantasy novels originated from oriental culture. He remembered that there was a special term called "seizing the house" in it, which meant that some people who lost their bodies and cultivated immortals made themselves "yuan gods" by forcible seizure-that is, things such as consciousness and soul occupied other people’s bodies to complete the means of rebirth.
Is your body "robbed" by the prophet’s soul?
But he can’t figure out why he wants to "take possession" of himself because the prophet’s body has not been destroyed and is more powerful than his own body, which is not even a strengthening person. ?
He wanted to beg the prophet to let himself go, but he didn’t know what to do. At this time, his body had been manipulated out of the bunker by another consciousness
"bang!"
The sniper rifle rang, and his body staggered for half a step, and his head leaned back greatly-but he didn’t fall but immediately straightened up.
A blood hole with the size of a bowl appeared in the middle of the head, and the facial features were torn and bloody. Through this blood hole, you can even see the ground brains and minced meat mixed together, just like being drenched with milk and tofu.
The leader’s original consciousness stayed forever when he was shot through that moment, but the body didn’t stop because of it.
He walked on faster and faster, and finally he ran!
Allen couldn’t help being stunned-unlike the leader, the former knew he had hit Allen but he couldn’t see where he had hit it at all; Allen, on the other hand, can clearly see the blood hole in the leader’s head through the sniper rifle scope.
It’s not dead. Is this guy still human?
"It seems that there is another weapon in this group of people …" Allen thought, insuring his feet with assault rifles.
But he didn’t shoot the other side directly with an assault rifle-the other side ran very fast. In this case, at least half of the direct active ammunition would be washed away.
The mining area can’t be replenished, and one shot of active ammunition is missing. He has to be careful.
Allen picked up the sniper rifle again. This time, he didn’t aim at the other person’s head or chest, which is a vital part for human beings. Instead, he chose the target of his knee, calculated the front amount and pulled the trigger decisively.
"bang!"
The opponent’s running route is a straight line, and after being aimed at by Allen, he didn’t make any evasive movements-of course, it is also possible that his eyes have been smashed and he can’t see that he was aimed at by a gun.
This shot accurately hit the opponent’s right leg and knee, and the whole leg was broken into two pieces on the spot. Fortunately, the protective texture was tough and it was not torn and broken, and this leg did not fly out.
Without the support of his right leg, the leader immediately threw himself on the ground and fell on a dog.
However, as soon as Allen changed his weapon into an assault rifle loaded with active ammunition, it was already struggling to get up from the ground.
Trouser legs, the protective half, dangled around with his broken calf, while at the end of his thigh, several powerful tentacles were drilled. These tentacles supported the leader and continued to rush toward Allen.
"It was an erosion of the seed device …" Allen frowned. "But this tentacle is growing too fast. Is it some kind of mutation?"
He tried to shoot a series of short shots, and the active ammunition was fired from the muzzle, and they went into the body to make a few muffled noises, but the other party was slightly blocked and then approached him at a faster speed.
"Is the dose insufficient or is it blocked by the protective lining armor?" Allen has some doubts. He just hit five rounds of active ammunition-it is reasonable to say that this body-eroded species is lethal even if it fails to hit the "nuclear" five rounds of active ammunition, but according to the feedback from the other side, these five shots are not as effective as conventional ammunition.
Less physical damage of conventional bombs is even more sufficient.
Allen can get his sniper rifle back. If the opponent wears armor, he has to destroy it before he can hurt the eroded species.