Na: Artificial God
Elents: [Blasphemy], [Pseudo-God], [chanical], [Weapon]
Looking at the gigantic figure slowly coming to life, Feng Xue’s mind beca surprisingly calm. Although it was called an "Artificial God", in the end, the card-resurrected entity was still a Pseudo Artifact, and such artifacts required a massive amount of "Identity" to function.
The only pity was that his Golden Finger couldn’t Refine "living beings" or unowned Pseudo Artifacts; otherwise, directly lting it would also be a good response tactic.
However, that thought rely flickered through his mind montarily. Almost instantly after scanning the opponent’s attributes, Feng Xue activated "Now you see , now you don’t."
Are you kidding? Even if he knew that the opponent had limited durability, there was no need to just stand there and wait for it to unleash its power!
Although not very aware of the surrounding terrain, Feng Xue knew the direction from which Vera had co earlier. As for whether dragging such a behemoth to Vera’s village might cause casualties...
That was sothing Feng Xue couldn’t care less about!
"Boom! Boom!"
As Feng Xue began to flee, the ground also thundered. The over twenty-ter-tall giant, even if its density was the sa as a human’s, weighed over a thousand tis more than an ordinary person. Just its running was enough to make the ground tremble.
Not to ntion, the ground beneath was composed of a loose mountain of garbage!
Various types of garbage leaped about under the advance of the colossal cha. In such terrain, even Feng Xue found it hard to keep his footing, luckily the giant seed to understand its own lack of energy and did not...
"Whoosh!"
An unprecedented pressure poured into Feng Xue’s brain—the residual "touch" from a near encounter with death.
Without any extra thoughts, solely by instinct, Feng Xue grabbed his cloak. As his figure and the shadows disappeared together, a blinding red light fiercely swept by.
What was originally a valley like the mouth of a volcano was diagonally cleaved, molten liquid tal and burning garbage flowed from the break, the intensely glaring flas continuously fell along with the garbage, setting the entire valley ablaze.
Feng Xue, reappearing from the shadows, looked at the steel giant making its slow strides toward him, his expression extrely grim. Although the creature was so slow it was almost comical, that strike just now could have obliterated even the slightest trace of him.
Seeing that his escape route was now blocked by a sea of fire, Feng Xue took a deep breath, looked up at the night sky cast from the fractured do, and reached into his Storage Bag for the Feminization Filter.
Although it was a robot, perhaps the Feminization Filter would trigger the effect of the Holy Mother?
With the Feminization Filter tucked into his pocket, the scene before Feng Xue instantly transford. The enormous Artificial God, originally like a fusion of futuristic machinery and dieval armor, underwent a change.
The tal armor began to smooth and refine, and the sharp, ferocious helt was left with only two little wing-like ornants.
Apart from the alien joints and chanical connective patterns all over her body, she no longer possessed any chanical features; rather, she looked more like a female giant from so video gas.
Undoubtedly, the Feminization Filter’s alteration of cognition was totally based on the XP system. Yet, having had this filter for more than a day or two, Feng Xue didn’t even blink and imdiately unfolded the Mist Field. Before the opponent’s next round of attacks could arrive, he swung the Holy Mother first.
"Make sure to slice off so crucial components!"
Feng Xue silently prayed in his heart, and the Holy Mother didn’t disappoint, performing effectively.
As a slash far beyond Feng Xue’s ability spanned the heavens and the earth, the Artificial God-turned-female giant imdiately emitted a piercing buzz.
It suddenly split open along its chest and abdon, spewing out circuits, wires, and an eerie-colored ooze—it was to Feng Xue’s surprise that the organs dissected weren’t chanical components, but a person.
A beautiful girl with skin like creamy jade.
"No, no, this is all wrong!" Feng Xue almost stumbled in confusion, quickly realizing that although she didn’t know exactly what this "person" was, it definitely shouldn’t be a person!
This thing—it was the internal organs of an Artificial God!
It only looked like a person because of the Feminization Filter’s effect!
As she struggled to stand, Feng Xue felt no discomfort in herself, but could clearly sense that even the flas burning the garbage mountain seed dimr at that mont.
At that mont, countless thoughts raced through Feng Xue’s mind—Biological cha, Divine Flesh, Blasphemy Ritual...
But regardless of whether these speculations were right or wrong, Feng Xue was clear about one thing—
She mustn’t remove the filter!
Inner Strength surged from the Rushing Door acupoint to the Hidden White acupoint, and Feng Xue’s strength in her legs increased dramatically, illuminating the valley filled with fire, light as bright as day. In this state, Feng Xue couldn’t even reinitiate her use of shadows as a dium for her ghost-like appearances.
He looked at the path blocked by the flas, hearing again that grating sound modified by the Feminization Filter; not daring to look back, he gritted his teeth and charged straight into the flas.
...
Outside the valley, in a secluded village that had also burst into flas, what looked to be humans under the reflection of the fire exhibited entirely different deanors.
Hunters laughed wildly as they stuffed their spoils from the village into bags, continuously moving the weeping prey and shackling them with powerful restraints.
"Have we found the remaining people?" A man with a Short Blade kicked over a middle-aged man bound like a piglet and casually asked his follower, who imdiately replied,
"Boss, we’ve been doing this forever. These people are probably all rejects, the rest have probably run off long ago!"
"Rejects?" The boss grabbed the middle-aged man’s hair and lifted his head, laughing,
"You hear that? You’re all rejects. Where did the rest run off to?"
"I don’t know." The middle-aged man, not particularly tough, genuinely did not know the whereabouts of the others in the village.
To such an answer, the man seed unsurprised, glanced at the harvest around, and then ordered,
"Mick, Ross, burn everything we can’t take with us. Sanger, take your n and check the surroundings for any traces. The rest of you, co with and transport the livestock first..."
As he spoke, he stood up but suddenly heard his follower’s voice—
"Boss! Boss! The back mountain, the back mountain..."
"What happened to the back mountain?" The boss’s eyes lit up, stepped forward, and then heard his subordinate shout,
"The back mountain is on fire!"
"Oh?" Hearing this, far from alard, the boss was pleased. Usually, these villages, even if they fled, would never start a fire. Conversely, if a fire erupts out of nowhere, it could only an there were traces they needed to destroy with fire!
"Mick! You stay here and watch the harvest. Everyone else, follow !"
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