Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 892: Thanks

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So, how to trigger it?

Li Ang took the [Dice of Shining Destiny] out of the backpack, and found that it was much heavier than expected. The touch of the hand was cold and firm. Even if it was pinched between his fingers, the surface of the dice continued to change and could not be seen clearly.

He weighed it in his hand, and a sense of sight naturally emerged in his mind, prompting him how to use the dice.

"The previous owner of this dice, a senior member, has died, so this dice has become an inheritance system,"

Li Ang squinted his eyes and said to himself: "The successor does not need to participate in the assessment like ordinary newcomers, as long as the extraordinary power is injected into the dice.

If the total amount uploaded at one time is enough, you will be recognized by the dice and will automatically become a junior member of the "Super Friends Alliance"..."

"You have to pay the principal first, and then divide into junior, intermediate and senior members?"

Chai Chai smacked his mouth, "Why does it sound more and more like a P2P pyramid scheme... eh, why did you put it away?"

"Hmm."

Li Ang put the dice into the backpack and said casually: "I haven't returned to 5000 in my divine power, and my spiritual power has not been fully recovered. If I upload half of the dice and find that the share is not enough, it will be embarrassing - I didn't say it above. Principal will be refunded.

Wait until the status is fully restored. "

"Oh."

Chai Chai nodded and suddenly realized something, "Huh? 5000 divine power?"

Li Ang smiled and roughly explained the process of ordering the hive unit to collect amber blood. By the way, he rolled up his sleeves and removed the artificial skin covering the back of his right hand, revealing the imprint of the gods.

The previous mark of the swamp reindeer **** has a gray and black background, and three wooden vines overlap to form a triangle. The outside of the triangle is flowing river water, and the inside is dotted with vines and colorful flowers.

Over time, the river ebbs and flows, and flowers and vines wither and bloom.

And now, after incorporating the divinity of the distorted starfish, the shape of the god's mark has changed,

Becomes a chaotic, quivering, changing shape sphere.

Li Ang tried to use divine power, and found that compared with before, the creation, life, and healing effects of divine power were preserved,

The aggressiveness and assimilation are stronger, and there is also a hint of destruction, death, and distortion buried in it.

The efficiency of converting the power of faith into divine power has also been greatly improved,

It shows that the recovery speed of divine power is at least twice as fast as before.

"So is it a demigod now?"

Li Ang sat on the wooden chair in the alchemy workshop, lost in thought.

The tiny amount of divine power emanating from the body makes the wooden chair bloom with colorful flowers,

Chai Chai's eyes lit up, and he picked up a bunch of flowers, first weaved a wreath on his head, and found that the longer the flowers grew, the more he weaved a wreath on the spot,

It's even very ingenious, using black flowers to form the word "Lien" in the middle of the wreath.

"The occult books don't say how to be a god...

Generally speaking, when a divine creature is promoted to a demigod, there should be some visions, right? "

Li Ang muttered, his eyes caught a glimpse of the imprint of the gods that was changing shape, and he pondered: "Do you want me to trigger it myself?"

He frowned slightly, focusing his thoughts on the god's mark on the back of his hand.

Boom!

There was an explosive roar in his ears, and Li Ang only felt his consciousness stretched sharply, and he saw such a scene in a trance——

In the dark and vast space,

The dense, towering tentacles dance wildly, surrounded by a swamp of various green plants.

The swamp was smashed to pieces with the hands and feet,

A swamp without shape constraints regroups again and again, slowly advancing with silent churning bubbles.

The two sides are in a stalemate, and the battle lines are tugging back and forth. The novel of Ziwei

The lifeforms that touch the wrists and feet are more powerful, but the swamp has home field advantage, and the total is more, and it is difficult to compete for a while.

Is this a confrontation between the deformed starfish and the reindeer god, the will that remains in the divinity...

In the dark, Li Ang had a vague intuition,

Gods are immortal, even demigods or even dying spirits, their tenacity is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

For a long time, the broken will fragments of the reindeer **** have remained in the imprint of the god, but because the reindeer **** is dead, there is not much movement.

After all, it is the divine nature inherited from plundering, and it is fine to use it normally. If you want to go further, you must completely erase the traces of the will of the reindeer and the deformed starfish...

Li Ang took a step forward, and his will rushed towards the battlefield like a turbulent tsunami,

Wherever I passed, the swamp mud was forcibly flattened, such as the ancient well of Wubo,

Touching the wrists and feet was like being struck by lightning, and it stopped abruptly.

However, in the next second, the swamp and the arms suddenly woke up, and the fragments of will remaining in the divinity were furious,

A mere mortal wants to destroy the will of the gods?

A 20-meter-high tsunami from the swamp slammed down like a towering building.

Li Ang looked up and took a deep breath. The player panel was lit, but the items and props inside could not be taken out, and the skills could not be used.

In other words, this is not the real world, but a battlefield at the consciousness level in the mark of the gods.

The toughness of the individual will...

Li Ang took half a step forward,

Shut up,

Boom.

Wow——

The swamp mud seems to be split in two by an invisible big hand,

The entire piece of the wrist and foot is sunken, and the outline of the fist emerges.

Li Ang stepped on the ground and jumped into the air, his arms slammed down like iron pestles, and his arms and feet were deeply crushed into the mud.

The countless memory fragments that make up the personality of "Li Ang" surged up from my mind,

Those who are happy, sad, angry, desperate, and joyful flash in front of us like a revolving lantern.

A long time ago, Li Ang also resented the ruthlessness of fate, his own situation, and the cruelty of fate.

The dark mud of despair and anger stripped him of all the light of hope, drowning and suffocating him little by little.

If I hadn't met Wang Congshan and the dean, what kind of person would I be?

Maybe after Xiaoqiang's death, he will completely abandon the bottom line and act recklessly.

Enjoy the pleasure and excitement of breaking and playing with the rules,

Laughing wildly, watching the world burn,

Finally because of strong self-loathing and self-destructive tendencies ~IndoMTL.com~ voluntarily died at the hands of the righteous "heroes",

Put an end to the fate of "Li Ang", a tragic individual.

Li Ang tore the last arm and foot into two pieces, and a faint smile appeared on his face stained with a little mud,

The nameless anger that ignited as the memory surged, slowly subsided.

Peaceful, firm, grateful.

In the real world, Li Ang's turbid eyes became clear again, he slowly exhaled a turbid breath, and looked at the back of his hand.

The triangular swamp pattern disappears, replaced by a moss-covered reindeer skull placed on the grass.

This is the mark that truly belongs to him.

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