Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 300 - 141: Decepticons, Retreat!
More new humans had already started fleeing in panic, swarming towards several passages that led into the tomb chamber.
Judging by the current performance of the divine corpse, it wasn’t entirely unbeatable.
The reason for such a catastrophic result was that during the resurrection ritual, the high-level combat power within the Ancient God Evolution Divine Teachings had basically sacrificed themselves fully.
On the scene, not to mention existence of A-level.
Even A- level players weren’t left with much.
In such unprepared circumstances, isn’t it as easy as swatting flies or cutting chives?
Plus, a group of new humans directly offering their necks for slaughter, delivering merits eagerly—how could one not be impressive?
According to Lu Wenwu’s judgment, the power of the divine corpse is indeed strong, but its attack power is at most comparable to the previous Fallen Old Dragon King, not as strong as after the second stage transformation.
Transformed AC Little Milk Cow, after buffing everyone, switched to Strong Attack Bottle and charged up an arrow, successfully piercing the skin of the opponent and shooting inside.
But the divine armor remnants were unexpectedly sturdy, and three-stage charged shots only left a few white spots.
Good, data get; the defense of places uncovered by broken divine armor is incomparable to the Old Dragon King.
The Old Dragon King’s soul power defense withstood Little Milk Cow’s arrows, directly preventing penetration.
The offense-defense aspect is slightly lacking, but the divine corpse’s recovery ability is ridiculously absurd. No one knows the limit of those tentacles.
Each has a life value of tens of thousands, no different from B+ level life, which assures a long battle.
“Well then…”
After placing Xiaopang Cat into Spirit Heaven Mountain, Lu Wenwu’s lips slightly curled upwards.
The golden-red dragon scales revealed on his skin, and the Nether Yin Dragon Wings on his back spread out to their fullest, “swish.”
At that moment, his heart beat like a war drum, producing a roar akin to thunder.
All over his body, the qi blood swiftly circulated.
Pale red blood energy and Fire of Huodou simultaneously erupted from his skin.
The dragon horn and dragon tail simultaneously grew and took shape, and even Lu Wenwu’s muscular, knotted limbs exhibited dragon-like features, resembling dragon claws.
A pure dragon power spread, causing the already peak aura of Long Yuanhai to break through further upward slightly.
“Let me see the purity of the corpse of the God of Frenzy!”
“Boom!”
The rough high platform front instantly shattered into a sky-full of debris, and the light-speed Lu Wenwu, with his Nether Yin Dragon Wings flapping, appeared almost instantaneously in front of the towering, majestic head of the divine corpse.
“Taste a punch from Grandpa Tyrannosaurus!”
The golden-red dragon fist was covered by black, eerie flames, unlimited evil qi materialized, and together with the fist gang, it condensed and took shape.
The Military Killing Fist empowered by the Demon God’s Spear at this moment was stacked to an unimaginable degree, seemingly detached from its own constraints.
Even the high levels of Divine Continent personally choosing to gift Lu Wenwu this skill might not have imagined that a punch technique merely at the [Advanced] level could explode with such astonishing power!
How can this be the might of an [Advanced] level skill?
Even if it were said Lu Wenwu was using a skill at the [Ultimate Skill] level now, other players would believe without a doubt.
A natural talent, abilities different from the ordinary, and the method of completing the instance combined to create such a miraculous transformation.
For ordinary people, they would have long abandoned this basic among basics after attaining high-level skills.
Yet Lu Wenwu has cultivated it into a unique fist intent, almost stepping into the [Peak of Perfection] realm at any time now!
With a punch launched, it was as if an endless Sea of Blood collapsed and smashed down.
Lu Wenwu’s lightning-fast punch, along with his arm, plunged completely into, and the gigantic head of the divine corpse was instantly hit by the explosion effect of Demon King’s Fury.
The dried skin shattered, the hard skull was pierced, and the entire brain tissue was blasted apart!
The black Fire of Huodou using the dried brain fragments of the Ancient God as fuel burned fiercely, reducing many tentacles to ashes.
Lu Wenwu understood in his heart that the head was no longer the fatal weakness of the divine corpse.
But aiming at the head, one punch blowing up the opponent’s head has long been the principle of ren and virtue he adheres to in battle!
Surely, these tentacles are parasitic within the divine corpse, controlling it as if manipulating a puppet.
Not only can they unleash powerful forces, but they can also use themselves to repair this damaged divine corpse.
Then, if I completely blow up this divine corpse, can your tentacle-formed Theseus’ Ship continue to sail?
The divine corpse staggered from this forceful blow, retreating three steps sharply.
The Earth roared with its heavy footsteps, emitting a rumbling sound.
Countless followers not yet perished let out non-human screams upon seeing this scene.
Their god!
Their all-powerful god in their hearts!
Had its brain blown out by a punch!?
This couldn’t be possible!
This punch directly shattered the Dao Heart of many worshipers, their eyes lost focus.
They can no longer bow and pray, only sitting there dumbfounded, their spirits seeming evacuated.
Lu Wenwu’s punch somewhat stunned the divine corpse.
The tentacle monster split from it all fell into a similar dazed state upon its brain exploding, simultaneously halting the act of harvesting followers’ lives.
The still vigorous Long Yuanhai took the lead, together with Wu Jianqing and the other three, transforming into harvesters, began the reverse manic harvesting of these tentacle monsters’ lives.
