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Gollum –

Outside the city, a puddle of rotten flesh like mud was wriggling.

Many barbs and granulations grew on this rotten flesh, and between the intertwined flesh sprouted tentacles.

This puddle of rotten flesh is like mercury, constantly spreading and corroding.

His size also slowly increased with constant wriggling.

It's just that because it's a fluid, it's hard to see how it expands with the naked eye.

Where the mud passed, all the vegetation and trees were swallowed up and melted into his body.

[Fusion - Devouring Mud]

[Rank: Mythic]

Level: 60

HP：1，229,000，000,000/1，229,000，000,000

Skills: Devour, Fusion, Fusion Reproduction, Physical Damage Nullification, Magic Resistance, Mutation Optimization, Fusion Regeneration, Super Regeneration.

Description: A puddle of mud that can swallow everything and transform it into its own energy evolution, rumored to be a mug that overflows from a cup capable of granting all wishes, seems to be on the verge of evolving to a hyper-mythical level.

One point and two trillion HP.

Compared to the [Ancient Silent One] of the super mythical level, it is only a little weaker.

Ultra-mythic creatures all have a bug-level skill.

It's like the Silence of Death of the Ancient Silencer

Although Devouring Mud has a lot of Devouring skills, it also has self-protection skills.

But it's still not a bug.

The bug is his ability to fuse.

It is possible to evolve itself by constantly devouring.

At this time, the owner and the archmage flew above the sky, shooting black mud arrows from the mud, like a rain of arrows in the sky, giving people a feeling of inescapability.

The archmage propped up the shield, and the mud arrows crackled and exploded on the shield like raindrops.

"It's not a way to go on like this!"

"But we can't run into the city, this mud is clearly targeting us! If we pull this mud into the city, it will be bad!"

In the city of forest spirits, not every goblin clan has such a high combat power as them.

"Seal Palm!"

The owner took a deep breath and slapped it from top to bottom!

Rumble!

The mud along the way was crushed and exploded in mid-air, bursting like juice.

This palm is imprinted directly on the body of the mud.

A huge slap print dented in the mud.

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However, as the mud flowed, the mark instantly returned to its original state.

"Damn, my attacks didn't work against him at all. "

"The Twelve Pillars of Ice Prism. "

Knock knock –

Twelve icicles protrude from the ground, and these twelve icicles protrude through the black mud.

The black mud punctured by icicles was surrounded by a layer of frost.

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However, the next moment, the black mud surged, and as he squirmed, the twelve icicles were actually eaten like this.

The nutrients are gone.

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On the body of the black mud, there are more things like ice slag.

Far from harming the black mud, these icicles have become part of its evolution.

Brush it!

The black mud rose up like a hill, surging like ocean waves, and in an instant, it actually rose a height of several hundred meters, and pounced towards the two goblins flying in the sky.

"Make no mistake!"

At the front end of the black mud, there was actually a deep ice.

"I said, Elder, don't tell me that the ice at the front of this black mud was not formed by you. "

The archmage of the court purred in his throat.

His voice trembled a little and said, "This ice is formed by itself. "

The owner clenched his fist and twitched at the corner of his mouth.

"The speed of this evolution is also very fast. "

With that, his body burned with flames, and his body changed rapidly.

In just a few seconds, he has grown from a Zhengtai appearance to a tall man.

"Brother. "

"You are fast, hurry back to the city and let people take refuge, I will hold him back for a while. "

The court archmage was stunned for a moment: "It is immune to physical damage, why are you delaying! I'll drag it, you go back!"

After hearing what the court archmage said, the field owner was stunned for a moment.

"Okay. "

The next moment, a sonic boom cloud was created.

Bang –

A kilometer away.

"Damn, you might as well excuse yourself. "

In front of me, the black mud like a sea tide was about to lap down.

"Damn! Remember to bring me rescuers! Lao Tzu still wants to live for a few more decades!"

"Magic Limit: Deep Knot!"

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From the earth to the sky, the ice spreads and rises.

Blood spilled from the corners of the court archmage's mouth, and his eyes were dizzy.

[Magic Limit: Overdraft the maximum health by 20%, consume all mana to strengthen a spell, all the effects of the spell are increased by 20 times, and its control cannot be reduced, and it will fall into an overdraft and weak state for 20 days after the release is completed. 】

[Absolute Deep Knot: Freeze a target for one minute.] 】

[Overdraft Weakness: All attribute values are reduced by 50%]

"Twenty minutes, brother, it's up to you. "

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Sixteen wins in a row, seventeen wins in a row –

Killing all the way, Luo Heng did not encounter any opponent who could be called an enemy at all.

During this period, there is no shortage of clones of the Dance of the Dragon, the proud and bloody battle spirit.

However, in Luo Heng's hands, these clones are just one skill and two skills are killed.

Finally, it came to the twentieth battle.

The first few battles were all devastating, without the slightest suspense.

【Twentieth Battle】

[Venue: Blank]

Luo Heng stood on the vast expanse of the field.

What Luo Heng faced was a dark-skinned [Luo Heng: Replicator]

"Sure enough, even I copied it. "

Fighting against himself, Luo Heng This is the first time.

Zila-

However, on the body of the clone Luo Heng in front of him, there were still slight ripples shaking.

It's like an unstable signal.

"Crippled?"

The secret of the gladiatorial arena Luo Heng had also studied it before.

In the late game, it is not uncommon for players to be promoted to mythical talents.

After they entered the Colosseum, the Colosseum recorded their data, all of which were mutilated.

A year later, the game came to life, and the skills and knowledge of the game were integrated into the player's mind.

The player realized that it was because of the broken law.

Mythical-level talents are already considered to be the law of the upper rank, and the [Gladiatorial Arena] can only record the law of the middle rank at the most, if it is recorded with the capacity of the law of the median.

Only mutilated records can be obtained.

That is, the castrated version of the replica.

As for the super-mythical level talent, it did not appear in previous lives, but in theory, it is called the law of perfection.

This [gladiatorial arena] can't accommodate such advanced laws.

In the face of his own clone, Luo Heng did not show mercy to his subordinates, but took the lead.