Orochimaru, Cherie and others have not been able to completely solve the problem of career success.
All their cohesive strength relying on professional species has also been taken away by Ai Ou.
And Ling Qing, Zhang Yuan Bai, Liao Fan, David and John have already solved these causes.
Even relying on professional species to gather strength, Io can take it away.
A huge laboratory in the foothills of Lagu Mountain.
Orochimaru and other six people gathered here to look at the huge Petri dish.
Feeling a strong sense of weakness, Caesar couldn’t help but rejoice and say, "Fortunately, we finally completed the creation of the blood god before."
Although this blood god also relies on professional ability, it has already lost its professional association through digital integration.
Not controlled by the gods.
On the contrary, after losing the professional species, the power that restricted us disappeared
Then let’s control the power of the blood god and return to the peak. "
"So let’s do it now. This feeling of weakness is really uncomfortable." orochimaru’s cold vertical pupil shrank into a hanging needle
Look up at the huge Petri dish in front of you.
In the Petri dish is a huge humanoid creature, like a demon condensed by blood.
The body is not stretched out like octopus scarlet tentacles dancing in the culture medium.
"Although he is not the perfect form yet, we have no time to do so," Caesar said with some regret
"Come on, don’t dawdle. orochimaru said it’s hard to feel this fragile feeling." Soldier Barton said that he couldn’t wait for someone to give him a chip.
"Each chip is equivalent to a blood god, and everyone has their own abilities to transform it and adapt to it."
Orochimaru looked at the chip in his hand with a fierce mouth and a drum in his throat, and a big snake crawled out of his mouth
The serpent core swallowed the chip in a roll and then slowly retracted into orochimaru’s mouth.
The man doesn’t care about this scene, but he has to wait for his own means to transform his chips.
Cherie took out a quill pen, and the chip was instantly sucked into the quill pen like ink.
Then in her mind, a feather pen wrote a story on a piece of parchment
Tell that story of a famous goddess in charge of military affairs, wisdom and poetic ord.
Amon raised my hand and wrote a contract to print the chip.
Andrevich took out a steel seal and printed it on the chip.
