On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

[While in a state of confusion, the mind is weakened, but after being stimulated, the upper limit of strength and extreme combat power will be greatly enhanced, exerting combat power beyond the fifth level of demigod.]

【weakness:? ? ? 】

In just a few minutes, Mu Yu was shocked twice by the introduction and weakness summary of the evil god's projection.

The first thing that was affected was the state of chaos. Mu Yu had never considered that the Cannibal Cult's Bible would accidentally clash with the Evil God's original blood mist power, leading to the current situation.

The second is the strength limitation of the fifth-level demigod. It is very strong and abnormal, but after seeing the descendants of the deep-sea giant, Mu Yu's feelings have become relatively "faded".

It seems... this fifth-level enemy is within our ability to withstand?

Just as the thought appeared in his mind, the wriggling mass of flesh in front of him suddenly burst out with a terrifying blood-colored energy.

A spiritual pollution penetrated the protection of the witch's veil and attacked Mu Yu's mind directly.

A long-lost stinging pain, just a glance, Mu Yu was shocked by the power of this fifth-level demigod to the point that his eyes bled and his eardrums stung:

"I'm really overthinking it. Damn, can this fifth-level fighter fight?"

Pulling the fortune teller and Mr. Mu back while being on full alert, Mu Yu decisively retreated seven steps without having to use demigod-level weapons, choosing to completely hand over the control of the situation to the two seniors.

"Mr. Mu, Senior Bu, this... depends on you."

"If anything goes wrong, you guys take care of it. I'll cover the rear!"

To put it simply, Mu Yu found an opportunity to retreat tactically, staring intently at the tense situation on the field.

The fortune-teller and Mr. Mu, who were at the center of the storm, exchanged glances and came to a mutually agreed-upon idea:

This projection of the evil god doesn't seem to be that strong?

They didn't know that Mu Yu's true eyes had already seen the fifth level of the chaotic body. They just looked at the strength and found that the mental attack that the other party had just launched was only the third level.

Not to mention that Mr. Mu, who has hidden his strength, needs to take action, even if the fortune-teller uses a trace of the power of the fourth-level rules to fight head-on, he will not be at a disadvantage.

"No matter what the reason is, kill him first!"

Mr. Mu did not hesitate. After the pure essence of wood emerged from his right hand, his strength began to soar from the epic level.

Epic Rank 12, Demigod Rank 1, Demigod Rank 2... all the way to Demigod Rank 4, step by step, the former's eyes wandered, and he exhaled softly:

"I'll be on the left, you'll be on the right, let's find its vital point!"

When people are killed, they die, and so do beasts and monsters...

The fortune teller nodded, and as he watched the green light of life burst forth, a white abacus phantom floated out from his mind. Many of the chips inside had been partially stained white due to the influence of the endgame chessboard.

An incomparably rich life force, a power of divination that could calculate all the secrets of heaven. After the two looked at each other tacitly, they transformed into streams of light and fiercely struck the surface of the rotten flesh.

The rotten flesh sensed danger, and the place where the blood was already dripping down began to be soaked with a large amount of black mist.

Just before the two men's attacks arrived, the black mist and the bloody rotten flesh merged again, turning into a boiling, rotten meat ball.

The black gas that permeated the flesh ball rose into the sky, and as everyone watched with bated breath, it connected thousands of blood-colored chains together. The bumpy flesh ball was linked with bloody flesh chains of varying thicknesses.

This fusion of bloody torture instruments and scenes of an extremely evil hell caused many survivors with weak willpower to lose their fighting spirit and freeze in place after just one look due to the powerful oppression.

"Level 4!?"

The fortune teller and Mr. Mu paused in their flight, and just when their attack was about to succeed, they suddenly turned around and used their flying skills to pull back.

Two powerful attacks hit the surface of the meat ball and the chain, but apart from stirring up countless flesh and blood residues and blood all over the air, they did not penetrate into the interior at all.

After breaking through the numerous encirclements formed by the layers of chains, the two completely different forces were completely annihilated and forcibly blocked.

"back to normal?"

As soon as this thought came to mind, the three people in mid-air felt an extremely cold gaze being stared at. Two blood-red pupils suddenly appeared on the bumpy surface of the rotten meat ball.

It stared intently at the three people present, scanning them greedily and unscrupulously. After a pause of several seconds, a dry, broken mouth appeared among the squirming flesh.

“I didn’t expect that… you… didn’t die at that time;

It's... interesting, were those useless gods and sub-gods the ones who saved you, or... or..."

The voice was intermittent, but fortunately it was able to express the original meaning of the projection of the evil god relatively completely.

Its eyes swiveled around as it surveyed its surroundings. After finally adjusting to its current body, it continued its stumbling, mocking tone:

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect that Shi that guy would actually want to use the rules to get a piece of the pie with me. How ridiculous."

"How could something of this level be able to affect everything about the clones I created by absorbing the secret realm and life force?"

The projection of the evil god was extremely angry at the previous intentions of Zhang Yunxin, the rotten flesh. After the rotten flesh twitched and rolled dozens of times, the distorted face formed by the blood-red pupils and ugly split mouth finally calmed down and continued to stare coldly at Mu Yu and the other two:

“All the ice life forms within the dungeon above the fog have been devoured by that useless Zhang Yunxin.

I have to thank the food, otherwise I wouldn't be able to improve my level and strength so quickly in this new sea area."

Among the many projections of evil gods scattered throughout the sea, the power and characteristics of this fusion-eating creature in Mu Yu's new sea area, coupled with the speed at which it absorbs life, is undoubtedly one of the few excellent projections.

It slowly condensed into a human form as its rotten flesh squirmed. It completely ignored the attacks from the fortune teller and Mr. Mu. It raised its hand with disdain, pointed at the three of them, and threatened them in a tone that sounded like an order:

“Those four pieces of trash from the Dark Dragon are worse than dogs.

In consideration of the fact that you dealt with them, I will make an exception and accept you as my slaves.

With special permission, you will obtain the cannibalism teachings to accelerate your strength.

When used, it also has the blessing of part of my projection power, which is enough to comprehend two more stages on the original level.

Two generous terms, exchange your name and soul for me, how about this deal?"

Asking blunt questions, the projection of the evil god became more and more skilled in eliminating chaos and controlling itself after absorbing more and more life force.

Mu Yu and the other two stared coldly at everything in front of them, their palms already filled with cold sweat.

qnmd's Eye of Truth didn't even last three minutes, and the opponent was about to get rid of the confused state. Are you... kidding me?