Weird "Avengers" are still born in the reapers, and the vengeful undead are pouring out their anger. The souls awakened by the God of Vengeance can only be used once to burn their own souls. Perhaps they are the ones with the greatest revenge ability.

weakness.

But at this time, the reapers have begun to adapt to and even "overcome" the physical scars.

After all, the quagmire of life is constantly "transfusing blood" to it.

A standard scar wound may be fatal to a human, but to a giant, it is just a blow to the eye of a needle. It will definitely hurt, but it may not be fatal.

The Gemmel that was absorbed and harvested became the flesh and blood of the giant. The forcibly evolved giant was "diluting" its cursed components. The vengeful spirits that could not be driven away were "diluted" by a large amount and greatly reduced.

its activity and threats.

And this is only the least important part for the Reaper to complete his strong evolutionary route.

[Great mind, great body, Almighty God, owner of the quagmire of life, guardian of the iron body, sower and reaper of Gomael, the gods sing my name, Tallo Reaper.

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Declaring God's name and realm again is a means to determine "self", so as not to be blurred by the torrent of vitality and self-cognition, resulting in the absence of subjective consciousness.

He is forcibly evolving, but it is not a sudden idea.

The world of the black earth also does this. It first sows the seeds of life to seduce foreign ethnic groups, and then harvests them regularly, allowing its flesh, blood and spiritual energy to be fed back to the black earth itself.

The world of "harvest" met the god of "harvest", forming a closed loop of evolution of a true god.

He will continue to "sow", wait for the moment when the wheat matures, then harvest, and then find a place to sow new seeds with new seeds. Under normal circumstances, wherever he should go, Gomel is producing.

But the Reaper's paranoia and uneasiness limited him

"How can I keep their loyalty if I let Gomel develop freely in other fertile worlds when they leave me?"

Treating his tribe as a tool and a time bomb that could be betrayed at any time, he never took the royal road designed by God Atel from the beginning. His evolutionary ability of regular harvesting was even considered to be too slow to take effect.

And not stable enough.

The overly cruel Creator gave Gomel a disaster, and their immature "seeds" also became the food for the evolution of the Reapers.

【Not enough, not enough, not enough!】

The gods were roaring, and hunger drove him into madness.

His forced evolution made his body expand again, but it was not a simple transformation technique. The deity's spirit and flesh merged into one, and the expansion of the revised body was equivalent to directly increasing the total amount of spiritual energy. It was a veritable re-evolution.

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That was the evolutionary template he had designed a long time ago, and it was the Thunder Giant that suited him best. Part of the foundation had already been laid, and the rest was just a matter of adding more energy and life.

The steel giant grabbed Gomel on the ground, stuffed it directly into his mouth and started chewing it.

That might not be able to fill that empty stomach, but it could at least satisfy the increasingly hungry appetite.

Fear, anger, uneasiness, hesitation, Gomel, who is regarded as a "crop", felt so many negative emotions for the first time, but what can he do? Their bodies are already filled with obedience genes. In front of the reapers, they can't stand it at all.

There is no possibility of resistance.

The relationship between the Creator and creation is so cruel and ruthless. The Creator does not need children and family, he only needs tools and food.

"It's your turn, Avenger, this is the 'opportunity' I mentioned before."

In a certain area, someone gave an order.

The next moment, a voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

[You, poor and pitiful creatures, long for revenge? If you can understand what hatred is and what anger is, and you long for a channel to vent your hatred, you can chant my name, Avenger.]

The next second, countless fluorescent lights on the battlefield responded to him.

"It hurts. Why do you want to kill us? Haven't we always obeyed your orders and acted as your loyal servants?"

"The betrayer is indeed a traitor. The leaflets on the human side are correct. We were deceived."

"The God of Revenge? Oh, I have nothing left. If you can help us take revenge, I am willing to give everything."

The quagmire of life has just begun, how can it stop here?

The already cherished Gomel giant has become one of the fodder to fill this "evolutionary bottomless pit".

However, the accumulation of fear and the resentment of unwillingness to die have gathered countless negative emotions on the battlefield. If left unchecked, powerful and dangerous undead creatures will be born in this ancient battlefield sooner or later.

The most important thing is that the hatred itself and the deceased have also suffered injustice and have the same desire for revenge!

More human-faced sores sprouted from the giant god's body. This time, the appearance was not that of a spiritual race, but that of the Reaper's descendant Gemmel.

And this is really not the most deadly. A large amount of awakened "violent poison" jumped into the quagmire of life without hesitation, using his soul to interfere and weaken his power.

Zheng Li waited patiently and prepared for this moment.

The white mire of life is dyed red by the resentment and hostility of the vengeful undead. The originally pure pool of life essence is now a mess. The colors are constantly changing, and the reapers linked to it are also constantly changing colors.

He was angry and annoyed, but he could only be helpless and furious.

Before the vitality of the newly dead Gomel had time to be digested, their souls were awakened by the God of Vengeance, and then jumped into the river of reapers, polluting the mire of endless vitality with resentment.

The time was very short, but at this moment, the reapers who were swallowed as food reserves not only ate dozens or hundreds of times of strange food, it meant hundreds of thousands or even millions of "vengeful souls".

The existence of a spiritual body with the same origin as the Reaper, using the resonance of spirit and flesh, easily penetrated his Kingdom of God's defense and forcibly merged with it.

The endless mire, the blood pool of life, is polluted.

The furious giant tried to stand up, trying to tear away the connection between himself and the "quagmire of life", but he hesitated and could not make up his mind.

In fact, time is no longer on his side.

The longer he delays and kills more, the more vengeful sons will begin to search for your fate.

His evolutionary path finally began to twist.
Chapter completed!