MTL - The Apocalyptic Master of Synthesis-Chapter 656 Laboratory (for subscription)
When the soul-receiving skeleton entered the battlefield, a large number of black spheres suddenly gushed out from a building that looked like a pool at the bottom of the laboratory.
These black spheres are somewhat similar to those outside that can turn into beasts, but they are not as agile.
If you want to talk about the difference, it is that the black ball in front of you seems to have no soul, and it is not agile at all when it comes out of the pool.
But the characteristics that this black sphere should have are still there. After being released from the pool, three obviously darker black spheres appeared above the pool.
The three spheres seem to be discussing something with each other.
In fact, the pool is a black sphere that has lost its soul.
And these three darker spheres are the special souls discovered by the soul collecting skeleton.
They usually put the black spheres that have lost their souls in the pool, and use the energy of the laboratory to warm them up, in order to ensure the activity of these spheres.
When needed, the three of them can produce a soul to form a powerful legendary beast for battle.
It's just that these black spheres can only form a legendary beast, and these three are working in different directions.
The beasts they transform also have their own focus. Usually, they always consider the enemies they have to face, and arrange corresponding souls to form legendary beasts.
But this time they obviously felt something was wrong.
Soul Receiving Skeleton walked over alone, but walked out with the momentum of thousands of troops.
The most important thing is that the soul harvesting skeleton has obviously locked them, which makes them feel a little nervous.
When releasing the black sphere, they were also discussing what kind of shape they should use to kill the soul-receiving skeleton.
"I think it would be better to attack from the ground. I can turn into a sandworm, and then I can turn into a giant snake. As long as I can swallow that skeleton in my mouth, I can solve anything."
"You think too much, swallow it, you forgot how many spirit **** you lost after swallowing that legendary level last time, this time it is a legendary level enemy, I think we should fight head-on.
It just so happened that I recently learned the battle form of Behemoth Behemoth, which is the strongest on land, so let me do it. "
"It doesn't work on the ground, we have to fly. I mastered the state of the dragon last time, so I can fly up and attack."
"The dragon is useless. The strongest thing about a dragon is not flying, but breathing. You can't breathe, what do you do when you fly?"
"I think it's better to use my method. The giant snake is actually a good idea."
"No, Beamon is the best. If not, I can transform into a Minotaur or other strongest beasts on land."
While they were still arguing about this matter, the soul harvesting skeleton was already approaching the laboratory.
This road is endless, and the pace of the soul-receiving skeleton looks leisurely, but it is not slow at all.
He walked around the beasts blocking the way in three or two steps, and walked into the laboratory with ease.
In this laboratory, there are also some beasts composed of black spheres for defense.
But these beasts are much smaller than those outside.
Those beasts attacking mechanical spooky bodies are constantly absorbing other black spheres, trying to make themselves bigger.
But the beasts in the laboratory are different. They are smaller and more flexible.
They will also cooperate with each other to fight, unlike those beasts that attack the mechanical ghost forest, wishing that all their companions are dead, so that they can absorb more black spheres.
When the soul-receiving skeleton entered the laboratory, these beasts rushed out from all directions.
They cooperated with each other and launched an attack on the soul-receiving skeleton.
But the soul-receiving skeleton is now a legendary master. The normal attack level has exceeded the attack level of the dragon, not to mention the ability to kill the enemy directly.
When these wild beasts rushed over, the soul-receiving skeleton just waved the sickle in its hand, and killed at least a dozen wild beasts.
But after these beasts are killed in battle, they will also turn into black spheres. As long as there are no injured parts, they will immediately transform into new beasts.
This slowed down the progress of the soul-receiving skeleton significantly.
Faced with such a situation, the soul-receiving skeleton is still taking it easy.
For him, quickness and haste are useless.
The enemy is there, and they cannot escape.
There are so many enemies rushing out to stop him, which means that the enemies are afraid.
Just kill all the way and kill all the enemies that stand in your way.
So the soul-receiving skeleton still walked step by step according to his rhythm.
Until he felt a different breath coming from the laboratory.
"Finally, have you made your choice?"
Soul Receiving Skeleton felt that one of the three special souls was getting stronger. It seemed that they had already chosen their way of fighting.
So the soul-receiving skeleton stopped and focused on the location where the breath came from.
The next moment, a bang was heard, and a huge orangutan rushed out from the ground.
The orangutan dropped its hands to the ground, and a pair of fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth.
From the action of this orangutan, it can be seen that this time the chance to choose one of the three is the land combat master who became the winner.
Of course, he has no way to become the Beamon he imagined. Compared with orangutans, Beamon is strong enough, but if he really wants to say that he knows Beamon, it is just a talk, he just met him once Beamon, I saw the battle of Beamon slaying the dragon.
Apart from this, he has never seen Beamon again. At this time, turning into Beamon is at most just a show.
This person is very clear about what kind of existence he is facing.
So after he gained control, he still chose the beast he is most familiar with, the orangutan.
Of course, considering the size of this orangutan, it is not a problem to call him King Kong.
After escaping from the passageway of the laboratory, the orangutan still slapped its chest and roared a few words like a real orangutan.
When he was about to look for the enemy, he found that the soul-receiving skeleton had appeared less than a hundred meters in front of him at some point.
The orangutan in front of him is more than forty meters tall. For him, the distance of a hundred groups is about three or four steps.
When he saw the soul-receiving skeleton, his eyes widened, and he roared at the soul-receiving skeleton.
But when he was still yelling there, the soul-receiving skeleton jumped up from the ground, and chopped the orangutan's right arm with the sickle in his hand.
The orangutan did not expect that the soul-receiving skeleton would take the initiative to attack. Facing the scythe, the orangutan could only reach out and pat the soul-receiving skeleton, trying to blow the soul-receiving skeleton into the air.
But if the soul-receiving skeleton can make a move, it will definitely not be a direct charge. When he cuts out the sickle, the soul-receiving skeleton has already made a plan for the next attack.
