Godlike: Copy Master

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"But, Brother Man."

Even we are no match for these demons.

Olaf the minotaur cried out, looking at the ugly demons around him who were eyeing them with lustful eyes. He was so terrified that he almost wet himself.

"Then we can only pray to the God of Time for the sake of our faith!"

As he spoke, Barbarian King Snaff raised his greatsword and looked at the demon closest to him.

"clang!"

With a crisp metallic clang, Sniff saw his greatsword strike the demon, sparks flying.

But when he removed the greatsword, it only left a scratch on the demon, without harming it in the slightest, leaving it completely unharmed.

"hey-hey!"

The demon minions, acting solely on their animalistic instincts, swung their hands at Sniff.

Seeing the attack, Snef instinctively held his broadsword horizontally in front of his chest to block.

However, the demon soldier's power was far more terrifying than he had imagined, like the force of a thousand pounds.

It snapped his prized broadsword in two and sent him flying far away.

"boom!"

A cloud of dust rose as the barbarian king, Snaff, was knocked to the ground, unable to move.

"Brother Man, Brother Man." Olaf quickly ran over and helped Snaf up.

"Pooh!"

Sniff, helped up by Olaf, looked disheveled and spitting out a clump of grass and mud, and said:

"This infected demon is too powerful; we can't defeat it at all!" said Spoon.

Chapter 84 When you're in the game, you need a background; turns out he's just a nobody.

These demons before us are hybrid offspring of failed demonic genetic evolution!

Because most of them lack intelligence and are driven only by animalistic instincts, they are considered failures.

But even among the failed attempts, there are still some slightly evolved elites.

Their bodies have also been modified by demonic genes, making them as strong as steel, and they possess superhuman strength.

These demons, like zombies, driven by their bloodlust, gradually surrounded the barbarian king Snef and his companions, preparing to devour them.

"Roar……"

A strange cry was heard, and the leading demon howled incessantly.

Upon hearing this shrill, piercing sound, all the mindless demons stopped in their tracks, swaying back and forth as if they had received some kind of command.

It is the leader of this group of demons, and the reason is that it has begun to possess intelligence.

Upon seeing this, a smug look appeared on the ugly face of the leader of the demons. His fat body slowly descended from the sky to the ground, walking at the forefront of all the demons.

He slowly approached Snef and Olaf, his beastly eyes revealing a covetous glint in them: "660."

The gaze was so intense that it made Sniff and Olaf clench their anuses tightly.

"What do you want to do, you bunch of beasts!"

Sniff, holding the broken sword, glared menacingly at the demon.

His underling, the Minotaur warrior Olaf, also picked up two axes and stood behind him, nervously watching the menacing demons all around.

"do not come!"

Snefer gripped the broken greatsword in both hands, his face grave, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

"ah!"

Seeing that the little devil ignored him and continued walking forward.

Sniff struck first, wielding his sword and slashing down once more.

Olaf, the younger brother, disregarded everything else and charged forward with his brothers' lives.

So he was the sole survivor of the Minotaur tribe!

So, for the glory of the Tauren! He immediately grabbed his double-bladed axes and charged forward without hesitation, fighting to the death.

The demonic little black guy revealed a cruel smile, and simply stretched out his arm, revealing ugly black muscles, and swung it forward.

A tremendous force, without any resentment, utterly and effortlessly sent Sniff and the bull warrior Olaf flying.

The current Sniffs and the Bull Warriors do not possess the super gene.

In terms of strength and defense, they are no match for the first-generation demon warriors; they are simply outmatched.

"Boom, boom!"

He fell face down, buttocks up, and his mouth was full of mud and grass.

Barbarian King Snaff and Minotaur Olaf felt as if their bones had been broken, their faces contorted in unbearable pain.

Just then, in the sky, the battle between the demon Ator and the angel Yan had also come to a conclusion.

Angel Yan was ultimately physically weak, and Ator, relying on her divine body, possessed considerable strength.

After blocking Angel Yan's sword, Ator smiled cruelly and plunged the Command Sword into Angel Yan's abdomen.

"Ugh..." Angel Yan groaned in pain and fell helplessly from the sky.

"Brother Manzi, what should we do?"

Now even the angel is seriously injured!

Olaf asked loudly, wincing in pain.

"I can't move at all! My bones are broken! I'm so anxious!"

"Barbarian Snef roared, his eyes bloodshot with rage, utterly helpless."

He was originally the number one warrior of the Northern Alliance, the lord of the Overlord City, and was invincible in the arena.

But now we can't even beat a low-level demon scum, it's a disgrace.

Angel Yan lay helplessly on the grass, a shocking wound on her abdomen, bloody and clearly very serious.

This beautiful scene lay on the grass, so pure and noble, yet also possessing a poignant beauty, like a painting.

A biting warm wind swept across the blood-red grass, masking the fragrance in the air and leaving only a lingering, slightly hot, fishy smell.

"I might die here today,"

From the moment she became an angel, Angel Yan foresaw that she would one day die.

As a warrior, she was bound to die in battle someday.

Whether it was a tragic death in battle, or the act of guarding a territory,

However, at this moment, Angel Yan couldn't help but think of Xu Yi, and thought to herself:

"Although such moments are destined to occur in a soldier's life,

But there's always that slight regret!

Angel Yan's crash site was some distance from Snef and Olaf.

The two wanted to run to Angel Yan to check on her.

However, they were surrounded by a group of low-level demons and couldn't get through at all.

At that moment, Atto slowly flew down from the sky and waved his hand: "Let them pass."

"Yes!" The leader, a shrew, was planning to eat them both.

But if he disobeyed Atto's orders, he would definitely suffer a gruesome death.

He could only make these little devils make way.

Sniff and Olaf quickly ran to Angel Yan's side.

Seeing the beautiful figure lying in a pool of blood so close to him,

Snefer collapsed to his knees, utterly dejected, and roared to the heavens, filled with grief and indignation.

"My God, even the left wing of Holy Keisha, Thunder God Yan, has been defeated by the demon's sword."

Is the justice system truly about to be reversed in its judgment of evil?

Good heavens, open your eyes!

Look at your people suffering! Who will save us?

Snefer was overcome with emotion, knelt on the ground, and prayed to the heavens.

However, apart from the sandstorm blowing even stronger,

Nothing seemed to have changed, and the heavens did not hear their prayers.

"My God, have you really forgotten your people? We are praying to you."