The Calamity of the Gods

Although Bai Jia and Qin Peng were quite famous in the Oasis before, they could not really be considered top-tier hunters.

There is a generally accepted standard for top-tier hunters: to kill a C-class irradiated beast single-handedly.

Bai Jia attempted the challenge three times, and Qin Peng attempted it twice, both times failing.

It was their failures that spurred them to pursue greater power. When news of the massive recruitment drive at the Cable Oasis arrived, they joined without hesitation, knowing that the area possessed the most advanced hunter modification technology.

At this moment, the two were taking turns firing, constantly blocking the flame boys who were attacking from all sides.

Although these fire boys only possess some outdated weapons, they are just as fearless as the irradiated zombies. Moreover, their unique physique makes them difficult to kill unless a vital organ is struck.

Bai Jia witnessed a boy with white fluid oozing from his brain roaring and lunging at him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been exposed so quickly.

Qin Peng took a step forward, and the arm blade popped out of the groove in his forearm, ruthlessly severing the enemy's head.

"What should we do? Should we retreat first?" Bai Jia asked while reloading.

"Let's blow it up first!"

Qin Peng flicked his feet, and four mechanical pulleys flew out from his feet.

"I'll distract them, you go and detonate it."

The power unit in his lower leg emitted a powerful airflow, allowing Qin Peng to glide at a speed comparable to some motorcycles, and far more agile. At this moment, he was gliding while firing his gun, trying to attract the attention of these white monsters.

Bai Jia crawled forward, using the cover to reach the calibrated bomb, and connected the wires that were not yet in place.

Then they fired several shots into the sky, which was the agreed-upon signal.

Upon hearing the gunshots, Qin Peng fled almost without hesitation, dodging several Molotov cocktails thrown by the Flame Boys along the way.

"You fire-playing dogs, die!"

The explosion rang out instantly, accompanied by Qin Peng's roar.

The intense flames instantly engulfed most of the checkpoint. A dozen or so fire boys had just stepped out of the room when they were met with a raging inferno.

The Flame Boy has become the real Flame Boy.

With the help of the flames, the sniper rifle bullets accurately targeted the flame boys, taking them down.

"How many did you take down?"

"Three hidden sentries, and you?"

Five.

"Hey Three-Eyed Bro, what about you?"

Three-Eyed didn't answer; instead, he frowned.

"Watch out, something big is coming."

Amidst the flames, a tall figure slowly emerged. It was a fat man nearly three meters tall, with a belly almost a meter in diameter. He wasn't just bloated; his bright red muscles were constantly writhing. This guy had no skin at all; his entire body was flesh and blood.

The high-temperature flames teased his body surface, causing his flesh to quickly scab, crack, and splatter pus. After two or three times, the pus actually covered his body surface, preventing the flames from burning through.

"Damn, it's the butcher! Old Qin, watch out!"

With a cry of alarm from Bai Jia, a huge bronze ball ripped through the air and hurtled towards him. Qin Jia's pupils contracted, and he lunged to the right. The steel spikes on the bronze ball grazed his back, causing a burning pain.

"Grass!"

While firing, Bai Jia quickly reloaded his weapon. His fingernails were "magnetic fingertips," which reduced his reload time for firearms by 10%.

However, the butcher on the other side only used his mechanical arm to shield his face, and the bullets, hitting his thick skin and flesh, could not penetrate it.

The Slaughterer, a high-ranking unit of the Flame Motorbike Party, is the guardian of "God" and possesses combat power comparable to a top-tier mechanical hunter.

The opponent's right hand was transformed into a mechanical arm. At this moment, the mechanical arm shook, and the huge steel ball bounced back and smashed towards the white armor at an even faster speed.

A sense of crisis gripped Bai Jia's heart, and almost without thinking, he unleashed his most powerful technique. His waist began to burn, and his entire body started to heat up, his pupils dilating due to the intense pain.

The next moment, Bai Jia's agility increased dramatically. He dodged the giant hammer with an exaggerated iron bridge move, and then twisted his waist dramatically as he rushed towards his opponent.

At this moment, Bai Jia was emitting a burnt smell, the smell of burning protein.

The High Protein Burner: Bai Jia obtained an advanced plugin by chance, which allows him to gain immense strength and agility by burning proteins throughout his body.

However, it only lasts for three minutes.

In just two seconds, the man in white armor appeared in front of the butcher, his military dagger plunging deep into the butcher's thigh.

The butcher let out a painful roar.

White Armor darted through the opponent's crotch and slid behind them.

The sharp spike in his hand was ready to pierce the other person's waist.

However, a dark shadow suddenly attacked from the left.

With his arms crossed, Bai Jia faintly heard the sound of bones cracking during the impact.

"Such a large size, yet it's so fast."

No wonder I only managed to insert it onto my thigh; I was clearly—

Bai Jia was knocked down six or seven meters away. He struggled to get up, only to find Qin Peng entangled with the other party.

After pulling out a pain suppressor and inserting it into his thigh, Bai Jia didn't hesitate for a moment and pounced on him again.

Even though it was two against one, the two were still in grave danger when facing this monster.

In the three-eyed man's vision, the whole world seemed to expand a thousand times. He could see dust floating in the air and ants crawling in the cracks of the wall.

According to his blind master, if this eye were developed to its limit, it could even see every cell in the human body.

Then he went blind.

According to the blind man, those who walk this path must learn to exercise restraint.

If you can't control yourself, you'll end up like him.

Three-Eyes was a good boy. He suppressed his desire to see even smaller things and began to lower his eyesight.

According to the boss, creature hunters must learn to harness the power of creatures.

This process was very uncomfortable; the veins on his neck bulged. Fortunately, a bucket of cold water gushed from his temples at the crucial moment, and he knew that his "biological plug-in" had started to work.

Unlike mechanical implants, biological implants are modifications made to biological organisms; a neural deceleration device is 'inserted' into the transplanted eyeball.

If the optic nerve conducts signals particularly fast, the 'nerve deceleration device' will activate to slow down the nerve.

This is not the ability of "Electronic Bee Eyes," but rather the ability of another type of radiated beast to vomit giant objects.

This all-consuming monster possesses an insatiable hunger, the source of which is delayed neural response.

When the three eyes closed and reopened, only ten pupils remained on each eyeball, moving with the 'Butcher's' movements. This was the unique dynamic capture ability of the electronic bee.

Soon, these actions combined to form a pattern of behavior.

In this mode, the three-eyed creature can even see the other party's movements "in advance".

Three-Eyed raised his sniper rifle; unlike the others, his sniper rifle did not have a telescope.

He suddenly recalled scenes of hunting in the tribe. Although he was thin, he was always the one who hunted the most.

The bullet flashed past in the next instant.

The butcher's head snapped back, and amidst a desperate scream, a bullet entered his right eye and exited through the back of his head.

The screams even alerted the creepers who were secretly causing trouble.

"Tsk tsk, looks like I don't need to help anymore."

As the monitor, Huang Wen naturally knew that there was a butcher at this toll station, which was why the creepers were brought over.

Now it seems that the blind man's apprentice, Three-Eyed, was not taken for nothing.

The next moment, two punk-style motorcycles suddenly rushed out from the burned-out tollbooth.

On the motorcycle, four fire-breathing boys screamed wildly and made insulting gestures at the people in the distance. They didn't look like they were running away at all.

"Idiot!"

An eerie light emanated from the worm's eyes.

The next moment, to the astonishment of the Flame Boys, countless fleshy buds sprouted from the motorcycle, the brakes failed, and the steering wheel could no longer be turned.

Soon, these motorcycles covered in fleshy buds turned around and slowly drove back.

The wriggler stood with its hands folded behind its back, its old eyes fixed on the other.

"Can you demonstrate that gesture again so the old man can see it?"

Silence reigned.

Finally, after blocking the butcher's dying counterattack, the entire tollbooth was taken down.

Elsewhere, General Sun Tu, the gorilla, sat atop the corpse of a butcher and spoke with Huang Wentong.

"I've got this sorted out. Yes, there are indeed quite a few things to debug in the new mechanical module. I'll report it over."

However, after glancing at the corpses of the fire-breathing biker gang scattered all over the ground...

Sun Tu grinned, "Even so, one of us can still take on ten butchers without any problem."

"Understood. Operations proceed as planned. By the way, the higher-ups are sending some new weapons over for battlefield testing, so the plan needs a slight adjustment. It doesn't need to be so secretive; we need to leave some traces for the enemy to see..."

Three days later

Flame Pass, Gray God Palace—a scene of frenzied yet eerie activity.

The burly man with a nasal tube inserted laughed heartily, drinking alcohol and milk at the same time.

The dwarf children were jumping and hopping around in it.

Bionic figures with missing limbs danced gracefully among them.

The ground was covered with large braziers, flames raging, and the source of the flames was charred corpses.

"Great, incomparable God, the Temple of Fertility has produced another 124 of your children."

A waiter knelt on one knee and respectfully reported.

"Congratulations, great God! In this way, your number of offspring will soon exceed ten thousand."

The high priest flashed a fawning smile, but his other head was cursing, "You fool! We've encountered a powerful enemy. What use are more offspring now!"

"Who can withstand divine might!"

"You treacherous minister!"

The two heads sprayed each other with words, their hands and feet flailing about, and soon they were locked in a fierce fight.

"Stop!"

The conjoined high priest immediately stopped what he was doing, and in the darkness, the white-haired yet strong god stood up.

"I can feel the distant flames burning. We must put them out as soon as possible, or it will turn into a catastrophe."

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