I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 774 - 453 These players are somewhat terrifying_2

It seems their body structure differs significantly from ordinary humans, with much greater Power, and even when facing the Fifth Realm, they aren't at a disadvantage in terms of Power.

The only weakness is their speed.

However, with scale Defense, the weakness in speed isn't a big issue.

Now, these Lizardmen, seeing the influx of enemies charging at them, fearlessly charged forward.

The result was that the opponents didn't use any strange, lowly techniques and came in directly with fists.

Fist against fist, Flesh against Flesh.

Ha, we love this.

The Lizardmen wore ferocious grins.

They have never feared melee Combat.

Even if outnumbered, it doesn't matter.

This is our world; soon, many more companions will arrive. We just need to hold on for a while.

Boom.

Boom!

...!

Upon contact, the Lizardmen were sent flying one after another, spewing blood from their mouths, scales on the struck area cracked. Though not dead, they suffered severe injuries.

They lost fighting strength.

"Impossible?"

The enemy excelled at hand-to-hand Combat and was even stronger than them.

If it were just a few geniuses, that would be one thing, but they were all like this.

Dear Players of the Little World, without stopping, sped past wildly.

The Lizardmen instantly lost three parts of their courage.

Instantly, they were

They didn't notice that the enemy's fists directly shattered into Flesh and blood, with even the Bone showing cracks.

For ordinary enemies, they could swing three punches.

Dealing with Lizardmen with scale Defense, by the second punch, their arm Bones would shatter piece by piece.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to unleash this level of attack.

But now, for the Players of the dear Little World, it was merely a regular Attack.

They advanced, advancing with Gold, advancing further.

For their own Little World, they attacked relentlessly.

As for regret or death, they didn't consider it.

This madness.

In just one encounter, the Lizardmen, whose numbers were far greater, collapsed instantly, unable to withstand even a single breath.

This is the terror of the dear Little World.

On par with the most fervent believers, fearing neither death nor anything else.

It enabled our side to easily take the upper hand here.

As for Small Knife, he had long since leaped, riding on Flying Sword, speeding away at full speed while other Players blasted open a gap.

There's limited intelligence on this Lizardman Mini World; without familiar terrain, its World Core and Earth Vein Extreme Point directions couldn't be determined.

Small Knife simply chose a direction and went full speed ahead.

The terrain he passed was all mapped out.

In Personal Space, Heavenly Dao Mode, he collected this terrain information, as well as the fluctuations of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi nearby, analyzing to gauge the possible direction of the Earth Vein Extreme Point.

Indeed, it was Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi; there was no Spiritual Qi here.

Small Knife's speed was incredibly fast.

However, he hadn't flown very far before a dense swarm of Lizardmen appeared from afar, in disarray yet heading toward him.

Among them were dozens of behemoth lizards.

Sizes ranging from over ten meters to several dozen meters long, akin to Giant Dragons.

Small Knife took one look, and the eyes of those giant lizards lacked the intelligence of dragons, yet emitted an ancient aura.

Most were rated at King Level, with the strongest even reaching Emperor Level.

Despite lacking intelligence, receiving this rating means even dragons might not be opponents.

Upon discovery, they weren't far away.

In theory, Small Knife, performing Sword Flight in the sky, could see very far and should have noticed earlier.

But he realized just now, which was clearly abnormal.

Small Knife quickly assessed but wasn't surprised.

Since coming here, without any shielding Treasures, the Master of the World would certainly be notified, and how could they not handle it immediately?

With a wave of his hand, yet another house-shaped Blessed Land was thrown out, from which numerous dear Little World Players rushed out.

They looked only for where the enemy was, charging for the sake of their Little World.

Regarding whether the enemy was formidable or not, or how great their numbers were, they didn't care at all.

With them madly holding back.

Small Knife, flying on Flying Sword, veered off course, sprinting in another direction at Supersonic Speed.

But after flying only a few meters, his form sank.

Falling downwards.

As the Master of the World, he clearly sensed the sensation of World Authority.

Was it restricting him from flying?

That said, it doesn't seem entirely limited either.

Just limited in height, flying within ten meters with Sword Control was still achievable, maintaining extremely high speed.

Sure enough, after not flying long, he encountered enemy blockades again.

Similarly, Small Knife released another group of dear Little World Players.

In this regard, Small Knife had abundant reserves, as all dear Little World natives, Daoist Soldiers, and others were brought along.

Of course, away from the dear Little World, such frenzy and explosive power couldn't last too long.

Even so, this battle was adequate.

Such fanaticism, Small Knife didn't like it, so he treated them as consumables.

Depleting them would be best.

Dear Little World Players roared, for a better homeland, let all enemies go die, die.

They charged forward.

Even with warnings from the Master of the World, the Lizardmen eagerly charged forth.

In their own Little World, breaking through bottlenecks was not easy, with high expectations on their lizard bloodline.

However, there was a shortcut: fair and honest combat, killing Otherworld players of the same Realm with their consent.

Since linking with other Little Worlds, the numbers breaking Realm bottlenecks greatly increased.

With scales for Defense and Sharp Claws for Attack.

Very few could rely on hand-to-hand Combat to defeat them and leave alive.

Lizardmen worship Warriors.

Bang, bang...!

Upon contact, the Lizardmen witnessed the terror of the enemies.

One punch could shatter their own fists; it wasn't hard to imagine how powerful such Attacks were.

Unprepared, the Lizardmen quickly retreated in defeat.

The Players, on the other hand, advance, advance, and advance again, with no retreat.

In their current mindset, there's not even a word for retreat in their dictionary.

Seeing the humongous behemoth lizards ahead, each scale resembled a small Shield.

But what of it, they steeled themselves.

Boom!

Several were smashed into Meat patties by the giant lizard's tail.

But it carried no intimidation, as other Players only pressed forward with no hesitation.

On the contrary, because a companion was smashed into Meat, it created opportunity, fists and Steel Knives and other weapons swung with all their might.

As for exerting too much force to dodge after a hit, such thoughts were utterly dismissed.

Steel Knife struck, the tiger's mouth cracking, blood gushing, fist striking apart.

No effective damage was dealt.

Leaving only a white mark.

Yet, our dear Little World Players aren't daunted.

Roaring, they unleashed even greater strength.

The Steel Knife came down again.

Boom!

With unknown force employed, the Steel Knife shattered.

Finally, a minuscule crack was left behind.

For this, the Player who unleashed this burst potential had both arms' Flesh explode, revealing ghastly white Bone, Bones cracking too.

It was tragic; those using fists were even more so.

One ineffective blow, without a word, the second punch went in, directly blasting the fist to smithereens, and who knows what methods were used to ignite such potential.

Even causing, the behemoth lizard winced in pain, huge body swaying, even its incredibly strong defensive scales cracking.

The behemoth lizard whined, yet the attacking Player was unsatisfied.

Even if his fist was already shattered to pieces.

Moreover, as the lizard got angry, swiping with a tail and scratching with Sharp Claws.

So that their companions couldn't react, directly turned into minced Meat, unable to resist.

These dissatisfied Players roared.

Boom, boom.

Because they directly collided onto the giant lizard's body.

Bursted wide open.

Who knows what methods were used, to unleash all their potential power for the most frightening blow.

This appeared as a self-destruct.

In reality, it wasn't, it was merely an attack with all their might, causing their bodies to buckle under pressure, bursting apart.

Clearly, this would be impossible under normal circumstances.

Even back when Small Knife conquered the dear Little World, these Players didn't exert themselves so much against Yin Spirit enemies.

Perhaps it was because, typically a single punch could knock back Yin Spirit Players, not needing so much exertion?

So Small Knife didn't know such full-force explosions were so terrifying.

Even so, it only caused the lizard's scales to crack, far from heavy injury, merely because the gap was too great.

However, Small Knife's concern for these Players wasn't about their Combat abilities.

It was their madness, the twisted fanaticism, which Small Knife strongly disliked.