From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Before the werewolf could ponder the reason, Xiao Miao's hand touched its head, and a warm, calming feeling entered its mind, making the werewolf drowsy.

"Sleep, relax!" Xiao Miao said slowly, his life force invading the werewolf's inner world.

Warm and peaceful, as if returning to the embrace of the beginning, the werewolf's tense muscles instantly relaxed, his eyelids closed, and his huge body fell backward.

boom!

After falling to the ground, the werewolf's body gradually shrank, returning to its human form. It closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

The magician's eye twitched, and he silently quickened his chanting. A giant fire serpent materialized before him, its scales lifelike, and it was about to take shape.

Xiao Miao waved his left hand lightly, and an invisible force spread out, transforming into a heavy hammer that struck the magician.

The spell abruptly ended, the fire serpent collapsed automatically, and the mage was thrown backward uncontrollably as if he had been hit head-on by an invisible stroke of luck, spitting out two streams of blood from his mouth and nose.

The mage had considerable combat experience. While flying in mid-air, he endured the excruciating pain and concentrated, casting a basic mage shield on himself.

The next second, an invisible force appeared again. The mage's shield flickered twice and then shattered. Xiao Miao flew close behind like a shadow, aimed two pistols at the mage and pulled the triggers. At the same time, he once again used his Force to transform into an invisible hammer and smashed it down.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

At the critical moment, a short figure quietly appeared, standing between Xiao Miao and the magician.

He pulled out a two-meter-long heavy hammer from somewhere, and swung it around with both hands, spinning it at high speed in front of him like an electric fan. His short stature and the huge hammer created a stark contrast.

The bullet was deflected by the hammer, and the Force hammer collided with the physical hammer, producing a dull thud.

The short leader was knocked into the air, flipped, and landed heavily, his hammer handle slamming into the floor and leaving a broken groove.

Compared to the leader, the mage's landing posture was less graceful; he landed hard on his buttocks like a wild goose landing on the sand, grimacing in pain.

"Who exactly are you? How could a Celestial Walker of your caliber enter such a low-level world?"

The short leader was both shocked and furious, feeling that he had been set up.

Perhaps the conspiracy against their own team had already begun from the moment the teleportation failed.

But... that doesn't make sense. The worlds you arrive at after a failed teleportation are all random. Does the other party have some kind of prophetic ability?

Why go to such lengths just to deal with me? The short leader felt he wasn't qualified.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. The short leader felt as if an invisible hand was controlling everything, so he took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Whoever you are, let's call a truce. Your target is the Brotherhood, and Sloan is over there. Do whatever you want with him, okay?"

Sloan, who had been watching the show with a smile, suddenly turned pale, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

"A truce?" Xiao Miao sneered, "At this point, you must be joking!"

He immediately made his teammates cough up blood, launched an attack as soon as they met, and now that the situation is changing and he feels something is wrong, he wants to call a truce.

Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Xiao Miao, who is not a good-tempered person to begin with!

boom!

With his body strengthened by the Force, Xiao Miao's feet instantly shattered the floorboards, and he transformed into an arrow, rushing straight towards the leader.

"Heh, you really think I'm afraid of you?" The leader also let out a sneer. He had always looked down on the Skywalkers, and seeing that the other party was being disrespectful, he immediately swung his hammer and charged forward.

Xiao Miao enveloped his body with the Force, concentrating two tons of power into his right fist. The leader's arms expanded, and the heavy hammers compressed the air, creating a hurricane.

Two terrifying forces collided with a deafening roar!

Bang-!

A dull thud echoed on the third floor, and the violent impact spread outwards from the point of contact. Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly across the floor beneath their feet.

If this were set in an old, third-rate novel, the impact of this collision would be enough to shatter the void!

"Such immense power!" x2

A sigh flashed through their minds simultaneously. They each took two steps back, stopped, and continued their entanglement.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every move the two made, every punch and kick, possessed terrifying power. Each impact caused violent tremors, the floorboards shook continuously, and a hurricane-like force swept up mud and sand.

"This...so Smith is that amazing?" Cross stared in disbelief, his back against the wall, staring intently at the figure amidst the dust, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.

"The assassin's bloodline can actually achieve this level of skill; adrenaline is truly amazing!"

Fiery Fox's face was blank. He had actually thought of luring this guy into an alley and winning through close combat.

Sloan stared blankly at the battle between Xiao Miao and the short leader, his heart starting to race.

Those who manipulate fate will ultimately be devoured by it.

Sloan inexplicably recalled the prophecy, but refused to admit he was wrong, so he could only silently pray for the short leader.

boom!

Another loud crash, and the heavy hammer slammed down. Xiao Miao raised his arms to block, but the floor beneath his feet suddenly shattered, and he was smashed into the second floor by the hammer.

The chieftain placed the hammer at his feet, removed his hood and mask, revealing a Western face that looked like a dwarf from a fantasy story.

Before he could wipe the sweat from his forehead, a tremendous force appeared out of nowhere again. The dwarf chieftain's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively gripped the hammer handle.

The next second, a surge of primal force slammed him against the floorboards. After a muffled thud, the floorboards collapsed, and the dwarf leader fell to the second floor.

Bang! Thud! Boom!

The battle continued, with two humanoid tanks rampaging across the second floor, transforming into a demolition crew and smashing down brick walls one after another.

The dwarf leader was tough and thick-skinned, and Xiao Miao also had the Force protecting him, so the two fought to a standstill for a time.

boom!

The dwarf leader crashed through the floorboards and flew back to the third floor, his head making intimate contact with the ceiling before slamming to the ground.

Xiao Miao flew back to the third floor through the hole, intending to continue his attack, but when he looked down, he saw that the mage was right next to him, muttering something to himself.

They must be chanting and casting a spell.

The mage's face turned ashen, and he cursed his bad luck. In his line of work, the worst thing was for a warrior to get close to him.

Despite having a mage shield, in the eyes of the enemy before him, the shield was probably no different from an eggshell.

Xiao Miao casually used his Force to shatter the mage's shield, abandoning the dwarf leader and charging towards the mage.

The key to defeating many enemies is to reduce their numbers as quickly as possible; otherwise, you'll be worn down by a war of attrition.

Before he could get close, the dwarf chief pushed aside the rubble on his body and rushed over, grabbing Xiao Miao and slamming him to the ground.

The two wrestled together, exchanging punches and blows in close combat, each strike landing with tremendous force.

"Quickly, kill him now!" the dwarf leader shouted, in a language Xiao Miao had never heard before.

The magician responded, raised his wand and approached the two, quickly chanting a spell, and a slender flaming spear slowly materialized.

Xiao Miao grabbed the dwarf leader's arms with both hands, and the two struggled desperately, unable to gain the upper hand for a while, with the floorboards beneath them creaking.

The other party was very determined, and Xiao Miao tried several times but failed to influence the other party with the Force.

Xiao Miao used most of his primal force to enhance his physical functions, leaving only a small portion that he could control freely. As the flaming spear was about to take shape, Xiao Miao's mind raced, searching for a way to break the deadlock.

Got it!

Xiao Miao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized that he seemed to have fallen into a mental trap. He used his mind to control a portion of the Force to fly towards the magician.

This portion of the force can at most be converted into a pushing force of a dozen kilograms, which is far from enough to knock down an adult.

But if used correctly, it might have amazing effects.

Xiao Miao had shattered the mage's shield, and the Force had successfully attached itself to the mage, rapidly circulating under the influence of his will.

The magician shuddered, feeling an invisible hand constantly stroking his body and sliding rapidly along his skin.

"Damn it, what kind of power system is this guy using?" the mage cursed inwardly.

The most troublesome part of intercepting the Skywalkers is that they travel through too many and too complicated worlds, and they can always come up with strange and unusual power systems that catch people off guard.

Unseen hands touched her stomach, then quickly moved down to her legs, paused briefly, and then moved back up, finally stopping between her legs.

The magician: "..."

He realized something, his eyes instantly filled with terror and despair: "Wait, no, I surrender, I surrender!"

"Too late!" Xiao Miao's voice was like a biting winter wind: "One million units of magnetic field power, twist them!"