Rebirth of the Star Rat

Chapter 301 The strongest fighting race, the Belo Stars!

Extraterrestrial starry sky, dark universe, magic Pluto.

"Ten times burst fist".

"Arcanum: Slicing".

Two figures criss-crossed in the void, one in blue and one in black.

Their figures tore through the barrier of space and hit the same figure.

Immediately, there was a roar of "Ho...".

The entire void trembled, and the entire space seemed about to shatter.

"Do you still want to struggle?" The pitch-black figure was retreating, and his legs stepped across the void. Immediately, his figure stopped and shot backwards.

There was a golden light in the eyes, and a terrifying crisis enveloped the heart of the figure.

Roaring, the whole body curled up into a ball.

"Lied to you" the pitch-black figure sneered:
"You can defend against soul attacks, and I'm not a fool, how could I keep consuming my soul to attack you."

With a sneer, the pitch-black figure stepped out of the space in front of him, and appeared in front of the curled up figure. A pair of pitch-black palms were bent into fists, clenched tightly, and pure gold appeared faintly on it. Generally restrained gold.

The berserk power smashed down through the air.

Terrifying power moved the airflow above the star dome, and the airflow turned into a huge fist following the movements of the pitch-black figure.

From a distance, it looks like a giant beast protruding from the ancient times, about to destroy the entire world.

The terrifying punch directly smashed the thick scales on the body of the curled up figure. When the scales were broken, his body pierced through the space and fell towards the ground.

"Secret Method: Conferred God Slash".

The wind and cloud swirled and turned into a huge phantom of energy, and the law of the middle condensed the body to form a giant wind dragon that looked like a living thing.

The wind dragon stirred Fengyun, it opened its huge mouth, and blue light spit out from his mouth.

Pointing his mouth at the figure flying upside down, he spit out countless blue rays of light.

The cyan light was all formed by the attacks of the cyan figure, each of which carried the law of wind's cutting, speed, sharpness, sharpness... strength, this moment of time was tens of thousands of attacks.

The flying figure was not blocked by the scales, and the entire body was cut into pieces by the infinite sword light and flew out piece by piece.

However, they were bound together by that trace of original power, and they seemed to want to recover.

"Secret Method: Ten Times Explosive Fist".

There was a loud bang, and before he could recover his original appearance, the pitch-black figure chased after him, and golden energy poured in from the entire fist.

He directly punched the pieces of meat.

Annihilated, directly annihilated.

The tortured figure is not the Creator, nor does he have the existence of fully comprehending the origin of the Creator, nor their terrifying recovery ability.

Therefore, being punched down by the pitch-black figure, golden energy directly poured into every cell of that piece of shredded meat.

The energy is surging and spreading to the surroundings.

The spreading energy is huge, the energy in each cell contains the energy of dozens of nuclear bombs.

The energy generated together can instantly fall a star like the earth thousands of times.

As the energy spread, the pieces of meat collapsed directly, and then exploded in the starry sky.

"Secret Method: Meteor Cone".

"I don't believe it anymore, without a body, you can still defend against soul attacks."

The jet-black armor on the body surface of the jet-black figure glowed with a deep light, and a terrifying aura emanated from his whole body, spreading the energy generated by the explosion to both sides, and two golden rays of light shot into the starry sky in his eyes. among wandering souls.

These two rays of light seemed to be more powerful than the exploding fist, and the wandering soul was shot by the light, and let out an insane scream.

His soul became much more transparent in an instant, as if the whole body was about to disappear, or was about to dissipate with the wind, but the wind was just a space-time storm.

For the pitch-black figure, it was just an instant.But for the soul being attacked, the pain is eternal.

I don't know if it was with relief, but before the soul dissipated, his expression was a little abnormally flat, and his soul gradually dimmed until it disappeared.

The fluctuation of cosmic energy gradually disappeared, and after a distance of thousands of miles, the pitch-black figure stretched out his palm again, and grabbed it out towards nothingness.

As if reaching into time and space to grope, most of the palm disappeared immediately, but hundreds of miles away, a palm appeared, gently grabbing a pitch-black heart with a faint black air , and shrank back.

Looking at the black heart with slight doubts, the pitch-black figure seemed a little unbelievable. He might be in disbelief that after such an explosion, the pitch-black heart survived without any damage.

The cyan figure walked over through nothingness, and he stood opposite the pitch-black figure, remaining silent.

"Hey, here you are." It seemed that the heart was useless, and the pitch-black figure threw him to the blue figure, saying:
"I think it's better for us to go back to the supply point and prepare some things. I always have the feeling that it won't be easy for the Sword of the Gods. Maybe we should prepare some things so that the chances of completing this mission will be better." big".

"En" put the pitch-black heart into the space ring, the blue figure thought for a while and nodded.

……

Alice has been a little irritable recently.

Even though I felt in my heart that the person in the dark armor and the strange clothes would surely die if he received those three tasks.

However, she wasn't sure that would be the case.

God knows, is that someone who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?If this is the case, the rights of the guests have been violated. At the supply point in the starry sky, unless the Supreme God stands behind her, it will be useless even if the Great Creator comes.

She will be deprived of all rights, all property, and then planted with the Slave Curse Seal, and handed over to that strange man as a slave.

Alice was somewhat confident about her beauty.

That monster doesn't say that he can bow down under her pomegranate skirt, but he probably won't kill her, but when he thinks that he has a one in a million chance, he will be abused and insulted by a man who has never even seen him before. , She couldn't help feeling a little disgusted in her heart.

But the nausea is disgusting, and I don't know if it's because the woman's sense of substitution is too strong. From time to time, she still has scenes of herself becoming the heroine and rolling around with that strange man in various places in her mind.

Hey... Taking a long breath in her heart, she thought to herself: How wonderful it would be to be Mr. Crazy!
Wait... Mr. Crazy, Alice's body trembled slightly.

She thought about it, and thought about how to solve this trouble.

As long as she temporarily sets the weird man's task as impossible to complete, his task will not disappear and will always exist. In this way, as long as the weird man completes the task, she will kill Mr. Madman at worst.

In that case... Alice, you are a genius!
However, Alice's expression became a little gloomy again, and she suddenly thought of another question. The starry sky supply point is on duty with two people, each on a five-year rotation. .

damn!

Alice especially regrets her previous "because of love, it doesn't exist".

All she had to do was resign herself to fate, Alice had a look of grievance on her face, and she even walked on the road in a trance.

The body met another body and collided with each other. Alice let out an "ouch" and flew upside down.

As a staff member of the extraterritorial battlefield, Alice also has the cultivation of the starry sky realm. She stepped on nothingness with her feet in midair, and then turned her body and landed on the ground.

"Why are you like this? You don't have eyes when you walk?" After staying in the mission tower for a long time, no one dared to touch Alice. She developed a spoiled temper. To be honest, it is a limited princess temper. Hit, she was in a bad mood, and immediately said sullenly.

But when she raised her head, she was stunned, and then she turned around and wanted to run away.

Damn it, it's him, it's him!

The person who bumped into him was the one who wanted to get him all the time. Maybe he didn't care about others at all. The high-level executives at the supply point would protect him, but no one dared to say anything about him. Maybe he didn't dare to do anything in the mission tower. , but here, he absolutely dares to do anything.

You know, the Bello people, the number one fighting race in the universe, are all powerful and terrifying bastards, especially the one in front of him. His strength is rumored to be almost no worse than a lunatic, and behind him, there is a Bello man standing Supreme God.

In the past, he didn't dare to do anything due to the rules of the supply point, but now he bumped into him, not he bumped into himself... Hey, no matter who bumped into whom, he must have offended the dignity of his strongest race in the end.

With this reason, Alice didn't think that the top management of the supply point would save her, and the majesty of the Supreme God could not be disobeyed.

It's terrible, this time it's really miserable, even, Alice thinks, the weird monsters who were so hateful in the past are so cute, you must know that the Belo people are all monsters with long hair and tails behind their backs.

Except for the face, Alice couldn't find any trace of Bello's appearance.

"Do you want to run?" Fingers slightly bent, the person who collided with Alice sneered, followed by a terrifying suction in the palm of his hand, Alice has several levels of cultivation in the starry sky, at this moment , doesn't seem to have any effect.

He was hugged directly by the two-meter-tall Bello Prince Bejiro.

Smelling the fragrance of Alice, Bergiro smiled. He couldn't find any reason to make a move because of the face of the supply point.

But now... just as Alice thought, as the grandson of the supreme gods of the Belo clan, the strongest fighting race in the universe, his face is equal to the dignity of the Belo people, the majesty of the title of the strongest fighting race Do not offend, otherwise, you can only die...

　A chapter with three thousand words, the next chapter, before twelve o'clock, will still be a chapter with three thousand words...

　　
　
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