Wandering in Dragon Ball

"Caught!"

Feeling that the target was already in his spiritual thread, Mittelland breathed a sigh of relief.

Her eyes were gray at the moment, and the blood vessels near the corners of her eyes were bulging, like countless maggots swimming secretly under the skin, which was extremely scary.

In this state, Mittelland could see tens of millions of "threads" of different colors floating in the air. Among them, the most colorful "threads" organized into spider web shapes were caused by the mental power she controlled. The silk rope of transformation.

After being entangled by these spiritual threads, no matter how powerful the opponent is, it is impossible to use space skills safely.

Of course, if the opponent's mental power is much stronger than his own, Mittelland would never dare to use this trick.

She would never have imagined how high Li Meng's actual mental power was, nor would she have thought that such a little guy with low combat effectiveness could backfire on her own mental power.

After hearing Mittelland's confident words, the group of pursuers slowed down their flight speed.

They carefully looked at the boy from Earth who seemed to be bound in mid-air, and were a little confused that he didn't faint after Mittelland's attack.

Could it be that this earthling has some treasure that can prevent mental shock?

Kelt took out a gray oval-shaped spiny fruit shell from his pocket and shouted toward the Earth boy: "Take it!"

In an instant, Li Meng was attracted by a strong gravitational force. At the same time, his body gradually became smaller as he moved, and he was actually sucked into the mysterious spiny fruit shell.

"The prisoner's magic weapon?"

Many god generals were a little surprised when they saw the Celtics confiscating the earthlings' treasures.

This is a divine space treasure used to imprison powerful prisoners. Unexpectedly, Celtic would actually use it to deal with a brat whose actual combat strength was only a few hundred thousand.

"I have a bad feeling. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Leave quickly!" Without further explanation, Kelt ordered a retreat.

It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. Before he finished speaking, a ghostly figure appeared quickly behind Kelt.

"Captain, be careful!"

"who!"

Celtic, who was on guard for a long time, punched behind him, but he only hit an afterimage.

"Crack!"

The sound of sharp blades cutting fragile objects fell in everyone's ears, and blood splashed in the air.

The arm holding the prickly fruit shell that imprisoned the boy from Earth was actually cut off by the mysterious comer!

"Hmph——!" Kelt's face turned pale, he held back the pain and looked straight ahead.

A misty mist loomed, wrapping the severed arm.

A heart-stopping sneer echoed in the air:

"Jiejiejiejie...I accept this favor..."

Seeing this scene, many generals and warriors subconsciously turned on their combat effectiveness testers.

"Buzz..."

Can't you see the combat effectiveness?

Kelt frowned, and he thought of a possibility.

"Are you the remnant soul of ancient times?"

This question made everyone break into a cold sweat. What did the Celtic captain say? The remnant soul of ancient times?

That's an enemy that almost only appears in SSS-level missions, okay?

How did you meet here?

"Oh, you are indeed well-informed, and you actually know our predecessors..."

"But the word "ancient times" seems a bit old. I am only over a hundred years old now, Jie Jie..."

Hearing these words, the God Realm warriors present were shocked.

More than a hundred years old?

How could he easily cut off the captain's arm at such a young age?

This fighting talent is so exaggerated!

Although everyone has sealed their own power now, they still have a guaranteed combat power of at least five million. The cut just now was not easy.

Mittelland looked around and found that there were three guys not far away who couldn't see clearly, staring at him eagerly.

Her spirit was shared with everyone when she launched the battle. Everyone knew about her discovery at the same time.

There is more than one enemy!

Big trouble!

Celtic was hesitating whether to break the seal and snatch back the people on Earth, but the other party spoke:

"You don't want to kill that kid, right? Once we do it, he won't be able to survive if it's affected."

Celtic heard this and said coldly: "What? The ancient remnant soul would also be interested in a kid with low combat effectiveness?"

"Jie Jie... Since he is the person you want to arrest in the God Realm, the enemy of your enemy is your friend. How can we ignore our future allies..."

At this point, the ever-twisting mist in the air suddenly stretched out a dark red tongue half a meter long, sucking the prickly fruit shell into it.

The severed arm turned into a puff of light smoke and dissipated into tiny specks of dust.

"Monster!" Celtic's heart trembled.

Just now, the opponent digested his own flesh and blood in an instant, obviously devouring his severed arm in some strange way.

"Heh...it tastes good, but it lacks a little fear..."

The mist squirmed and gradually transformed into human form.

A delicate and delicate face appeared in front of everyone. It was a young woman wearing blue gauze with dark green skin.

She is about two meters tall, her ears are pointed like the legendary elf ears, and her pink hair is as blurry as mist.

The woman's eyes are as delicate as water, with a hint of purity and tranquility at first glance, but only the purple glimmer that flashes in her pupils from time to time reveals a captivating murderous intent.

"I am... one of the ten star generals of the God Destroying Army... Qian Ying."

"Everyone, the little girl had a great time today. See you another day..."

As he said that, Qian Ying, who claimed to be the Ten Star General, showed an intoxicating smile, and everyone was in a trance for a moment.

With a pop, before anyone could react, she disappeared out of thin air.

"Not good!" Kelt came back to his senses and looked at Mittelland, "Where are the people?"

"Run...Run...I can't keep up with my speed..." A drop of sweat broke out on Mittelland's forehead. Just now, she was charmed by that weird smile and couldn't mentally lock onto the opponent.

"The other party is a little weird. Everyone, go to the safe area to gather. I will report the mission and switch it to an SSS-level purgatory mission!"

Hearing Kelt's words, the group was shocked.

SSS level mission...

That means that they can no longer seal their strength and must use their full strength.

The world of gods may not be able to withstand such fluctuations in battle.

Ten minutes later, the system's roar echoed everywhere in the space of the world of gods:

"Emergency maintenance! Emergency maintenance! All players are requested to log off and leave the world of gods immediately. If anyone's body is damaged during this maintenance, the official will compensate for it afterwards!"

"Emergency maintenance! Emergency maintenance!..."

……

In the distant time and space hall, Weiss opened his eyes.

"A letter asking for help?"

The Bird of Time unfolded the transmitted letter in front of Weiss.

After reading it, Weiss had a doubt in his heart.

Do the remaining souls in the world of gods have any descendants?

There is obviously a chance to hide in the real world and survive, so how could they mess with their minds and mess with the God Realm when their strength is still weak?

Without thinking too much, Weiss slowly stood up and took his sacred scepter from the table studded with diamonds.

"Beerus, wake up! There's a mission!"