Capítulo 1457: Chapter 192: Let’s See Who Will Save You!
The blood-red streak sliced through the starry sky, resembling a cot striking the moon.
The planet’s atmosphere was gouged out, leaving a colossal depression.
Speed Mach 20—Mach 30—Mach 50!
The Killing God that once terrified half the cosmos descends again!
“I see it clearly… it’s that cha.”
“It’s that Demon God Asura!”
“Quick—notify the Young Master!”
The shrill cries instantly spread throughout the entire fleet.
…
“This ti, let’s see who will save you!”
Sigler Palma’s chilling words echoed through the stars.
His right hand raised again, and twelve black flas ignited one by one around his wrist.
Dark Sky—Clock Killing Formation!
Though the Locust Fleet was enraged, it seed they could no longer stop Sigler at this mont.
No one could fathom how intense the killing intent of this youthful master of the Iris Family was!
The tilting of Mosibai Mountain was his lifelong disgrace!
The lost honor of the Iris Family could only be reclaid through slaughter!
The killing intent descended from the heavens, like a torrential rain completely enveloping Mu Fan, unavoidable.
The SSS-class ruins Demon God [Dark South Planet], this charged strike, was sufficient to lt through a planet.
No matter how strong the Dragon Rider War Armor was, it was still just a Single Soldier Battle Armor, fundantally different from a cha.
Mu Fan’s entire body felt a faint stinging sensation on his skin at this mont, the mark of being thoroughly locked onto.
Under the cover of these twelve bundles of black fla, within a radius of ten thousand ters, nothing living would survive.
“Mu Fan, I’m here!”
At this mont, a white light shot through the sky.
The long white hair accessory trailed a phantom behind the helt, and with the agility of an ancient knight, [Lightning] suddenly appeared midair, accompanied by Yin Shuai’s heavy breathing.
Mu Fan’s figure was instantly locked onto by White Hair’s naked eye.
As the muscles in his palm trembled slightly, the mushroom-headed muzzle aid below and fiercely pulled the trigger.
Buzz, a white lightning twisted and struck Mu Fan below.
The instant the just airborne Mu Fan’s figure froze in place.
The surrounding air seed to congeal, as if he was trapped in glue.
Mu Fan’s eyes followed that white lightning upwards, just in ti to see the ancient cha [Lightning] in the sky.
“Go!”
White Hair’s arm trembled again!
Buzz.
Mu Fan’s figure instantly disappeared.
A white sphere flashed 3,000 ters away, and Mu Fan, leaping in mid-air, was instantly freed from restraint, landing abruptly.
At the sa ti, those twelve black lasers struck the place where Mu Fan had previously been.
Black flas soared skyward!
Sigler’s cold eyes lifted nacingly, “Are there more who seek death?”
“Let’s see where you can hide!”
The right arm suddenly lifted forward.
Buzz—
Boom boom boom boom!
The twelve lasers carved a long straight line on the ground in the direction of the arm.
After igniting the twelve black flas on his arm, they did not disappear like before but began to rotate along the wrist.
Where the twelve black lasers swept, whether mountain rocks, trees, or those gigantic mutated Fierce Beasts, they ignited and vaporized in this extre heat upon contact with the lasers.
In a casual lift of the hand, the distance of 3,000 ters was traversed in an instant.
“Damn!”
White Hair didn’t wait for the normal energy cooldown ti, pulling the trigger again.
Buzz—
Mu Fan’s body, along with the surrounding air, was once again rendered semi-transparent and pale white.
White Hair’s body spun sharply, swinging the gun behind him toward the ground tens of kiloters away.
“I’ll keep moving—”
But at this mont, he didn’t notice the left hand of the [Dark South Planet] suddenly lift, the palm flashing with a pentagram pattern.
This ti the pattern’s diater was less than ten ters, considerably smaller compared to the previous spans of fifty ters in length.
Therefore, its condensation speed was equally fast, releasing almost instantly as the black flickered.
“Then you and he can die together!”
Sigler’s gaze was chilling; to slay another ant only required raising the other hand.
The rotating black pentagram traced an arc and was about to fall on top of [Lightning].
But at this mont, an amber sphere seed to soar abruptly into the air, precisely landing between the pentagram and that white cha.
As the black pentagram made contact with the amber sphere, the sky seed to witness the self-destruction of a star.
——Boom!
Before White Hair could react, the cha [Lightning] under his control was swept away by the exploding black storm.
The entire cha was rolling and blown sideways.
The pulling beam was instantly cut off.
In other words, his traction was forcibly interrupted.
The violent collision was so sudden, making White Hair feel as if his chest was struck by a giant stone, suffocating him to the point where he couldn’t breathe.
A tickle at the throat, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out.
“This attack… damn it… I can’t handle it…”
“Get out of here! I’m about to self-destruct.”
The terrified voice of the fat one echoed, followed by a frantic shout.
With the black storm dispersed, a massive red ball over twenty ters in diater appeared mid-air.
“Where’s Mu Fan?”
At this mont, White Hair glanced downward, enduring the intense pain.
But the imdiate blowout had made it difficult for him to track Mu Fan’s whereabouts again.
“Hurry—I’m about to lose it—”
The fat one’s last voice turned into a long wail.
White Hair gritted his teeth, “Brother—wait for .”
The muzzle reversed toward himself.
With a buzz, white light flared, flashing instantly to ten thousand ters away.
When [Lightning] had transported itself ten thousand ters away.
Endless black fla-laden fire erupted from that imnse sun-like ball.
Boom!
Like a nuclear bomb exploding in mid-air.
Even the Locust Fleet further in the sky was hit by this terrifying blast, nearly a hundred warships shredded to fragnts by the black shock wave.
Mu Fan, who had just stabilized himself, was forcibly driven into the dirt by the shockwave.
“No… I’m going to faint…”
In the cockpit, the fat one, dizzy and disoriented from the self-destruction, saw stars.
The fat one’s face was red, eyes spinning with dizziness, muddled as he was fixed in the pilot seat, devoid of any strength.
Returning to its original shape, [Fury] plumted swiftly to the ground…
The fat one’s poor physical condition caused [Fury] to nearly collapse under the critical rebound attack.
This ti, Sigler Palma glanced twice at the fat one’s cha, letting out a cold laugh.
The forest indeed has all sorts of strange birds.
He recognized the exceptional nature of this cha, yet equally discerned the low level of its pilot.
The cha was still intact, but the pilot was not up to par.
This kind of cha deserved a more worthy pilot than such a person.
After dealing with Mu Fan, he intended to reclaim all those ruin chas one by one.
This ti, nothing stood between Sigler Palma and his path.
In the sky, the Black Knight was obstructed by that white cha with the power of frost.
Reingano’s roar and another insolent laugh resonated in the horizon.
Sigler’s gaze majestically surveyed the ground below.
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