Vol 2 Chapter 133: Father and son, brother

In the depths of the universe, countless battleships have been arranged, and the strangely shaped universe has neatly formed a square matrix floating above the planet.
The Kurdish king and Fliesa stood together, behind them for their dedicated giant spaceship.
The sharp metal bracket hangs across the ground like a crab leg, and the end of the needle cone is inserted into the ground to support the spacecraft steadily.
The elites are mobilized. Over the years, the frozen demons have plundered a large amount of planet resources, wealth and talent in the universe. At this moment, the troops mobilized have more than 5,000 points of combat power. They also have special elite teams with a combat power of more than 100,000. They are all extremely powerful armed forces.
For the first time in history, the mobilization of such a large-scale team made the people of the universe puzzled. Is the planet resistance that is to be captured this time so powerful? Or do you want to sweep the entire North Galaxy at once and sweep the universe? !
The most amazing thing is that not only Fliesa, even the Kurdish king will be dispatched! The Kurdish king who stayed in the center for many years has not been in person for a long time. For a long time, almost people have forgotten that there is such a strong existence!
All the people who did not know the truth were not consciously excited.
Fliesa glanced coldly at the crowd, his face cold and chilly. "Father, how come you suddenly want to go with me?"
"I always feel a little uneasy. It seems that we used to be too small to watch the Saiyan. In a short time, the Saiyan who called Latiz actually took over some of your territory and made a huge noise. It’s simple, and the surviving Saiyan people have gathered together, in case something changes... I don’t trust.

"Hey, my father is more concerned. With my current skill, I can directly destroy them. From the people who escaped from the Meike, except for a wicked Meike, other guys are not my opponents.

Fliesa smiled sullenly, his mouth slightly upturned, and his red lips were fascinating.
When he remembered that he was blasted out of the universe at that time and was injured by his own planet annihilation, he was extremely resentful in his heart, and the traces of his face were sunken, like a gully, and it seemed to be covered with terrible bugs.
In the distance, a small captain rushed forward. Fuxi was in front of the two kings and reverently reported: "Gula is mobilizing the manpower. The mechs have already taken the first step. It is estimated that the new spacecraft will take three months. Can reach the original M187 branch."
"Since Gula went to the M187 branch, then I went to the earth to play and play. Hey, those people are all from the earth."
"The earth is a remote place, I have never heard of it." King Kurd sneered slyly.
The captain quickly replied: "The Earth is an asteroid in the distant solar system, a relatively backward area in the universe."
"Their nest? Let Gula go to the earth, let's clean up the Saiyan." The king of Kurdish face is cold and his tone is majestic.
During the speech, the Kurdish king waved his hand, and the burly body released a huge pressure, even if Fliesa felt pressure. The icy chill slammed into everyone's mind, as if the entire planet was covered with a layer of frost.
"set off!"
"Get off!" "Get off!" "Yes!"
One call is all right. Under the leadership of the Kurdish king, the vast cosmic army entered the space ship. They could not wait to follow the two kings for aggression and were extremely excited.
Fliesa looked at the subordinates with such high emotions, his thin lips swelled, and the scarlet eyes flashed as if he had foreseen the death of Ratiz and others.
King Kurd nodded slightly, and was very satisfied with the army that he had built. They swept the universe and they were relying on them. Is this power plus themselves and Gula still unable to win the Saiyan?
Unless there really is a Super Saiyan.
Thinking of this, King Kurd waved his hand and walked into his own space ship.
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On the other hand, Gula is also gathering teams, but the number of people is significantly less, or there are only a few teams.
He knew that his father and Fliesa would be very fanciful, so they deliberately squeezed the hands of their own. If you can win with these men, then the many elites of the father and Fliesa are enough. If the other party is so powerful that even Fliesa can't deal with it, then these creeps are also sent to death. Why bother?
It is the truth that he often only dispatches the Mech units on weekdays.
However, this time I still have to do it. It’s not a fall of the face of the emperor’s family.
"Is Frissa and his father out there?" Gula was half lying on the icy metal throne, leisurely sipping wine, and the screen was still repeating the last battle of Meike.
He repeatedly tasted and wanted to find some secrets about the Meike and Saiya people~EbookFREE.me~ According to the newsletter, they have already set off. And the news came to let the king go to the earth first, and the original M187 branch was left to King Fliesa.

"My stupid younger brother, I hope that you don't want to be more serious. Just let them go to the M187 branch. Let's wait for them to leave the galaxy and start again." Gula sat steadily and talked to himself, no need to leave. Look like.
Although he and Fliesa are two brothers, they are more of a competitive relationship. There is much resistance to the competition for the universe. In the middle, there is a Kurdish king who mediates the situation, so as to avoid conflict and maintain superficial harmony. .
For the Kurdish king, Gula is actually not very respectful, because his strength has also increased a lot, and even has approached his father. The old king is old, and the new king has to go up.
After taking over the site of Slag, Gula is more inflated. He extends his tentacles to the East Galaxy, and tries to expand his territory. It is not enough to equalize the Kurdish king. He has to press it!
Although the earth is farther than the M187, he is closer to the solar system than Felissa. If they leave now, it is inevitable that they will cross the line of defense and will be intercepted. The loss will become their own. It would be better for the Kurdish kings to contact the Saiyan first and then sneak into the earth. It is much more convenient.
In addition, the mech units have already set off first, and it is not a problem for them to be a little late.
It is best to let them play for a while and consume some combat power, so that it is convenient for them to take over the site. Gula smiled coldly, holding the cup in his hand and handing it to his mouth, gently licking a bright red wine, and closed his eyes.
The attendants around him retreated to the side and watched the radar signal, waiting for Fliesa's fleet to leave the galaxy.