Chapter 1104: The strongest

Chapter 1104: The Strongest of the Heavy Body Race
(Chapter One)
The territory of the heavy race group is three billion light-years away from the battlefield where hundreds of gods and generals besieged Morton.
As an ancient race of life formed by heavy nuclear elements, the hundreds of millions of ordinary races in this race have become the older one in the territory of hundreds of millions of races after countless hundreds of millions of years of historical precipitation.
Although this race does not currently have super powers at the level of kings and gods, because the number of powers at the level of gods is within hundreds of billions of light years nearby, tens of thousands of ethnic groups can rank in the top ten. , So by no means an ethnic group that can be underestimated by any force.
Moreover, this tribe has also produced a top-level god, Nok Bicha, whose strength has reached the eighth level of the river system. With a top-level attacking weapon, he has made countless god-level powerhouses flee away from the wind. In the territory of hundreds of millions of light-years near the territory of the race, very few strong foreigners dared to enter.
This race, precisely because of the existence of Chinok Bicha, the general, can be called the overlord-level race between the stars, and has always had a good influence among the super races.
However, at this moment, within the boundary of the heavy body race, the core star field is about 100 million light-years away from the border. Within a cosmic wonderland that is only 16 light-years in size, there is a giant land of three light-years long and two to three light-years wide. Above, a group of crystal-clear palaces with a height of tens of millions of kilometers and a radius of billions of kilometers is the core of the entire ethnic group. The temple of heavy body inheritance is said to be the only one in the history of heavy body clan. Built by a king.
In this magnificent palace group, in a huge main hall, the heavy body tribe's two thousand gods, all looked up with heavy expressions, the second of the clan who lives high above the crystal throne It is a sixth-order San Piscolmo.
With a stature of nearly 20,000 kilometers, San Piscolmo is enveloped in a dark green and purple-patterned strange armor. The tyrannical breath and milky white energy flow are always on his entire body and within the armor. Flowing endlessly, the space near his body was trembling slightly, and small and messy spatial cracks appeared and disappeared quickly, showing his tyrannical strength.
Inside the helmet of his bizarre battle armor, in the six huge eyes, there are six different attributes of dazzling light, which means that this will have six life energy attributes, and he is definitely a super power against the sky.
But at this moment, San Piscolmo's face showed an extremely heavy color.
It is very simple. Although the heavy-body race is considered to be the overlord of one ethnic group, the number of gods and generals they have is much heavier than most ethnic groups, so there has never been a race that dares to provoke the heavy-body group easily.
However, the heavy body group has a great fatal weakness, that is, there is no king, the only king of the race group entered the depths of the limit hundreds of millions of years ago, and there is no news. Back, I haven't returned for so long. Although I can't confirm the fall, the momentum of the heavy body group is not as good as before.
When the heavy-body group king was there, even the current extremely powerful human race territory had to bow to the heavy-body group. You know, the human race back then only had a few low-level kings. It was not until long after the heavy body king disappeared that the human race gave birth to a emperor-level powerhouse and became the true overlord-level race among countless races.
Back then, it was when the heavy-body king disappeared, the strong troops of the human race were fighting against the heavy-body strong troops in the cosmic starry sky for resources, including Morton. The method is resolute, the general who kills the most.
Back then, the emperor in the Human Race hadn't been promoted to the rank of God King, but he was the ninth general of the River System. The entire Human Race was underestimated by the high-level people of the Heavy Body Race.
In that state, although the heavy body race did not have the strongest because of the disappearance of the king, the heavy body group with a super strong lineup of self-reliance would naturally retaliate against the strong human force.
It can be said that the battle at the general level of the past was not a short-term battle, but as long as the forces of the two clans have contact, it will immediately attract the power of the general level to participate.
Although the proportion of the strong forces in the human race is not high, the population base is large, so there are not many god-level strong forces. The two sides meet on the battlefield outside the race, and they are almost always evenly matched. , Both sides have injuries.
But after a war that lasted for nearly tens of millions of years, Morton had the ability to make higher-level treasures after he retired from the territorial army. The large number of dual-attribute armors and offensive treasures he manufactured were strong in the two races. In the fight against each other, gradually played a very special role.
For this reason, for hundreds of millions of years, the heavy-body group has fallen directly and indirectly under Morton, or the strong under the treasures he made, it is simply uncountable.
In the end, 200 million years ago, the heavy race group announced to the high-level human race territories that they would stop fighting and no longer engage in large-scale wars with high-level ethnic groups. This state of war that lasted hundreds of millions of years finally ceased.
It's very simple. Two hundred million years ago, the first king in the human race suddenly returned from the limit, and he was directly promoted to the emperor level. This is a thing that makes all the high-level people of the heavy body group feel terrible.
A powerful sub-universe level who wants to destroy all the life forms in the territory of a race requires a great price, but it is not difficult. It is not difficult to continue with a powerful superpower capable of instantly destroying the entire race. Confrontation, isn't that looking for death? Therefore, the heavy-body group immediately bowed their heads to surrender, which is a very wise behavior.
However, the truce is true, but as the heavy-body race was once the dominant race, all the high-levels are naturally unwilling to let the human race ride on them forever, and the small movements behind it naturally continue.
They still have hope that the divine king who has disappeared but has never been confirmed to have fallen can return and lead them to fight against the high level of the human race.
Of course, the ability to eliminate important figures in the human race without leaving a trace is something that the high-level powerhouses of the heavy-body race have been planning.
Before Morton, there were already several star-level powerhouses who were combined and killed by the high-level heavy-body tribe and other clan powerhouses who had antagonisms with the human race in the space travels. Therefore, Morton was not the first to be besieged. By.
The lineup to besieged Morton was also the strongest ever. Hundreds of gods and generals went to besiege a Tier 9 Star Territory. Even though Morton had many treasures that could kill the enemy beyond the tier, it blocked the space and blocked it. Communication, in the minds of all the super powers involved, Morton naturally has no physiology.
However, this time all the strong have found the wrong target. When Morton was besieged and killed, he not only showed the strength of the river system, but also eventually recruited the strongest king of the giant gold tribe, the giant golden king, and killed the main body of Nok Bicha in one move.
When things get here, the high-level Human Race will definitely react. The first is to link the missing star-level or even the god-level powerhouses with the action to besiege Morton.
In the end, the top Human Race will definitely retaliate. And that kind of retaliation will certainly not be a slight act of deterrence, but it will most likely be an act of extermination.
The human race not only has a emperor, but also some top-level powerhouses who have advanced to the king. The speed of the advancement makes other race powerhouses surprised and envious, but there is no way to stop it.
Therefore, when its Nok Bicha main body fell, its crystalline clone immediately took the risk and led ten gods to receive the subspace of the main body, while the second general was very heavy and began the work of the ethnic group evacuation.
This siege plan was originally perfect, but the key is that Morton's strength has surpassed the level of generals, and the soul connection completely ignores the treasure blockade and communication blockade, which is beyond the expectation of the high-level clan seniors.
For this reason, not only the heavy ethnic groups, but hundreds of ethnic groups that have repeatedly conspired to siege and kill the strong human race are all carrying out a plan to escape from the ethnic group.
Preserving the seeds of each race and fleeing to the star field outside the influence of the human race would have to cross the endless starry sky far away. The price paid for this is simply incalculable.
The ethnic groups have different sizes, including at least hundreds of billions of races, tens of thousands or even millions of river systems. This time the ethnic group's escape was triggered by the failure of the siege of Morton, and the cold front may also become The little guy in the starry sky who witnessed all this.
"... The three hundred generals of the Second Temple are leading their respective armies of domainers. Each domainer collects the number of the most basic units of life forms of tens of thousands of potential races and enters their respective subspaces for strict protection. Get up and set off quickly to the distant star field, hoping to reach a safe star field as soon as possible."
"All the gods from the first temple to the seventh temple are ready to meet the attack of the enemy forces. All of our gods will face the crusade from the strongest human forces. We must leave a revival for the entire ethnic group. Seed, it is for this that we will come to the queen, and we will not hesitate to start a war in the entire universe."
"The first general is currently working with nearly ten generals to converge on his subspace. Then his clone will join us to fight against the invading army in human territory. This time, we are guaranteeing the seed of the race. There is no retreat before the evacuation, so please take care of arranging your own people and children. The next step is to comprehensively defend and work behind the palace. We must let our revival seeds reach a star field that is sufficiently out of the range of human influence. , Get the chance of rebirth."
"Master San Piscolmo, can't we lower our proud heads and make peace with the high-level human race?"
A general with a height of tens of thousands of kilometers wearing a silver-gray armor, took a big step forward in front of a group of gods and generals, spanning thousands of kilometers, carrying the purple-black pair of Sadness appeared in his eyes.
"Make peace? Even though Na Morton is not the highest-level powerhouse among the high-level human races, he is the master of making treasures in the human race territory. For the human race territory, his status is by no means inferior to an ordinary king, or even higher. .Failed to kill him, this is our misstep. But out of consideration of ethnic interests, the high-level human race has always been very vengeful, and we can’t waste time risking peace. Give up those resources to find a new place to live, our race is in There will still be a new living space in the future. If we stay here, we can only face the result of annihilation, Russenemore. As soon as possible, all the gods under your sixth temple will carry out my orders."
The general of San Pietro Colmo, the six pairs of eyes once again shot out dazzling six-color light, and his face showed helplessness, and he let out a low roar.
"Yes, Lord San Piscolmo" Although he was still a little dissatisfied after hearing this, the silver-gray war-armor general who was speaking could only bow his head and step back.
"Dear Lords, immediately lead your Moxia God to begin the deployment of defensive forces before the ethnic group retreat..."
At this point, San Piscolmo suddenly looked surprised and looked forward.
In front of the huge palace throne, a three-dimensional head about tens of thousands of kilometers in size suddenly appeared.
This head looks like an ordinary human, but the entire head is shining with silver-white metal brilliance, and the nebula-like swirling vortex in his eyes is extremely deep, making it feel like the ruler of the entire universe.
"San Piscolmo, you don't have to let the race escape, I will come back soon..."
"God... Lord God King? You are about to return" San Piscolmo, who had originally looked helpless, stood up instantly.
He immediately flew down the steps of hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and quickly fell to his knees, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Well, you can't call me the King of Gods anymore. I'm already promoted to the sub-universe level. I should be called the God Emperor. My child, you have worked so hard to take care of our race these years." As the huge head spoke, his head turned instantly and looked towards The temple all knelt down in an instant, and the excited three thousand gods smiled silently.
"God Emperor? Haha, the whole group is saved, we don't have to flee anymore"
At this time, not only San Piscolmo, but all the gods have joy on their faces, and there is almost a thought of joy that they want to cry.
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Within the space debris, Leng Feng visited several other planets one by one. The evolution of life on these planets is also extremely interesting, but Leng Feng is absent-minded.
His mind is all focused on listing and promotion and the safety of the teacher.
However, a week has passed, but the teacher Morton has never returned, which made Leng Feng secretly impatient.
Judging from the distance, Morton went back to the battlefield and waited invisibly for the heavy-body to call him Nok Bicha. However, after a distance of millions of light years, Leng Feng used the communication crystal to contact him. It shouldn't be a problem.
But Leng Feng tried several times, but no results. UU reading www.uukanshu.com can not help but give him a bad feeling.
Luo Lie in the subspace has been successfully promoted to level c. This progress is considered extremely fast. You must know that Luo Lie’s biological age has reached 30 years old, and Leng Feng has no energetic nucleus in his hands, only telomere and time. In the acceleration field, coupled with the enhancement of the dark matter crystallization energy cluster, it is quite good to be able to advance Luo Lie to C-level in such a short time.
At the moment, I was fighting with 30 beautiful dolls, and from time to time, I moved my hands and touched the beautiful dolls that are almost indistinguishable from real people.
Within a week, due to the increase in energy level and the increase in fighting ability, the speed and strength have also increased dozens of times. Luo Lie has been able to easily play against thirty c-level beauty dolls.
Although he listed his and kept making small moves, his progress made Leng Feng extremely satisfied.
When Luo Lie stopped after a fight, he finally noticed the solemn look on Leng Feng's face.
"Brother, why are you so serious? Are you worried about your teacher?" Luo Lie raised his head and asked Leng Feng loudly after touching the face of the closest beauty doll.