Chapter 422: It's Time for Us to Go
Gradually, scattered Welsh people rushed out of the smoke.
Their first reaction when they saw Yang was to rush up and prepare to tear him to pieces, and the vast majority of Wils' fate was, unsurprisingly, turned into pieces.
……
Yang enjoys the sudden transformation from grandson to grandfather.
A few dozen minutes ago, he had seen more than five low-level Welsh warriors surround him, and the only thing he could do was to slip and run.
But now he cleaned up these guys like a father beating his son, although he couldn't do it as easily as another Luo, but it was already a terrifying improvement for him.
……
"Bang!"
Yang slammed his fist into the helmet visor of a Walese on the ground, shattering its skull.
If it had been placed before, he might have broken off his helmet to see the true face of these guys before the Weller's limbs had not decomposed, but Yang had already seen the face of the black-armored guy and had a general understanding of the Wil's appearance, so he was not too surprised.
He simply sent the Welt to the God of their civilization.
……
As he fought, Yang found that except for the first Welt who rushed up, who was in white armor, all the others seemed to be of the lowest rank.
"Then again......"
Yang thought for a moment.
He glanced around.
"That guy ......"
Yang is looking for Luo's figure, the middle-aged and elderly version of Luo.
As he looked around, a familiar voice came faintly from behind the sun.
"Good new hairstyle."
"!"
Yang was startled by the sudden voice.
Because his alertness and highly sensitive perception system had confirmed that there could be no one behind him, but now this guy was indeed standing behind him, like a ghost.
His conditioned reflex was a direct backhand that smashed it with a punch.
"Collapse!"
Yang felt that his fist had smashed on some strange object, not hard, but all the strength in his hand was unloaded in an instant!
And when he tried to withdraw his arm again, he found that his fist seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't move at all!
Yang was surprised.
He was surprised that after such a terrifying increase in his combat power, there was still such a big gap with the other party.
But he was not frightened.
Because this guy in front of him is Luo, the middle-aged and elderly version of himself.
"Hey, be careful, if you hurt me, it won't be good for you to be left with a disease."
Yang pouted and said.
And now the middle-aged and elderly Luo standing in front of him was still wearing that black cloak.
It's just that there are already a lot of perforations on the edge of the cloak at this point.
It looks tattered.
"Sure enough, not all protagonists can have such a powerful cloak."
Yang muttered in a low voice.
Then he raised his voice and said to Luo: "Anyway, can you let go of my hand, so it's not good to hold on to it in case those aliens misunderstand something." ”
Luo probably didn't bother to talk to Yang about these gossips, so he let go of his hand directly.
"Good improvement."
He said lightly.
"Alas, it's still far worse than your old man." Yang waved his hand.
"That's it." Luo nodded unceremoniously in agreement.
“……”
Yang rolled his eyes.
He touched his skull.
Only then did I find out that the reason why Luo would say "the new hairstyle is good" in the first sentence he said when he met was because he was looking bald at this time.
After the limbs are decomposed in a large area, Yang's scalp naturally turns into ashes, and even the whole face is gone, and after recovery, the hair follicles on Yang's skin naturally regenerate, but the problem is that hair growth cannot be repaired, and it takes time for them to slowly generate......
So now Yang's braincase is bare.
Not a single hair.
"Damn, the thing I hate most in my life is being bald!"
Yang's mind flashed through those faces in an instant, Harvey, and the black-armored Wilman who had abused him not long ago.
"Me too." Luo faintly agreed.
"Forget it, the president will come back." Yang waved his hand.
But soon he asked Luo again, "Will the president come back?" ”
"Yes, yes, yes." Law nodded.
"That's good, I don't want to be bald at a young age." Yang shrugged.
Then he touched his eyebrows and eyelashes, and even buttoned his nostrils to check if his nose hair was still there......
"Don't deduct it, after a while, it will grow back soon." Luo said coldly.
"Okay." Yang nodded.
"So, what should I do next, those high-level Wilses here have been eliminated by you?" He asked Luo as he asked.
"Hmm." Law nodded.
Yang subconsciously took a breath.
Only then muttered: "Awesome......"
If memory serves, there were at least a few hundred Welsh warriors gathered here at first, and the number of later support from the flying ships was at least a thousand.
Among them, high-grade ones such as white armor also account for at least one-third.
And now look at the messy and deserted picture around you.
Luo swept this place away alone?
It's not a ruthless guy anymore, it's a werewolf.
……
"Don't waste time, this is the end of our trip."
Luo said to Yang.
"What do you mean?" Yang blinked.
"I've done everything I should have done, I've done everything you have to do, this point in time is not the world we should exist in after all, we have to go back." Luo said very blandly.
When he said this, he didn't look at Yang, but said to the gunsmoke on the other side: "He is still completely unaware of his ability, so you have to take him back." ”
"Uh, blah, blah, who's you talking to? I'm standing on this side. Yang beckoned to Luo.
However, at this moment, another person's voice sounded in his ears: "You said the same. ”
"it, who!"
He subconsciously turned around.
But he found that he couldn't make out the location of the voice by the voice he had just heard!
And that voice was very familiar to him.
It's Zhou Wen!
"I'm a little confused."
Yang squinted.
"It's a bit of a mess, I've been messed up for decades." Luo waved his hand and said.
"Let's go back to our own homes, the trouble here has to be handled by us here." Law pointed to the sky.
At this moment, the huge flying object covering the outside of the atmosphere began to oppress!
In an instant, everything in view was distorted......
……
(End of chapter)