Chapter 170: No Mercy
Thousands of gravity forces, layer upon layer, surging out from Emo's fist, shaking the void, the void in front of it under Emo's fist, like a fragile mirror, constantly crumbling outward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The sound of "bang-la-la" continued to sound, and space debris scattered, revealing a pitch-black, irregularly edged passage, in which the spatial turbulence was sadistic, extending in the direction of Ralph's location.
The Dry Corpse Monster's Shock Fist can burst out with a thousand gravity forces when it punches, shaking the void, as if everything that comes into contact with it has turned into powder, and the void collapses, which causes the void to constantly vibrate, causing it to shatter.
The thousand-fold shock force of the one-punch shock fist, coupled with the vibration power of the collapse of the void, the power is really a bit terrifying, and it directly opens a path in the void.
Shatter the Void!
Looking at the void passage that stretched out in front of him, some monsters looked frightened and hurriedly retreated to the sides.
The terrifying power of Ralph's fist collapsed in an instant when it met this shattered void and the devastating concussive power.
Seeing this, Ralph's pupils shrank, and his figure hurriedly flashed to the side, but he was still affected by the broken space, and the right side of his body was blurred with flesh and blood.
Later, Aqier, facing the ever-expanding broken space, a ghostly light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and he disappeared into the space in front of him, and the space was misty, like a swamp, and the momentum of the broken space was paused, and it slowed down a lot.
Achill breathed a sigh of relief and pulled aside.
The pitch-black passage formed by the shattering of the space stretched a thousand feet away before it slowly stopped.
On the city wall of the Ghost Axe Tribe's station, after the Ghost Axe High Priest performed a killing move, killing dozens of monsters in one fell swoop, he looked at the pitch-black channel in the distance across the sky, scattered space fragments, and couldn't help but "sizzle" and gasp.
The right half of the body was full of demonic energy, and the flesh and blood on the flesh and blood body were wriggling, and they quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, their eyes were condensed, revealing a hesitant look, their bodies slowly retreated, and they muttered uncertainly: "Demon ...... A Demon Emperor-level powerhouse? ā
Shattering the void can only be done by a Demon Emperor-level powerhouse, and moreover, Revel can be sure that even an ordinary Demon Emperor-level powerhouse cannot do it to the level of Emo Fangcai's punch.
Once by chance, Revel was fortunate to see the picture of the Demon Emperor-level powerhouse shattering the void with all his strength, but the scope of its shattering was far less than Emer's punch.
Aqier also had a solemn look between his eyebrows, and after seeing the power of that punch, he was already timid before he fought, and there was a faint intention to retreat in his eyes.
In the direction of Emo, he bowed from afar, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, we really have no intention of offending, but it was only because of the bewitchment of the high priest of the devil's axe that we caused the misunderstanding just now, and I also ask my lord to look at the face of the Three-Eyed Tribe, and I will not blame the past." ā
Demon Emperor-level powerhouses, even if their leaders and high priests are here, they don't dare to be slack, but they have to be careful to make friends, their Three-Eyed Tribe has existed for thousands of years, although they have a profound heritage, they don't dare to rashly fight with a Demon Emperor-level powerhouse.
Although Ralph was furious in his heart, he had to suppress his anger and offend a Demon Emperor-level powerhouse, which was not trivial, he didn't think about himself, but also for the tribe behind him.
"Lord Demon Emperor, Ralph knows his mistake and shouldn't have made a move against you, please forgive Ralph for his recklessness for the sake of the troll tribe."
Compared to Achill's shirking of responsibility, Ralph is much more sincere, but not stupid and thorough, and knows how to move out of the name of the troll tribe.
Thinking about it, even if it was a Demon Emperor-level powerhouse, he would not dare to easily become enemies of the two bronze-level tribes with profound roots at the same time.
Hearing this, Emo turned his head, looked at Luo Gang, who had not yet recovered from his senses, and asked with a smile, "Is the face of the Three-Eyed Tribe and the Troll Tribe very valuable?" Do I need to sell them face? ā
Trembling, Luo Gang wiped his face, completely wiped away the shock on his face, waved his hands, and said with a flattering face: "No need!" No, you don't! In front of the Lord, the Three-Eyed Tribe and the Troll Tribe are just a fart, half a copper plate...... No, it's not worth half a magic stone. ā
Gently rubbing the fine lines on the space ring, Emo continued to ask in a flat tone, unable to hear joy and anger: "In that case, then why do they still have to put their faces up with dead faces?" ā
Hearing this, Luo Gang touched his chin, frowned and pondered for a moment, then showed a sudden look, "snapped", slapped his palms, and said, "I know!" I know! They're leaning their faces over and looking for a pump! ā
Hearing this, before Ermo could say anything, Revel snorted coldly and shouted: "Son of a bitch, what are you talking nonsense, believe it or not, Lao Tzu took off your head and kicked it as a ball?" ā
Luo Gang shrank his neck, patted his chest, and said with a hippie smile: "I heard that the troll clan is a good man who does what he says, and now that I hear you, my heart is about to jump out of my heart." ā
The tone was provocative, and there was no fear at all, and after saying the net, he laughed loudly, and his face was full of banter.
"You ......"
Angrily pointing at Luo Gang, Revel's angry mind was dazed, and he didn't know how to speak, and after half a sound, he looked at Emo and said, "Does the Demon Emperor really want to be an enemy of my troll tribe?" My troll tribe has thousands of years of heritage, but it's not so easy to bully. ā
No longer pretending to be respectful just now, Ralph's tone was already much colder at this moment, and at the same time he turned his head slightly, looked at Achill to the side, and gave him a look.
Achille understands, in fact, after listening to Luo Gang's words just now, he is also very angry in his heart, but Aqier has never put joy and anger on his face, but since the other party is not willing to give up easily, blindly seeking perfection will backfire.
He said coldly: "This matter is indeed a misunderstanding, but if His Majesty the Demon Emperor has been holding on to this matter, then I will also tell His Majesty the Demon Emperor with my actions that the Three-Eyed Tribe is not the kind of tribe that is bullied by others." ā
"Affectionate and well said! That's a good point! ā
Ermo stroked his palms and smiled, then his eyes were cold, and he said quietly: "But what I don't understand is why you people suffer losses outside, and finally get used to bringing out the power behind you?" ā
"I have also met people from the Three-Eyed Tribe before, and they are like you, please let them go for the sake of the Three-Eyed Tribe, and I was too lazy to talk nonsense at the time, so I killed them directly, and now it is still the same for you."
"If you want to live, why bother so much, with your own strength, escape from under my hands, if you have strength, even if you kill me, it's okay."
"That's all it takes, do it early! If you want to escape, it's too early! ā