The king was not moving quickly, but his purpose was very clear. 1 – Killing ......

In the wind and rain, he threw a punch at the oncoming Lomisk. The Nalomisk people were instantly blown to pieces. The wreckage of steel flew past the king's flanks, and it was so terrible. Because of their mechanical bodies, Lomisk people are generally quite large. The king was so small before them. But this tiny man has become a nightmare for all Lomisks.

The king's moves are not flashy, only simple punches.

One punch, another punch......

No one can stand in his way. No one could stop him from punching.

He swung his fist, and the mountain collapsed.

He swings his fist, and the earth will collapse.

Whether it's a giant Lomisk or an endless mechanical guard, there is only one way to smash in front of him. His strength was beyond the average limit, and he didn't even need skill to make up for it.

Turn decay into magic.

This was the king's first impression of the blood pupil.

In just half a disappearance, the main planet of Nimitz seemed to have suffered a great catastrophe. Patches of cities were destroyed, and one Lomisk after another died. And no matter how hard they tried, the king's figure still stood in the ruins, step by step towards his goal.

It's so strong!!

The blood pupil silently watched Wang's figure, and his heart was surging.

Unlike his skill and speed, Wang showed him a different form of fighting. Simple, a battle that maximizes your strength! His overall energy is not strong, and in the eyes of the blood pupil, it is not even as good as the current planetary level, but he can fully exert his strength. Each of his punches is so substantial, compressing the limited amount of force to a certain range, and mutating into new effects. When a punch is thrown, it is not only as simple as impact, but also wrapped in various forces such as concussion and compression. Taken together, they form Wang's unique style.

Destroy.

Utter, utter destruction.

Whether it's armor tens of meters thick, or huge alloy buildings. Even the body of the planet only needs one punch in front of the king. His fists are like fate in the dark, deciding the defeat of his enemies from the very beginning.

Looking at his back, the blood pupils suddenly surged with a burst of realization.

Isn't his own fist strength also developing in this direction? The four punches that I summarized myself. Aren't they all in the king's power system? It's just that Wang's performance is simpler. More direct. Obviously, the comprehension of the amount of force exceeds that of the blood pupil, and I don't know how much. It is precisely because of this that the blood pupil has a lot of insights. Another layer of understanding of the amount of force has been deepened.

By this time, the king had approached the center of the city, and with it, he had freed dozens of slaves from the prisons of Crodir.

At this point it can be seen that the purpose of the king's arrival was for the sake of these oppressed Crodirs. So after freeing these Crodil slaves. Instead of approaching the core of the planet Nimitz, he turned to other targets.

Only, how can the Lomisk man do what he wants?

As a cosmic nobleman before the Great Chaos. The Lomisks are certainly famous for their civilization and technology. This does not mean that they lack combat effectiveness. In fact, it was difficult for a civilization without combat power in that era to survive. It is different from the laws of the universe today. At that time, there was no seven-layer worldly realm, and of course there was no protection for the weak.

So then, the Blood Pupil watched as the king was attacked by the Lomisk people's madness.

I saw it on a huge planet. Countless Lomisks came out and began to deform.

Pieces of armor modules slipped into new positions, turrets sticking out of their gun emplacements, and in an instant, they became huge weapons of war. Immediately afterward, he launched a deadly attack on the king. For a time, the war was raging, and swaths of the city were razed to the ground. With the king as the center, thousands of kilometers of land were plunged into a roar of steel and flame. …,

The attacks of the Lomisks were so frenzied that even the planet itself was retracked. Hundreds of millions of tons of steel have flooded the earth. Patches of buildings were destroyed. The king was immediately caught in the flames of artillery fire and destruction.

But the king is the king. When the artillery fire ended, on the horizon of the planet Nimitz. His figure rose again from the rubble. It is like an ancient and undefeated god of war, step by step towards the next goal. The unyielding figure only left an impression on the blood pupil.

Overbearing!

Yes, overbearing!

There are no more words to describe it.

Prison after prison was opened, and groups of Crodirs were liberated. When the dawn of the seventh day came to the earth. The king was already scarred. But he still held his body strong and opened a mysterious spatial passage. Led all the Crodil slaves out of the starry sky. When his figure disappeared into the horizon at its worst. An angry roar rang out over the entire planet Nimitz. The planet collapsed. Morph into a super-massive mechanical life.

But it was too late, and it could only watch as all the Crodirs vanished from its territory, no matter how powerful it was, and could only watch the starry sky empty. Roaring in vain.

The picture turned again, and the blood pupil came to a strange starry sky again. Under his feet is a barren one. A planet where life doesn't even exist.

On the brown soil, countless Crodirs were busy, building one city after another. Time passed quickly, and the blood pupil watched as buildings rose from the ground, and cities were created out of nothing. In the beginning, these cities still had a distinct Lomisk civilization style, but as time passed, the energy civilization style soon replaced the mechanical civilization style, and gradually transformed into a unique style.

For the first time, the great biological civilization has seen the light of day in the universe.

Heck's voice rang in his ears again.

"This is the first time we have built our own civilization. No matter how long it has been, every Crodil person should remember this day. Because it was from this day that the people of Crodil had their own home and their own civilization. No one called them slaves anymore, they had their own king. ”

"Our King!"

Boya's voice suddenly rose up, full of fanaticism and faith. At this moment, where did he still look like the calm and wise ruler? Clearly a fanatical Protestant. And with his voice, the blood pupil saw the civilization under his feet grow rapidly, rapidly expanding to a terrifying point.

Countless concoction nests have been built, and warriors have been bred from them. Using the techniques of Lomisk and the king, the Krodir began to build their own civilization. They developed armor, new combat genes. And through concoction, it is integrated into the body of every warrior. They don't need warmth, and even reproduction is done by plundering other females.

The Claudil civilization, which emerged from the slaves, began to show their cold-blooded and hideous side.

Subjugate......

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