Chapter 472: It's really messy

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ The spherical wormhole directly swallows six or seven tenths of the mountain wilderness, leaving traces of a place that has been excavated by air and suction, just looking at it, it is shocking.

โ€œ... Didn't do it? โ€

The spherical wormhole of energy has disappeared, but the initiator of this terrifying and unparalleled natural disaster, Paladin and Grace, who maintained the form of festum, stood together on the earth that was completely destroyed by their move, and felt the situation here, Paladin couldn't help but sigh.

"That Bhagavaru guy... If it weren't for the need to strengthen the power of the spherical wormhole this time, as well as its characteristics, a game realm would have been opened to seal this place a long time ago. โ€

Thinking that he hadn't really slaughtered those two people, Paladin felt a hint of...

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"This kind of thing, let's discuss it after the tenth anniversary." A blue light lit up from the terminal in his hand, and Peemon appeared in Paladin's hand, propped up his cute eyes, and said:

"Let's go back to Naxinnuo City first, anyway, we will teach them a deeper lesson, and then they will have to regroup at least for a while before they come to trouble us, and the rest of our things are almost done, let's see if we can do it well."

Who knows if it can be done well?

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Los Angeles, the Bar of Light, Night

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”? intense dance music caused people on and around the dance floor to swing and dance enthusiastically and almost spill the liquor, coupled with the routine of nightclubs not liking to turn on the headlights, but to turn on the flashing lights, resulting in an extremely bright scene everywhere in front of someone's eyes.

"I'm very happy, my hobby is not to go to nightclubs to have fun, otherwise with the body of the liver code word, I'm afraid it won't be empty."

"Don't say that, friend, you must know that there is still a lot of fun in nightlife, such as finding one..."

"Excuse me, I've already left the group, although it's more subtle, but I don't want to do anything overnight."

Xingle rejected Lucifer's 'kindness', after all, if Alex or his sister, or Carla knew that he actually went to a nightclub to do something all night, he was afraid that the happiness of the rest of his life would be ruined.

"Oh~ I didn't expect our children to finally get motivated, let's say, what posture do you like to use?"

โ€œ... I'm not there yet, you can wait a little longer. โ€

Looking at Lucifer, who was also sitting in front of the bar with him, Xingle said with some embarrassment, although he has grown up and is no longer a child, but there are still some things that he has not reached, especially to reach the realm of Lucifer, which is not so simple.

After Lucifer asked for a glass of wine, he immediately took a bottle from underneath, one that looked quite old, and so... Ancient bottles.

"Be careful, this is the bottle of venom that Semirramis used to poison her husband Ninas in the first place, but it's a precious treasure."

Looking at the rather ancient, but exceptionally well-preserved treasure bottle in front of him, Xingle twitched the corner of his eyes, and immediately said angrily:

"Can't you take a bottle that doesn't look very valuable? With this on the streets of Los Angeles, I'm going to have to be robbed. โ€

"The thing you want is not something that ordinary things can hold, and it's good that this thing can hold it."

As he spoke, he patted the body of the bottle, especially the flashing lines on it, so that Xingle understood that this was a method of ancient alchemy, indeed, if you want to hold the venom of Basium, you must be more powerful, just take a mineral water bottle and want to fill it, that is not to think about.

"Okay, I'll take it." Xingle didn't have a choice, anyway, he could only hold this thing here and take it away.

"Anyway, a toast to the man who saved Los Angeles!"

Lucifer raised the glass in his hand and touched the glass of milk in Xingle's hand, indeed, for the people who saved Los Angeles, this is something that should still be celebrated.

After dealing with Amozhuo, Xingle used the power of King Gamahakon's sword to restore the damaged streets and buildings to their original appearance, keeping the damage suffered by Los Angeles to a minimum, and the injured were also treated, including Robin, who had been pestering Amojo for a while.

Now, they are in the hotel, resting and summarizing everything that happened today, which can be regarded as the subject given by Xingle before he came out.

Xingle is also happy that they work hard to analyze their own shortcomings, which is also a good thing.

So before Xingle came here to receive the payment, he still had a lot to do.

"So, how do you feel? Hacked down more than 100 million demons beneath hell? โ€

โ€œ... I'm very tired, I can only swing a sword, I can only swing a sword, and everything else, I don't want to think about it at all, as long as I am enthusiastic about swinging a sword and swinging a sword... It's still quite complicated to say, I just hope that it won't have any effect on the spirit, otherwise I won't be able to make ends meet. โ€

Speaking of this, Xingle also smiled a little bitterly, although he was under hell, slashing demons, but... Is there really no impact? The training of special forces is to hone people's ferocity alive, so even if it is to slash demons and slash non-human existences, Xingle will be mentally affected, that is certain.

"So, you're not big enough, you have to try to indulge your personality, for example, try to relax the tension that you've been forcing yourself to get stronger, of course, not to relax now, but..."

"When the matter of Cadmus is settled, I will be able to rest, right?"

Xingle and Lucifer looked at each other, and after the two bad guys smiled at each other, they stretched out their fists at each other, punched each other, and then clinked glasses, promising each other a plan of indulgence after the affair was over.

Things will come to an end one day, won't they?

But until then, Xingle prefers to decide his own ending.

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somewhere

โ€œ... If you don't die, can you get up and do something practical? โ€

In a temporary warehouse, Bogajou appeared in the dim light, looking at Leticia sitting at a desk with a gloomy face in front of him, and his tone was still a little impatient.

โ€œ... What more do you want to say? โ€

Leticia looked at Bogajou with a dark face, he had been slapped in the face, and he was saved by this little bastard in front of him, did he still want to thank him?

"What do I want to say? Come to think of it, I must have something to say, and that is: Do you now know how stupid you were two days ago? โ€

Bogaru was not polite, for him, without making enough preparations, he faced them, against them, against them, this is not a plan to describe, it is already really stupid.

โ€œ... It's just a little thing of unknown species, and we can do it at any time..."

"He's not of an unknown species, he's an earthling!"

When Leticia continued to say cruel things, Bogajou refuted Leticia, and refuted Leticia's theory with the most ruthless reality, if you want to understand him, he can be said to be in 'Cadmus', the one who knows the Indexer best, the one who knows the Origin best, and the existence of Han Xingle the most, otherwise, 'Cadmus' is a fart!

โ€œ... What did you just say? He's an earthling? โ€

Leticia was stunned when she heard Bogajou's words, and then she immediately grasped the point, and even began to pay attention to the details of the matter.

"Yes, he was indeed not born on this planet, but he is also an earthling, a human being, because he is a human from a parallel universe, what he has is infinite possibilities from a parallel universe, a combination of possibilities that this universe has and those that this universe does not have, if you really want to defeat him, don't do stupid things anymore!"

Bhagรกjou told the truth at this moment, which surprised Leticia a little, and then understood something.

"Why didn't you say it?"

"What if I say it? Will you listen to me? And then don't you go and shoot at him? Don't be funny, I understand how stupid your methods are, you can sacrifice your own people without scruples, but that's why you can't win him, because if you really want to be greedy, he has more foresight and wants more than you and me. โ€

Bhagavaru finished speaking, and the small mother box in his pocket, which he had stored to contact Darkseid, reacted.

โ€œ... I'm going to go to the cosmic frontier to prepare for the last power, and don't ruin this place until I return. โ€

After saying that, Bo Garu's body once again escaped into the subspace wormhole and began to look for his own investors.

And Leticia, looking at Bogajou, who was no longer visible, couldn't help but put her hands together and began to think.

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Naxino City, Stars Detective Agency, Underground Base

Bang Bang Bang โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”!

In the underground base, Paladin, who had returned to the base and was constantly typing on the keyboard, looked intently at the screen, his eyes full of concentration.

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”๏ผ At this time, a ringtone rang, and Paladin immediately took out his silver-framed mobile phone and looked at it.

It was a message, from Wu Yong, and it was his mission report.

Paladin naturally opened it quickly, and the above content was:

Old Han, it's been determined that it is... Partition.. The .t of the 33256845 world to which S belongs was attacked, and it was confirmed by the archives that it was a lifeform similar to the habits of the xenobiotic beast, but there was no xenobiotic vibration wave to steal the remnants of the-one's body cells, and the confirmed attack ability was: telekinesis, energy light bomb, and subspace wormhole transfer, which can basically be confirmed to be the Bogajou guy.

There's toxin data about the-one, and I'm going to steal it right away, but they seem to be working on a new type, after all, if this happens, there's a good chance they'll recreate the toxin, so wait until then.

After reading this, Paladin couldn't help but be silent, and finally just sighed deeply and said:

"It's really messy enough every day..."

As he spoke, he began to type on the keyboard again, refocusing his energy and thinking about what he wanted to think about......