Chapter 682 Just call me a clown!
"...Evacuate...evacuate?"
Perhaps because they didn't expect Ya Mu to say such words, Sitson and others were a little stunned for a moment.
Yamu frowned slightly and said, "What, don't you understand?"
Sitson came back to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you have done?"
Yamu said calmly: "Of course, I know all about the earth's guardians, blood sacrifice rituals, and the ancient gods sleeping underground."
Sitson said angrily: "Then you still want to destroy the blood sacrifice ceremony?!"
Yamu frowned and said, "What's the use of keeping the ritual of cannibalism?"
Everyone in the base was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then their expressions became extremely complicated.
As the person in charge of the blood sacrifice ceremony of the North American branch, Sitson has a much higher level of awareness than everyone else.
Hearing Yamu's words, he immediately said coldly: "What do you know? The Earth Guardians were formed to maintain the safety of the world. As long as we can save the world, even if it is a cannibalistic ritual, we must use it."
"Human beings are too insignificant. The wisdom and technology we are proud of are useless in front of those gods sleeping underground."
"In order to save all mankind, we can only please them like this, even if our hands will be stained with sin and blood..."
As Sitson spoke firmly about his realization, the eyes of other organizational personnel gradually became firmer.
Ya Mu looked at him strangely, shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. What I mean is that from now on, you don't need this so-called blood sacrifice ceremony."
"……ah?"
Sitson and everyone could not help but be stunned for a moment.
Yamu said calmly: "I understand your consciousness, but let us take over next!"
"...who are you?"
Sitson stared at Yamu closely and asked the most critical question: "Are you... human beings?"
Ya Mu thought for a while and said truthfully: "Genetically speaking, no, but you don't have to worry. Our leader is a genuine human being... at least that's what he thinks. Therefore, we also stand on behalf of human beings." Side."
After hearing Yamu's words, Sitson and others were still a little confused, but they almost understood the general meaning.
The mysterious black-haired man in front of him and the unparalleled Kryptonian outside both belong to the same mysterious organization.
And the leader of this organization is a man who thinks he is a human being... No, he is a human being and must be a human being!
Sitterson thought to himself.
At this moment, a black staff member behind him suddenly said: "Since you have such powerful power and say that you are on the side of mankind, why have you never appeared before?"
Yamu turned his head and glanced at the black man, and found that he was the staff member in the movie who was quite repulsive to the blood sacrifice ceremony.
Although his past is not described in detail in the movie, he must have had some special experiences, such as having a relative die at the hands of a monster.
Sitson felt nervous and turned to glare at the black man: "You..."
"It doesn't matter." Yamu interrupted Sitson's words, looked at the man and shook his head, "Because we were not on Earth before."
...Not on Earth?
Sitson and others couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
On the contrary, the younger Harder was not surprised. After all, Danas had revealed his Kryptonian identity.
And the mysterious strong man named Yamu in front of him may also be an alien.
Thinking of this, Hader couldn't help but stare at Ya Mu and asked: "If the man on the screen is really a Kryptonian, then... what about you?"
After saying that, in order to prevent Yamu from feeling disgusted, Harder added: "Sorry, this is just my personal curiosity. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to answer."
"It doesn't matter."
Ya Mu waved his hand, then raised his hand slightly and snapped his fingers.
In an instant, black nanometer streams flowed out from his hair and converged on the black armor.
The golden belt that was originally wrapped around his waist also lost its illusion magic and turned into a thick, fluffy tail, swaying gently behind him.
In just a few seconds, a black-armored warrior with a black hedgehog head, a resolute face, and a monkey tail behind him appeared in front of everyone.
"Really...are they really aliens?"
Sitson and the others stared at him blankly, murmuring in shock.
Yamu's face turned dark when he heard this, and the speed and frequency of his tail swishing instantly increased, like a golden whip, crackling the air around him.
"Hey, are you serious? You really don't know who I am?!"
"Wha...who is that person?"
Sitson, Harder and others looked at each other with a blank look in their eyes.
It’s not their fault. The average age of these staff members is obviously older, and due to the nature of their work, even young people in their twenties and thirties rarely watch anime.
There are very few staff members who like reading American comics like Hader.
Yamu glanced at everyone and quickly locked onto the black man who had just asked the question.
I saw him standing there blankly, his eyes floating up and down as Yamu's tail swung.
Suddenly, the black man stepped forward excitedly, looked at Yamu and shouted excitedly: "Saiyan, are you a Saiyan?!"
Fortunately, there are still knowledgeable people out there!
Yamu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said calmly: "Yes, I am a Saiyan."
"This...I...you...how powerful are you in combat?"
The black man was obviously a Dragon Ball fan. After receiving Yamu's affirmative answer, he immediately asked this question incoherently.
Just asking about things like combat prowess made Ya Mu feel a little ashamed and confused.
Therefore, he did not answer the black man's words, but instead turned his gaze to the computer behind them, and then said calmly: "I gave you half an hour to evacuate. There are still twenty-five minutes left. Are you sure you want to evacuate the remaining ones?" Is time wasted here?"
"..."
Sitson came back to his senses, looked at Yamu and asked seriously: "Can I believe you?"
Yamu glanced at him and didn't answer. Instead, he looked up at the big hole in the ceiling that he had punched through, and then... he gently raised his right hand.
"Buzz——"
In an instant, bright blue light gathered in his palm.
A ball of blue light the size of a basketball was instantly generated in his palm, and then continued to skyrocket at an extremely fast speed.
By the time Sitson and the others came to their senses and were frightened by the blue light in front of them, they all backed away. The rapidly expanding blue ball of light had turned into a behemoth with a diameter of more than five meters.
Sitson and others were blinded by the dazzling blue light, and they all raised their arms to block their eyes.
"This...wait! What are you going to do?!"
"Open the way for you."
Ya Mu replied calmly.
The next second, a violent blue energy beam shot out, instantly annihilating the ceiling of the underground base, and then penetrated all the way through the rock formations and reinforced concrete, broke out from the surface above the base, and penetrated towards the sky.
…
Not long ago, Danaus was killing classic characters from horror movies on the surface.
Since a large number of cannon fodder with low combat power had been killed by him, the remaining ones were all monsters with relatively powerful abilities.
For example, the clown from the movie "The Return of the Clown" is based on the classic character of the nail-headed hell monk in "The Walking Dead", and the goat-headed demon with bloody lines all over his body, etc.
These guys look very powerful, and each has some weird abilities.
Just like the clown who is being beaten by Danas at the moment, although he looks a little uglier, he has many super abilities such as immortality, transformation, illusion control, mental control, reality distortion, etc.
However, there is an important prerequisite for the activation of these abilities, and that is fear.
As long as there is enough fear as nourishment, the clown can become an extremely powerful being.
But unfortunately, his opponent now is the Kryptonian Danaus, and Danaus is fearless.
"That's it! You screamed! Clown! Right!"
"When I first watched the movie, I was quite scared by you. Now, it's time for you to feel what fear is!"
Danas grinned and waved his fist, and every time he yelled a word, he would give the clown under him a hard punch.
It has to be said that as the incarnation of fear, the clown's physical resistance is really outrageous.
Danas' punch was enough to shatter a thousand-meter-high mountain.
But if it falls on the clown, it will only cause his whole body to explode into a ball of black energy, which will gather again the next second.
However, Danas also noticed that the clown's aggregation speed was constantly slowing down.
It is obvious that in front of Danas, who is not afraid of him, the fear stored by the clown is being consumed rapidly.
Just when Danas once again exploded the clown hammer into countless black gas, the ground not far away suddenly rumbled and shook.
The next moment, the blue light beam broke through the surface of the earth and penetrated towards the sky through the rising soil and rocks.
Danas, who had been paying attention to the underground situation, had a smile on his face. He immediately grabbed the resurrected clown's neck and threw it forward with all his strength.
"Go to hell you!"
The condensed clown's body turned into a stream of light, screaming and flying into the blue light pillar.
Danas folded his arms and floated about one meter above the ground, looking with interest at the clown's black shadow that was submerged in the blue light beam and was being washed away and annihilated by the huge energy.
"Tsk, tsk, although in terms of physical strength, I am better, but in terms of energy reserves, you are indeed the more perverted!"
"It should be said that he is worthy of being a T0-level Exploding Star of the Alliance... No, a powerful Exploding Galaxy?"
While Danas was watching with interest, a giant sword burning with hellish flames struck his head fiercely.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the giant sword burning with flames shattered into pieces, but Danas was not only unscathed, but not even a single hair was damaged.
Danas slowly turned his head and stared at the sheep-headed demon holding a broken sword with a slightly dazed look on his face and said, "Do you want to die?"