Chapter 1302 Wu Jie: I don’t want to become a cute girl!
The mothership of this group of aliens is really strong. No, it is not just the mothership that is strong. This is an advanced civilization with extremely terrifying comprehensive strength. Even if they are placed in the Marvel Universe where demigods are worse than dogs, spirits run around everywhere, and you can't breathe without having some connection with the [Saint] level, this group of aliens can become the overlord of one side.
——Megatron from the super civilization said so.
The Sky Serpents have never stopped. They have joined forces with other tribes to create such a fleet that can challenge the small fleet of the Primordial Heaven Court. It is not enough, and they even created a replica of Kunpeng. Now, they are reversely controlled by the replica of Kunpeng and become pawns in the hands of others.
——A sharp review from the Demon Queen Nuwa
"But the problem is that they chose the wrong place. These country bumpkins of all races have no idea that this world is protected by our brave and fearless Samsara team!"
"So don't flatter yourself. Forget about going to the front line to fight. You haven't even left this air-raid shelter!"
Looking at Zhang Heng, who was so shameless, flattering himself and making excuses for himself, and had never left the earth since he came to this plane, Wu Jie retorted mercilessly.
"You can't say that. There are spies from aliens who have sneaked into the earth in advance. I have to stay on the earth to pull out these nails. Isn't it reasonable?"
"Then can you explain why even Liu Yu took his Pokémon out to work, but you are still here? Or, other reincarnation teams have become slaves after winning the resurrection game, why do you sit here as a slave owner? Do you think that my setting as a mental controller is a decoration?"
"Then what else? Magnetron Coil?"
"Zhang Heng shut up (annoyed)"
Wu Jie and Zhang Heng fell into the daily bickering. Chu Xuan took the earthen lump named [Buzhou Mountain] and knocked it, as if studying something. Two entangled figures broke through the air and landed steadily at the door of the air-raid shelter.
"Oh, look, now we are approaching the invincible Fu Zha and Zheng Zha, who is known as the enemy of heaven."
"?"
A ball of black flame condensed into a question mark and floated above Fu Zha's head. Zheng Zha, who came in with Fu Zha, smiled bitterly, feeling a little weird.
"Generally speaking, shouldn't Zhang Heng be the one saying this? What's wrong with you? You look like you've been infected by something."
Fu Zha said out Zheng Zha's doubts, and even Wu Jie's doubts.
'I was wondering why I always felt so weird since I came back, and I also took Buzhou Mountain back. It turns out that I got stuck in the Great Lord at the last minute, and got myself stuck in, right? '
Wu Jie suddenly thought of a sentence: All the gifts given by fate have already been secretly marked with a price.
It is obvious that the level of the Great Lord is definitely higher than the so-called fate.
So he used the Great Lord to get stuck, and naturally he had to bear the corresponding price, which was to be assimilated by the Great Lord.
Even if he were to choose again and go to the Silver Land again, he would still make the same choice, and even be more radical, only hating that he had not done enough and was not ruthless enough. Anyway, it was already stuck with a bug, why did he just think about helping the Grand Lord get Buzhou Mountain instead of trying harder and directly carrying away the Second Emperor of Dongtian and Kunpeng? Why not try to get stuck in the prehistoric calendar to help the Grand Lord conquer the world, why.
Wu Jie took a breath of cold air suddenly, he was now 100% sure that he was affected by something.
Although he was indeed willing to bear the corresponding price for the prehistoric calendar and for the Grand Lord, it did not mean that he was willing to get stuck with the Grand Lord!
How scary!
The Grand Lord is still a cute girl!
Being cute and funny is not a good thing!
When he thought of this, Wu Jie's attention and thoughts fell on a certain jade plate of good fortune on his head (Lao Qi:.), and Chu Xuan, who was drinking a cup of afternoon tea in his hand, looked like a retired old man.
"You kid..." Wu Jie forced himself not to say the name that could lead to the doom of everyone, and asked in a roundabout way: "You got a lot of wool from someone? And you don't have to pay it back?"
"Half right and half wrong."
"So you really dare to get it! Why? Is it because of your style that your resistance is higher than mine?! Is this reasonable?!"
Zheng Zha listened to the encrypted call between Wu Jie and Chu Xuan, and said calmly: They are indeed the two smartest people in the team. I really can't understand anything.
"Don't argue for now, help us study our problem first!"
Fu Zha felt that even if Wu Jie and Chu Xuan talked about multivariate destruction, they might not get a result for the problem they were discussing, just like a human and another human discussing the Old Ones. You said they could talk about something, yes, but the theoretical basis of those things was all repeated by humans based on what they could understand, because humans can't imagine a color they have never seen out of thin air.
"What? You and your second brother are inseparable again? That's no problem, just let Chu Xuan help you fix it, right?"
"No, it's why we were missing something when we punched that last time. And after we punched that punch, our bodies felt extremely empty. This emptiness is not a lack of energy, but how can I explain to you that kind of emptiness? How does it feel? It’s like throwing a person into the huge deep space between the Milky Way and Andromeda. There is void above, below, left, and in all directions.”
Zheng Zha raised his fist. This seemingly ordinary punch almost brought down the ancient continent many years ago.
"I'm actually okay. Although my body was almost drained after that punch, it's only a matter of time before I can make it up under the influence of the light of the soul. But Fu Zha."
Zheng Zha's fist was still wrapped with wisps of black energy, and the human form of Fu Zha could no longer be seen next to the source of the black energy.
Fuzha's battle losses this time were unprecedentedly high. No matter what he said before, at least he still looked like a human being. Even after Zheng Zha returned, he shared the same body with Zheng Zha.
But now, Fu Zha has become a ball of black energy clinging to Zheng Zha's body.
"One glance at Ding Zhen. The output was too high and he weakened himself. Just go back and ask the Lord God to help you cure it."
Wu Jie's casual words were recognized by Chu Xuan. Seeing Chu Xuan nodding along, Zheng Zha and Fuzha really believed it!
Zhang Heng walked quietly to Wu Jie, and the abyss whispered in Wu Jie's ears: "You are hopeless, hee."