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Chapter 385: Weak Carlos
Chapter 385: Weak Carlos
Arthas didn't know it yet, but his actions had already attracted the attention of the entire world.
At this moment, he had already drawn his two Zanpakutō.
With a light shout,
"Swastika!"
But the next second, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he looked down at the Zanpakutō in his hand.
No reaction at all?
Is it because there are no spirit particles in this world?
But I could clearly feel the power in my body just now.
why?
"Come back, Arthas."
Suddenly, a voice came into his mind.
That's his teacher.
Arthas immediately put away his two Zanpakutō.
With serious eyes and standing straight,
"is teacher!"
At this moment, Arthas completely understood why he could not use his Zanpakuto.
"Really? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
After saying that, he jumped up, jumped into the cockpit of the [Destiny] Gundam, started the mecha and left.
Carlos, who was running away, felt relieved when he saw that the terrifying figure did not chase him.
"Damn it, how could a mecha of that level appear on this wild planet?"
Carlos was unwilling to give in. His mecha was a demigod-level mecha, more than enough to destroy a country.
But just now, his mecha was almost blown into pieces.
If he hadn't once obtained a Nirvana module in a remote place and used it to escape danger.
"However, according to the classification of the levels of cosmic mechas, the energy fluctuations generated by the mecha just now are a bit strange. It doesn't seem to be the source energy."
"If it's not source energy, how can it drive such a terrifying attack?"
"Moreover, the Earth simply does not have any energy more powerful than source energy. So far, the most powerful energy is only nuclear energy. That is a product of the last cosmic era and is already far behind.
This is too weird!" Carlos frowned, not understanding.
This earth must be hiding some huge secret!
But I am the only one left among the descendants of the Baikals.
It is impossible to revive the entire ethnic group by yourself.
We must bring in foreign aid.
"What other forces in the galaxy can we cooperate with?"
Carlos thought for a while but couldn't think of a partner.
He raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, and suddenly his pupils shrank!
Outside his cockpit, there stood a figure in white.
He was gentle and elegant, with a faint smile on his face, looking at Carlos kindly.
Carlos looked down at the altitude on the instrument.
One hundred and twenty kilometers!
That is rice!
Can humans float so high in the sky?
He turned on the speaker and said tremblingly,
"Um... Your Excellency...what's your name?"
The figure in white smiled slightly and said,
"One of the four guardian kings under the Emperor of Azeroth, Aizen Kusuke!"
Carlos blinked, his expression a little strange.
The Empire of Azeroth?
There is no such force in the Milky Way!
Even other galaxies have never heard of it!
Where did this come from??
Carlos is now full of question marks, but facing this super strong man who can float in the air, he is really too nervous!
He was afraid that if he didn't speak up, the other party would slap him to death.
This Earth is too dangerous, he wants to go back to Orion...
Aizen looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Next second,
Aizen's body suddenly passed through the shell of the mecha and appeared inside the cockpit!
Floating in front of Carlos,
Carlos' pupils suddenly contracted and he instinctively swung his fist, trying to sneak attack the man in front of him.
But the next moment, he was hit in the face by a punch!
The stinging pain on his face made him scream.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at his fist in disbelief!
He was clearly punching the other person just now, but why did he hit himself?
He raised his head and looked again at the place where Aizen had just been, and his pupils suddenly contracted again.
What about people?
Where is the person just now?
He clearly saw that man in front of him just now! !
Why did it suddenly disappear?
His heart began to shatter like a spider web, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably!
The next second, he suddenly felt his neck tighten.
His eyes were dazed for a moment.
He found that he was no longer in the cockpit, but in the sky!
The whole person was lifted into the air by a powerful big hand.
Aizen hugged Carlos' neck, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said grimly:
"I hope to be reborn as a Chinese on Earth in my next life!"
Aizen exerted force with his palm, and Carlos instantly turned into pieces, and flew away with the breeze!
"Humph, weakling!"
Then he snapped his fingers again and put the mecha next to him into the space.
Since Azeroth's technology is mixed with a lot of magic, humans have no talent for magic and cannot understand the principles of magic at all.
The aliens' technology does not include anything magical, but only various new technologies, which will be of great help to the development of China's science and technology.
Jiang Ming of Wolong Villa also received Aizen's report and a smile appeared on his face.
"Husband? Is it solved?" Azshara on the side noticed Jiang Ming's joy keenly.
Jiang Ming nodded.
"The United States is now in civil strife. The alien invasion is just a trigger. They are not far from falling apart."
Azshara leaned her proud figure on Jiang Ming's arm, and the latter rubbed it with his right hand with an expression of enjoyment.
"The interior of America has long been rotten. The Freemasons headed by Ares have already infiltrated every aspect of America. The president of America is their puppet.
For such a country, destroying and then rebuilding is their only way out! "
"Didn't you say you wouldn't interfere in Earth's politics?" Azshara heard the implication in his words, as if he wanted America to become divided, so she asked in confusion.
Jiang Ming laughed and shook his head:
"I'm not interested. The Earth is too weak and the environment is too bad. I can't get interested at all."
"But..." Jiang Ming changed the subject, "Who made this country so unpleasant to me?"
Azshara was slightly stunned and looked at Jiang Ming strangely.
Just then, the phone rang.
Jiang Ming picked up the phone and frowned.
"Hello? What's going on?"
"Chief, those mechas were destroyed by unknown forces. Do we still need to enter American airspace?"
Jiang Ming thought for a moment and then said,
"You do this, Zhuge Yuan, notify the Dark Night fighter group to go to the American mainland to carry out a targeted elimination operation. There are still many remnant alien forces, and they have many bases. I will have someone send you the coordinates."
"Chief, what if the American army comes to stop us?"
Jiang Ming sneered when he heard this, "Kill them immediately! No need to warn!"
"Yes! Chief!"