Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1439 - 174: You’re a Good Person
Capítulo 1439: Chapter 174: You’re a Good Person
In the Sinking Night Universe, the terrifying scene of their clansmen dying was transmitted through nerve waves into the heart of each clan member.
The Saint Luo people, who possessed an extremely strong life force, were surprisingly corroded by a single drop of blood.
Such pain is enough to penetrate the soul!
Before encountering that person, they never thought they would meet the nemesis of their lives.
The noble Saint Luo would never admit being invaded by an unidentified human in their star domain.
“It’s impossible, this is the Luqin Universe, a lower plane… there can’t be anyone here who’s a nemesis.”
Orsde, in his complete parasitic state, muttered softly.
“There’s nothing impossible…”
Mu Fan pressed one hand against half of the other’s head, leaned in and said softly near the ear, “Since you can come here, why can’t we?”
Orsde’s eyes suddenly widened.
These words almost broke through its psychological defenses in an instant.
“No, the Gate of Divine River has always been under our control, it is the only passage into the Luqin Universe.”
“No… no.”
At this moment, Orsde was a bit incoherent.
“Where is the depth of the starry sky?”
Mu Fan’s question pulled Orsde’s consciousness back to the present.
“No.”
Orsde looked at Mu Fan with hatred, “You’re alone, and the stronger a life form is, the rarer its offspring. The biological level must surpass ours, so you were bluffing me!”
“You won’t know; hahaha, if you let me go, I can exchange information with you.”
When Orsde realized Mu Fan was not a native of the Luqin Universe, its mindset surprisingly calmed down. Being caught by a higher-level life form was not unacceptable.
It could still remain proud.
Mu Fan looked at him calmly, “Last chance.”
“I don’t—”
A ghostly green light flashed by.
The Curved Light Scythe Blade was somehow suddenly activated, the ghost energy forming a blade that cut through anything.
Under the blade’s light, without similar force field resistance like those from the Forest Domain’s Divine Son, a mere body is not different from paper.
A mirror-smooth cut appeared on the neck, Orsde’s head rolled onto the ground.
Its eyes, filled with shock, turned toward Mu Fan, lips still moving slowly.
Yellow blood gushed from the wound, attempting to return to the main body, but a thin green light adhered to the cut, emitting a harsh sizzle when the yellow blood contacted the ghostly green membrane.
The ghostly green light forcibly blocked the pull of the Octagonal Crystal Chip.
Mu Fan lowered his eyelids, his gaze meeting Orsde’s.
“You won’t talk, so die.”
His left hand gently rotated, a Light Wheel flashed from his right fingertips.
Under exquisite control, his fingertip was sliced open, revealing a fine bloodline.
A bright drop of blood emerged.
Mu Fan looked at that still conscious head, raised his hand, and let the blood drop…
Orsde’s head which was fighting against the green membrane began to struggle frantically at this moment.
Yet without the strength of a neck, it couldn’t move an inch.
The blood drop fell straight into the mouth.
The writhing yellow blood abruptly froze…
In the next second, it boiled madly!
Black spots blossomed within the blood, instantly filling the entire mouth.
Orsde’s eyes turned blank.
The wriggling viscous liquid, like rotting blood, began to emit a foul stench.
Orsde’s head, undying when severed, began to be corroded bit by bit, slowly disappearing into the dissolving decayed blood.
The hissing sound stopped abruptly, leaving only a pool of black blood on the ground.
Looking up, Mu Fan casually flicked a blood drop into Orsde’s remaining body, then turned and walked toward Lu Qingxue.
This second blood drop, like a toxin entering the body, spread instantly.
Orsde’s remaining body shivered as its vitality faded.
The Saint Luo blood that wanted to resist the infection was utterly powerless now; once a body was tainted, even slightly, genetic collapse ensued.
That blood was a catalyst causing the stable genes of the Saint Luo to collapse.
Inside the blood’s stored consciousness, Orsde finally understood the pain from the soul’s depths…
A pain fundamentally unbearable for the Saint Luo!
It hurts so much…
A nemesis appeared here for the Saint Luo…
He wished to pass on this precious information.
Just that strong suppression from the ruins ensures this news will be buried in the wind.
…
Lu Qingxue raised her elegant chin, watching the approaching figure with pursed lips.
Despite her pale face, she showed a stunningly beautiful smile.
He had never disappointed her.
He was growing stronger.
But Lu Qingxue, who had never yielded on the Martial Path, felt no competitiveness this moment.
Seeing Mu Fan becoming stronger filled her heart with joy.
“He hurt you…” Mu Fan gazed into those clear eyes, his tone far less assertive than before.
“Mm.” Lu Qingxue responded softly.
“So he must die.” Mu Fan replied very seriously.
Lu Qingxue couldn’t help but pursed her lips.
Seeing the concern and determination in Mu Fan’s eyes, her icy demeanor melted entirely, she gently reached out to hold Mu Fan’s right hand.
Shaking her head.
She was telling Mu Fan she was fine, not to worry.
Feeling the astonishingly soft sensation at her fingertips.
A cool temperature transmitted to the palm, Mu Fan instinctively gripped the hand tighter, revealing a bright smile.
“Together.”
“Alright.”
Both Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue were not talkative people; their conversations were typically very concise, yet filled with a unique sweetness in their hearts.
Cough, cough, cough!
Suddenly, violent coughing erupted from the distance.
Only Miller appeared flushed red, gazing at them holding hands with mixed anger and sadness.
He clenched his teeth tightly.
The goddess of his heart actually took the initiative to hold the other’s hand.
His dream shattered instantly.
Along with his sincere heart of admiration, shattered all over the ground.
“You…you…”
Miller stumbled to his feet, surprised by the energy surging through him.
He could actually stand up and walk.
Lu Qingxue gently glanced at Mu Fan, then turned to Miller, slightly bowing.
Afterward, the unrivaled Valkyrie stood slightly behind Mu Fan like a girl from next door, still holding hands.
“Heartache.”
Miller clutched his chest, only feeling dizziness in his brain, darkness filling his vision.
He indeed received a response with his final gesture.
But this response…
Would have been better if she just ignored him and left!
Now it seemed his mind was trampled repeatedly by ten thousand Highland yaks.
“Well…”
“Brother, you’re doing great, you guys go first… I’m tired, I’ll sit for a while.”
Miller wanted to say something more macho, but eventually eked out a dry sentence, standing awkwardly.
Mu Fan casually tossed three Bai’s Medicine to Miller, who instinctively caught them, looking up inquiringly.
“Thanks, you’re a good person.”
“Pfft.”
Miller spat out a mouthful of blood, pressing his chest and sat on the ground.
