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Chapter 190 Go ahead and ask!
Finished.
At first, the swordsman thought that even if he lost to this strange guy, he would still have a chance to turn the tables when he was captured by the guy and his teammates and taken to the space station.
For example, he still didn't believe it; the other party was so good at fighting, he must be the strongest one!
If he can seize the opportunity and target one of the opponent's weaker teammates, such as that old Star-Lord, and use him as a threat, he might have a chance to turn the tide.
He could even keep dragging things out until their distress signal was received by the headquarters of the Church of Universal Truth and their reinforcements arrived. He could still turn the tide of the battle!
Even this terrifying creature before them could not possibly defy the Church of Universal Truth, let alone the great God of Darkness.
then.
"Will you tell me or not? Will you tell me or not? Will you tell me or not?"
With each question, Star-Lord grabbed a large iron rod he'd somehow acquired and slammed it into the other man's forehead. The swordsman was struck several times, his defiant eyes fixed on the old, decrepit fellow before him.
After all, decades have passed, and humans do age, but he was the noble emperor of the Shia Empire.
Okay, not anymore.
"Snapped!"
"Enough! Enough! How dare you insult me like this?"
The swordsman, who was knocked to the ground with a single blow, felt his almost frail and powerless body. He couldn't believe it. Where had his strength gone? Why was he being beaten up by an old man?
Star-Lord thoroughly enjoyed the scene. He thought that as he grew old, he would never have the chance to do such an arrogant thing again, let alone with a swordsman in front of him, that bastard.
He grabbed the other man's collar with one hand and then punched him repeatedly in the face, left and right.
As for why this situation occurred, just kidding, do you even understand the powers of a Herrscher?
The Herrscher Hanlu directly imprisoned all energy flow within the gladiator's body, not just bioenergy. If it weren't to prevent the opponent from dying, she could have disrupted the opponent's electromagnetic waves.
Without that thing, the brainwaves malfunctioned, and the other person became a vegetable. Oh, no, they couldn't even be a vegetable; they died physiologically.
From that moment on, the swordsman vaguely opened his somewhat red and swollen eyes and looked at the group of guys sitting in a row next to him. He felt like he had come to the wrong place. What the hell was this?
Let's not even talk about the Guardians of the Galaxy members who were miraculously brought back from the dead and then excitedly beating up their teammates. Let's talk about the group of Earthlings sitting next to them. What the heck? Uh, they should be Earthlings.
Putting aside Icarus, whom I can't possibly defeat, who are those three guys sitting there shining like the sun?
As for why he called it the sun, well, he's just kidding. He's seen a dark god of that level before, and that was a bottomless pit, completely incomprehensible. So, of the guys in front of him, two were radiating brilliant light, while the other was as unfathomable as his own dark god, yet also possessed a strange gentleness.
For some reason, upon seeing this being before him, the swordsman, who had served the God of Darkness and sworn to dedicate his entire life to him, felt an inexplicable urge to weep.
But this is perhaps not surprising, because he was the one who destroyed his own civilization, not to mention that he was one of the leaders of that civilization.
So much so that he now lives under the shadow of the planet devourer, even recognizing a thief as his father, and when facing a certain god of civilization, that unique connection gives Hanlu an unexpected affinity for certain things.
"Well, this guy's really stubborn, watching us work for nothing."
Rocket, what happened to that super itching robot you found?
Give me two, I'll stuff them into his stomach and make him itch to death!
"Ha, I knew that thing would come in handy, Groot. Here, I'll go find it right now."
Just as the torment was about to escalate further, John stepped forward, looking somewhat distressed, and grabbed Star-Lord's shoulder.
"I think we should try to be a little more normal, okay? These guys' emotional state is off; I feel like they've been hypnotized or brainwashed by something, and... why don't you just ask him?!"
As the last helpless sound echoed inside the space station, Star-Lord scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly, and even glanced at his teammate who was also looking at him.
Didn't I ask?
What do you think?
He doesn't seem to have asked...
Star-Lord was somewhat embarrassed, as were his teammates.
What do you think?
He doesn't seem to have asked...
Star-Lord was somewhat embarrassed, as were his teammates.
After all, he had witnessed these bastards killing his teammates one by one, and even when they were calling for help, they died right in front of him on the screen.
He had a lot of anger he wanted to vent on these bastards.
This might have caused him to lose control of his emotions a little bit.
"Okay! We'll ask right away."
Star-Lord paused instantly and forcefully pulled the gladiator in front of him up again.
"Tell me! What exactly are you spying on us for?"
The situation returned to seriousness, and everyone looked at the swordsman with a bruised and swollen face and lips like sausages with a serious expression.
"My...no...my...I..."
Unintelligible speech began to emerge, but everyone frowned awkwardly.
Okay, I can't understand it at all. Maybe Star-Lord really hit him too hard before. He's still hanging on by a thread, and it's all because Hanlu is keeping him alive.
Hanlu secretly stood up, gently pulled Star-Lord aside as he vented his emotions, then placed her hand on his shoulder and began to sort out the somewhat abnormal thoughts in his mind.
When forces from the same single-universe level collided, his power caused the opponent to instantly begin to dissolve and dissipate.
There was no other way. Even if the Galactus itself were right in front of him, he would dare to exchange a few blows with it, let alone the last bit of energy left in its brain.
After all, strictly speaking, the other party was also an unlucky fellow, the kind who mistook a thief for his father.
Given their confidence and pride, it's impossible for them to join the so-called planet devourer, especially when their own home planet is being swallowed up by it.
The person in front of me also had a tragic life, but now he is turning things around.
The brainwashing removal ceremony didn't last long; soon, Hanlu's hand was removed from the other person's shoulder.
As he did so, he also cleaned up all the internal injuries in the other person's body and released the restrictions placed upon them—
As for how to operate it, just kidding, do you even understand the power of a Lawyer?
Forget everything else, let's just smash all those weird and wonderful things in his head!
After smashing it, just use the Herrscher of Death core to reset the opponent's brain cells to factory settings.
As for the rest, use the power of perception to regulate the other person's memory and stabilize his soul.
That's it!
Moreover, he was confident that he could suppress the opponent even if they suddenly lashed out.
"Awaken, Emperor of the Shi'ar Empire, the most valiant warrior in the universe—the Gladiator."
I hope you now clearly understand who your enemy is and just how heavy the humiliation you have suffered truly is.
Hanlu is a kind and compassionate person who respects the status and self-esteem of others. After all, saying a few nice words won't hurt anything.
As he saluted the man who was gradually standing up and recovering, the swordsman, who was slowly opening his clear eyes, looked up at the sky in disbelief.
Because only when he completely struggles out of the fog and looks back can he realize how much of a jerk and fool he was in the past.
"I remember everything!!"