Chapter 678 Dragon Clan Space Ability Test?

Space, Voyager.

In the cabin of the returning voyage, a blue light suddenly flashed.

The blue light lasted for about two or three seconds and then disappeared.

In the cabin, after Watson disappeared in the space passage, Nick Fury turned his head and glanced at Talos on the sofa.

"How about it, is the test correct?"

Talos looked at the instrument reading in his hand and nodded silently.

"Look, I'll say yes, and I've told you, the king of the dragon clan is not a title, but a real king."

Talos shook his head: "I just can't believe that someone can break the Rubik's Cube."

"How are you sure that the Rubik's Cube disappeared?"

"If the Rubik's Cube hadn't been destroyed, then the detection equipment we made would never fail."

"What if he has other means? As far as I know, he and the gods of Asgard are much more advanced than you, the down-and-out Talos commander.

Then why look at me, I'm not wrong, you didn't know how to turn you into a flytrap when I made you. "

Talos rolled his eyes helplessly, flipped the machine in his hand aside, leaned his head on the sofa and took a breath, ignoring Nick Fury.

After a long silence, he said, "Thank you, my friend."

"You're welcome, don't forget you owe me $50, I didn't forget you lost the bet."

"..."

Nick Fury smiled and turned his head away from speaking. He had mentioned to Talos before that Watson is very approachable. If you want to establish diplomatic relations, you can just visit him directly.

But when Talos watched the video of Lanmei killing Chitauri's Leviathan army with a sip of water, he was unwilling to go, so he and Fury made such a plan to meet Watson, and at that time Fury made the bet.

As for Watson's whereabouts...

Just now, when he was staring at the deep space outside in a daze, he suddenly thought of something he wanted to verify a long time ago.

Can he and those dragons survive in space?

What kind of physique can survive in a universe full of dangerous energy tides and cosmic rays like Thor?

The first thing he thought of was Rioreus.

As the top two monsters, one of the strongest combat powers, he must be pulled out for a try, and he has wings, so he might be able to fly in space with energy.

Needless to say, Gu Long's baa-baa, he must be pulled out to try. If his physique can bear it, then Watson himself should have no problem.

As for the others, the subordinates should be honest and don't seek death. What if they take it back slowly and burp directly.

Then, there are two special monsters, the Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Golden Lion.

Normally, these two have no wings, even if the energy level is not low, but how do they move in space?

The Golden Lion is a little bit better. Once the Dou Qi talent is turned on, and he uses his exclusive golden lightning energy to push it, he can see it on the bright side.

In the case of Tyrannosaurus Rex, it looks like an ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex. Does it have to keep flapping its feet, and then burst out the 'dragon' energy to push itself?

That looked too strange, no matter how Watson imagined it, all he could see in his mind was a picture of using scarlet 'farts' as propulsion power.

All these and many problems lingered in Watson's heart as if they had taken root, but now only Rioreus himself was in his monster space.

So, he talked to Fury and Talos, and went back to Dragon Island to pull the mice.

Strong dragon and weak dragon, just pull it out and you will know~

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Meanwhile, Warnerheim.

As the sister countries of Asgard, the relationship between them has lasted for a long time.

Of course, it was after their war ended. Before that, the Vanir Protoss, like Asgard, had magnificent castles, gorgeous palaces, and majestic and magnificent cities, and also had the reputation of Asgard.

However, unlike the Asa Protoss who were happy to fight at the beginning,

The Vanir pursued wisdom more than war.

So after the war, the Warner Protoss returned to the foundation of the country, choosing the simple notation of praising the old-school life, and no longer pursuing the extravagance of Asgard.

But their choices also provide some unruly people with a habitat.

Since Watson helped Thor to pacify the elf war and sent the dragons to replicate the Asgard campaign, Vanaheim was the first place where conflict broke out again.

In the east of Vanaheim, the sound of fighting resounded through the sky.

The army that Asgard came to support was fighting a group of cosmic predators. Normally, the fighting power of the Asgardian army should form a crushing situation against ordinary predators, but this time it was different.

One is that fighting broke out in the village, and they were timid in order to prevent accidental injuries. The second was the wanton bombing of their weapons, individual mortars and other range-killing weapons, so they had to give priority to protecting the safety of civilians.

High-energy ray rifles, magnetic storm grenades, etc. can cause effective damage to heroic fighters, and there are even snipers who are proficient in sniping.

The most important thing is that among this group of predators, there are quite a few rare race warriors.

For example, the mighty Krunan warriors, they are natural stone men, with powerful strength, strong defense, plus armor and heavy weapons, general heroic warriors can only rely on flexible steps to attack, but the effect is very little, but if To be hit by him with a mallet is a dead end.

"Surround them! Watch out for civilians!"

Boom——~

"Drink!"

Sif, who was riding on a tall horse, leaned back to avoid the incoming laser, headed a predator who was stuck with the heroic warrior with a backhand sword, then turned over and dismounted, turned around and struck the attacker to the ground with a shield attack .

Suddenly, there was a gunshot, and a sniper bullet instantly hit Sif in the chest, and the huge impact directly sent her flying 2 meters away.

"Ahem...these damned trash, where did they get their weapons?"

Sif got up and looked down at his chest. The dragon badge representing friendship and glory was smoking. Although he would not have been pierced through the breastplate without him, the quality of the badge was really beyond Sif's surprise.

The little sniper, who was looking for a target in the distant forest, saw the person he had shot, stood up intact, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Jijirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

The little man seemed to curse, and raised the sniper rifle in his hand, which was a bit taller than him, to aim again.

But just when he was about to shoot, an extremely thick colorful beam of light crashed into the center of the battlefield.

A throwing knife with green light flew out from the beam of light, and inserted it into the little man's forehead with incomparable precision.

Immediately afterwards, the entire battlefield sounded a dragon roar that made all Asgardian warriors cheer.

"Roar woo woo woo!!!"

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