Chapter 930 Fatty’s Revenge 3

The fat man thought about it over and over, and finally he could only think of one thing, and that was Emperor Lotta who was talking to him.

Before, he thought that the other party was a chatterer, talking so much nonsense, and his feelings were actually delaying time so that the super troops of the Red Alert Empire could come over and attack him.

"Is Emperor Lotta bribed by the Red Alert Empire? Tsk tsk, what a useless emperor. Facing the enemy who destroyed his empire, he actually surrendered and surrendered. Bah!"

Fatty despised this kind of person from the bottom of his heart. Of course, he ignored the scene where he knelt down in front of the queen in order to survive.

The fat man ran away, with Les in hot pursuit.

Last time, he failed to protect Su Chen, but asked Su Chen to protect him. This greatly stimulated Les's self-esteem as a god.

If this mission failed, he felt that he would be too embarrassed to go back and see his boss.

"Did I say, let you go!" Les let out a weird laugh, and kept slashing forward with the death scythe.

Energy blades flew out one after another. Fatty dodged several of them, but one of them still hit. The result was the same as before. Except for an extra hole in the clothes on his back, nothing happened to his body.

"What kind of material is this clothes made of, and it can actually block my blow?" Les was very puzzled.

On the other side, after Rice destroyed Fatty's clothes, Alice discovered that she could detect the existence of this suspected member of the Shadow Palace through the scanning of spy satellites, and his clothes could indeed block the scanning of spy satellites.

When Su Chen found out about this, he was shocked. This was the first time he discovered that something that could block spy satellites. If he didn't figure out where the other party's materials came from, once the other party produced it in large quantities, how could he invade the Red Alert Empire? manage?

"Les, catch him at all costs!"

After hearing Su Chen's voice, Les's eyes burst out with a deep dark light, and in an instant, his form changed greatly.

His height doubled, and his clothes turned into a purple suit, emitting a faint purple light. The scythe in his hand became larger, and the sharp blade seemed to be able to cut through space.

The biggest change was in Les's appearance. Originally Les was quite handsome, and at first glance he didn't seem like a human being. But now Les... was even less human.

A face was completely dark, with two purple eyes popping out of it, and a strange purple mouth.

"Is this his own complete death form? It is said that every god has his own innate ability. This should be his own." Su Chen said.

"Most of the information about the Gods was given by Les. It seems that because the Gods' talents are too strong, their fertility rate is very low and their numbers have always been very small. Each of them has different talents. Among them, Les's talents are , can be ranked among the best among all the talents of the Gods." Alice responded.

In the past, Rice covered his body with the breath of death, which was only the most basic use. Now his strength has returned to the level of a large galaxy, and he can finally use the full form of death.

In this state, Les is the real God of Death, and his scythe can harvest the lives of all living things!

According to what he said, after he became a constellation-level powerhouse, he was even able to harvest a person's soul through soul power!

In the state of death, Les's speed increased greatly, and he caught up with the fat man in front of him almost in the blink of an eye.

When the fat man saw that the person behind him suddenly turned into such a monster, he was shocked and wanted to escape even more. He was not prepared to continue fighting at all.

"No one can escape in front of the God of Death." Les chuckled, and his figure appeared directly in front of the fat man like a phantom, slashing him with a scythe.

The fat man was shocked. The speed of the scythe was too fast. He only had time to make some resistance before he was chopped away by the scythe.

Les frowned. Although he hurt the opponent this time, that layer of clothes still resisted most of his power. What kind of clothes are these?

Only then did the fat man realize that the layer of clothes on his body was very extraordinary, and it actually blocked the opponent's attack.

He felt that the opponent was at least a seventh-level powerhouse in the galaxy and had probably evolved a lot, otherwise he wouldn't be so strong.

"You have to run and you must not be caught."

But soon, the fat man thought of one thing. The last failure had already made Her Majesty Queen very unhappy. If he failed again this time, Her Majesty Queen would probably kill him personally.

"No, I can't let Her Majesty the Queen see my current state of misery. I need to survive on my own!" The fat man was heartbroken, and he took out something from his body.

This is an ordinary-looking glass bead. No one knows that this is a life-saving trump card given to him by his ancestors.

It's just that in the galaxy, this life-saving trump card was of little use, so he didn't use it.

In this situation, he can't even use it.

"It would be great if the ancestors could know that I left the Milky Way, but even the ancestors can only roughly sense that I am still alive." Fatty thought helplessly.

He knew that the king was very strong, but he was not a god or an omnipotent being.

The fat man did not hesitate and crushed the glass bead directly, and a circle of light immediately surrounded the fat man.

At this time, Rice's sickle struck again, and the moment it hit the aperture, it was bounced away.

"What is this?" Les was very surprised.

Alice was analyzing quickly. In just three seconds, Alice had a result: "This is something created using the power of space. It can protect the user and also teleport him out randomly. Teleportation The range is about 10 light years."

10 light-years is not a very large range. The problem is that it is difficult to find a person within a diameter of 10 light-years.

"Can't we cut it?" Les frowned.

"Depending on the strength of the aperture, you have a 50% chance of breaking the aperture."

"Fifty percent, that's enough!"

Les closed his eyes, and the death form disappeared, but the scythe in his hand still maintained the death form. Not only that, the scythe also changed even more.

Layers of death aura emerged from the scythe, and then things like grimaces emerged from the death aura, emitting a series of high-pitched howling sounds, making people feel as if they were in hell.

"These are the consciousnesses of the enemies I have killed. The consciousnesses of the people I killed will be sucked into this death sickle. When I need them, they will become my greatest source of energy." Les said at the corner of his mouth Showing an evil smile.

Before Rice controlled the soul power, his understanding of psychic technology was second to none among the gods. This scythe was also a product made by him using psychic technology.

It is true that he does not have psychic powers, but his weapons can absorb the enemy's consciousness.