Chapter 182
Chapter 182
"This is the extracted ability factor."
The moon man wearing unilateral lenses took out a bottle of red sticky potion, only the length of a finger.
"The ability factor we extracted from the magma fruit, the user can elementalize part of the body with magma."
"The Sparkling Fruit is no exception."
Speaking of the Devil Fruit, the lunar man in charge of the research work was full of excitement in his eyes.
"Leader, this fruit is completely a complement to our genetic modification technology, it is simply amazing."
"These ability factors can completely allow our fighters to break through the bottleneck."
"Although it still has flaws, I believe that it will be able to cultivate a flawless Devil Fruit!"
"Lonely doesn't want to listen to too much nonsense."
The leader sat on his throne and indifferently interrupted his men who were still speaking passionately.
"As long as the ability can be used, whether it is 40% or 100%, it will create a group of powerful armies for the orphan."
"Obey."
The lunar man wearing unilateral lenses felt the pressure shrouded above his head, and the whole person couldn't stop shaking, bowed and slowly withdrew from the throne.
At this time, he was even faintly excited in his heart.
With the leader's approval, you can use the ability factors of the Flash Fruit and Magma Fruit to create Flash Man and Magma Man in large quantities that can elemental attacks.
Not only that, as long as the research on the devil fruit is increased, the genetic modification technology of the race can also break through a new level.
And he is the great hero of the lunar man!
Beauty and Beauty....
However, the mood of the leader sitting on the throne is not so beautiful.
Since the gradual fall of the moon, the lunar people have carried out a thousand-year racial migration and have been wandering outside the earth.
The expeditionary force has been fighting for many years, and never a strong man of the "Decepticon" has died in battle.
The death of the shock wave made the leader feel a trace of surprise and anger.
At his beckon.
At this time, between the thrones, dozens of figures of different shapes were already standing, standing on both sides under the throne.
Even though everyone converged their momentum, the oppressive aura emitted by more than twenty figures and leaders between the thrones still made people feel terrified.
"Decepticons"!
The Guards under the leader.
The strongest of the Moon Man gathered.
"I really didn't expect that the ugly goods of the shock wave would actually miscalculate and hang up."
"I see, he doesn't have the strength to dominate the fourth seat."
"You deserve to die!"
"Hmph, you are forced to nag at the nineteenth seat, can it be that you will come to the fourth seat?"
"Why not?"
"Smiling generously."
The powerhouses of the "Decepticons" talked about the news of the death of the shock wave.
Even, several lunar people who did not look at each other well directly bickered.
There is a great momentum of directly fighting without saying a word.
The leader leaned lazily on the throne with his chin propped up, his eyes slightly squinting at the "Decepticons" under the throne.
The lunar people believe that the strong are respected, and the weak are preyed on.
Twenty-two Decepticons, the strongest seat is naturally the first.
Therefore, the members of the Decepticons, both explicitly and secretly, are in a relationship of competition and fighting.
Even the throne under the leader is coveted.
It's just that those who want to challenge the throne do not have absolute strength and certainty, and will only take their lives.
The strong figure standing in the first seat on the right under the throne released a trace of terrifying aura on his body.
Then he looked at the Decepticon members who had drawn their weapons and were ready to fight for a seat, and scolded:
"Presumptuous, the leader is still there, do you want to rebel?!"
The voice is not loud, but it is full of oppression.
Under the pressure of the breath of the chief Decepticon, the other Decepticon members suddenly looked ugly, glanced at the leader on the throne, and withdrew the weapons in their hands.
"Shhh
"Heavenly enemy, you really understand the mind of loneliness." The leader seemed to be smiling.
The leader, who was still quietly watching his subordinates quarrel, looked over meaningfully.
"Subordinates don't dare."
As the chief powerhouse of the Decepticons, the enemy turned around and saluted the leader without humility.
All of a sudden, there was a strange atmosphere between the entire throne.
The leader sitting on the throne had not yet spoken, but the natural enemy of the chief guard under the leader had already been born and reprimanded, and suppressed the other strong people.
This kind of scene goes without saying.
As a strong man above 10,000 people under the Lunar Race of Heavenly Humans, the strength of the natural enemies is advancing day by day, and ambition has inadvertently begun to show.
No one wants to be second.
"Huh..." the leader smiled softly.
The originally oppressive atmosphere suddenly dissipated.
The natural enemies and leaders seemed to have nothing happened, and they returned to calm, which made the Decepticon members who were ready to eat melons and stand in line suddenly a little disappointed.
"The shock wave is dead, and you will solve it yourself by rearranging seats."
"It's just that not now."
The leader's figure did not move for half a minute, but the throne exuded a terrifying aura, like an invisible poisonous snake, directly binding the hearts of everyone present.
"This indigenous planet, Lonely is tired of waiting."
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