Become the ultimate creature starting from the black robe

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A few days later, on the lawn of a villa in a wealthy area, Nolan Grayson, who had long since recovered from his injuries, was smoking a cigar he got from nowhere, wearing casual clothes, with a solemn expression, even a little gloomy... I saw a yellowish-brown, high-end cigar as thick as my thumb, burning at an alarming speed.

Huh... Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke like a dragon, he frowned slightly and said to himself: "He is indeed a genius who is rare to see in ten thousand years among the Berserker Beast clan. When he was training in the empire, I have heard that what this guy likes to do most is to fight with strong people all over the world.

I just didn't expect that the person he targeted this time was actually me. Fortunately, I chose to strategically retreat during the fight a few days ago. In his opinion, this kind of move must be something only a weak person would do. There is a high probability that this guy won't cling to me anymore, so much so that it will affect my ability to complete the tasks assigned by the empire. "

Thinking of this, Nolan Grayson paused slightly. In his opinion, the white lion is destined not to stay on this planet for too long. In other words, this biggest threat to him will definitely not cause him much. The trouble, the failure of the operation a few days ago was just an accident.

At this time, Debbie in the kitchen was standing in front of the glass window, looking at the back of her husband Nolan, with a hint of worry on her eyebrows.

You know, Nolan has never smoked before and only drinks in moderation. He is responsible, mature and steady, as if nothing can affect him. In Debbie's eyes, the word perfect is the perfect word to describe her husband Nolan Grayson. .

But all of this seemed to have undergone some unusual changes on the night when Mark revealed that he had awakened his superpower. For the first time, she had a strange feeling towards her long-standing husband.

"The weather is nice today. Do you want to teach me some flying skills? Although I think I'm already very good at flying." Mark, who didn't have to go to school during the weekend, walked up to Almighty Man and said with a smile.

He also noticed that his father was in a bad mood these days, so he wanted to use this method to relieve his mood.

Nolan Grayson glanced at his son Mark, threw down the cigar he had not finished smoking, and nodded, "I just have something to tell you, some things you need to pay attention to during battle, and what happened to your home planet. Didn’t you really want to know about the major events on the planet Vitrum? Now I think the time has come.”

"Please, my home planet is Earth, not Vitrum." Mark picked up the cigar butt on the ground and walked towards the trash can while subconsciously correcting the mistakes in Nolan's words.

However, as soon as he took a few steps, a huge force hit him from the back and kicked him away.

Mark, who fell on the lawn, just raised his head when he saw a figure like an iron tower, blocking the sunlight, standing in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, with a cold expression, and said indifferently:

"Do you know that Wickrum's blood flows in your body, and your superpowers are not given to you by human genes."

Mark had never seen his father look like this before, he looked like a cold-blooded tyrant.

"I...I don't understand what you mean. How can I be a Vikrum person? Mom is obviously a human being, and I grew up on this planet." Mark said with a puzzled look.

To be honest, he had no sense of belonging to the so-called Wickrum at all, and he couldn't understand why his father was so angry.

"I can tell you clearly that there is no need for you to worry about whether you are a human or a Vikrum. Based on my observations of you, I can draw a conclusion that human genes are very consistent with those of the Vikrum." , even much higher than other races in the universe. Basically, as long as you grow for a while, you will completely become a Uyghur."

Nolan, the Almighty Man, doesn't mind telling a little lie in order to change Mark's mind.

Of course, not everything he said was a lie. He didn't lie about the compatibility.

Whether it is Mark's appearance or the superpowers he displays, it can be proved that Mark is getting closer and closer to a pure-blooded Vikrum star. If this situation is reported to the empire, or discovered by the empire.

Nolan can even imagine how delighted the leader of the Vikrum Empire and the regent, who are worried about the small population and the difficulty of pure-blood breeding, will be. He can guarantee that the empire's fleet will appear here in the shortest possible time. Near a planet, surrounding it.

Moreover, according to his understanding of the regent's behavior, the other party will definitely kill all the men on the planet and only keep the fertile women.

At that time, any person or force that hinders the empire's actions will be ruthlessly wiped out and crushed into powder!

He, the Almighty Man, is no exception, so he desperately wants to change Mark's mind, instead of just watching Mark sacrifice his life for this planet whose destiny has been destined for a long time. If Mark is willing to stand on the side of the aliens, then he You can live on, even better than you are now.

"Impossible! I'm not a Uyghur!" Mark got up from the ground and roared loudly at his father in front of him. The veins on his neck popped out and he was on the verge of losing control of his emotions.

"No matter how cruel it is, you have to accept this fact."

Nolan said calmly.

"Who can tell me what happened between you and your son?" Debbie asked in a hurry as she rushed over.

"It's nothing, I can handle it myself."

After saying that, Almighty Man Nolan grabbed Mark by the collar and shot straight into the sky like a cannonball. During the entire flight, Mark had not yet recovered from the fact that he had become a Uyghur.

At some point, Nolan took Mark and flew over a city. He looked down at the ant-sized humans on the ground and slowly said: "There will inevitably be gaps between races. No matter how much we do, there will be gaps." I can't gain the other party's trust, just like me...

Since I came to this planet, I don’t know how many criminals I have fought and how many evil organizations I have destroyed. To do this, I have even sacrificed my family and am always busy. But even so, our family is still under surveillance. Every move is under the control of others. "

"You mean someone is watching us? Who is that person?" Mark asked in shock.

After a moment of silence, Nolan narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Global Defense Agency, Director Sissel."

"Global Defense Agency? How is this possible!" Mark said in disbelief.

"But the truth is what it is, cruel and hard to accept."

Nolan took Mark and moved again, directly smashing the roof of a house and arriving at a room full of surveillance screens. Facing the sudden attacker, the staff in the room were stunned for a moment, and then pulled out their weapons. The gun is pointed at Omni-Man and Mark.

At this time, the screen on the wall seemed to have a gravitational force, attracting Mark's attention. The familiar pictures, the familiar bedroom, the familiar living room, and Debbie cleaning the dishes in the kitchen were stirring like a storm. Looking at his brain, a strong sense of unreality emerged in his heart.

Even though the Almighty Man stretched out his arm and crushed the staff member's head, and blood spattered on Mark's face, Mark still stared at the screen without noticing, repeating in his mouth that this is impossible, how could he? You may have been living under the surveillance of others.