Dragon Ball God Mu

"My name is Hiz, a guardian of the Milky Way. Like you, I came here after receiving the card." Hiz said, handing back the purple card, "You guys have been flying eastward from here. More than a thousand kilometers, you will reach the headquarters of the Galaxy mercenary, this Galaxy mercenary is a subordinate organization of the patrol organization, where you can register data."

"Remind you, no matter how you used to be kings and hegemons on other planets, you must restrain yourself in the galaxy. There are too many masters here, and keeping a low profile is the most basic principle."

"Thank you for your reminder." Mu Yang took back the card and thanked him with a smile.

Hitz waved his hand and continued to patrol the galaxy. For a galaxy warrior like him, the reward for each mission is quite considerable.

Don't pass the guards, Mu Yang and others are going to the Galaxy Mercenary Headquarters.

"Wait first, let me feel the atmosphere around me." Sun Wufan said, and couldn't wait to close his eyes to perceive the atmosphere on the planet.

The thoughts spread, and suddenly, a powerful aura shot towards Sun Wufan like a spotlight in the dark night. The number was unbelievable.

Sun Wufan opened his eyes and said shocked: "My God, there are too many masters on this planet. Just a moment ago, I felt hundreds of powerful breaths swept across this area."

Muyang said: "It is not difficult to understand that this is the center of the Milky Way, and the Milky Way Patrol Organization has to rely on them to maintain the stability of the Milky Way. If there were not many masters here, the entire Milky Way would have been chaotic long ago."

Saying that, a few people flew into the air, and while talking, they flew towards the mercenary headquarters that Hitz mentioned earlier.

The beautiful scenery swept under the eyes, accompanied by a few gusts of wind, a magnificent city appeared in front of Mu Yang and others.

It was a hemispherical building, some of which were tall, two or three hundred meters long, with large spherical objects on the top, like lollipops, and fan-shaped helipads scattered around them.

"The technology here is really advanced."

Several people sighed as they walked into the gate of the mercenary headquarters.

It was bright and spacious inside, with strange-looking cosmic beings sitting in front of the tables.

"Look at that side, Muyang." He quietly pushed his arm against Muyang, and Sun Wufan pointed to a corner and called.

Following the direction his hand pointed, Mu Yang saw a table in the corner of the hall, a green-skinned figure sitting there, with pink muscles on his arms and abdomen, and two tentacles growing on his forehead.

"It's a Namekian!" Mexia whispered.

"Yeah." Mu Yang narrowed his eyes, "I didn't expect to see the names of the Nameks in the center of the Milky Way."

Just as Muyang and the others were chatting in a low voice, the Namekian raised his head and looked towards Muyang and the others. The face looks very young, but the black eyes are full of vicissitudes.

"That Namekian is very old, at least three hundred years old." Anning belongs to the gods of the underworld, and a pair of eyes are particularly sensitive to the soul.

"No, isn't that the same generation as the elders and the others, and they can't see it at all."

Sun Wufan exclaimed.

Whether it is the Great Elder of Namek or the God of Earth, they are all survivors of the Namek climate catastrophe more than 300 years ago. They are all over 300 years old, and their faces are full of wrinkles. On the other hand, the Namekian in the corner shows no signs of ageing at all. People who don't know it think that he is the same generation as Neilu!

An Ning said with certainty: "It can't be wrong, his soul age cannot be faked."

Mu Yang frowned and glanced curiously at the Namekian. Could it be that there is something magical about him?

Shaking his head without thinking about it, Mu Yang and the others walked to the registration desk at the front desk of the mercenary hall.

"Hello, we want to register as Galaxy Mercenaries." Mu Yang said and handed over the purple card.

The staff member is a spaceman with only one eye. He said: "A card can only be registered for one person, and the rest of you have to be rescanned."

"You come with me."

After the staff finished speaking, they directly took Muyang and the others into another test room.

This is a relatively independent room, the walls are made of special alloy, and the silver is very bright.

"Well, number 75421, from Northern Galaxy, name?"

"Muyang!"

"strength?"

"60,000 combat power."

The staff member raised his head, glanced at Mu Yang unexpectedly, and muttered: "The strength is quite strong."

They are not worried about someone pretending to be someone else's card, because the combat effectiveness has to be re-tested. They are also not worried that people without cards are here to make trouble, because there are too many experts here, and there are so many people that they may encounter a master with tens of thousands of combat power.

"Now attack the energy absorption device, remember to use all your strength, don't worry about destroying the device, the stronger the strength, the more tasks you can take, and the higher the points."

"To attack with all your strength?" Mu Yang pointed to a device that looked like a big drum in the room.

"That's right."

"Okay." Mu Yang nodded, then took a deep breath, and secretly shouted "Twice the King's Fist".

Immediately, a dark red light was released accompanied by a powerful momentum, and the threatening whirlwind swept away in all directions. The staff member seemed to be deterred by this momentum, and his eyes widened.

"Ho!"

boom!

Mu Yang raised his fist and smashed hard towards the wall.

Deng deng deng, the data on the display kept beating, and finally fixed at "120,000"! With the blessing of Double World King Fist, Muyang's 60,000 combat power exerted an energy of 120,000 combat power.

"1...120,000..." The staff stammered, carefully filled out the information for Muyang, and respectfully exchanged the cards back.

On the Milky Way, the number of masters with a combat power of more than 10,000 can be said to be overwhelming. After all, it is a place where the elites of the whole galaxy gather, but the masters with a strength of more than 100,000 are already rare here. Because the stronger the master, the rarer it is in the universe.

You must know that even at his peak, Captain Ginyu only had 120,000 combat power, which was enough to dominate the sphere of influence under Frieza's control. Even if it were expanded to the entire Northern Galaxy, such strength would only be condescended to the "King Kruder's Strongest Troop" and "Kvira Mecha Troop".

"Am I registered?" Mu Yang asked while holding the card.

"Yes, Mr. Muyang, you are welcome to become a member of the Galaxy Warriors."

Muyang nodded, then looked at Sun Wufan and An Ning, and then they were tested. From the initial screening of good and evil, to the later combat effectiveness test, Sun Wufan showed his performance under the blessing of Jiewangquan. The 48000 combat power is considered very good among the mercenary soldiers of the Galaxy.

What surprised the staff was An Ning, although An Ning only showed a mere 7,000 combat power. What An Ning learned in Beijie Wangxing was not Jiewang Fist, but vitality bombs, so her strength was a real normal force. .

But the divine aura she exposed frightened the people around her.

The fourth-level dimensional gods are already on the same rank as the King of Hell, only lower than the four world kings. Even the Galaxy King of the Galaxy Patrol Organization must be polite when seeing the fourth-level gods.

"Sir God!"

The staff of the Galaxy Mercenary directly broke into a cold sweat, and their attitude was even more respectful: "You take it, this is your ID card."

"After you become a Metroid, you have already stored corresponding points in your cards according to your strength. These points can be used to publish tasks, exchange items or materials, and also to inquire about news."