Meiman Killer Daily

117

"When the hell do we have to wait...

I finally understand why those magicians always like to lock themselves in high towers, and then use countless magic nets to entangle themselves. It is such a hard job to work together to refine weapons..."

For a full week, John meditated in space after Annuoer left, because it was quite troublesome for a demon like John to corrupt a planet. After all, it was not destroying the planet. In fact, destroying it was much simpler and easier than corrupting it.

Absorbing billions of lives from the entire planet, including not just extraordinary dragons, but all the lives of the entire planet, the shadow energy has been extracted to the maximum limit, but the effect is still extremely slow.

Holding his chin, he was speechless. He couldn't walk, so why not? John really couldn't stand the dead silence in this lonely space. He liked the noise and bustle, and it was precisely because he didn't want to be lonely that he came out of nothingness.

Travel into a universe.

Now I am creating a magical creature on a whim, but instead of thinking, I have trapped myself in it. I can't leave now and let others pick the fruit. Moreover, I have created an evil creature. This magical creature will feed on fear.

If it were accidentally obtained by other beings, there might be some kind of storm in the universe. John liked to make trouble but he definitely didn't like to stir up trouble.

Although his nature is vacillating between good and evil, he will never harm others out of trouble, unless it is for his own purpose or something that is beneficial to him. This is a weird double-standard behavior and a very complex and chaotic character.

Rumble...

Just when he was struggling and had to use up the time, a series of explosions suddenly sounded. John looked to the left hand side not far away, because the universe was no longer divided into east, west, north and south. Only the left, right and coordinate directions could determine the position. The two ships

The battleship chased and escaped, and through induction, he discovered that the one running away was a human being.

After all, the fluctuations of the soul cannot be faked. John never looks at facial features when looking at people. He can find out everything by just looking at the soul. The man is constantly cursing something, because he is looking at the soul without reading the thoughts, so he doesn't know anything.

reason.

The battleship behind him is not human, but it is also a humanoid creature, very similar to humans, but its physical strength is not at the same level. At least in terms of soul, this life form is ten to fifteen times stronger than normal humans.

The battleship in front passed by quickly, and when it got closer, it spotted John. They were shocked to see John hanging in the universe without any clothes. His mouth was big enough to hold three or four duck eggs. He instinctively activated the protective film to block John's face.

, a series of laser cannons flew over, John raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"This guy is really conscientious enough to report..."

He was running away, but he still wanted to save others. The protective film was punctured and when he saw that the energy was exhausted, the man opened the hatch and waved to John.

"Are you crazy? Get out of here quickly. The Spartans will soon invade this star field!"

The man urged anxiously. John glanced at the warship that was approaching rapidly not far away. He waved his hand and countless shadow magic arrows gathered and flew out from the side. The energy shield of the spacecraft was instantly penetrated. The alien named Spartan

The body and soul were also separated at the same time, and flew in front of John with the explosion of the spacecraft.

"You are actually a mixed race..."

After compulsorily reading the memories of the Spartans, he threw his soul to the dark planet. Looking at Star-Lord in a daze, he began to joke. Star-Lord Peter Quill is thirty-two years old and is the leader of mankind and the Spartacus Empire.

Son of Prince Jason.

The pursuit was because Jason tried to exchange the earth for the support of another force and stopped the war with that force. The Badong Brotherhood is an alien empire that specializes in bullying the weak and fearing the strong and enslaving low-end civilizations. What they like most is to force weak civilizations

Conquer, and then enslave or sell everyone or train them into warriors. The Spartacus Empire flaunts justice, so it naturally looks down on such a country. The two interstellar empires have been in a stalemate for hundreds of years, and an unlucky softie like Jason has emerged.

Egg.

Jason didn't want to continue fighting because of boring justice. He wanted to enjoy life and enjoy the life of an emperor. However, the country did not allow such a thing to happen, so Jason found another way and secretly traded with the Badong Brotherhood.

The person killed was Jason's confidant.

"Are you human?!"

"That's fine for now."

Even though he has the body of a demon, John's soul is still more or less a human being. His character of not being able to lie made John's answer ambiguous. Star-Lord breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the black planet and asked again.

"What the hell is that?!"

"I'm creating a magical creature, and you can think of it as an artifact."

Star-Lord frowned slightly, feeling that John was not a good person, but when he thought of his brothers and friends, he rolled his eyes and had a very vicious idea in his mind. Of course, this was justice for Star-Lord, because he thought John was not a good person, so he

He believed that cheating John was an act of justice.

"You want me to help you kill Spartacus's enemies, then save your friends, and then betray me so that Spartacus and I will fight to the death. Peter Quill, are you sure you want to do this?!"

The psychic sense saw through the conspiracy that had not yet formed. John crossed his arms and looked at Star-Lord. Star-Lord shook his head quickly.

"I didn't, how could I think that!"

"My telepathy should not lie to me. I admit that I am not a good person, but I am not a person who likes to cause trouble. If someone provokes me, I will definitely hunt him down until he dies, and I will take out his soul.

Train yourself into a puppet and serve me forever!"

After tapping his temples, John turned around and started looking for coordinates. He was really bored. It would be better to go back to Earth and buy a villa, cut it and store it in an alien space, and then create a void space that crosses dimensions, so that enjoyment and creation are not delayed.

Otherwise, God knows how long I will have to stay here. Refining a planet is really too slow. I don't have time to waste my patience on it. The key is that this is not a technical job. It just requires a fool to operate and wait.

As he turned around to leave, Star-Lord quickly called out to John.

"I was wrong. I'm sorry. I did have this thought just now. I just saw you as a bad guy. I'm sorry, sorry, I apologize to you!"

There is no one available for Star-Lord now. No matter who he asks for help, water from far away cannot quench his thirst. If he does not go as he expected, Jason, this bastard, will definitely betray the earth within a few days and then kill him.

All your partners.

That damn Galactic Council is a bunch of bastards who prey on the weak. They will definitely choose to give up the earth, and then admit that the earth belongs to Jason. Then Jason will buy the earth to the Badong Brotherhood, thereby completing his and the Badong Brotherhood's mission.

Demand for an armistice.

Once the earth is truly declared out of the protection of alien civilization, Star-Lord really cannot imagine what it will look like!