This Kryptonian is Too Steady

"Why don't you kill them?"

Glancing at the Audition Troupe and Bill and his party who were sent outside the Pantheon, Cyber ​​slowly rose into the air, ignoring the black monster that fell down and stared at him, and floated close to the figure on the black throne, curious.

Judging from the way he acted, the other party was by no means a soft-hearted person, but he let Quill and his group of hostile people go so easily.

"For ordinary people, I have always been more tolerant."

Looking straight at the black-haired man in front of him, Geer behaved very frankly, as if he was not at all worried that the other party would sneak attack him.

"Then how did you kill Narnia and Orem?"

Hearing this answer, Saibo had a faint guess in his heart: "Is it because of the divine power in their bodies?"

"That's right, these accomplices of the gods, I will never allow them to leave alive before my eyes, and go back to persecute and oppress other innocent people."

Nodding, Geer said awe-inspiringly.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the black monster below instantly disintegrated into an ink-like liquid mass, and returned to the shadow at the foot of his corpse mountain.

"However, what I am most interested in is, who are you? Why do you sit and watch your teammates be killed and defeated by me?"

Looking at the man in front of him, Geer showed a look of interest: "You are obviously capable of saving them."

Although he didn't perceive the existence of divine power from this man's body, the sense of threat brought to him by the other party was not weaker than that of the gods under his feet who had caused him serious injuries.

"Me? Owner of the Peace Lovers Club, Cyber ​​Konate."

He took out two red and white capsules from his waist and lightly threw them over his shoulders, and Saibo fell backwards: "As for why you didn't shoot... because it's meaningless."

When the last syllable fell, the thrown capsule turned into a silver-white seat in mid-air, just in time to firmly catch the fallen black-haired man.

"Pointless?"

Geer frowned, a little surprised: "You found out?"

And instantly raised the threat of this weird man by two levels in his heart.

"certainly."

Saibo smiled and said: "Your body is not here,

Is not it? "

From the very beginning, he discovered that the alien in front of him was not a real life body, but an entity condensed by that unknown black energy, just like the Excalibur he seized outside the temple.

The other party is probably just a clone of the real Geer left here!

After finding out that the other party had no intention of killing himself and the Audition Dance Troupe, he simply gave up his plan to kill the other party directly.

Because it doesn't make much sense to do so.

Therefore, instead of doing it directly as usual, he chose to sit down calmly and indifferently, and see what the other party was planning to do.

"Perceptiveness."

Complimenting the other party, Geer sat up straight and said seriously: "Then, what is your purpose?"

Being able to grow from a native of a remote planet to the current god killer, he is naturally not arrogant.

After slaughtering a large number of gods in the Pantheon and achieving his goal, he certainly would not choose to stay here and wait for the enemy to trouble him. The real body has already left.

Only one clone is left in this different space, ready to see what will happen later, or if you can harvest a few more batches of stupid gods who broke into the trap.

Unexpectedly, he actually encountered something interesting.

'Crack~'

Saibo snapped his fingers lightly when he didn't answer the other party's question, and a huge silver-black square device below it started to run loudly.

In the next moment, countless tachyon particles invisible to the naked eye ejected from the four-sided molded light mouth, completely filling the entire temple and even this different space.

"what is this?"

Staring at the unknown instrument below, Geer wondered.

After the instrument was activated, there was actually interference in his connection with his own body.

This is something he has never encountered before!

"A device that shields other beings from prying eyes."

Saibo explained: "I don't want our conversation to be overheard by some possible beings."

This is a tachyon interference device that he got inspiration from a guy next door whose appearance and IQ are only slightly worse than his own.

This jammer can not only block most existing prying eyes, it can even block those sights from the future.

"Before talking about my purpose..."

Withdrawing his gaze from the top of his head, Cyber ​​changed his subject: "Why don't we talk about your purpose first, Mr. Geer?"

"Hahaha~ My purpose?"

Laughing three times, Geer looked brightly: "Are you interested in hearing a story, Cyber ​​Konate?"

"Please."

"In a primitive, savage, barren desert world with three suns, there once existed a poor man.

From the day he was born, he had been taught that the stars in the night sky were the eyes of his ancestors, those who had flattered the gods and proved themselves worthy of being embraced by the night. "

A look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and Geer said calmly: "That damned Lieyang brought endless pain, and those who could not 'prove' themselves in front of the gods died because of it.

He was told that if it got any hotter, their world would burn up.

Fearing this terrible future, each of them was taught that they must respect the gods in the sky and sacrifice their beliefs in order to gain the mercy of the gods and ensure the continuation of their group. "

’ It’s the ‘I Have a Friend Series’ again. '

Silently complaining in his heart, Saibo nodded, expressing his understanding: "It is a common phenomenon in low-productivity societies that people often attribute their incomprehensible power to a personified abstract existence.

And I hope that this existence can change my difficult environment for free and realize the ideal life. "

"During that poor man's childhood, his mother took him out to find food for survival, but unfortunately encountered the top predator in the desert.

In order for her child to escape successfully, she chose to stay alone to face the group of invincible enemies. "

Glancing at the other party coldly, Geer continued: "Until he was eaten by wild beasts, his mother was begging for the protection of the gods, but like countless similar incidents that have happened in thousands of years, the gods have always been there. Did not show up."

"Many years later, the poor man had a wife.

He swore he had never met anyone as sincere as his wife.

Even though she suffers from hunger all the time, she dedicates most of her food to the high gods every day. "

Geer's expression gradually became ferocious: "One day after giving birth to a daughter for that poor man, their family encountered the legendary "God of the Earth's wrath"..."