Saiyan adopted by Thanos - Chapter 116
Chapter 115 The former Dark Elf King
Chapter 115 The former Dark Elf King
“His Royal Highness Becket, we have arrived.”
Wat Aliham, the coordinates 213.646, the dark sky was covered with the sky, and people living on the ground raised their heads, and their eyes were full of surprise.
Why do such strange warships appear above their heads?
The war lost?
The people living in this tribe stared at each other, and they could see a touch of surprise from the pupils of their comrades -in -arms.
This is one of the most hidden places for the entire Wat Alheim. Unless it is the army of Malekis’s army that has been completely defeated, they will never think of any other reasons to let outsiders find here.
“Is an extremely hidden tribe?”
The characteristics of the tribe are exactly the same as Ora said, many elderly people, more women, and young.
The king of the Dark Elf, Malekis lives in this place?
Baker frowned, jumped down from the door of the cabin, fell steadily at the door of the tribe, and the black sword was buffered by his feet, and his long hair fluttered, which made everyone in the tribe instantly vigilant.
“The daughter of Odin !!!”
This group of people who have already played a reputation in the Nine Realms War will naturally not be unfamiliar, even if they have not gone out to contact the outside world for a long time.
“Malekis, roll out.” Unexpectedly, the group of people was suspicious, Barkt crossed his chest with his hands, and after a week of view, his full -scale voice made everyone in the tribe look at each other.
WTF?
Malekis?
If the representative of the radicals dare to live here, they dare to make him realize what is the pain of thousands of swords.
“Malekis is not here. This is the place where our Dark Elf King rests. Trouble you, no, it should be you, hurry up here.”
“Otherwise, the consequences are at your own risk.”
The only five middle -aged people in the entire tribe looked at each other, and then raised the long gun in their hands to the first person, and warned Becott.
“What did you say?”
Baker missed his head and said, “The Other.”
“Yes! His Royal Highness!” The Other, who was holding a scepter on the warship, beckoned, and then kicked the Aura, who was tied by a big tied to him.
Go you!
Oh!
“Keke … Kekeke …”
The smoke rolled, and Aura’s painful eyebrows that fell on the buttocks, but it was mentioned by The Other and brought to Baker’s.What hurts with the buttocks? ”
“you–”
“Ola?!”
The anger Aura’s eyes widened, and before they had time to speak, a powerful arm had locked her throat with her familiar breath.
“Ola!”
Obviously, the middle -aged man of his Ora has been recognized as fierce, and the black mist is filled, and the black silver armor has covered his body.
call out!
The energy wave emerging from Baker’s fingertips directly penetrated the chest of middle -aged people, and the well -made armor broke the ground.
“Is this your confidence?”
Becket smiled without the power, and his strength gradually aggravated, admiring the faces that Ola was struggling in his own hands.
“It’s really sad.”
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The coldness of Baker’s eyes is getting stronger: “Confine the hope of saving yourself on a group of waste.”
“Enough, young people.”
A peaceful energy emerged from the tribe. As soon as the words fell, Barkt only felt that his hand seemed to be filmed by a energy, and he loosened the five fingers subconsciously.
“Leaving here, I can do nothing.”
The voice of the general, the old man’s body, the old man’s body, and the old man who appeared at the gate of the tribe with a cane was extremely vigilant.
He felt a great threat.
“king?!”
“How did you come out?!”
The four middle -aged people who had no time to anger suddenly changed color and hurriedly guarded the old man.
“Wang? Marlerkis really grows like this?”
The subconsciousness of Baker’s subconsciousness is more similar to that of the Malekis who had previously appeared in the Asgard resident. There is nothing similar to the two.
“Don’t look at me, I don’t know who he is.” Hyera, the same doubt, said coldly.
“I am an Asgard, not the Wat Aliham.”
“You, it should be the little girl that Odin brought around that year. Time is really fast … Keke …”
The old man’s eyes looked at Haila, and then he looked back like an old injury, covering his dry chest and kept coughing.
“Who are you?”
“He is the real king of our Dark Elf clan, and the guy of Malekis, but a villain who seizes power after recovery!”
Ola, who was finally relieved, stood up, and the purple eyes were full of anger to Marcis.The words revealed from the mouth made Barkt surprised: “Interesting.”
“Is the drama of the king’s change?”
“Young people, Ola will bring you here, I think it must be because you show the strength that she seems enough to defeat Malekis … Keke … but believe me, you still leave hereBar.”
“Watter Alheim’s Marrykis will really recover immediately. The entire nine realms will be caught in darkness and become his paradise. No one can stop him, including Astarta, including Olympic, including OlympicMan.”
The old man coughed, and a touch of unhealthy flushing appeared on the face of Fengshuang’s face. The blood that was not controlled by controlling spitting made a group of people busy.
“No, king, this man can easily defeat Wirruz, who is transformed into the god of death and fighting, I saw it with my own eyes!”
“Wang, he must be able to defeat Marlekis.” Ola returned to Baker, kneeling on one knee, kneeling in front of the old man, and respectfully said his conclusion of 151.
“The god of death and fighting?” After listening to Ora’s description, the old man shook his head with a smile,
“The real name of the Tyrannosaurus is the Dark Battle Dead Dragon Beast, not the legendary gods, but the combat weapon cultivated by the dark elves in ancient times.”
“It’s just a kind of biological weapon that can mass -produce.”
As the king of the Dark Elves after the age of Malekis, he has always eager to take the people to develop peacefully and cultivate twelve high -end combat power to maintain the old man who maintains the Dark Elf clan in the Watterheim royal family.I had one when I was a kid.
Unfortunately, because it was not well trained, he starved not long after breaking the shell.
“Young people, you don’t belong to this world, there is no need to lose his life here for no reason, so leave here.”
The old man of Ora was caught in a crutch and looked at Baker, who had been watching coldly.
“What is your name?” Barkt squinted his eyes and suddenly became interested.
“Zion.” The old man coughed and reported his name.
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(This chapter is finished)