Chapter 913 - - 612 He fell in love with a planet_2

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Boom!

A wave of Divine Power shock wave spread from Duge’s fist.

The unprepared War God was blasted out tens of kilometers by Duge’s punch.

The War God snapped awake, but was unharmed; his armor had shielded him from most of the Divine Power, and his gaze turned sharp, “Good, no one has hit me like that for a long time, bring it on!”

Before he finished speaking,

his figure vanished in a flash, only for Duge to appear behind him, launching a second attack.

This time, the prepared War God dodged with a swift sidestep, while his spear, in turn, struck empty air, Duge’s response not much slower than his own.

Afterward, the two engaged in intense confrontation in the universe, exchanging blow for blow, each strike packing a punch.

On the display screen of the Saine Mothership, only afterimages remained, as even high-speed cameras could not capture which was their true form.

“No wonder he dares to proclaim himself Supreme God,” the captain of the Nebula Mercenary Corps swallowed hard, “his combat power is actually on par with War God, and moreover, without any protection, he can survive in space for such a long time.”

“If he can beat the War God, by following him, might we really strike it rich?” Captain Saine muttered.

“Personal martial power might give one an advantage on a single battlefield, but to survive in the universe, one needs a massive amount of resources and a huge power base,” the leader of the Winged Pirate Group shook his head, “For the Supreme God to claim a place in the universe, it would take at least a hundred years of cultivation to truly carve out a domain.”

“No wonder he wants to instigate a war between the Heavenly Gods Clan and the Thorne Divine Tribe,” Captain Saine said.

“Will he rise?” Richard Wood asked with a hint of hope, having been reduced to worthlessness after encountering these alien monstrosities, even the former President spoke with caution.

“It’s difficult,” the captain of the Nebula Mercenary Corps looked back at him, “To occupy a place in the universe, he needs a group of comrades with strength comparable to his own, and a powerful legion. To build a powerful legion, he needs a complete logistics network. By himself, it’s too hard.”

“His temperament is more suited to be an interstellar pirate,” the leader of the Winged Pirate Group said, “His strength will surely make him the king of pirates, and he will be eagerly courted by various top-level civilizations.”

Jannie glanced at them, not saying a word.

In the simulated field that she and Duge had experienced together, Duge indeed became the mightiest pirate king, but by that time, his power was enough to suppress all the pirates and navies in the simulation.

These people were underestimating Duge’s capabilities.

After a moment of silence, Jannie said, “Saine, broadcast the combat footage of Kou Nan and War God! Supreme God needs renown, only with fame can we attract more powerful allies.”

“I’d love to broadcast their battle, but it’s no longer possible,” Saine shook his head and pointed to the dense swarm of drones around the War God Ship, “The Heavenly Gods Clan’s drones have blocked all signals; they won’t let anyone know what’s happening here.”

“Right, if the Supreme God loses, none of us will survive,” the captain of the Nebula Mercenary Corps said.

“…” The faces of several Presidents turned pale in an instant, and one, Birmingham, said tremblingly, “Are high civilizations in the universe so unreasonable?”

“They are indeed unreasonable, otherwise how could they have risen? The rise of every high civilization is filled with bloodshed,” Kaska clenched his fists, “Otherwise, my planet would not have been destroyed. Moreover, Emperor Star has no resources; no one cares if a desolate planet gets destroyed.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cabin fell silent once again.

Richard Wood and the others turned their gazes back to the two fighting in space, praying in their hearts for Duge to win.

Edward, James, and other S-Class Mutants looked at each other and began to ponder over the prospect of venturing into the universe. The events of these days had greatly broadened their horizons, and their ambitions had grown as well.

Or rather, they had been forced to grow.

Duge was right, in this universe where the strong prey on the weak, only by becoming the strongest could one have true freedom.

No matter what Duge does, they must become his staunch supporters.

The Origin of Mankind could create one Thorne Divine Tribe, it could create a second one.

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On the War God Ship of the Heavenly Gods Clan, their warriors were also watching the battle between War God and that man, but their mood was relaxed and cheerful.

After all.

They held the initiative on the battlefield, and besides a few Main Gods, no one could defeat War God in direct combat.

Birmingham was a God Spirit born for battle.

They were just waiting for Birmingham to get his hands on the Origin of Mankind, to thoroughly erase the civilization on this wild planet and set sail for home, ready to start a war with the Thorne Divine Tribe.

But soon.

The observers on the War God Ship of the Heavenly Gods Clan were dumbfounded because the battle in front of them suddenly seemed not normal.

The man fighting against the War God had suddenly changed direction, moving the battlefield to the surface of Emperor Anchor, and began bombarding the satellite of the native planet like a madman.

And their War God, instead of taking the opportunity to counter-kill, was using his body to block the other’s attacks.

He didn’t miss a single strike.

It looked as if Birmingham was using his life to protect that satellite…

“War God, sir, what’s happening?” the vice commander on the War God Ship immediately connected with Birmingham’s communication, asking anxiously, “Is the opponent trying to destroy the Origin of Mankind?”

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