foreigner's journey

Chapter 1599 You Can’t Win



Chapter 1599 You Can’t Win

Chapter 1599 You Can’t Win

The outer universe has now become an ocean of light.

The endless photon force evolved into a golden sea of ​​light in material form, washing over everything.

Anything that is touched will be instantly broken down into its most basic particles by the photon force.

In the center of the sea of ​​light, the End Demon stood, holding half of his pale arm in his hand.

On the opposite side, in a space that had not been eroded by photon force, the nameless baby was hunched over with his body bent. He had lost half of his left arm, and there was no blood flowing from the wound. It was strangely as if he had never grown a left arm.

Rick Sanchez hovered behind the nameless baby with his hands in the pockets of his white coat, his eyebrows raised.

He had clearly wrapped the nano-robotized time-bundle around the nameless baby in order to maximize the shield's self-regeneration ability.

But just now, the End Demon God just cut off the left arm of the nameless baby with an ordinary iron blade, and the broken end actually stopped healing! ?

With Rick's wisdom, he quickly figured out the secret: it was a causal weapon!

After being promoted to Wuxiu, Demon God ZERO gained the power to integrate the weapon of causality with his own armament, or it can be said that this is just one of his abilities.

[Reverse Wheel of the God of Destruction]!

If the victim is damaged by ZERO's attack in this state, the victim's injuries will be severed from the past and the future.

Just like now, ZERO tore off the left arm of the nameless baby, and the result was that the nameless baby had never had a left arm from the beginning, and would never have one in the future. The half arm in ZERO's hand was just a pool of rotten meat without an owner.

You've never had a left hand, why are you treating it?

Even if one were to go back a hundred years, one would not be able to find this non-existent left hand.

It's a really tricky ability...

"Not bad, it has a bit of a 'tough old enemy' feel to it, the kind of superhero fateful tone that Morty likes the most."

Rick tilted his head, and for the first time his voice had some warmth:

"It's a pity that the little fool can't see this."

As he spoke, he raised his chin, and the nameless baby, who had been arching his body and roaring like a beast, suddenly became quiet, like an Energizer rabbit with its batteries taken away. His whole body relaxed, his head lowered, and he stopped moving, falling into silence.

The End Demon bared his demonic teeth and spoke with Heather's voice:

"...Are you surrendering just like that? I have more surprises prepared for you. Are you not going to struggle any longer?"

Heather discovered that the more key intelligence she obtained from other outsiders, the more powerful she would become.

Rick Sanchez is also one of the 'Four Majors', and the effective intelligence he brings to me is simply immeasurable.

Heather wished Rick would come over here in person and show her all his special moves and ultimate concept body.

Now this clone Rick doesn't have his proud 'Doraemon' by his side, and can only rub some Abyss-level small garbage to fill the appearance. Maybe it is enough to deal with secondary tier enemies like the Doomsday Dragon, but Heather is not inferior to him at all.

Judging from the current situation, Rick seemed to be planning to give up resistance? He even gave up the right to control the Star Shell, which was equivalent to directly discarding the most advantageous card in his hand.

Rick just sneered at Heather's provocation:

"Stupid provocative play, the ratings that were just raised are going to drop back down, kid."

The End Demon God looked towards the other side of the distant Ocean of Light, "The War God Realm and the Stranger are still alive. If you join forces with them, you still have a chance to struggle. Maybe if you put in a little more effort, you can directly crush me to death in this world."

"Ahaha! These rubbish that can't even beat your weapon men, what impact do you expect them to have on the battle?

Heather, you are beginning to realize how powerful you have become.

Just based on your conceptual body, the little guys from the War God Realm and the aliens can only look up to you.

And you slaughter them like animals without even having to do it yourself."

Rick's deep voice was full of sarcasm and extremely harsh.

“Outlander’s games have entered the fast lane. Have you ever played a horizontal scrolling game on an 8-bit machine?

The one who masters the speed of the game is always the leader who walks in the front. Those who cannot keep up with the speed at which others become stronger will only be ruthlessly left behind, and then die silently in the world that is left behind.

The strong will always be strong, and the weak will be eliminated. This is the eternal theme of the game. "

"...You mean to say that you and Spiral-kun are the 'leader'?"

The End Demon sneered.

"You too. I am honored to inform you, 'Legion Heather', that you have already obtained a ticket to the final round of the game in advance, and that is [strength]." As he spoke, Rick exaggeratedly performed a court ceremony of touching his chest:

“But reaching the final round does not mean you have the greatest chance of winning the final victory. When you actually meet, you will understand what it means to be strong.

And then, you won’t get another chance to do it again.”

"I'll give you this message, too. The next time we meet, even if you're hiding behind a clone, I'll find your true self. Then, the final victory will be decided between weapons and gadgets."

The End Demon God just clenched his hand and crushed the half arm into the most primitive particles.

Unfortunately, this is the limit of Rick Sanchez, a clone without the support of his core life tool.

At this time, there were violent disturbances coming from the inner universe battlefield in the distance, the disturbances were so strong that they even affected the deep sea of ​​light in the outer universe.

Rick looked in the direction where the disturbance came from:

"It seems that your mistress has also decided the winner.

Mo Jielong and Kuguo have a common problem among outsiders, which is inexplicable overconfidence.

Because the stranger accepted the bounty, he had the organizer's golden medal of immunity from death on him, so he could escape as long as he was willing to spend a lot of money. However, the War God Realm was not so lucky.

Heh, Helix has no right to make sarcastic remarks. After all, we have lost another pillar of support here."

"Star Shell is just a fake pillar you temporarily summoned to act as a shield and cannon fodder, right?

I am increasingly suspicious of Spiral's motives for joining the group; it is simply a brainwashing cult.

Fortunately, I did not accept the little prince's invitation. "

Rick raised his eyebrows and looked at the End Devil, saying meaningfully:

"…You really should accept his invitation, silly child."

In the cockpit, Heather didn't say anything. He felt that Rick was hinting at something, but for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was going to say.

Or is it just bluffing?

After confirming that there was nothing more to be gained, the End Demon, under Heather's control, raised his hand, ready to directly wipe out Rick's clone.

But at this moment, Rick, with his hands in his pockets and no resistance, suddenly asked:

"I say, Heather... have you ever encountered that kind of world?

It once made you feel safe, willing to accept a poor creature like you who was dirty, smelly, without a home or a future, like a world that was intoxicated by dried bedding or afternoon coffee. "

He did not look at Heather, but looked into the distance of the ocean of light, his gaze seemed to penetrate the infinite world.

"Why do you want to leave that gentle world?"

"Go home, that's all." Heather's wish has never changed, and even the gentle land of Final Fantasy cannot stop him.

"Go home...haha...you are really interesting. But it's a pity..."

Rick laughed, and then his eyes became sharp:

“You can’t win.

This is not alarmist talk, nor is it a curse of impotent rage; it is the truth.

You can't win this game of outsiders."

(End of this chapter)


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