Universe’s Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 394 - 393: The Exhilarating Taste
Chapter 394: Chapter 393: The Exhilarating Taste
Conference Room.
The various factions furrowed their brows, evidently pondering what to do next.
After all, facing a being of the Martial Saint’s caliber, they genuinely had no means of handling it.
Le Xuan tugged at Wang Hao’s sleeve and asked, “What do we do now!?”
Wang Hao raised an eyebrow, “I really must be the most important man in your heart. The first person you think of when in danger is me.”
Le Xuan rolled her eyes, “Don’t flatter yourself, I just think good people don’t live long, while misfortunes last a thousand years. If anyone here is going to survive, it definitely has to be you.”
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“Giggle…”
Xue Qianqin covered her lips and laughed. There was nothing wrong with that statement.
“Le Xuan, my darling, you’ve really broken my heart.” Wang Hao sighed, attempting to embrace Xue Qianqin for comfort, but she hastily dodged, leaving Wang Hao quite disappointed.
Xue Qianqin smiled and couldn’t help asking, “Wang Hao, I’m really curious, after you’ve tricked so many people, does your conscience ever hurt!?”
“Of course, it hurts. Each time after I trick someone, the remorse, the self-reproach, the resolution to be a good person—I’m not afraid of your ridicule, even I myself get scared,” Wang Hao sighed, then proudly chuckled, “But before tricking someone, that arrogance, that confidence, that swagger, that thrill… I don’t even know who I am, so between self-reproach and thrill, I choose the thrill.”
Xue Qianqin and Le Xuan both rolled their eyes, all this nonsense just meant no guilt in deceiving others, the conscience gone to the dogs.
Qian Wanyang came up to Wang Hao and whispered, “Boss, Niu Qi just sent a message, urging us to leave quickly. The Martial Saint of the Alien Race has personally taken action, and he’ll probably arrive here soon.”
“So soon!?” Wang Hao was startled, then signaled Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, Chen Yao, and others to follow.
Xue Qianqin watched Wang Hao’s retreating figure and asked, “What should we do now?”
Le Xuan thought for a moment, “We’ll follow Wang Hao. This guy is full of cunning plans; even if we can’t repel the Alien Race, we’ll definitely be able to protect ourselves.”
Xue Qianqin nodded, turned to Xia Weiwei’s side, then grabbed Xia Weiwei’s hand and sprinted towards a large building. It was the temporary headquarters of the Potion Guild, where Mai Mengmeng was mixing potions.
Since they were evacuating, they had to take this little girl with them.
Guo Yuxuan frowned, activated his smart bracelet to send a message, then also quickly left, but not following Wang Hao.
Before long, Wang Hao’s ten Courage Battleships, and the recently acquired War Axe Battleship, all soared into the dark universe.
At the same time, following behind the Young Marshal Army, there were also battleships from Skyfire Company, Adventurers Guild, and the Potion Guild.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
But just as Wang Hao had left, a series of booming sounds emerged.
The Human Race’s factions were shocked, looking up only to see a dense cluster of missiles hurtling down, along with many Aliens.
“It’s not good, the Alien Race is attacking.”
Everyone yelled in panic, then quickly rushed to their respective spaceships, and counterattack cries also ensued.
In no time, the sky filled with spaceships, the ground thronged with battle fire, and the Alien Race, like they had gone mad, broke into the Human Race’s main base in a frenzied slaughter.
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Young Marshal Army.
On the Courage Battleship.
Qian Wanyang came to report, “Boss, it’s bad news. The Alien Race Martial Saint has led a massive army into Ming Shan Star, and the forces of the Human Race are scattering in panic.”
Wang Hao frowned and asked, “What’s the deal with this Alien Race Martial Saint? Weren’t they supposed to have a maximum cultivation of only Martial King Level 9?”
Ling Xiao explained, “The spatial barrier of the Alien Star System can only withstand attacks up to Martial King Level 9. Therefore, many of the Alien Race with cultivations that reached Martial King Level 9 left the Alien Star System in spaceships seeking further breakthroughs. Although very few return, over the centuries, there have been several aliens who managed to make a name for themselves.”
Wang Hao nodded, then asked, “Did Niu Qi send any news about these two Alien Race Martial Saints?”
Chen Yao hurriedly said, “Boss, one of the Martial Saints is from the Centaur Clan. Their upper body is almost similar to humans, but they have only one eye, and the lower body is that of a horse with four legs, while the other Martial Saint is from the Sky Dragon Clan. They look like lizards, but insist they are descendants of the Dragon Clan.”
“Centaur Clan, Sky Dragon Clan.” Ling Xiao frowned. “If I remember correctly, the talent skill of the Centaur Clan is Divine Eye, which can emit a Death Light with terrifying destructive power; the Sky Dragon Clan’s talent skill is Gu Poison, a horrific poison. Once poisoned, you become a walking corpse controlled by the poisoner.”
“Damn, that’s awesome!?” Wang Hao exclaimed.
Both Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao also began sweating. The Centaur Clan they weren’t too afraid of, after all, if you are dead, then you’re dead.
But the Sky Dragon Clan was terrifying. Being poisoned meant becoming a walking corpse and being controlled by others—it was a fate worse than death, and just thinking about it sent chills from the soles of their feet to their hearts.
Ling Xiao smiled reassuringly, “You don’t have to be afraid of the Sky Dragon Clan. If they were really that powerful, they would have taken over the universe long ago, and the Human Race wouldn’t have driven them to the Alien Star System.”
“Is there some kind of limitation to this poisoning?” Qian Wanyang asked curiously.
Ling Xiao nodded, “They can only use it on those with a lower cultivation than themselves. If used on someone with a higher cultivation, it has no effect at all.”
Wang Hao couldn’t help asking, “So you’re saying, this Martial Saint of the Sky Dragon People, can he control a Martial King?”
“Of course he can, as there are two major levels difference…” Ling Xiao’s expression suddenly stiffened. If he remembered correctly, the President’s fifty thousand guards were all in the hands of the aliens, and they were all of Martial King level.
Wang Hao quickly declared, “Let me make it clear; I’m the national hero who killed 20 million of the Alien Race. This matter has nothing to do with me. It’s all Liao Yunchuan’s fault.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than he received several disapproving stares from those present. So he’s claiming to be a national hero now, but what was he thinking when he betrayed Liao Yunchuan back then! Really shameless.
“Cough cough…” Ling Xiao coughed, “Junior Brother, we can discuss this matter later. Let’s talk about what we should do now. We can’t just do nothing and drift through space, right?”
Wang Hao scratched his chin and whispered, “You guys think, now that the Alien Race Martial Saint is leading troops to attack the Human Race headquarters, doesn’t that mean their own headquarters is vulnerable…”
Before he finished speaking, the look on everyone’s faces was one of astonishment. They had just raided the Alien Race headquarters and now they were thinking of going back; that was really too wicked!
However, they admitted… they quite liked the idea!!
Quickly, the Young Marshal Army changed direction, boldly heading towards the Alien Race headquarters, Los Star.
Following behind Wang Hao, Xia Weiwei and the other women frowned, very curious about what Wang Hao was planning.
“Report!” A soldier reported, “Young Miss, we just received a message from the Young Marshal. They are heading to the Alien Race headquarters, Los Star.”
“Holy shit!”
Xia Weiwei was stunned, following this bastard really did have its perks…
