Swallowed Star: Blood-robed True God

Chapter 25 Five Thousand Years

"Humans, let's die together!"

Under Lian Luo's continuous attacks, Qianzu Tiwu's divine body soon lost more than 50%. When only 30% of his divine body was left and he was about to fall into a deep sleep if attacked again, he finally roared in anger and completely exploded the remaining immortal divine body.

The divine body that had been accumulated over countless years contained extremely terrifying energy, and at this moment it completely burned and exploded.

"Rumble~~~~"

With him as the center, tens of thousands of kilometers of nine-colored heavy water were completely evaporated. The terrifying explosion force instantly tore the universe apart, and countless space fragments were disrupted.

Lian Luo had been on guard for a long time. As soon as he found the Thousand-legged Centipede self-destructing, he immediately used the "Starry Sky" skill to retreat rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he had retreated tens of thousands of kilometers away.

However, the immortal at the initial stage of becoming a marquis completely self-destructed his divine body, and almost instantly the force of the explosion was close to that of an attack by a powerful person at the initial stage of becoming a king.

Lian Luo was not hit head-on, but the aftermath of the explosion caused his body to tremble constantly, and it took a while for him to calm down!

Of course, this explosion did not hurt his divine body. With his current strength and the attack power of the peak king, it could barely harm his divine body!

After the explosion subsided, Lian Luo collected the spoils and then looked towards the battlefield on the other side.

After Lian Luo arrived at the battlefield, the immortals of the Golden Horned Clan, who had been fighting against the Thousand-legged Centipede, also joined the battle between their own people and the two followers of the Thousand-legged Centipede.

Three against two, one of them is an immortal from the Golden Horn tribe, and is also an immortal military lord at the peak level. The battle is almost one-sided.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

With two consecutive low roars, the two immortal gods of the demon clan fell!

"Greetings to the lord of the human race! Thank you for saving our lives!" The three immortals of the Golden Horn tribe collected the spoils of the two fallen immortals and presented them respectfully to Lian Luo.

Lian Luo looked up and saw that the total amount of these spoils was estimated to be only a few hundred thousand Hunyuan units. He immediately lost interest and said gently: "You killed these two immortals. The spoils they left behind, divide them among the three of you!"

"Thank you, sir!" The three immortals of the Golden Horn tribe expressed their gratitude after hearing Lian Luo's words.

……

“The wealth of the marquises from the four top clans is indeed much greater than that of the marquises from ordinary clans!” Inside the fast-flying spaceship, Lian Luo was counting the spoils of war.

When Jiuli's clone killed a primary immortal, the spoils he obtained were only about 600 million Hunyuan units. But when he killed the Thousand-legged Centipede, the total value of the spoils exceeded 2000 million Hunyuan units, which was more than three times what Jiuli's clone gained.

The military merit gained from killing is the same, 100 billion!
"The wealth in this universe is still concentrated in those strong people and those immortals with backgrounds!" Lian Luo did not find it strange.

Led by the super powerful people in the tribe, the immortals from the top tribe find it easier to obtain resources and wealth than the immortals from ordinary tribes.

For example, the three immortals of the Golden Horn tribe just now. When Herodotus, the greatest elder of their tribe, was still alive, he was in charge of the tribe. Under his leadership, the Golden Horn tribe was able to gain a foothold in the universe and have a territory of its own.

But when Herodo fell, the Golden Horn tribe could no longer keep their territory. They could only become vassals of the human tribe and fight for the human tribe. Only in this way could they get enough living space.

But no matter what, as a vassal group, their living space and the resources they can obtain are definitely not as good as those in the Herodotian era, and the wealth of individual members of the group has also been greatly reduced.

……

After installing the centipede detector on his spaceship, Lian Luo continued to search for enemies in the galaxy. Most of the time, he actually entered the origin of consciousness and comprehended the laws of space.

After all, although there are a large number of alien immortals fighting in the Zihua Galaxy, the Zihua Galaxy itself is too vast, the environment is extremely complex, and under the influence of the nine-colored heavy water, the detection range of the detector is also greatly limited!
It is not easy to discover the titles of nobility of other races.

More than five thousand years have passed, and he has killed only 21 foreign marquises, 15 of whom died at the hands of Jiuli's clones and 6 at the hands of Lianluo himself.

The main reason for such a big difference in numbers is that Jiuli's clone's detector is better and can more easily detect aliens!

"We need to get a better detector!" Lian Luo and Jiuli's clone counted the wealth on both sides.

The total value of the spoils on him is about 0.8 million Hunyuan units, while the value of the spoils on Jiuli's clone is about 2 million Hunyuan units.

All his military merits were exchanged for points of the Virtual Universe Company, totaling 60.7. Jiuli's clone exchanged his military merits for wealth, totaling 150 million Hunyuan units.

The total wealth he possessed was comparable to that of the poorer kings.

And wealth must naturally be converted into combat power in a timely manner!
Lian Luo made a decision without much hesitation: "The Jiuli clones continue to fight here, and I will go back to the base!"

……

In the dim nine-colored heavy water, the black streamlined spaceship floated quietly.

"Whoosh!"

In the distance, a blood-red triangular spaceship came flying rapidly and stopped next to the black spaceship. The hatch opened and Jiuli's clone flew out of it.

He was wearing a suit of black armor with countless bloodstains on its surface, and he carried a blood-red sword on his back. The aura of evil and murder was overwhelming, and he looked like a demon that had walked out of the endless purgatory.

Lian Luo looked at the blood-red triangular spaceship. It was also an F-class spaceship, which was obtained from a foreign marquis after Jiuli's clone killed him.

"brush!"

A world ring was thrown over by Jiuli's clone, and Lian Luo reached out to catch it.

The two men nodded, and then Jiuli's clone turned around and continued to fight in the Zihua Galaxy, while Lian Luo flew out of the galaxy and flew towards the war base.

Inside the spaceship, Lian Luo called over the company's internal staff and asked them to set a price for the spoils!
In the end, the price that Metaverse gave him was slightly lower than he estimated.

Thunder Island, inside Lian Luo’s temple.

The white-robed staff member said respectfully, "Master Bloody Marquis, after the calculation of the virtual universe, the total value of your spoils is 2.6 million points! Do you want to sell these spoils?"

While speaking, the white-robed staff member was silently thinking: "It has only been a few thousand years and he has harvested so many spoils. Lord Blood-Robed Marquis's strength must have reached the point where he can be crowned king! Maybe soon, when we meet again, I will have to call him Blood-Robed King!"

Lian Luo didn't have time to dwell on this matter. He smiled and said, "That's the price! Send someone to Base 076 to get the spoils!"

"Yes, Lord Blood-Robed Marquis!" the white-robed staff member replied respectfully.

The moment Lian Luo agreed to the transaction, 2.6 million points were credited to his account.

He also started big shopping!
(End of this chapter)