The Legend of Hypageton

"You, what are you talking about, Mr. Juggulas, I don't have that kind of..." Bilanqi had changed from a concubine to "I", and it was difficult for her to accept the change of the prince for a while.

"Really, it's really like a little princess who dreams all day long would be clever." Jugula sighed. He should have guessed that Bilanki would do anything to see him.

Except for the brain wave controller on the head, all other restraint devices could not control Bilanki.

"How could it be, I admire you, Lord Juggulas! Take me out of here!"

Bilanki's voice couldn't hide the anxious color, why did the prince come in front of him, but he didn't want to save him?

"Hey, do you two understand the situation? Don't get any closer to me!!!" Faralis roared, his voice had changed from slightly agitated to extremely agitated.

Now the distance between Biranki and Jugula was beyond the reach of the mercenaries.

"You despicable weapon dealer...Didn't I tell you not to get in the way!"

A demonic light began to appear in Bilanki's eyes, and he gasped heavily.

It's only that hateful weapon dealer, Master Juggulas will change his mind!

"Ha... ha... I won't let anyone interfere with the dream of a girl in love!"

"Hey, hey, I didn't say I couldn't save you, stop now!" This time it was Jugula's turn to be in a hurry, he was obviously close to the position where he was going to make a knife, how could he be more anxious than Lan Qi!

"Don't summon monsters in such a narrow place!!!"

In the trap house, Saji Tali's transformation into Gergio Raiden is enough for Jugula to be overwhelmed.

What's more, the trap house was originally used by the weapon dealer to train Saji Tali, and Bilanki was imprisoned here according to the normal height of a human being!

Even if Jugula has a barrier bestowed by the God of Destruction, which can protect him from injury, what about Biranki?

"Xiao Nuo No. [-], Xiao Nuo No. [-], save me!"

Chapter 461 Do You Want This Stick, Or...?

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This was what Jugula thought of immediately when he realized that Bilanki was in danger of losing control.

But before Jugula's hand slapped Haipa's aura, the tyrannical aura coming from the lower corridor directly scared Bilanki's brainwaves out of control.

"Master Juggulas..."

Bilanki's "weak" body, which could ignore the constraints, leaned directly against Juggler's body, and the chaotic brainwaves gradually subsided when they touched Juggler's body.

Biranki won't lose control anymore, Jugula and Fararis heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Jagula, how are you? If you don't hurry up, what is this thing called? It's almost unbearable!"

Terrorist Jeter's voice came from within the corridor, causing Jugula's hand to summon Xiao Nuo No. [-] to stop there.

Since Bilanki was frightened for the time being, there was no need for Jugula to waste a chance of purification here, it was better to save it for a time when it was more needed.

"I'm about to lose it? How can I lose it?"

Is it that Jeter, the Terrorist, can't hold it anymore, or is it that Saj Tali can't hold it?Or is Gergio Thunder unable to hold on anymore?

Wuhuanmoren glanced at the mercenaries who were slumped on the ground by the tyrannical aura, and turned his head with confidence.

Good guy!Juggler called it a good guy!

The Terrorman Jet stood astride the neck of Gergio Thunder, and forcefully knocked a bipedal dinosaur monster into a crawling posture on all fours.

Benedict!

The horror man, Jack, tapped his stick, and Gergio Raiden, who was in pain, stopped on the last step.

If it goes any higher, this big monster can no longer climb up.

"Roar……"

"What's the name, shut up!"

Another point of the scepter, Gergio Leiden lowered his head aggrievedly under the coercion of the Horror.

Juggler: ...

Biranki: ...Sure enough, the dark horse is not as handsome as the prince...

Weapons Merchant Faralis: ...Isn't this my monster...

"Hey, Saji Tali, what are you doing! Get rid of that Terror!"

The image of Faralis yelled loudly, and the body hidden on the uppermost floor of the Black Tower also pressed the electric shock device installed on Saji Tali at the same time.

Faralis doesn't care about awarding the strongest weapon to the strongest villain now. Whether it's Bilanki or the Terrorist Jeter, it's beyond his control.

Under the stimulation of the electric current, Gergio Thunderbolt swayed his body reflexively. Unfortunately, the only thing waiting for the giant beast was the scepter of the Terrorist Jeter.

Because Jakura left in a hurry just now, he didn't explain clearly about Gergeo Thunderbolt at all, so the demon-terrorist Jet simply regarded Gergeol Thunderbolt as an out-of-control monster weapon, and it was Jagula who was more powerful than him. If you're interested in one, you won't be able to hold back even if you try it.

"Little monster, be good, do you want the stick in Faralis's hand, or do you want the stick in my hand?"

Terrorist Jet put the scepter on Gergio Raiden's head, threateningly threatening.

Before controlling the short stick and the slender scepter, although Gergio Raiden's brain was stimulated by various inhumane experiments of the weapon dealer, so that his consciousness was a little confused, the survival consciousness in the source of life made Gergio Raiden A choice is made.

The short stick will only make him hurt for a while, and it will pass after he endures it; the slender scepter in the hands of the fearful Jeter will directly kill him.

After "pacifying" Gergio's lightning, Jeter the Terror raised his hand and threw out a cloud of purple-black lightning, blasting the mercenary at the other end of the corridor out of the hole above the dome.

Killing the mercenaries directly now will bring a lot of erosion burden to the terrorist Jeter, but if it is just blown up, the follow-up will depend on whether the lives of these mercenaries are hard enough.

Obviously he fell to his death, so what does it have to do with him, the terrorist Jeter?

Bilanchi, who was huddled in Jagula's arms, also understood the situation clearly. The nigger who rode up on the Gergio Thunderbolt was in the same group as his own prince. After suppressing his little princess temper, Bilanchi Lan Qi looked up at Jagula pitifully.

"Master Juggulas, save me, please?"

Jugula pushed Biranki away calmly, moving his Serpent Heart Sword.

"Little princess, I still have a debt to settle with the weapon dealer."

Biranki: Lord Juggulas must be venting his anger on me!After hearing that he was kidnapped by a weapon dealer and used as a commodity, he rushed to save himself without stopping!

The little princess's eyes no longer knew when they changed into the shape of a heart, which automatically completed Jugula's motives, completely ignoring the fact that they were still in the Prosthetic Eye City at this time.

"Just wait here for me, I'll go find the weapons dealer."

The Phantom Man Jugula and the Terrorist Jeter said the same words to Bilanki and Gergio Raiden at the same time.

"Master Juggulas~"

"Roar……"

"By the way, how did you get here?"

Juggler asked in a low voice after the Terrorist Jet directly ignited the wall leading straight to the top floor of the Black Tower.

Could it be that the Villain Gala is boring for Jeter?

"Think about it, what is the symbol of the Prosthetic Eye City?" The terrorist Jeter activated the two sensory organs on the top of his head, and circles of invisible ripples spread in the room.

Jugula thought about the "living" prosthetic eye on the black tower, and the marble prosthetic eye when he saw the phantom of Faralis for the first time in the trap room. Everywhere echoed the "City of Prosthetic Eyes" This name, so the phantom man replied directly:

"It's the eyes."

"That's right, then do you remember what the symbol of chaos is?"

Jugula's complexion changed. Although he has not encountered obvious chaos-eroded stars yet, at the group meeting, he saw several pictures of different degrees of chaos erosion directly displayed by the God of Destruction.

If you see a planet blinking at you, there is no need to say anything, just activate the anti-chaos celestial weapons.

"It shouldn't be that serious now, right?" Jugula asked tentatively. This is the capital planet of the Imbat Federation. If it is destroyed, the Star Alliance will die of joy.

The Terrorist Jeter found a wall with obviously different thicknesses, and while telling Jugula his guess, he tapped on the wall with his scepter.

"Some local villains mentioned during chatting that the black tower in Prosthetic Eye City was not built by the Star Alliance."

"I suspect that there were Chaos believers here before it was occupied by the Interstellar Alliance."

"Chaos believers, that is to say, is it not Chaos who is directly looking here?"

Jugula breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't to the most serious extent, there would be no problem in eradicating the source of the erosion.

With a bang, the Terrorist Jeter knocked down the wall, revealing the hidden compartment inside.

"Farales!"

Chapter 462 Take off his underpants for me

The unexpectedly thin wall collapsed in front of the Terrorman Jet, and the notorious space weapons dealer, Bull Ferraris, was sitting in front of the small control panel.

"You are suspected of photo fraud..." Jugula frowned and looked at the thin old man in the hidden compartment, and it was difficult to connect with the strong man in the bull and gold armor for a while.

Isn't it the promised ultimate life form?How did he become a skinny old man who was less than half the height of Jugula, with wrinkled green skin and a few thin white hairs on his head?

"The muscles are too much, are you afraid that people will laugh at you?" Jugula grabbed the arms dealer's front and said viciously: "Now I will laugh at you severely!"

"I also want you to destroy the design drawings of your products, and finally, hand over the fruit of life!"

In the trap room, Fararis caused Juggula trouble, and he trained Saji Tali into a big monster with no brains to attack. No matter what, Juggula would not let Fararis go.

Terrorist Jeter handed over the work of interrogating the weapons dealer to Juggler, and he began to search for some information that Faralis had no time to destroy, and transmitted it to the Bard Stars.

Among the vast amount of data and information, finding the part they need is the strength of the Bard Stars.

"Don't worry, just leave it to me." In order to save the data more efficiently, the Terrorist Jeter directly used the breath of Hypa to make a video call with the Bud star. The Bard star rubbed his face and cheered up.

"These people always like to be smart and hide certain materials that should be destroyed in a place where no one can find them, and then think that everything will be fine."

The Bud star commanded the Terrorist Jeter to search around in the room, "Unfortunately, they met me!"

"I made three mental models based on Ferrari's experience in different periods. One corresponds to the Ferrari who just debuted, the other corresponds to the Ferrari who put on the gold armor of the bull, and the other corresponds to the Ferrari in the later stage."

"There is a high probability that the mental model of the three periods will lead us to find three different places where confidential documents or collections are stored, so we need to speed up."

The Bard star fiddled with the 3D model of the upper floors of the Black Tower and selected one of the locations.

"The direction the door is facing, seven yuan forward, then three yuan to the left, smash it for me."

"Here? There is no difference between this place and other ground?" The horror man Jeter tapped the floor tile lightly with his scepter, but he didn't feel any difference from other places. His sensory organs were very sensitive to life response signals. Sensitive, but for those dead objects, unless Juggler can knock Fararis' mouth open, the Bard's analysis model is the fastest.

"Just knock, you'll be like digging three feet into the ground."

click!

The Terrorman Jet exploded the marble floor with a stick, revealing the thick alloy underneath.

"Go ahead, smash the alloy and the thing is in the middle."

The Bard star squinted. Judging from the 3D model of the room, this is the most commonly used location for the weapon dealer Faralis to use the golden armor phantom.

Snapped!

Faralis was not completely helpless, and the moment Jugula moved his face closer to question him, he fired with the electromagnetic gun hidden in his hand.

It wasn't Jugula who was aiming at, but the terrorist Jeter who held up the scepter and slammed down!

Jagula reacted very quickly. When Ferraris' weak arm was raised, he had already distanced himself and drew out the Snake Heart Sword.

Ding!

The bullet collided with the blade, making a crisp sound, but to Jugula's surprise, the bullet was not successfully intercepted by him, but was bounced away and then flew to the position of the Terrorist Jeter again!

"Haha, this is an electromagnetic vector gun, your sword can't bounce off..."

Faralis backed up holding the gun, and said with a big laugh, but when he passed Jugula and was about to admire the effect of his weapon, he suddenly choked on his own saliva and coughed heart-piercingly.

"Ahem, cough, why are you coughing...why can you use your hands..."

Terrorist Jet raised his head, grabbed the electromagnetic vector bomb that was still spinning continuously with one hand, and took out a chip from the shattered alloy block with the scepter with the other hand.

With a firm grip, the exclusive weapon that Ferraris had placed high hopes on exploded in the hands of the Terrorist Jeter, and the Terrorist calmly walked towards the next treasure location.

"Why can't you think about it and provoke that evil star?"

Jugula slipped Faralist, who was coughing violently, into mid-air, and slapped the arms dealer's back with the spine of the Snake Heart Sword.

"By the way, Juggler, take off his underwear, there is his account book."

Jugula's originally happy face suddenly changed. This is definitely the terrorist Jeter's revenge for not keeping an eye on the weapon dealer...

But there is no way, who will let the fearful people be justified?