On the Xingqiong Railway, Fu Xuan chased her husband for thousands of miles!

Alan's argument makes sense.

Therefore, no one was dissatisfied.

Thanks to the previous operations of Fu Qian and others, a large part of the antimatter army in the support compartment had been eliminated. On the way to the elevator entrance on the top floor, everyone encountered almost no enemy attacks.

"Are we at the elevator already? I didn't see anyone along the way... uh... just ignore me."

March 7, who had just relaxed and was about to liven up the atmosphere, discovered that the elevator entrance had been occupied by a group of antimatter troops.

The basic combat units of the Antimatter Corps have little intelligence and act solely on the instinct of destruction.

But the higher-level antimatter legions possess intelligence no less than that of humans.

This is the case with the centaur-like creature that appears here at this moment.

"Tramplers."

Dan Heng, who was in charge of the think tank, recognized the identity of this antimatter legion monster at a glance.

This is the product of the Antimatter Corps using the [Forge of War] to fuse warriors and ancient beast fragments and recast them. It has both the wisdom of warriors and the strength and mobility of ancient beasts.

Not only that.

Its hissing love can summon a large number of low-level antimatter legion soldiers.

"It's troublesome. Although it seems that there is only one of this guy now, I don't know how many virtual soldiers he can summon in the end."

Dan Heng looked a little solemn.

But Fu Qian's face still looked very relaxed.

He walked towards the trampler with a swagger.

"careful!"

Alan was about to speak out to stop them when he was stopped by San Yue Qi who was standing beside him.

San Yue Qi sighed and said to Alan:

"You know what? Most people don't have any brains when they want to show off, but... this guy is an exception. Now we just have to watch him show off."

Alan's eyes were filled with confusion and doubt:

"what?"

But the next second, he understood the meaning of March 7's words.

Fu Qian shouted:

"Tian Feng Gou!"

The golden imaginary energy and the green wind-attribute energy intertwined together and smashed towards the trampler like a meteor.

The two energies instantly broke the trampler's weakness.

It even broke the trampler's legs directly.

The trampler lost his balance and immediately fell to his knees.

It didn't even know what was happening and could only kneel down and scream in pain.

Then, it saw a guy with an evil smile on his face, who suddenly pounced and lay in front of it.

His expression was distorted and his tone was exaggerated, as if he was a pervert.

"I just like to see your painful and helpless expression~ Scream! Scream! No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out~ Do you know why?"

As he spoke, he let out a series of hickey laughs.

"Because I have killed all your men. Are you happy or surprised?"

Today's update will be a little later.

The graduation thesis was rejected.

It is being changed.

Today's update will be a little late.

But I will definitely not give up.

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Chapter 7 You carry the load, I lead the horse

Regarding Fu Qian’s performance.

Sanyueqi and Danheng both showed expressions of being unable to bear to watch.

Only Xing's eyes revealed a hint of longing.

Amazing!

Is this the legendary Sheniu?

I am indeed still far behind!

Alan, who was kind-hearted by nature, was stunned by Lei's expression and stammered to Sanyue:

"He...how long has this condition lasted?"

March 7 replied weakly:

"It seems to have always been like this since I've known him."

Alan showed sympathy:

"The medical facilities in our Black Tower are quite good. If you have time, perhaps you can take him there to have a look..."

March 7th cherish the promise:

"Most definitely."

With Fu Qian's strength, the conversation between Sanyue and others could naturally not be hidden from his ears.

But he doesn't care about it.

A true warrior should face the questioning eyes of others.

He looked at the trampler half-kneeling on the ground in front of him and laughed:

"You said to put a collar around your neck and take you to the Black Tower Space Station..."

When Fu Qian thought of the researchers on the Black Tower Space Station, seeing the antimatter army that had just been wreaking havoc in the space station being put on collars by him and becoming his pets, his heart couldn't help but become extremely excited.

The way they look at themselves will surely become very interesting.

Or he could just ride on the Trampler directly, let March Seven hold the rope, and Dan Heng and Xing follow behind.

Let’s take a stroll around the Black Tower Space Station together.

When walking, you have to hold the trumpet and sing as you walk:

"You carry the load, I lead the horse, we greet the sunrise, and see off the sunset."

This scene is really——

Thai pants are hot!

It’s exciting just to think about it.

"Roar……"

After hearing Fu Qian's words, the trampler who was half-kneeling on the ground became even more violent and struggled to stand up with his remaining two legs.

Its face, made of armor, showed no discernible expression.

But judging from its intense movements.

Obviously anxious.

It is said that a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated.

It is a small leader in the antimatter army under the destructive star god Nanook. It is a disaster that brings destruction to civilization. How can it be allowed to be treated like a beast by others?

"Yes, yes, that's right. The louder you scream and the harder you struggle, the more excited I will be!"

Fu Qian laughed like an elder of the Soul Palace, stretched out his hand and grabbed the trampler's throat. A strong energy reaction appeared in his palm, and it continued to condense and spread.

It's like a golden rope, constantly entwining around the tramplers.

From the neck, to the torso, to the hands, to the centaur's abdomen, and to the four slender but powerful horse legs.

In a moment, the trampler was tied up by Fu Qian like a dumpling.

Not only that.

This golden rope can do more than just bind.

The imaginary energy contained in it is enough to completely annihilate the trampler.

"My rope skills are pretty good!"

Looking at his masterpiece, Fu Qian clapped his hands in satisfaction.

The trampler of the moment.

The hands used to draw the bow were tied tightly behind the body, and the golden ropes were repeatedly crossed in front of the chest. He was half-kneeling on the ground, forced to spread his four legs, and kept emitting weak moans from his mouth.

feel.

A bit astringent.

Fu Qian looked at the trampler in front of him, thoughtfully.

The golden rope made of imaginary energy can not only control the actions of the trampler, but also allow it to be manipulated by Fu Qian like a puppet.

Moreover, it has the ability to instantly turn anyone who tramples on it into ashes at any time.

Under the deterrence of this force.

Even as a believer in the Star God of Destruction, the Trampler's body couldn't help but tremble.

The purpose of the Antimatter Legion's birth is to bring destruction to the universe.

But that doesn't mean they can face death naturally.

"stand up!"

Fu Qian showed no sympathy for the disabled Trampler and dragged its body towards the elevator.

Alan couldn't sit still any longer, so he rushed forward and stopped Fu Qian.

"Wait! Such dangerous things cannot be brought into the space station!"

As the head of the defense department, Alan must be responsible for the safety of the researchers on the space station.

He absolutely could not allow Fu Qian to do such a dangerous thing.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Fu Qian pulled the chain around the trampler's neck and said nonchalantly.

"no!"

Alan's attitude was firm.

"But it no longer has the ability to resist!"

Fu Qian pulled the rope.

The trampler struggled painfully for a few times, but still couldn't break free from the ropes.

Alan shook his head:

"Or not."

"Um……"

Fu Qian thought about it and pulled the rope hard.

With a loud bang, the trampler's hands, which were originally tied behind his back, exploded instantly.

"Roar--"