I am the savior, do you have any objection?

During this battle, Rick's ship, capable of hunting down Galactus alone, roamed the entire prison, indiscriminately unleashing its firepower.

"Maybe even without any clues, I should do this every now and then."

As the battle escalated, more and more weapons were aimed at them, and Rick's expression gradually brightened.

"You know what? The last time I was this happy was with Birdman and Shit Guaqi."

Haha! Back then, we were facing the same endless swarms of flies!

Seemingly a little drunk, Rick slurred his words as he continued his killing spree.

"If the birdman were willing to continue the adventures with me, I probably wouldn't have been so bored all these years."

It's unusual for him to talk about his early experiences.

Rick actually used to be in a band.

Just like how Deng Bao's phrase "a band for life" captivated Ai Yin for a lifetime.

Of course, when he completely lost track of his wife's killer, Rick went around to parties looking for fun, carrying some dangerous items with him.

It was around that time that he met the birdman.

The birdman saw Rick at the party and casually walked over to ask, "Want to join me in fighting the Galactic Federation?"

Rick actually didn't dislike the Galactic Federation at all, and even readily agreed to sell them weapons to attack their colonies.

Then he formed a band with Birdman and Shit Guggi, whom he didn't know at the time, and Rick was the lead guitarist.

Because of that one sentence, he helped the birdmen, whose homeland had been invaded by the Galactic Federation, to fight against the Galactic Federation.

In a battle known as "Blood Ridge" by the Galactic Federation, Rick's squad abandoned guerrilla warfare and switched to direct combat, directly annihilating the Galactic Federation's main force with just a few men.

A civilization with a territory of 6000 planets and an incredible prolific population must have had an unimaginable number of its main forces.

It's estimated that this wave of attacks has depleted the Galactic Federation government's military budget, leaving them unable to continue building expeditionary ships. Otherwise, even if it were just to prevent other colonies from rebelling because of this news, such a large government would not possibly submit to a few individuals.

Despite this, Rick's team also suffered casualties, but three of them survived.

It was after that battle that Rick became widely recognized and known throughout the universe as the most terrifying person in the universe.

Today, bringing his grandson to this prison feels like a way to recreate the glory of yesteryear.

However, Rick probably couldn't have predicted that the person who had instigated him to attack the Galactic Federation would now seem to be trying to take his name away.

"a ha ha ha!"

Even though it was space, it seemed as if all the soldiers involved in the battle could somehow hear that unrestrained, maniacal laughter.

The wreckage of hundreds of space warships was pieced together by a force as powerful as that of the heavens.

Like a planet-sized steel whirlwind raging across the battlefield, it destroyed the technological crystallization developed over countless years of civilization as if trampling on ants.

Magnetic field force is one of the four fundamental forces of the universe.

No matter how advanced the equipment is, it is still made of various metals. Without prior protection against magnetic fields, these metals are no different from scrap iron when faced with someone who manipulates magnetic fields.

Five hours, just five hours.

That creature, whose physical characteristics resembled those of an Earthling, actually defeated all the garrison forces belonging to the Galactic Federation in several star sectors.

The sector leaders and government could only hastily flee in their spaceships.

Tens of thousands of spaceships of all sizes were neatly lined up in the universe, which was a natural disaster for the natives of the colonized planets. All that could be seen through the telescope were those spaceships carrying weapons.

And when those ships started firing, it was even more despairing.

On an ordinary uninhabited planet, a massive explosion and shockwave would appear directly in outer space and be visible to the naked eye. If it hit a populated planet, you would probably see several large cities turn into smoke in an instant.

But this very fleet was not focused on destroying the enemy; instead, they were fleeing.

They dared not face the enemy who had provoked them. These ocean fleets arrayed in the sea of ​​stars were like mice with their tails between their legs, all hoping to reach the spaceport as soon as possible and escape.

Even the most elite soldiers of the Galactic Federation dared not face that being, not because they lacked the courage to sacrifice themselves for the organization, but because it was pointless to fill that meat grinder.

Chapter 429 Breaking 90 Horsepower

In the universe, on a fragment of a broken planet, gravity has not yet been able to reassemble these broken pieces into a ball.

Meanwhile, Kree, with a Cupid perched on his shoulder, stood with his hands behind his back, his ahoge (cowlick) on his head fluttering naturally in the windless universe.

He, however, kept his eyes closed.

0.5 light-years away.

The Fly People's fleet is collectively escaping through a time portal.

What is Nakri doing here? Is he going to just watch the enemies at Starport escape?

No, Kerry must have his own reasons for stopping.

And now the reason is...

I'm so full.

It was so full that Kerry had to stop and refine it here, otherwise his own soul would suffer problems.

After consuming the entire hell of this world, including the Hollows that refused to surrender and the criminals in Avici that the Shinigami world ultimately devoured.

Whether it's Hell, Death, or Hollow, all heavy spiritual particles are highly concentrated soul energy.

When Kree arrived in this world, Yakumo Yukari saw that Kree was level 51 and already had 75 horsepower, stuck at a bottleneck.

However, as is well known, even experts in the "Suction Suction" game will encounter bottlenecks, just like ordinary experts.

However, as long as you inhale enough, you can ignore this stuff.

In this single interstellar chase, Kree absorbed a total of... 370 million souls...

The Fly People are as numerous as the sea, even though their individual souls are slightly weaker than those of humans, there are simply too many of them.

He effortlessly accomplished what most villains could only dream of in their entire lives, but Kerry was met with gratitude.

The nations and races of several surrounding star systems prepared the best hospitality for the hero who helped them drive away the invaders.

Several organizations larger than the human population on Earth expressed their heartfelt gratitude to him.

They refrained from taking any rash action only because they saw Kerry standing still.

And this stop lasted for 7 hours, a full 7 hours in which Kerry stood in this place without any supplies.

Finally, with a slight tremor in his fingers.

Kerry opened his eyes.

"You've reached level 53."

Cupid used space communication methods to communicate with Kerry, with a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi - mixed feelings/reflections).

It's worth noting that the lowest-ranking mission in the group that no one dared to take, which was to end the Third World War in the Sea Tiger World, only required a level of 59.

That 59 is a calculation of the extent to which one must simultaneously confront Oga, White Second Man, Darkness, Blue Dream, and related organizations and civilizations.

But now, Kerry's personal level has already reached level 53.

Kree opened his eyes, and the immense pressure almost caused the planetary monitors who were concerned about the hero's condition to collapse to the ground.

This is not some kind of domineering aura or some other incomprehensible thing.

Rather, it is something that actually exists, spiritual pressure, or the most primal sense of existence.

Just as the Sea Tiger appeared out of nowhere, terrifying the enemy with nuclear weapons to their knees.

The second son, upon emerging from seclusion, could force the once lawless darkness to submit with a single glance.

Kree finally possessed this level of power, and even if he suppressed it, just a small amount of his immense soul mass was enough to make mortal souls tremble.

And the corresponding figure for this power is... a staggering 97 horses!

He finally transcended the level of a nobody and entered the realm of a true master. Moreover, the system of soul rotation is different from that of magnetic field rotation, although Kree uses magnetic field rotation and soul units to measure combat power.

However, the limit of the soul's rotation belongs to the Creator, Kree; wherever he goes, that is the limit of the system.

However, Kerry also sensed that as the density of his soul increased, if he didn't expand the volume of his soul, he would need some external assistance to continue compressing it.

But... 970,000 horses, is that enough for the Kree to deal with this world?

If the goal is to sweep everything away with sheer power, then a power several times greater than that of a planet-destroying force is insufficient; it simply won't suffice.

But if you add wisdom to it, Kerry thinks it's worth a try.

The coordinates of Jacket Rick, which the system had previously explored, were confirmed once again.

Kerry opened the gates to hell.

However, at that moment, a feeling made Kerry realize that someone was approaching.

Kerry turned his head away.

A phantom image of a spaceship appeared around him. He raised his hand, sensed it, and then lowered it.

Soon the spaceship materialized in the void, looking just like the Yamato in Tyranny.

The hatch opened, and several furry, sloth-like creatures dressed in spacesuits stepped off the spaceship.

As soon as those things appeared, they put their hands together in prayer towards Kerry.

Then, radio communication, the most commonly used in space, was transmitted from their spacesuits, using the official language of the Galactic Federation.

"Thank you, nameless warrior. We are the natives of planet number 3 in sector CX-42."

Our homeland was targeted because it was rich in crystals that could enable spaceships to jump. We could have fought back, but Rick sold some kind of weapon to the Galactic Federation that crippled our ships, forcing our resistance to leave our homeland and open a resort.

Now I wish to present this beacon to you on behalf of my planet. Whenever and wherever you take this mark in this universe, our warriors will appear and fight for you. Although it may mean nothing to a powerful being like you in this universe, please accept it.

This is also a symbol of our friendship.

As the furry creature spoke, it took out a badge with a strange pattern and handed it to Kerry.

Kerry accepted the medal nonchalantly and casually put it in his pocket.

"If you don't want to one day be packaged up and sent to Furui Control for enjoyment, then build a civilization without oppression."

Kerry didn't want to waste time with these people, so he waved and entered the Gates of Hell.

As the door closed, the aliens looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Boss, what do we do now?" The group looked at the alien leader.

"Let's go back to our planet and have a planet-wide mass party! Then we can start a revolution!" the alien leader suggested.

“But, boss, you were king before we were conquered!” the furry man who had asked the question inquired again.

"Then after the group sex party, you can start a revolution. And I'll organize a rebellion!"

Finally, after a full-on x, x party, you can hang me, or I can hang you! The one-eyed, hairy leader stroked his chin.

"Yay! Ohhhhh!" The group of furry creatures cheered excitedly.

……

At the same time, a few seconds later, Kree was teleported to a special place using the records of Hell's scriptures.

This is the central star sector of the Galactic Federation.

"Didn't they say that Jack Rick set up a trap in this world to purge other members of the chat group?"

"Am I not making a big enough scene? Why is there no reaction at all? If they don't take action soon, I'll have no choice but to de-urbanize this place."

Chapter 430 The Emperor of War, why is he here again?

Prosperity, an indescribable vastness.

It's not the Galactic Federation prison that Rick destroyed in the news.

It is not the real economic and political center.

The scale of this place was the most prosperous civilization Kerry had ever seen in his life.

At that level, it would be inadequate to describe it with human language.

On a planet many times larger than Earth, towering buildings that seem to reach into space are everywhere.

The serpentine superroad encircling the planet serves as a navigational beacon for aerial units, with hundreds of millions of spaceships lined up on the planet.