twenty-one, alliance(2/2)
Velasquez did not have such concerns. The Immortal Cult had a poor reputation. Yan Lingse was worried about leaving and leaving the safety of the Qianlong Army to him. However, the reputation of the Qianlong Army was among the best in the world.
Lasquez was relieved to give Yan Lingse's protection to the team of the Immortal Cult.
This fourth-level bone demon brought a few of his men. After joining Hu Huan and the others, he roared and shouted miserably: "I'll take you on the road!"
When Hu Huan heard these words, he felt that they really didn't sound like words from the human world, but from the underworld.
A pile of bones tells you to take you on the road. What does this mean?
Velasquez's whole body expanded and turned into a bone ball with a diameter of more than ten meters, and he stretched out more than ten calcaneal chains, entangled his men and Hu Huan's people, and collected them into the bone ball.
Hu Huan did not resist, nor did he expect that the bone demon had such modern applications.
Velasquez, who turned into a bone ball, shouted loudly and rolled on the wasteland.
Hu Huan and the others were entangled in bone chains, safe and sound. Except for a slight irritation in their buttocks, it was no different from riding in an ordinary car.
Along the way, whenever he encountered any towering trees, Velazquez would crush them. No matter how strong the trees were, they could not withstand the arrogance of a fourth-level professional.
A huge bone ball, rolling forward on the wasteland of the shadow of all things, its momentum is really unparalleled, and its temperament is really like the underworld.
Along the way, they also encountered several strange monsters. These monsters were crushed by bone balls, their flesh and blood were swallowed, and their bones became part of Velasquez.
This also shows how arrogant this fourth-level big bone demon, the Dharma King of the Immortal God Cult, is.
The professionals of the Hidden Dragon Army secretly admired the power of this fourth-level professional.
Hu Huan was an exception. He actually remembered that the three fourth-level Dharma Kings of the Immortal God Sect were beaten to the point of collapse by a "measly" third-level master from Mostima.
Hu Huan secretly thought: "Although the fourth-level bone demon has some merits, the battle mode is too monotonous. It is no wonder that Mostima can succeed in a battle."
As an ancient person, he can naturally see that although the cultivation system of the Immortal God Sect breaks through the barriers of the third level and breaks through the fourth level, this model has some flaws.
In fact, this practice model was also one of the new methods sponsored by Hu Huan back then. However, it was eliminated as a defective product because the price/performance ratio was too low and could not meet the needs of the veterans of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers.
This new method that was eliminated was collected by Mostima, and was later used by several founders of the Immortal God Religion to create the Immortal God Religion's practice system based on it, but it never departed from its origins.
Hu Huan still feels that this new method that has been eliminated, although it has been improved, still has many problems.
The bone ball's moving speed is actually not too fast. It does not exceed 90 kilometers per hour, which is a proper C-level speed. But fortunately, it can walk in a straight line and there is no need to worry about any roadblocks.
A few hours later, when the bone ball stopped, I heard Jie Jie's weird laugh and said, "Collett! Are you still sad?"
Collette raised his head, glanced at the huge bone ball, and said calmly: "Velasquez! What are you doing here? I have no interest in forming an alliance with a waste like you."
Velazquez dispersed the bones and turned them into humanoid bones again. Hu Huan kept his feet on the ground, poked Linghu Yin beside him, and said: "Give me a steamed bun."
Linghuyin handed over a cold steamed bun expressionlessly. Hu Huan held the cold steamed bun, walked to Coulette, handed it over, and said, "Come and have a bite."
Hu Huan's actions shocked Velazquez. He knew that Coulette's temper was really violent. Especially this time, their team was almost wiped out, leaving only Coulette.
, this silver giant is like a volcano that can erupt at any time, and no one dares to provoke him easily.
Even Velasquez himself would not dare to be presumptuous in front of Collet.
Even if Colette called him a loser, Velasquez was not willing to care.
When Hu Huan came up, he gave him a cold steamed bun. This move made Velazquez think that this kid would be slapped to death by Coulette next time.
When Coulette saw the cold steamed buns in Hu Huan's hand, the muscles on his face twitched and he whispered: "You are looking for death!"
Hu Huan smiled slightly and said: "Professionals also need to replenish food. You haven't eaten for a long time. Can your current combat power be maintained at the peak of the fourth level?"
"Basic strength is not everything."
Collet was strangely silent. The warrior family and the giant family have many common abilities, such as base strength.
After Coulette broke out of the siege of the alien monsters, he never left again. He always stayed at the position closest to the spiritual spring. With his strength, there was nothing ordinary wandering alien monsters could do.
But after he lost all his men and supplies, he really didn't eat anything. This detail has long been included in the intelligence of various teams.
But no one paid much attention to this detail.
As a thug from the warrior clan, Hu Huan certainly knew that his strength was not a perpetual motion machine, and he also knew that Colette must be relying on his extraordinary physique to hold on.
After a long time, Collet suddenly grinned and said: "Yes, I want to avenge them, and I must maintain peak combat power."
"Boy, go and catch two strange monsters for me. I'll roast them until they're medium-cooked."
Hu Huan agreed and shouted happily: "There is no problem with this matter."
He turned back to Velasquez and said: "Mr. Velasquez, I am a first-level thug. Although there are many strange monsters not far away, I will never come back if I go there."
"For the sake of our alliance, will you make a little move?"
Velazquez looked surprised, but still roared, and dug eight slender bone claws into his body, like a big spider, and rushed towards the direction of the spiritual spring.
Hu Huan didn't need to be too polite to the others. He shouted: "If you have a sharp eye, go and collect firewood."
"You don't have to ask for it, Linghuyin. Give me the cold steamed buns you brought first, and I'll give them to Mr. Collet to cook our Chinese-style delicacies."
"Mr. Kou..."
"My surname is not Kou."
"You must have never eaten grilled steamed buns. You probably don't know how delicious this thing is."
Collet had never eaten steamed buns or anything similar. He had only eaten bread. Faced with Hu Huan's boast, he became curious and a little more expectant.
Seeing Hu Huan skillfully threading a few steamed buns into a bunch, he handed them to Linghuyin and said, "It's better for you to control the heat. I'll take care of more important things."
Linghuyin glanced at him and asked, "What you call the more important thing is to add cumin?"
Chapter completed!