Chapter 320 Reinforcements that are not Thunder Warriors

"It's a bit of a shame to reload and resurrect right after the fight."

Bai Ye said mockingly, and kicked the dead Janix's head hard on the ground. The head flew into the air, accompanied by an unbearable shattering sound, and blood mist filled the air.

The tattered spherical object slid through an arc in the air and hit its owner who now had a head. The newly cloned and resurrected Janix just swayed slightly and avoided the head of his last life. His smile became even crazier, as if he already had a chance to win.

He glanced at the head on the ground, with a confident smile on his lips, and said contemptuously: "Give up, I have countless bodies that can be resurrected at any time. Although you don't look tired now, sooner or later you will collapse. "

"My previous conditions are still valid. If you become our slave, I will give you a way to survive."

As he said this, the two gray-haired middle-aged men took out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the blood drops on their shoulders, as if they didn't care about the battle just now.

"Well"

Anger and humiliation intertwined in his heart. He found it intolerable that the other party dared to insult the dignity of the successor.

Not to mention taking a bite, even smelling it is enough to prolong your life. If there is such a thing as heirs, there is such a thing as old age and death.

As he was thinking in his mind, Deimos' face showed no expression at all, only indifference.

The middle-aged man standing in the distance immediately became a little angry. His brother had been coveting a universe within his hunting range, where the Spider-Man grew the most delicious and energetic.

No matter how much these heirs live in gloomy and gorgeous medieval castles, wear noble and elegant aristocratic clothes, and try their best to boast of their greatness in their speech and behavior, it cannot change the fact.

He held the knife and spoke: his tone was full of cynicism: "The so-called successors are just representatives of small leech totems, a group of inferior creatures that can only survive by hanging on other people's bodies and sucking blood. How dare you ask me to surrender."

Not only can he play for a whole day, he wants to play for a whole year, or even for decades or hundreds of years.

When Janix heard this, he became extremely angry.

Bai Ye sneered. Others may not know what these things are made of, but he knows it very well.

In Janix's mind, the person in front of him turned into a cunning villain, a being who didn't know the heights of the world. His pride was completely trampled on, which made the fire in his heart burn even brighter.

"It's called the Great Hunt, but you don't really have a choice, right?"

".You! That universe is mine, I've told you many times!"

"How dare you!"

Kill him first, and then go to his father to talk about his brother's negligence in failing to stop the intruder in the first place.

Such people should not be slaves, they should be food!

However, in the next second, Janix suddenly seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. He frowned slightly and put away his previous anger. After taking a deep breath, he said with a sneer: "Haha. I'm really out of character. I was angered by such a small role. Don't you think so, Deimos?"

I saw a strong man nearly three meters tall and somewhat similar to Janix standing there.

This figure is majestic and majestic, like an insurmountable mountain. His eyes were deep and steady, revealing an inviolable majesty. This person is exactly the name mentioned by Janix - Deimos.

His body shook, and he stomped his foot on the ground, shaking the whole room. The floor creaked dullly, the light flickered, and the instruments on the walls trembled.

Deimos' eyes were firm and calm, without the slightest emotion. He nodded slightly, seemingly acquiescing to Janix's words. At this moment, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became calm and strange.

Bai Ye had seen this person on a previous painting. He was also a member of the successor family. It seemed that he was the first family member to arrive here.

After hearing about his resurrection, the strong man standing at the door finally became more serious, and he turned to look at Bai Ye.

"It would be great if you were, then the 616 universe could finally fall into my hands."

"Finished? It's my turn to do my work."

There were slight beads of sweat on his forehead, not because he was nervous, but because he was always preparing for the coming battle. In his eyes, the person in front of him is a potential threat, and he must always maintain a high degree of vigilance.

His originally elegant and calm image collapsed in an instant and was covered in anger. The yellow pupils were flashing with violent light, and the expression on his face was twisted into an angry look.

Resurrection should not be taken carelessly. The existence of the Successor family completely depends on this. Even if he wanted the universe in his brother's hands, he had to admit this.

"Being your slave? You really think too highly of yourself."

Bai Ye smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes. He gently twisted the ring on his hand. The moment he twisted, a weak vibration spread throughout the ring.

Taking a deep breath, Janix did not delve into the conflict with Deimos. He turned his eyes coldly to Bai Ye, and a murderous aura filled his body:

"Don't worry about those things, finish this intruder now! If you still want to be resurrected in the future, help me kill him together!"

His tone suddenly changed from manic to calm, as if the rage just now was just an illusion. Janix's eyes turned to the door of the cloning room, and Bai Ye followed suit.

The middle-aged man's hoarse voice almost turned into a roar, and his slender figure seemed to swell, making the surrounding air tense and heavy.

Then, he did not step forward to help Janix. On the contrary, he sneered, sneered at Janix and said: "You really disappoint me, brother, for a food and a slave to spend so much of your time. Do you think you are a waste like Kahn?"

And he probably did think so. For a person who could resurrect his consciousness from another body at any time, he could spend almost forever here.

Although this crime is not enough for Janniks to be exiled like the loser-Kahn, it is enough for him to drink a pot. At least he has to mention his status and send the man numbered 616 The universe gives itself.

"You damn slave! How dare you desecrate the dignity of the heir like this!"

It was a covert signal, a method of communication that only he and his base on the Craftsman's side could understand.

Then, a dozen dazzling white light pillars suddenly flashed around Bai Ye, lighting up the entire room instantly. However, what came out of these light pillars was not the Thunder Warriors, but a group of people wearing red leather suits.