Awakening from the Devouring Starry Sky

Chapter 40
Ling Ying, who was also seriously injured, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. When he saw the bald white man trying to hit Dico's head with a stick, but Dico seemed to be seriously injured and unable to resist, his face changed greatly. shouted urgently: "Dico!"

"Haha...die!" The bald white man laughed ferociously and suddenly hit Dicko's head with a stick.

But at this moment, Diko, who looked up at the bald white man with a flash of light in his eyes, suddenly turned red, and his figure suddenly flew up, as fast as teleporting. Almost instantly, he had narrowly avoided the stick and was in front of the strong, bald white man.

With a muffled sound like a drum, a punch like a volcanic eruption landed on the abdomen of the bald white man, causing the combat uniform on his abdomen to vibrate violently like a drum head.

Hmm... The bald white man glared and made a vague sound of pain. When he bent down and fell to the ground with the long stick in his hand, the ferocious smile on his face instantly froze into a twisted and painful expression.

Immediately after the click, the slightly trembling fist left the bald white man's abdomen. Dicko raised his hand and hit the bald white man's neck with a steady and sharp punch, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking that made people feel sour. , the white bald man with a broken throat bone suddenly turned red and found it difficult to breathe. The long stick in his hand fell to the ground with an even more painful expression on his face. He subconsciously used both hands to grab Dico's helpless collapse.
Dico reached out and pushed away the body of the bald white man, and then looked up at the mixed-race young man who was looking at him with a look of disbelief and horror on his face. Then he crossed over with his legs that were a little sore and weak. The body of the white bald man walked towards the side where his sword fell not far away.
Seeing Dicko walking towards the sword, a young mixed-race man reacted with excitement. Seeing Dicko's whole body twitching and trembling slightly, he couldn't help but flash his eyes, gritted his teeth and rushed over, and at the same time he pulled out a narrow sword. The samurai sword came and stabbed Dico directly.

Keng... Dico, who also accelerated forward and picked up the sword from the ground, hurriedly swung the sword to block the sword, but he stumbled back in a slightly embarrassed manner, and the hand holding the sword trembled more obviously.

"Dico!" Liu Wei and others, who were also shocked by Dicko's sudden desperate counterattack and killed the bald white man, came back to their senses and saw that Dicko was obviously unable to fight any more. His expression changed and he rushed over...
"You are really bluffing!" Seeing that Dicko was sweating profusely, shaking all over, and obviously exhausted, with a ferocious expression on his face, the mixed-race young man suddenly became more confident and swung his sword to kill him again.

However, at this moment, Dico, who suddenly shouted low, suddenly rushed towards him like crazy, and slashed at him with the sword in his hand like a violent storm...
Amidst the rapid clash of metal and metal, the young man of mixed race was forced back by the sudden explosion of Dico. In the blink of an eye, the long sword flew out of his hand, and then with a 'poof' sound, his head was chopped off by Dico. When he got out, blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, and there was still a look of fear and panic on the face of the head flying in the air.

"This" Liu Wei and others who had rushed over eagerly stopped when they saw this, as if they had been hit by a immobilization spell, and stared at this scene in astonishment.

But the next moment, after the headless body of the mixed-race young man fell backwards, Dicko also fell to his knees with the same weakness, his chest heaving and panting, as if he was suffocating.
"Dico!" When Dicko and the others reacted and continued to rush over to help Dicko, they saw that his whole body was limp and powerless, as if he had been fished out of the water, and his head was dripping with sweat.

"This boy has the strength of a junior God of War. He can be protected by two middle-level Gods of War. To call him Master, he must have a lot of background. Get out of here quickly!" Diko said weakly, looking at the headless corpse in front of him.

When Liu Wei heard this, his expression changed rapidly and he hurriedly ordered the members of the Super God Team: "Hurry up and dissect the monster materials, and then get out of here! Quick!"

With that said, Liu Weilian took matters into his own hands and quickly dissected the junior lord-level Silver Moon Wolf.At the same time, Zhuge Shan and others also went to collect materials from the lord-level poison dart frog, and took off the combat uniforms of the mixed-race young man and the two war-god-level powerhouses.
You know, for a warrior, combat uniforms are almost the most valuable equipment on the body, much more valuable than weapons.The combat uniform worn by a God of War powerhouse could only be torn apart by Dico with all his strength. Its material is definitely better than the fur and scales of an elementary lord-level monster, and its value is even higher than the materials on an elementary lord-level monster. higher.

After Dicko took a few high-energy sugar pills, closed his eyes and practiced his genetic energy for a while, temporarily alleviating the feeling of weakness all over his body, Liu Wei and the others finally finished their work and opened their eyes. Dico was also busy leaving here with them.

About seven or eight minutes after Dico and the others left, a dark red flying saucer-shaped fighter plane with a diameter of about 8 meters suddenly fell from the sky and hovered above the jungle where the mixed-race young man and the two god-of-war powerhouses were killed.

The hatch opened, and then a man with curly brown hair wearing a black combat uniform, slightly darker skin, and obviously South American walked out of the fighter plane.

The brown curly-haired man with a somewhat unattractive face jumped directly from a height of more than ten meters. After falling into the jungle, his figure came to the headless body of the mixed-race young man like a phantom, and then saw the mixed-race man not far away. The expression on the young man's head suddenly changed again.

Immediately after Pengpeng, the muffled sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard one after another. Several warriors in combat uniforms flew to the side. When they saw the bloody scene in the jungle, especially the body of the mixed-race young man, their expressions suddenly changed. got up.

They are either European and American white people, or South Americans with slightly darker skin, and there is even a yellow-skinned man, but the arms of their combat uniforms are all marked with flames, and looking at how fast they move, At least they are all warriors at the warrior level.

"Master..." Seeing the expression of fear and panic on the mixed-race young man's face, the only yellow-skinned man exclaimed, and stepped forward with trembling hands to hold the mixed-race young man's head, but he didn't dare. Then he said to the curly brown-haired man who was squatting next to the body of the white bald man God of War to check: "Lord Tasha, what's going on? Who killed the young master? Is it a powerful lord-level monster? Or is it? A king-level monster?”

"No, it's not a monster! It's a human being! It should be a God of War level strongman, or even two. The strength is at least a medium God of War level, and it is even possible that it is a high God of War level strongman!" After that, he checked the short and powerful middle man. The brown curly-haired man with the corpse of the old God of War immediately said sternly: "The opponent uses a knife. His boxing skills are very powerful, and his body skills should also be very powerful!"

"There are more than one human god of war? How dare they? If the young master dies, the leader will go crazy. Don't they want to leave here alive?" the yellow-skinned man said in disbelief.

The noncommittal brown curly-haired man quickly checked the surrounding battle traces, and soon discovered the mutilated corpses of the Silver Moon Wolf and the lord-level poison dart frog, especially the colorful and gorgeous skin of the poison dart frog. His expression changed continuously: "Poison dart frog?"

(End of this chapter)