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Quintessa's black-rimmed blue eyes flashed with confusion, and his brows furrowed slightly.
The super-intense particle stream beam just now, although it was a casual hit by myself, it also had the power to shoot through the moon.
Not even my own body can withstand such a super-intense particle beam.
What did she see?
The aorta of He-El only turned slightly red, and the kinetic energy was resisted and dissipated. The heat energy circulated for a moment, and slight skin lines were reflected, and nothing happened.
If Quintessa hadn't been sharp-eyed and kept staring at He-El, waiting for him to beg, cry, and lick his feet, he wouldn't have noticed that the aorta was slightly red.
Because it recovers too quickly!!!
Quintessa couldn't help but take a look at the scepter he was holding. Suspecting that there was something wrong with the scepter, he released a parallel-imported super-intensity particle stream beam.
How can anyone withstand a super-intense particle beam without being injured?
It's simply impossible.
"I am so weak that I feel pain!"
He-El's pupils flashed with a look of surprise and disbelief.
He felt the blow from the ultra-intense particle stream beam. Although he did not make any resistance, even the cells were running internally without any defense.
But this slight pain, when it was transmitted from the aorta in his neck to his body, still made him feel weak and powerless.
Even when he reaches his limit, he can still be hit by a beam of super-intense particle beam that can destroy the planet. Doesn't he feel the pain just to show his weakness?
He gently rubbed and stroked the affected aorta with his hand. The surprise and hollow look in his eyes made him deeply doubt himself.
When Quintessa saw He-El's reaction, the doubtful look in his eyes gradually dissipated.
She felt that it was probably because she was carrying Cybertron on her back that the energy she mobilized was uneven, and the output device accumulated in the scepter was uneven, so she fired a weak blow that did not even break the skin of He-El.
It was just an accident.
"It's really Lucky One--"
Quintessa dragged its voice, easily breaking the gravitational restraint pulling on Cybertron.
Countless gravitational restraint lines are behind her, disconnecting the gravitational connection between the center of Cybertron.
Cybertron, which was more than half dragged out, is slowly floating in the universe again; the surface of the huge and decaying planet can be seen from any corner of the earth.
Looking up from the earth, what you see is no longer the starry sky, but the surface of Cybertron, which is decayed, pitted, and like an ant's nest, made of steel and metal.
Quintessa is confident that dragging Cybertron with one hand can also gaze at the stars, sweep across the universe, and become the master of all things in the universe.
But after all, being distracted and dragging Cybertron will slightly affect its energy output power. I don't know that one in a million distractions and errors in output power will cause the carbon-based life in front of me to encounter it.
He is really Lucky One.
"Does it hurt? Only the weak can feel pain."
Quintessa looked down at He-El's stroking of the neck, raised the scepter again, and the terrifying destructive energy was mobilized by her.
Her skin on the steel surface showed a dark mist-like power, flowing along the cells of her body. Its internal circulation had an active and smooth flow. Every time it flowed, she couldn't help but moan with pleasure and cruelty. The black edges that appeared in her eyes squirmed like living creatures, seeping into her blue pupils.
The destructive energy was transmitted to the scepter through the arm, and the top of the scepter emerged as beautiful as a gem, containing the force field reaction of Boson tearing.
Its inherent Boson interaction force that pulls many high-energy particles is enough to easily tear the moon into atoms and destroy the interaction force of any material existence.
Quintessa showed a cruel smile, aiming at He-El's lower body, preparing to tear his lower body into pieces, and then install a half-mechanical body on him, turning him into a half-human, half-machine creation.
This is the honor I bestow upon you.
At the moment when the round Boson force field ball of the scepter was formed and was about to be launched towards He-El.
He-El heard Quintessa's words.
'Peng--'
Instant Transmission burst out of the air and came to Quintessa.
Before Quintessa had time to react, He-El stretched out his hands and clasped Quintessa's shoulders with his fingers. Quintessa, who was 1.6 meters tall, suddenly looked like a junior high school girl. Her shoulders were dented by He-El's big hands. Deep holes the size of fingers were dug out of the skin on the steel metal surface, and metallic blood flowed out.
"You are right, only the weak can feel pain... Only the weak can feel pain... Feel pain..."
He-El's demonic black pupils were staring at Quintessa with piercing eyes. He looked at Quintessa and kept muttering the words "Only the weak will feel the pain". He kept repeating these words, and suddenly his face showed compassion. He thought in his heart that he could no longer improve, and the demonic pursuit of power emerged.
"You are so lucky to be so strong and to continue to be strong." The demon in He-El's heart could not be dissipated. He realized the limit he had reached in a low and pessimistic manner. He looked at Quintessa with his shoulders clasped with unwilling envy, praising her for continuing to be strong and envious of her.
Quintessa's vision went dark, and she felt her shoulder being punched with blood holes by He-El, which directly broke the defense of her body and shocked her.
Although she is not known for her physical strength, not just any creature can break her defense.
Especially He-El was so quick that he appeared in front of him and held him captive without even noticing it.
Anger and shoulder pain surged into her heart, making Quintessa unable to remain calm anymore. Her eyes flashed with strong anger, and she shouted angrily, "Who allowed you to touch your master!"
Quintessa raised the scepter in anger, and directed the Boson balls condensed on the scepter against He-El's chest.
The interaction force of ultra-high-energy particle movement, electromagnetic interaction force, and gravity, under the influence of Boson distortion, began to tear everything apart crazily and invisible.
In an instant, the nanomachines inside the condensed S of Black Suit on He-El's chest were torn apart in an instant, revealing He-El's strong and fair chest muscles.
A deep pain, as if it was tearing apart every epidermal cell in his chest, and the mutual interaction force of each cell was trying its best to tear apart the cells and tear itself apart. The feeling of tearing itself in half was fed back from He-El's body.
The most direct first wave of Boson's twisting and tearing force, a force capable of tearing and shattering the moon into atoms, encountered the automatic defense mechanism in He-El's body.
The cells on the chest began to operate with powerful energy. The electrons in the cells, combined with the space openings opened by each cell, instantly turned out the defensive cellular kinetic energy force. The energy transferred from the almost unlimited space openings allowed the cells to operate violently at high intensity. The stronger fermion-matter interaction force formed a stronger Boson force field.
The white chest only had red marks on it, and it was restored to its original state without even tearing out the capillaries.
Boson twisted ball has no effect at all.
The surrounding machines Nanotech Suit that were scattered by the impact began to gather back into He-El's chest and recovered as before.
Quintessa, who was 1.6 meters tall, and He-El used his fingers to dig into the bleeding shoulder, looked like a helpless junior high school girl strangled by an adult. She stared with big doubtful eyes, her body stiffened, and she froze.
"I'm so envious that you can still be strong--"