He Hit My Man and Then Just Walked Away?

Quitela was dumbfounded.

This guy has actually turned into the Super Saiyan 3!

Could he really be Broly in disguise?

It seems that this possibility is not entirely out of the question.

After all, it was I who got Broly's father killed!

This guy is trying to find all sorts of ways to mess with me!

Several years have passed, and now you're finally going to deal with me?

Quitela believed that as the Great God of Destruction, changing his image shouldn't be difficult.

Even if the God of Destruction cannot change his own appearance, isn't it perfectly normal for him to find a similar image master to alter his appearance?

Thinking of this, Quitela trembled with fear and, without the slightest hesitation, immediately knelt down respectfully beside Lart.

"Greetings, Lord God of Destruction!" Quitela was so frightened he almost wet himself, his body trembling even more violently.

"The Great God of Destruction?" Lart was slightly taken aback. "What's that? I don't really like that title. Please just call me Lord Lart."

"Yes, Lord Lart ..." Quitela nodded obediently.

"Now can you tell me how long it will take to travel to the Universe 7 in this state?" Lart asked Quitela.

Quitela sensed Lart's powerful aura briefly.

If we convert his energy intensity into levels, he would currently only be at most Level 30.

Even with an energy level of Level 30, it would take at least a year to fly there.

"It will take a year," Quitela replied, guessing that the other party must still be hiding powerful energy, just not unleashing it in front of him.

Are you trying to set a trap for law enforcement?

Given Broly's personality... he probably wouldn't be able to come up with that.

This was definitely Luo Tian's idea.

You're deliberately lowering your strength to such a low level, just to provoke me into making a move, right?

I'm not going to fall for it!

"Another year?" Lart was at his wit's end. "Looks like there's no other way. One year it is. Let's go."

"Yes, Lord Lart." Quitela nodded obediently.

"Smack!"

Lart's entire body radiated a dark green light, his long hair reached past his waist, and dark green lightning crackled and popped.

"Call out!"

Lart transformed into a streak of dark green light, standing out conspicuously against the starry sky.

Quitela, without any purple-red flames emanating from his body, easily caught up with the rapidly moving Lart.

Lart: "..."

Lart glanced at Quitela, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

This guy is pretty fast!

I flew at full speed, yet he caught up with me so easily?

Quitela was also secretly observing Lart.

Am I overthinking this?

Maybe this guy isn't Luo Tian or Broly at all!

Do they have that much free time?

If they want to beat me up, why don't they just come over and beat me up?

Why bother with all these complicated tricks?

This doesn't feel right!

Even if they wanted to kill me, it probably wouldn't be a big problem.

After all, the Gods of Destruction of the Universe 3 and Universe 9 died just like that, Grand Minister didn't dare to utter a single word.

I don't dare to think about it...

I'm so sorry!

Grand Minister, I wasn't saying you were talking nonsense...

I'm talking about the two of them!

So now that I think about it carefully, maybe this guy just looks a bit like Luo Tian, that's all!

What should I do with this guy?

"Lord Lart, did you just say you could only live for 200 years?" Quitela's eyes darted around, and a plan came to mind.

"Yes," Lart. "Do you have a problem with that?"

Quitela: "..."

It's true what they say, "If we don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much."

What's wrong with you living for 200 years? I'd rather you die sooner.

"No objection, no objection... we were just chatting." Quitela laughed.

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Lart's words shut down Quitela completely.

Quitela really wanted to slap this guy away.

However, Quitela is not entirely sure of the other party's identity, so he decides to hold back for a while longer.

"It will take us a year to fly to the Universe 7 ... If we don't talk on the way... we'll suffocate," Quitela sighed.

"What do you want to talk about?" Lart's voice was somewhat tragic.

"Let's just chat. We don't know each other very well, so how about we introduce ourselves?" Quitela suggested.

"Tell me about yourself first," Lart commanded in an unquestionable tone.

"Alright, then let me give you a brief self-introduction." Quitela answered truthfully, "I am the Gods of Destruction of the Universe, and also the most powerful god in our Universe 4! You could say that the entire universe is under my control! I am responsible for maintaining the balance of the universe. The god on par with me is the Supreme Kais of the Universe, who is responsible for creating life and planets... Do you understand what I'm saying?"

After saying these words, Quitela stared intently at Lart, trying to read something from his expression.

Lart's expression kept changing, his eyes widened, and he looked at Quitela in surprise.

"Are you the most powerful god in this universe?" Lart was shocked.

"Basically, that's how it can be understood. Although angels are more powerful than God of Destruction, the Angel Clan rarely fights," Quitela explained, silently observing Lart once again.

Let's see how long you can keep this up.

Are you an award-winning actor?

"Since you are the most powerful god in this universe, why are you willing to be my subordinate?" Lart narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly realized, "I know, it's because I look a lot like that guy named Luo Tian, so you reluctantly agreed."

"Yes!" Quitela nodded, there was nothing to hide.

If you don't look like Luo Tian, I'll crush you in a heartbeat.

"Leaving aside that Luo Tian guy, what would your attitude be towards me?" Lart asked.

Quitela snorted but didn't say anything.

"It seems you are very dissatisfied with me." Lart's voice was solemn, and as he spoke, he slowly slowed down in space. "You are the most powerful god in this universe, and I am the most powerful human in this universe. Now, I, a human, challenge you, the god. Are you willing to accept?"

"Are you really not related to Luo Tian?" Quitela was still not entirely at ease and asked again.

"It's alright, you can rest assured," Lart said confidently.

"If you want to challenge me, I won't object, but before that, I have a question for you," Quitela scoffed.

"Go ahead," Lart replied calmly.

"Have you been on that planet all along?" Quitela asked.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Lart nodded. "However, I only suddenly awakened in the last year."

"You only suddenly awakened in the last year? Awakened to what?" Quitela asked, then suddenly realized what he meant and asked, "Did you awaken this Legendary Super Saiyan transformation?"

"This is what Legendary Super Saiyan? Yes, that's right, this is what I've awakened." Lart pointed to his body.

"Wait a moment." Quitela was still not entirely at ease, so she immediately took out a communicator and contacted the angel Cognac.

"Oh dear... Lord Quitela, is there something you need?" Cognac's voice rang out immediately.

"Cognac, can you help me see if this person next to me has any connection with Luo Tian?" Quitela shifted the camera to Lart.

Cognac was also slightly surprised and immediately looked at Lart.

This person looks just like Luo Tian.

No, no, it should be described as a community like Luo Tian and Broly.

This person has Luo Tian's face, but has become Broly's Super Saiyan 3.

If you gave him silver-white hair, dressed him in Angelic divine attire, and gave him Scepter, he would look exactly like Luo Tian.

How can people look so alike?

But how did he become like this?

That's truly unbelievable.

"It looks very similar." Cognac exclaimed in surprise.

"Could it be some kind of clone of Luo Tian?" Quitela asked, "Someone created a body to cultivate in our universe?"

"Let me see." Cognac immediately began to scan Lart's body with his Scepter without hesitation.

"Who are you talking to?" Lart was a little confused and looked at the communicator in Quitela's hand with a puzzled expression.

Quitela ignored him for the time being, patiently waiting for Cognac to provide his analysis.

Cognac conducted a detailed analysis of Lart and quickly reached a conclusion.

"Lord Quitela, judging from his physical structure, he has almost no connection with Luo Tian or even Lord Broly," Cognac replied.

"Are you sure?" Quitela felt that happiness had come too suddenly.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you even listening?" Lart snorted, and when he realized that Quitela was ignoring him, he got a little annoyed and shouted at him.

"Bang!"

Quitela didn't hold back, and without turning his head, he delivered a backhand punch directly to Lart's face.

With a muffled thud, Lart's body flew backward, piercing through a large meteorite behind him.

"Cognac, go on," Quitela chuckled, feeling much better.

When I beat that guy, it felt like I was beating up Luo Tian and Broly at the same time. It was so satisfying.

Quitela was practically jumping for joy.

"Lord Quitela ... although judging from his physical structure, he has no connection with Luo Tian or Lord Broly ... but something still feels off," Cognac mused.

"Something's not right?" Quitela was taken aback, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but swallow.

"I can't really explain it...maybe I'm overthinking it." Cognac shook his head gently.

"Tell me what you've been overthinking..." Quitela's lips twitched.

"But my speculation may not be accurate," Cognac pondered.

"Hmm." Quitela became even more worried.

"Perhaps it's really as Lord Quitela said, that this person is an avatar of Luo Tian who came to our universe to cultivate," Cognac said, offering his speculation.

Quitela: "..."

"Cognac, don't repeat what I said again!" Quitela felt completely out of sorts and shouted angrily.

"Hopefully we're overthinking it. After all, we've never seen an angel cultivate in this way before." Cognac shook his head. "And judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to know Luo Tian or Broly! Even if Luo Tian wanted to cultivate and create an avatar or something, he couldn't possibly lose his memory."

"What you said makes a lot of sense." Quitela nodded thoughtfully.

"How about I ask Luo Tian? Wouldn't it be more convenient to just ask him directly?" Cognac suggested.

"It's better not to ask. If it's true, and the clone has no memory of it, even if you ask, do you think he'll tell you?" Quitela shook his head.

"That's true." Cognac nodded slightly. "If there's nothing else, let's leave it at that."

The call ended there.

Quitela was also deep in thought, holding the communicator.

I can't worry about that anymore.

Let's teach him a lesson first.

Who told him to look so much like Luo Tian?

Since Cognac said that this person has nothing to do with Luo Tian and Broly, then I'll teach him a lesson, is that okay?

It's been a long time since I've had a fight, so I'll take this opportunity to have some fun.

At this moment, Lart was flying backwards, his body passing through a huge meteorite.

"Smack!"

Lart's body radiated a dark green light, abruptly stopping him in the starry sky.

"You dare hit me!" Lart's face turned ugly, his voice became even more sorrowful, and he transmitted it to Quitela from afar in the form of energy.

"Hmph, since you have no connection with Luo Tian or even Lord Broly, you should obediently offer your face when I hit you!" Quitela snorted. "How dare you, a mere human, be so presumptuous before a god?"

"You're asking for it!" Lart roared in fury and charged toward Quitela's location.

"Boom!"

Lart delivered a powerful punch to Quitela.

Quitela calmly raised a finger and used his index finger to catch Lart's punch.

Although Lart released a tremendous amount of energy, when it collided with Quitela's fingers, it felt like punching cotton, failing to create the slightest ripple.

"What? Is this all the Strongest in the Universe is capable of?" Quitela sneered.

"You... how is this possible?" Lart's expression became unusually interesting.

"Hmph, now you know the difference between you and the God of Destruction, right?" Quitela smiled contemptuously and suddenly stretched out a finger.

"Bang!"

Quitela flicked his finger slightly, and it struck Lart directly.

With a loud bang, Lart's body was sent flying backward, crashing into the huge meteorite behind him once again.

"Puff..."

Lart coughed up blood and his face turned deathly pale.

"Whoosh!"

Quitela moved swiftly and instantly appeared directly above Lart.

"Smack!"

Quitela grabbed Lart's head and shoved it into the massive meteorite behind him, embedding his head inside.

Seeing his masterpiece, Quitela grinned even more triumphantly.

I really want to take a picture and send it to Luo Tian!

Quitela only thought about it; of course, he wouldn't dare to do it.

"Hmph, you want to take me as your underling?" Quitela snorted and slapped Lart hard across the face.

Lart's face immediately swelled up like a steamed bun.

"Bang!"

Quitela's knee slammed upwards, striking Lart hard in the abdomen.

"Puff..."

Lart coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"Smack!"

The next moment, Lart could no longer endure the intense pain, and the dark green light on his body dissipated instantly, returning to Base Form.

"What? You've been brought back to reality already?" Quitela grinned smugly, feeling quite accomplished.

After all, in Quitela's view, he had attacked both Luo Tian and Broly at the same time.

What a wonderful thing!

However, Quitela's feelings were complicated.

Quitela wanted to teach them a lesson, but he was also afraid of being exposed.

If it doesn't work, it's best to quit while you're ahead.

If he really is an avatar created by Luo Tian, then at least it can be said that he provoked me first.

"Hmph, I'll let you off the hook today. I hope you'll behave yourself." Quitela said harshly, not daring to make things difficult for Lart any further, and turned to leave.

Lart trembled violently, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes showed even more sorrow.

"I won't let you get away with this!" Lart whispered.

However, when he discovered that Quitela had disappeared, Lart felt a sense of helplessness.

I was no match for him at all.

"Call out!"

Just then, a rose-red figure came rushing in from afar and quickly appeared beside Lart.

The man who appeared next to Lart had the exact same appearance as him.

"Lart, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" the man asked with concern.

"Lard, what brings you here?" Lart was taken aback and looked at the other person.

"I sensed your powerful aura from a great distance, so naturally I had to come and see what was going on," Lard said in a deep voice.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that I killed everyone on my planet... I'm feeling increasingly saddened, and I accidentally unleashed all my energy." Lart sighed.

"They provoked you first, didn't they? The people on that planet... I've said it before, there are no good people on that planet, and they love moral blackmail." Lard's voice was cold. "Isn't it ridiculous of them to say that you, as the king, live in such a large place... and eat so much delicious food, saying that you want to share all of this with them! Why don't they mention that when a powerful enemy invaded, it was my brother and I who saved that planet!"

Lart's eyes were filled with endless sorrow, and he lowered his head without saying a word.

Because, Lard is right.

People all over the planet enjoy moral blackmail.

For example, when elderly people are riding the bus, if young people don't give up their seats, they might try to morally blackmail the young people by saying, "You're so young, what's wrong with standing for a while?"

Some women even tell men, "You're men, you should give way to women."

In short, all of this made Lart very dissatisfied.

Lart even felt that he was not a good enough king, as he had let his people become like this.

So he did not hesitate to wipe out all his fellow human beings on the entire planet.

"No, I meant what you look like with long hair... I want to ask what happened?" Lard asked again. "The people on that planet don't deserve you to look like this."

"I encountered a guy who called himself the God of Destruction. He was incredibly powerful, and I was no match for him at all," Lart said in a low voice.

"The God of Destruction?" Lard frowned. "Never heard of him."

"I've never heard of it either," Lart said in a deep voice.

"Even when you have long hair, you're no match for him?" Lard asked, somewhat surprised.

Lart nodded.

"Since even you are no match for him... although I may be a little stronger than you, I am still far behind him." Lard narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hmph, you talk as if you're really stronger than me." Lart snorted, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied with Lard's statement.

"What else did he say? My brother!" Lard asked again.

"Dragon Balls!" Lart murmured. "It is said that there are magical balls in the Universe 7, and if you collect all seven, you can have any wish granted."

Then, Lart briefly explained the situation of the 12 universes to his younger brother Lard.

"Let's merge, Lart," Lard suddenly suggested after a brief silence.

"Fusion?" Lart was taken aback.

"As long as the two of us brothers merge into one, we will definitely be able to defeat that so-called God of Destruction." Lard grinned.

"That's the only way." Lart did not object.

Without further hesitation, the two created some distance between themselves and quickly began to dance a strange dance.

As the two continued dancing, the distance between them gradually decreased.

"Smack!"

The two men stretched their arms out and paused briefly.

Immediately afterwards, the two bent down in the starry sky and their four fingers touched together.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, their bodies gradually overlapped and quickly merged into one.

Even after merging, Lart and Lard still had black hair and looked remarkably like Luo Tian.

"Let's call the fusion of Lart and Lard 'Larted'," the one who fused the two said.

Then, Larted glanced in the direction Quitela had gone.

"Smack!"

A powerful energy suddenly erupted from Larted's body, and his hair grew rapidly, soon reaching past his waist.

Upon closer inspection, Larted's hair had changed to two colors: a dark green deep within and a magenta outer layer.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

Streaks of dark green lightning, accompanied by a pink electric kettle, crackled and popped all over Larted's body.

"Call out!"

Larted transformed into a streak of pinkish-green light and swiftly chased after Quitela in the direction he had gone.

Quitela was preparing to return to the God of Destruction's Realm when he suddenly sensed a powerful aura rising behind him.

"What's going on? Why did his aura suddenly increase so much? This guy's level actually jumped to nearly level Level 40 in an instant! How did he do that?" Quitela looked back and frowned.

Although the two sides were extremely far apart, Quitela's eyesight made it easy for him to spot Larted in the distance.

"How did it become like this?" Quitela was a little surprised.

However, Quitela didn't take it to heart.

After all, in Quikla's view, Larted's level was only Level 40.

Let alone Level 40, even Level 50, Quitela is not afraid at all.

Quitela was wary of was the other party's true identity.

If he had absolutely no connection with Luo Tian or Broly, Quitela would have eliminated him without hesitation.

"Is this a prelude to revenge?" Quitela chuckled softly, then stopped in space, patiently waiting for the other party to arrive.

A full five minutes passed.

Larted then roared in from a distant location.

"Smack!"

Larted appeared directly opposite Quitela, his face radiating confidence and boundless fighting spirit.

"You look different? Why do you have some pink glow on you now?" Quitela snorted, looking at Larted with interest.

"Hmph, I told you I wouldn't forgive you!" Larted said coldly.

"What's with your voice?" Quitela was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered. "You used Fusion Technique?"

"You know quite a lot, huh? No wonder you're Gods of Destruction!" Larted sneered.

"How ridiculous! You think you can defeat me, God of Destruction, by using Fusion Technique?" Quitela laughed. "Don't you know that the God of Destruction is the ceiling that humanity can never surpass! Unless you receive guidance from a god!"

"Really?" Larted said, expressing disbelief.

"What I'm most curious about is, who is your other half?" Quitela asked curiously, then shook his head. "But if I just cut you into a round shape, the answer will be clear."

"Call out!"

Without another word, Larted rushed toward Quitela.

"Bang!"

Larted punched Quitela hard in the face.

The punch landed squarely on Quitela's face.

Because Quitela did not hide.

"Bang!"

Larted landed a powerful uppercut on Quitela's chest.

Immediately afterwards, Larted grabbed Quitela's head and slammed his knee into it.

Suddenly, Larted's knee and Quitela's face made close contact.

Quitela leaned back.

Larted delivered a side kick, striking Quitela and sending Quitela flying backward.

"Call out!"

Larted pursued him, pressed his large hand down on Quitela's head, and carried him directly through a planet the size of the moon.

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment, Larted punched and kicked Quitela's body again, and then casually tossed him into the starry sky.

Larted gathered energy in his hands and swung his large hand forward.

"Call out!"

A surge of energy, tinged with dark green and magenta, erupted from Larted's hand and swept towards Quitela's location.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Quitela was immediately enveloped by this energy.

A cloud of dust rose from the scene.

"Hehehe, now we have a result." Larted revealed a smug smile.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Quitela's unharmed figure was revealed.

Larted's expression changed repeatedly, and he was completely stunned.

My powerful attack... didn't even cause any damage to this guy?

How is that possible?

"Not bad, Fusion Technique." Quitela slowly raised his head, smiling at Larted.

Larted stared at Quitela in disbelief, cold sweat dripping down his face.

Why is this happening?

How come he wasn't injured even after all my attacks?

Is the gap between us that big?

"Now it's my turn to attack, right?" Quitela shook his fist and slowly flew towards Larted.

"Not good!" Larted's face was extremely ugly. He shot out energy blasts from his hands, aiming them at Quitela.

"Bang bang bang!"

Quitela slapped each of them, sending the energy projectiles flying in all directions.

"What? You knocked my energy blast away so easily?" Larted felt an increasing sense of terror.

Is this the power of God of Destruction?

"Bang!"

Quitela showed no mercy, delivering a heavy punch directly to Larted's chest.

"Puff..."

Larted coughed up a mouthful of blood and his body flew backward rapidly.

However, Quitela was faster, appearing behind Larted in an instant and delivering another heavy punch to his back.

"Puff..."

Larted coughed up another mouthful of blood, and as his body lunged forward, it split into two people.

"Smack!"

Larted split in two, becoming the brothers Lart and Lard.

At this moment, the two are still in their respective transformations.

Quitela looked completely bewildered after seeing Lard's transformation.

What kind of transformation is this?

All that could be seen was a radiant magenta glow emanating from Lard's entire body. His hair was about the same length as Lart's, but the color of his hair had turned magenta.

In addition, the lightning bolts on Lard's body were replaced with magenta lightning bolts.

This was the first time Quitela had ever seen such a strange transformation, and he was a little confused for a moment.

However, in Quikla's view, this color change had nothing to do with Luo Tian and Broly.

"And who are you?" Quitela asked, smiling as she scrutinized Lard.

Lard gritted his teeth and exchanged a glance with Lart.

The two exchanged a knowing glance.

Run!

This guy is too strong!

Our combined forces are no match for him.

How are we supposed to fight this?

The next moment, the two of them pounced on Quitela at the same time.

Then, the two of them were stunned for a second in mid-air.

"Idiot! I'll hold him off, you run!" Lart shouted.

"Stop joking. You're always the older brother protecting me. It's time for me, the younger brother, to lend a hand," Lard snorted.

"Bang!"

With that, Lard kicked Lart away and then rushed forward to hug Quitela tightly.

"Run! Lart! Run as far as you can, don't worry about me!" Lard shouted.

"Lard!" Lart gritted his teeth, but instead of running away, he stopped in his tracks.

"Get out of here! What are you standing there for?" Lard shouted.

"Even if we're going to die, we'll die together!" Lart snorted, his voice becoming tragic again.

Lard fell silent.

Quitela watched the two brothers with a smile, letting Lard hug him, and then slowly took out a communicator.

Subsequently, Quitela made contact with the angel Cognac once again.

"Lord Quitela, what is it now?" Cognac asked curiously.

"Cognac, look at this, another guy who looks exactly like Luo Tian." Quitela sighed helplessly. "Can you tell me why this is?"

Cognac scanned the area with the Scepter and, sure enough, found that Lard and Luo Tian looked exactly alike.

Cognac had no choice but to use his Scepter to perform a thorough scan of Lard.

The results came out quickly.

"They are brothers, twin brothers," Cognac replied.

"I can tell without you saying it!" Quitela snapped irritably.

"As for other aspects... as it stands, they have nothing to do with Luo Tian and Broly." Cognac shook his head.

"Damn it, can't you see anything?" Quitela sneered, "Then I'll just have to teach them both a lesson!"

After speaking, Quitela ended the call and put the communicator away.

Immediately afterwards, Quitela looked at Lard, who was hugging her, with a smile, and calmly grabbed his hair.

"Ah..." Lard cried out in pain.

"What? You think you can defeat me, the God of Destruction, with the fusion of the two of you? You're far from it!" Quitela sneered, casually slapping Lard several times across the face.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, Quitela grabbed Lard's hair, dragging his body and slamming him into Lart's body.

The two brothers collided, screaming in pain.

Universe 6, Planet Sadala, Royal Palace.

The Princess's room.

The Princess stood by the window, holding Angel Staff, her eyes coldly fixed on the scenery outside.

Jerez stood beside the Princess without saying a word.

"You've finally calmed down," the Princess said calmly.

"Yes... that transformation had a huge impact on me... it's just a pity that I killed that person with my own hands." Jerez sighed, her voice tinged with self-reproach.

The Princess didn't say much, but suddenly her expression shifted slightly as she looked expressionlessly at the Scepter in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Princess looked at the Crystal Ball on the Scepter.

The Princess peered through the Crystal Ball and her brows furrowed immediately.

"What happened?" Jerez asked.

"Why is the God of Destruction meddling?" the Princess said coldly. "I'll be right back... It's time to settle that score from before."

"Whoosh!"

After the Princess finished speaking, she vanished from the spot in an instant.

If the Supreme Kai were here, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance.

This Princess from the planet Sadala actually used Instant Transmission.

The Universe 4, outer space.

Seeing the two Lart brothers beaten to a pulp, Quitela suddenly felt a surge of excitement.

These two people look a lot like Luo Tian.

Quitela felt as if his fists were hitting Luo Tian, and the more he punched, the more exhilarating it became.

"Maybe we should take one out first... and see what the situation is." Quitela hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to take one out first.

However, after careful consideration, Quitela decided it was best not to take any risks.

I accidentally caused Broly's father to die.

What if these two people really are related to Luo Tian or Broly?

Although Cognac said there was nothing between them...

But what if...?

In these kinds of situations, it's better to be safe than sorry.

After some internal struggle, Quitela decided to let the Lart brothers go.

Since I've already vented my anger, why should I bother with anything more?

Isn't leaving now the best option for me?

After careful consideration, Quitela decided that it would be better to just leave.

With that thought in mind, Quitela turned and left.

The Lart brothers were too exhausted to fight any longer. They looked at Quitela, who had already left, exchanged a glance, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

This guy actually let us go!

He is incredibly powerful.

Quitela hummed a little tune as he slowly traveled through space.

It must be said that Quitela was in a very good mood.

Today I not only beat up the person who looks like Luo Tian, but I also beat up the person who looks like Broly.

I finally got my revenge!

That was awesome!

However, as Quitela flew, it suddenly noticed a distortion and deformation in the space ahead.

"Whoosh!"

With a swift movement, the Princess appeared near Quitela.

Quitela stared wide-eyed at the woman opposite him, his gaze unwavering.

The woman's face was covered with a white veil, and her skin tone looked somewhat like Luo Tian's.

In addition, the woman has flowing silver hair, is dressed in Angelic divine attire, and holds an Angel Staff in her hand.

This is clearly an angel's attire.

However, because the woman was wearing a veil, her face was obscured, and Quitela could not see her clearly.

"Which angel are you?" Quitela asked, looking at the woman.

"Little mouse, you hit my man and you just swagger away like that?" the Princess sneered.

"Your men?" Quitela paused slightly. "Are you talking about those two guys?"

"Yes." The Princess nodded indifferently.

"They provoked me first!" Quitela sneered. "I was just teaching them a lesson!"

"Well then, it's my turn to teach you a lesson." Without another word, the Princess pointed her Scepter at Quitela's body.

"Which universe's angel are you?" Quitela was slightly taken aback, unable to discern the other party's true identity.

The Princess did not speak, and an invisible Angelic Power immediately surged from the Scepter.

An invisible Angelic Power quickly enveloped Quitela's body.

Quitela unfortunately contracted the virus.

Or rather, Quitela had no chance to dodge it; he was struck by the Angelic Power.

When they looked again, Quitela was frozen in space, his face filled with astonishment and horror.

What is the origin of this female angel?

Which universe's angel is she?

I feel that her level is at least 69!

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to dodge at all.

When I was training with Cognac, he used this move on me before.

At that time, I was able to resist a little.

But now I'm bound by his Angelic Power, and I feel like a helpless little mouse, unable to move an inch.

After freezing Quitela in place, the Princess turned around and teleported to the side of the Lart brothers.

The Lart brothers were slightly taken aback when they saw the Princess.

"Who are you?" Lart asked, frowning.

Lard also became more vigilant.

A mouse just left, and now a woman has appeared.

And this woman seems to be quite remarkable.

"Don't speak yet, I'll heal you." The Princess's voice was cold, and Angelic Power emanated from her Scepter, quickly covering the two of them.

In just a moment, the Lart brothers were fully recovered from their injuries, and their energy reached its peak.

The two were surprised to feel the energy in their bodies, exchanged glances again, and then immediately looked at the Princess.

"Are you a therapist?" Lart asked.

"No, I am the Grand Priestess," the Princess said calmly.