At first Thragg didn't want to take action so quickly. Without Spaceship, even if it was as powerful as Viltrumite, it would be very dangerous to float in the endless vacuum of the universe.
The Thragg copied by the tentacled high-dimensional creature was so perfect that when this strong competitor of Viltrum Regent faced the provocation of Shane, the first thing he did was to get out of trouble.
He still has a tribe waiting for him. Thragg, who has not yet become Regent, is concerned about his own power. What he desires most at the moment is to take on the responsibility of a leaderless empire.
But Shane didn't care about that, and with one sprint, he crashed into Asteroid where the killer Spaceship was parked not far away.
How could this planet, which was only one-twentieth of the size of Viltrum, be able to withstand such an impact? In the brief roar, Shane, which was directly grabbing Thragg, was forcefully knocked through a Tunnel that spanned the two poles.
The clay figurine is still angry, not to mention Viltrumite, who regards the dignity of the strong as supreme.
Thragg shook Shane away with a headbutt, and patted his shoulder, which was still stained with some Asteroid dirt and rocks. His beard trembled with his anger.
"I don't care if you are Viltrumite. If you don't want to tell me the way back, I don't mind twisting off your limbs and asking again."
"That's what it feels like."
Shane showed such an expression that he could not help but smile with satisfaction.
Thragg is a highly refined embodiment of Viltrum culture. Every inch of muscle and every nerve of the opponent is born for Viltrum.
For Shane, even if Thragg has not yet become Regent, its own spirit can almost represent the entire Viltrum.
Therefore, Shane plans to hold back and fight hard.
Even though he should actually be much stronger than this Thragg at the moment, he just wants to restrain some of his power and completely break this man's spirit.
"I don't know whether to live or die."
Thragg's expression was sharper than ever before.
Before he finished speaking, Thragg's figure had already disappeared on the spot. In the next moment, a big hand opened up and reached directly towards Shane's face.
Shane's smile did not diminish, and he moved his body slightly to the side, just in time to avoid the opponent's head-grabbing blow.
At the same time, a heavy punch was thrown out, hitting Thragg's abdomen.
Thragg was so angry that he blocked it with his hands, and his fist collided with his forearm. The dull sound and the force that shocked Thragg knocked him back hundreds of meters.
The first thing the experienced Thragg does to stabilize his body is to take a defensive posture.
In the brief exchange just now, he realized that the opponent's strength and speed were probably superior to his.
The attack is too easy.
But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the violent storm to attack. He opened his arms slightly, only to find Shane floating in front of him with his arms folded leisurely.
"Are you kidding me?!"
Thragg roared, full of rage, and instantly launched a violent offensive towards Shane, using fists and kicks, elbows, knees,
Headbutt, every movement embodies Viltrumite's most brutal fighting skills.
That was the accumulation of his experience in conquering hundreds of light years and slaughtering countless civilizations. Every move can crush the continent on Planet, which is equivalent to Viltrum.
Thragg's dignity could not bear such an insult, so he tried to force Shane to respond with all his strength, trying to regain the dignity of a strong man.
But Shane was always at ease, accurately blocking every fierce attack of Thragg, occasionally counterattacking, and each punch was of moderate strength, which could make Thragg feel severe pain without completely destroying his physical body.
Every collision made Thragg become more and more furious, and every block made Thragg's whole body tremble more intensely.
He looked at Thragg's face twisted with anger, and at the way the other party was trying his best but still unable to reach his full strength. The ridicule in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving only the hatred deep in his bones.
This is the man who symbolizes the cruel system. Even if he is forced into a desperate situation, he still only has arrogance and violence in his heart.
The figures of the two people intersected between the broken Asteroid wreckage and the stardust. Thragg's attacks became more and more impatient, and there were more and more flaws. His left arm was already injured by the previous impact, and he was enduring pain every time he raised his hand.
Shane's eyes gradually became cold. He no longer blocked Thragg's attacks, but began to choose to eat every attack from the opponent, and then counterattacked with more force.
The two returned to the most primitive brutal fighting, with fists and kicks constantly attacking each other.
Bruises gradually began to appear on Shane's skin, and Thragg's appearance had been broken. Even if the joints behind Shane's fists only scratched his skin, it would tear it, leaving an exaggerated blood mark.
Not to mention those heavy punches that hit Thragg's head and chest. Every punch could hear the slight cracking sound of bones through Force Field.
Finally, after Shane hit him with a heavy knee, Thragg arched his back like a shrimp from the heavy blow, and a large ball of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Shane grabbed the collar of Thragg's suit, pressed it hard towards the Asteroid that had been broken up in the battle between the two, and hit the largest piece of it with a thud.
"Is this the power you're proud of?"
Shane punched Thragg's barely raised head into the rocks.
"All disobedients should be conquered?!"
Another punch, causing countless blood and gravel to explode.
"You are the only one who wants to be Regent?!"
"Continue the glory of the Viltrum Empire?!"
"Shit empire! Shit rules! Shit civilization!"
Every time he said a word, Shane punched Thragg on the head until large pieces of Thragg's facial skin were torn apart, his muscles were smashed into mud, and skull fragments mixed with the surrounding earth and rocks and spattered.
It wasn't until he sensed that Thragg didn't have a few breaths left that Shane finally stopped his bloody fist.
He grabbed Thragg's shoulders and squeezed the opponent's bones with his five fingers until they cracked.
Lifting Thragg in front of him, Shane licked the splattered blood on the corner of his mouth and scolded him coldly.
"Do you have any last words?"
Thragg's throat was gasping for breath. One of his eyeballs was blown out by the heavy punches just now, and the remaining eye was blurred by blood.
After a while, Thragg finally managed to raise a hand.
Shane frowned and lowered his head, watching the other person's trembling fingers slowly point towards his chest.
This--it doesn't look like an attack.
Blood foam continuously overflowed from the corners of Thragg's mouth.
"You----you are----a Wittemu who is stronger than me----go back for me----"
Shane was stunned.
He brought Thragg closer.
"Go back for me----you can become the King of Photographers. You are strong enough----you can restore the glory of the country!"
He looked at Thragg's fingers that finally touched his chest, and then watched the other person's arm slipping weakly, and the blood from his fingertips drew a straight blood mark on his chest.
Shane suddenly smiled.
Laugh arrogantly, smile contemptuously.
"I'm not Viltrumite, and I won't inherit your shitty obsession."
"Seriously, whenever I can go back, the first thing I have to do is to kill all the Viltrumites of the present generation. Your generation has been completely brainwashed by militaristic thinking."
Shane smiled ferociously and leaned close to Thragg's ear.
"Even if I don't do it, someone will do it in the future. The glory of the empire you are proud of is just an unrealistic dream.
"You will die until there are only a few dozen people left, and there will even be a new Monarch in the future that will change all the worn-out traditions, and the garbage you stick to will only be swept into the dust of history!"
Thragg, who was about to die, suddenly opened his eyes like a flashback. His remaining eyeball stared at Shane, and his emotions finally showed a gap.
He seemed to be struggling to say something, but as the entire area trembled, Thragg and those Meteorite that had just been broken in the fierce battle dissipated like bubbles.
Shane looked at the blue light creature waving its tentacles in front of him again, the expression on his face gradually calmed down, and finally he let out a long sigh.
"Now, take me back."
Invincible Main Universe, just after a fierce sparring confrontation, Thragg, who had entered the nutrition warehouse for a short hibernation, suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, he became furious and blew away the door of the nutrition warehouse with his fists.
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The surrounding confidants looked at each other in confusion, and one of them stepped forward and asked their leader why he was angry.
Thragg's eyes shook rapidly, he patted his head with his hand, and shook his head one after another.
Is it a dream?
Why is it so realistic?
"Is there a list of the latest group to participate in Coming-of-Age Assessment?"
Thragg frowned.
The Viltrumite in the dream is too young. If there is such a person, he should still be participating in Coming-of-Age Assessment at most.
After a long time, Thragg looked at the information submitted by his subordinates and stared at the face in the list that he would never forget until his death. His whole person was like a submarine volcano that was about to erupt.
"Luo Star assessment----Why haven't you come back yet? In theory, they are the best batch!"