"Sir Mule... are you planning to destroy the entire planet just because you lost this game?" Campari let out a long sigh, "I don't remember the name Carlosia being included in the next batch of official destruction lists."
"It's not too late to add it now. The civilization level of that planet is not high anyway. Destroying it early and destroying it later will not make much difference to the balance of the universe. Besides, that guy named Gret tortured me for a whole afternoon and made him God of Destruction personally carried out the official mission goal, which can be considered an honor for him." Mule snorted, threw the joystick in his hand to the floor, stood up from the cushion and stretched his legs that were numb from sitting.
He turned around and hooked his fingers towards the large battle robot behind him that had been in standby mode.
Mosco's original dim blue eyes suddenly lit up, and a low mechanical startup sound was emitted. The thick alloy armor plate on the chest slowly slid open to both sides, revealing the spherical cockpit inside that was just big enough for a person to curl up and sit in.
Mule bent down and jumped lightly, and nimbly got into the opened abdominal hatch of Mosco. His body skillfully curled up into the most comfortable control position in the spherical driver's seat.
The holographic control interface in the cabin automatically lit up the moment he entered, and countless data panels and combat parameters surrounded him.
"Click!"
The abdominal hatch of Mosco slowly closed, and the mechanical lock at the bite made a heavy metal meshing sound.
The robot's eyes switched from blue in the standby state to dark red in the combat state, and the indicator lights all over the body that had only flickered slightly lit up with a steady purple-red light at the same time. It only took less than two seconds for the huge body to go from standstill to starting up.
"I went to work..." Mule's voice came through the external speaker of Mosco.
After the voice fell, a layer of blazing purple-red destructive flames suddenly exploded on the huge body of Mosco.
Immediately afterwards, Mosco turned into a purple-red meteor and broke through the dome of the God of Destruction Realm. It plunged into the vast starry sky at an incredible speed and disappeared at the end of the sky almost in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the direction in which Mosco disappeared, Campari shook his head helplessly.
If you lose the game, you will blow up the entire planet where you are...
The God of Destruction I serve is too small-minded.
But he didn't say anything in the end.
God of Destruction's speed far exceeds that of any conventional spacecraft.
Mosco directly crossed the distance limit of space itself when flying at full speed. The whole journey from the God of Destruction Realm in Universe 3 to the inconspicuous pale pink planet outside North Galaxy Sector took less than twenty minutes.
Carlosia is a small planet with a light pink background, which is particularly eye-catching in the dark and vast space.
The surface of the planet is covered with a special kind of vegetation that has never appeared on Earth...
The plant called "pinkweed" is found on every continent on the planet.
Seen from a distance from space, the entire planet's surface seems to be gently wrapped in a layer of soft pink velvet, gentle and dreamy.
The technological level of this planet is already quite good in Universe 3's civilization level assessment, and it has just entered the threshold of interstellar civilization.
Carlosians is an intelligent creature that looks very similar to the octopus on Earth, except that their skin is the same pale pink as the vegetation on their home planet.
They have eight flexible and soft tentacles, and the inside of each tentacle is densely covered with extremely sensitive suction cups, which allows them to perform any activities that require finger dexterity...
From fine machining to e-sports, they all have talents that other races cannot match.
Recently, there is only one hottest topic on Carlosia...
The Interstellar Alliance has just held a universe-level King of Fighters fighting competition, and the championship was won by their local player Gret, Carlosia.
In the finals, Gret crushed all opponents with near-perfect operation, winning the first interstellar e-sports championship trophy in the history of Carlosia, becoming a hero known to everyone on the planet in one fell swoop.
Today, Gret stayed in his small villa on the outskirts of the city as usual, opened the King of Fighters client, logged in to his account, randomly picked an ID that looked pleasing to his eye from the list of online players, and began a pleasant time of leisure and food abuse.
His opponent's operation was full of flaws in his eyes. He yawned while typing randomly on the keyboard with one hand. The other tentacle held up a cup of steaming pink drink and sipped it slowly.
After a few rounds, Gret felt that the opponent's level was too low and it was not interesting to abuse him, so he exited the room and randomly selected a new opponent from the list, preparing to continue the next round.
While playing, Gret suddenly felt the chair under his butt shaking violently.
It wasn't the small shaking of an ordinary earthquake, but the whole house seemed to have been punched hard by a giant hand falling from the sky.
"Click..."
The originally smooth and flat light pink decorative panel on the bedroom wall suddenly opened a long irregular crack in the middle under the gaze of Gret. The crack extended from the ceiling to the floor, and fine wall dust was still falling down from the edge of the crack.
Gret was frightened on the spot.
The two big eyes on his round octopus head almost popped out of their sockets. The tentacle holding the drink glass froze motionless in mid-air, and his whole body instinctively ejected from the chair.
However, what makes Gret even more frightened is yet to come.
"Bang!"
A giant metal fist, several times larger than Gret's entire body, smashed through the relatively strong bedroom window from the outside without any warning.
The alloy window frame was twisted and deformed like a piece of paper under this punch, and the flying broken glass created countless dazzling cold lights in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the entire wall with half a window was grasped by two huge metal palms from the outside at the same time. Ten mechanical fingers as thick as steel pillars suddenly exerted force and tore the entire wall in half like tearing a piece of waste paper.
Amidst the roar of broken masonry and metal frames, a giant battle robot that was so huge that it almost filled the entire facade of the villa bent down, using its electronic eyes that were flashing dark red light to stare coldly at the shivering pink octopus huddled in the corner of the room through the torn wall.
The robot's belly armor plate still retains the afterglow of high temperature caused by friction when it passed through the atmosphere, reflecting the falling gray on the surrounding walls into dark red.