However, after kicking and punching Mosco several times, Reiz quickly and decisively gave up this tactic.
Because he clearly felt that his attack could not cause any harm to Mosco at all.
Every time a fist or foot landed on Mosco's armor shell, the opponent's armor did not move at all, but his own hands and feet were in pain from the shock.
This feeling is like an ordinary person hitting a solid steel wall with his fist. The opponent doesn't even remove the paint, but he throws away his hand in pain.
This is not the way to go, we have to change our thinking.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Since Mosco couldn't be beaten, Reiz simply focused all its firepower on Mule.
He held Mule's horn tightly with one hand, and turned his other hand into a hammer-like fist. He greeted Mule's swollen face repeatedly and mercilessly.
Poor Mule was attacked front and back. On the one hand, he had to withstand the merciless fists of Mosco in the automatic attack mode, and on the other hand, he had to withstand the equally relentless beatings of Reiz.
Two blows from different sources fell on his short body of just over one meter at the same time from different directions. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted.
"Mosco... Stop the attack! Stop the automatic mode! Now! Now! This is an order!"
Mule finally couldn't hold on any longer and shouted at Mosco at the top of his lungs.
Upon hearing the direct command from the controller himself, Mosco's pair of dark red electronic eyes that were rapidly switching attack targets flashed twice more. Then the attack program in the body was forcibly stopped, and the huge body stopped steadily less than a few meters away from Reiz.
"It finally stopped. Your robot is quite obedient and much easier to use than you." Reiz put a bright smile on his face again, and his right hand still held the corner of Mule tightly and refused to let go.
"You... you guy! You have the ability to let go of me and fight Mosco openly! What's the point of using me as a shield!" Mule was really furious. His dark red face, swollen like a pig's head, was filled with shame and unwillingness. He stared at Reiz coldly and threatened in the most majestic tone possible, "Do you know who I am?"
"Didn't you just introduce yourself to your family? My memory is not that bad, there is no need for you to say it again. Universe 3 God of Destruction Mule, the little man who controls Mosco, right." Reiz smiled softly.
"Since you know my identity, you should know very well... what will happen if you provoke an official God of Destruction!" Mule's voice became colder as he spoke.
"As long as you are not allowed to continue to be this God of Destruction, won't it? Take the title of God of Destruction off your head, and you will be just an ordinary short man over one meter tall. Just kill him. Who cares about the life or death of an ordinary short man." Reiz tilted his head and spoke in a tone as if he suddenly thought of some brilliant idea.
"You... what did you say? You don't want me to be God of Destruction? What do you think God of Destruction's position is? It's the vegetables you grow in your backyard, and you can pull them out whenever you want?" Mule First he was stunned, then he raised his head and burst out laughing wildly. The laughter was full of unabashed sarcasm, "Who do you think you are? You are just a slightly more powerful mortal. What qualifications do you have to deprive me of my God of Destruction qualification!"
"The answer will come soon. Don't move here. I'll punch you a few times to warm up." Reiz smiled and punched Mule several times, each punch hitting his face that was so swollen that it was almost impossible to recognize its original shape.
Mule was no match for Reiz. He pinched her like a grasshopper and could do nothing but stare angrily with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
He wanted to order Mosco to enter the automatic attack mode again, but when he thought about the scene where Reiz used him as a shield just now, a chill ran down his back.
He definitely didn't want to experience that kind of severe pain from both front and back again.
"Whoops!"
Reiz still tightly grasped the curved horn on Mule's head, grabbed his short body and rose into the sky, flying quickly in the direction of the silver-white Flying Saucer suspended in the stratosphere.
Linoshi followed leisurely behind him, holding Scepter gently by his side, his blue eyes quietly watching Reiz's back.
Although she was not entirely sure what Reiz was going to do next, she had no intention of stopping it.
Reiz always has his own logic in doing things.
Soon, Reiz carried Mule to where Flying Saucer was parked, stretched out his hand to open the side hatch, and bent down to get in.
Linoshi also followed Flying Saucer, put Scepter aside, and stood quietly beside Reiz.
As soon as he stepped into the back cabin of Flying Saucer, Reiz immediately saw the pink figure still sleeping soundly on the seat.
Majin Buu was curled up in the large seat in an extremely twisted but obviously very comfortable posture, its round belly rising and falling with even snores, a trace of glistening drool hanging from the corner of its mouth, and the entire rear cabin of Flying Saucer reverberated with low and rhythmic snores.
"Hey... wake up. I've been sleeping for several months. Do you plan to sleep until the next century?" Reiz stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked Majin Buu's round belly gently.
However, Majin Buu seems to have completely entered that unshakable state of deep sleep.
Reiz's foot kicked on his soft and elastic belly. He just turned over, from lying on his side to lying on his back. He mumbled something in his sleep that no one could understand, and then continued to snore, without any intention of waking up.
"Crack!"
Reiz Raise your right hand and press down gently with the palm of your hand.
An invisible Angel Power emerged from the palm of his hand silently, covering Majin Buu's round body like a transparent tide. A soft silver-white light slowly flowed on the surface of his pink skin.
"Angel Power!" Mule exclaimed.
He was held by Reiz in the air by the corner of his head. His swollen face was distorted by extreme shock, and his eyes were fixed on the wave of energy that he was all too familiar with pouring out of Reiz's palm.
This is impossible, how could a mortal Saiyan release such pure Angel Power fluctuations.
"It seems that you are very knowledgeable. You recognized him at a glance." Reiz turned his head and smiled at Mule, who was in his hand.
"You, you, who are you? How can you use Angel's ability? Angel Power is a power that only Angel can master, and it is impossible for mortals to touch it!" Mule's eyes widened, and his voice became sharp and hoarse due to excessive shock.