Galactic Prison.
Since the news of Moro's escape was confirmed, the largest police force ever deployed to guard the area has been urgently increased.
The Galactic King dispatched almost all of his elite police forces here.
Outside the prison, there are guards every three steps and sentries every five steps.
The patrol teams coming and going were on high alert.
Every prisoner here is a vicious criminal who would leave ordinary police officers helpless; any one of them escaping would be a disaster.
A patrolling police officer nervously swallowed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He looked up at the star in the sky that emitted artificial light, then at the heavy, suffocating alloy gate in the distance.
Just then, his gaze inadvertently swept across the sky.
A strikingly black dot appeared in his field of vision.
The officer instantly became alert, and the hairs on his body stood on end!
His hand had already instinctively reached for the energy laser gun at his waist.
"Enemy attack!"
He strained his throat and roared with all his might.
Upon hearing this, the surrounding police officers reacted almost instinctively, instantly drawing their guns and looking up at the sky in unison!
The black dot in the sky was growing rapidly at an unimaginable speed!
A piercing shriek, tearing through the air, approached from afar, carrying a suffocatingly terrifying sense of oppression, before crashing down with a deafening roar!
Its target is the main gate of the Galactic Prison!
Get out of the way!
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
The patrol officers almost simultaneously tumbled and scattered in all directions in a disheveled state!
"Boom--!"
The next second, a deafening, earth-shattering roar completely swallowed up all other sounds!
Despite the officers' advance evasive maneuvers, the incredibly powerful shockwave still swept across an area spanning several kilometers.
Most of the police officers were knocked unconscious on the spot before they could even utter a groan.
Smoke and dust filled the sky!
Gravel mixed with metal fragments flew everywhere like a torrential rain, leaving the once impregnable prison walls riddled with holes.
for a long time.
As the choking smoke slowly dissipated.
A huge, deep pit appeared in front of the prison gates.
And what caused all of this was an enormous, long-handled warhammer!
The warhammer's head slammed down, creating a deep crater, while its long handle stood upright, humming incessantly.
"Thump..."
"Thump..."
Heavy, mountain-like footsteps echoed slowly from the depths of the smoke and dust.
A burly figure gradually came into view.
His body was bulging with muscles and veins, and his bronze skin was covered with hideous scars, exuding an aura of savagery and bloodlust.
Demon Realm Warrior Gure!
Gure walked to the edge of the pit, not even glancing at the wailing, unconscious Galactic Patrol on the ground.
He simply stretched out one hand and casually grasped the hammer handle that was deeply embedded in the ground.
Then, he easily hoisted the massive hammer, weighing over ten thousand kilograms, onto his shoulder. His scarlet eyes, flashing with a cruel and mocking light, surveyed the scene of devastation.
He grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and let out a low laugh.
Then, carrying the giant hammer, he took heavy steps, one by one, toward the prison gate that had been twisted and deformed by the shockwave.
As he walked, he took out the Two-Star Dark Dragon Ball that Towa had given him from his pocket.
As soon as the bead appeared, it began to shimmer with a dark and eerie light.
On the ground, wisps of black smoke, barely perceptible to the naked eye, were being forcibly drawn out from the bodies of the fallen, unconscious Galactic Patrol by an invisible force.
The black smoke twisted and gathered in the air, like tiny venomous snakes, continuously burrowing towards the Dark Dragon Ball Orb in Gure's palm.
The ruins surrounding the prison gate were eerily silent.
Only the faint hissing sound of the black smoke being absorbed echoed in the air, carrying a chilling and eerie quality.
Holding the Dark Dragon Ball in one hand, Gure felt the pure Negative Energy constantly surging in, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
"Fear... despair..."
A look of extreme enjoyment and ecstasy appeared on his face.
"This is... absolutely wonderful!"
Amidst the ruins, several Galactic Patrol with slightly stronger willpower, enduring excruciating pain as if their bodies were falling apart, struggled to their feet.
They raised their laser guns, their hands trembling uncontrollably from the pain and fear, yet they still aimed intently at the burly figure ahead.
"Stop... stop!"
A police officer gritted his teeth and shouted sternly.
"Don't go any further!"
Gure didn't even bother to glance at them, as if those gun barrels flashing with energy were nothing more than a few powerless toothpicks.
Just then...
"Boom--Rumble--!"
Inside the prison, the ultimate alloy door, thicker and more robust than the outer door, swung open with a deafening roar.
A large number of fully armed Galactic Patrol poured out of the door like a tide.
Within seconds, dozens of elite police officers quickly assembled on the ruins, armed with more powerful high-energy laser guns, forming a tight, impenetrable tactical formation.
Countless gun barrels were pointed at Gure.
The lead patrol captain was covered in sweat. His heart pounded as he looked at the mess before him and the unharmed, burly intruder.
He raised his arms and roared at the top of his lungs.
Who are you?!
"Leave immediately! Otherwise we will open fire!"
Alone, facing the dense array of gun barrels, gleaming with deadly light.
Gure showed no fear; instead, a cruel smile spread across his face.
The Dark Dragon Ball in his hand began to tremble slightly, sending wisps of pure dark energy into his body.
The moment that energy surged into his body, Gure's muscles swelled up again, and the bulging veins writhed wildly beneath his bronze skin like small snakes.
After a satisfying absorption, Gure slowly put the Dragon Ball back into his pocket.
He grinned maliciously, scanning the group of police officers before him who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. His voice boomed like thunder over the ruins.
"I came here hoping to make some new friends..."
"If you continue to block my way..."
He paused, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his crimson eyes.
"But you'll die!"
This highly provocative remark instantly ignited the anger of all the police officers!
"Fire!"
The patrol captain suddenly waved his hand, unable to bear the humiliation of being completely ignored any longer!
Before he could finish speaking...
"Buzz--!"
The continuous stream of thicker, high-energy laser beams instantly intertwined to form an impenetrable net of deathly fire!
The blinding light illuminated the entire ruins as bright as day, pouring down upon Gure in a blinding downpour!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Faced with this terrifying attack that could instantly vaporize a small mountain, Gure burst into laughter.
He pushed off the ground with both legs!
"Boom!"
In an instant, he transformed into a black afterimage, charging fearlessly into the crowd amidst the rain of beams of light!
"What?!"
The patrol captain was horrified!
In the instant everyone was stunned and bewildered, Gure had already charged into the dense formation unscathed!
He was like a prehistoric tiger that had stormed into a flock of sheep!
He swung the giant hammer in his hand with one hand, drawing a heavy and violent black full moon in the air!