There were billions of living beings in the universe, and the number of races was uncountable.
Among them, there was no lack of races with extraordinary innate talents, which made them unable to be judged based on their superficial level. Racial talents were varied, and the most well-known was Adahua Planet's locking power and transformation. The former could intentionally seal off one's Origin Energy so that it would no longer grow. In order to temper the quality of Origin Energy, such a person, once unlocked, would soar into the sky. The latter was even rarer. In the entire history of Adahua Planet, there were no more than ten people who could produce transformation talent. Among them, the five emperors recorded in the epics all had this kind of powerful talent. The so-called metamorphosers were reborn, as if they were reborn. When the talent awakens, it will enter a state of suspended animation. Once he awoke, his cultivation realm would skyrocket, and he would definitely not be able to be judged with common sense.
The more times they transformed, the higher their achievements would be. Of the few Great Emperors, the Golden Rose with the lowest martial strength had transformed three times, while the Void Skyfire that had gone on an expedition to the Yordon Star Domain was a fierce man who had transformed five times. As for the current King of Justice, he had already transformed four times. Even if he didn't have the chance to transform again in this life, no one would doubt his strength as a Supreme-Being.
On the other hand, the Earth Federation, which had formed an alliance with Adahua Planet, did not have any special talent for humans who lived on a small planet at the edge of the universe. Stark had also captured some Earthlings and dissected them to analyze their genetic makeup. The result was that the genes of this race were still very young, so young that they were far from the time to form talent.
This was normal. Among all the races with innate talents, which one of them wasn't ancient enough? Only after the genes had evolved many times would they be able to produce a talent by chance.
Dolby also came from an ancient race, and his race's talent was Inverse Blood.
When Stark saw the information about this race, he also knew that the so-called reverse blood referred to activating one's innate talent when needed, allowing the blood in one's body to flow in reverse. The birth and death of the universe had always been based on obedience and disobedience. Igniting the fire seed and searching for the progenitor gene was a heaven-defying path. The innate talent of Dolby's race was Inverse Blood. When the blood in his body flowed in reverse, it could increase his combat strength.
However, most people could only reverse it. The characteristic was that Dolby's yellow skin had turned red. There were very few people who went from red to purple like the current two rebels. However, Stark knew that there were still almighties in his race who could rebel. If it was San Ni, the purple skin would turn into gold, and its power would be unstoppable. With regards to their innate talents, there had always been a saying that they could defy blood, defy fate, and defy the heavens.
However, even if Dolby could only go against two, it was still no small matter. Right now, his unyielding aura was spreading out in circles. The two tornadoes behind him were swaying unsteadily, and their might was unparalleled. At this moment, Dolby's combat strength was far from being overshadowed by his level on the surface.
Stark clapped his hands and said, "Second Inverse Fate, you want to reverse this fate. To be honest, if you ran into other brothers and sisters, with your rebellious methods, you might really be able to defy fate. It's a pity that you ran into me, so I'll say it again, let me invite you to your death. "
Then, he stretched out a palm from his cloak, and Stark clenched his palm like a knife. Simply and clearly, he attacked Dolby from afar.
The distance between the two of them was at least a hundred meters. Unless Stark's hand could cross the void, it would be impossible for it to hit Dolby.
Dolby's expression was solemn.
The two tornadoes behind him suddenly condensed, and then, as if they were pulled by an invisible hand. The momentum of soaring into the sky changed and turned into a torrent that flowed towards Stark. At the same time, dust and sand exploded behind Stark. The dust and sand swirled again, forming five tornadoes that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Adding on Dolby's original two, the seven tornadoes almost swallowed the sky and covered the sun. For a moment, the surrounding rain sunflower flowers danced wildly, and sand and stones flew everywhere.
The seven tornadoes curved and arched around Stark, injecting boundless momentum into his originally ordinary palm. Stark smiled and handed his saber forward slightly. His figure flashed and disappeared into the dust and sand that filled the sky.
As soon as he disappeared, the flying flowers, tornadoes, and sand and stones dispersed at the same time.
Dolby's eyes blurred, and Stark was already right in front of him. The palm was still handed over in the same manner. Dolby had no doubt that the Pirate Emperor's palm knife could easily stab into his chest and dig out his heart. Dolby took a deep breath and moved backwards two points. Then, he poured his strength into his toes and silently kicked towards Stark's block. He lifted his foot. With the addition of the second reverse blood, his kick was enough to cut Stark apart!
Stark still had time to nod, "That's right."
Then, the palm knife pressed down and slapped Dolby's foot, bouncing his foot away. The ground beneath their feet instantly exploded, and mud and sand sprayed out from the cracks. They shot ten meters before encountering the wind and slowly dissipating.
This time, the hand-to-hand battle ended in a draw. Dolby suddenly roared and advanced with his long arm, but he was the first to launch an attack. He didn't have any weapons on him, but his fists pulled on the purple gas, and his flames surged like dragons and snakes, with extraordinary power. Dolby's fists unleashed a dense set of attacks, attacking fiercely. If necessary, his shoulders would hit his waist, as if every inch of his body could be used as a killing weapon. Under this attack, his momentum was also high.
Stark advanced and retreated in his offensive, like a swimming fish. No matter how fast the current was, he was still able to do it with ease.
The two sides fought, and as the Origin Energy Machine collided, it exploded like thunder. The surroundings of the battle circle were filled with flying sand and rolling stones. Rootless objects like Rainflower Catkins were all pulled up by the air currents of the battle circle and danced all over the sky. It was beautiful, but if someone entered the battle circle recklessly, they would be strangled on the spot by these seemingly beautiful, but in reality, they were filled with the killing intent and Origin Energy of the two of them!
Dolby threw a few short fists in a row, forcing Stark to retreat repeatedly. However, he didn't show the slightest bit of joy as his gaze fell on Stark's pitch-black palm. From the beginning, this person only had one palm, and the other was still behind him. His bearing was naturally excellent, but if he didn't have the strength to match his bearing, it would be no different from courting death. Without a doubt, Stark was still calm and composed under Dolby's violent attack. Naturally, he had both bearing and strength.
Dolby took another breath.
His purple skin became even more purple, and blood began to ooze out of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
Stark sighed, "I thought you had three heaven-defying methods, but it turned out that you were only in the realm of heaven-defying. Forget it, I won't play with you anymore. "
The other hand finally poked out of the cloak.
Dolby smiled sinisterly, "Play, play, play your mother." After cursing, the strong aura on his body rose again and again as his skin color deepened. Dolby stabbed his foot into the ground and pulled his body backwards, twisting his body like a full bow. Strength was born from his feet, his waist, his shoulders, his arms, and his fists! Dolby waved his arms and smashed his fists, one left and one right, aiming at Stark's temples.
Stark smiled softly.
He stretched out his hands and grabbed Dolby's fists.
Dolby's expression changed as he felt all the Origin Energy in his body pour out from his fists like a flood that had opened a floodgate. The domineering aura he had when he punched out instantly disappeared completely. Stark whispered, "This is my innate talent, Origin Energy Siphon. By now, everyone who knows is dead, and you will be no exception. "
Half of the Origin Energy in his body disappeared. Dolby's fists seemed to have been twisted by Stark, and he couldn't withdraw them. The Origin Energy in his body burst out, and Dolby's fierceness was finally aroused. His skin color darkened by three points, and he smiled sinisterly, "You want to suck it, right? Open your mouth and I'll shoot you all! "
Dolby's body bulged slightly as he changed from defense to attack. The Origin Energy in his body turned into a torrential waterfall and poured into Stark's body without leaving anything behind. Stark's expression changed slightly. At this moment, Dolby's skin was almost black, and it was no different from his black skin. The berserk Origin Energy that he had seized from his fate had already shaken his heart core. Stark snorted and let go of Dolby. He bent his finger and flicked it on his forehead.
Dolby flew backwards and fell into the rain sunflower balls all over the ground.
Stark slowly retracted his hands and his Qi fell. He turned around and walked towards the two sword slaves. "Let's go back."
Behind him, Dolby suddenly said, "There are seven voters on the path of burning blood. Only one person can reach the end. Stark, can you reach the end? " After saying that, the pitch-black Dolby suddenly exploded into a ball of meat sauce, like a mosquito that had been slapped to death on the wall.
Stark paused for a moment and sighed, "I don't know either."
In the blink of an eye, his pitch-black skin slowly faded away and finally became as white as snow. The white hair gradually dyed black from the roots, and even the tips of his hair turned black. White skin and black hair, Stark closed his eyes and felt the bloodline inheritance he had obtained from Dolby. A circuit in his body sprang up like bamboo shoots after a rain, breaking through the mud and finally taking shape in the depths of his soul.
"Calamity Circuit?" Stark muttered, and at the same time, two nodes lit up.
One was in his lower abdomen, the other was between his eyebrows.
Not long after, the Red Skull Pirates' starship left Planet Angri. As for Dolby's starship, it had long since turned into a pile of wreckage.
In the car, Stark sat in the captain's seat. He gently supported his face with one hand and closed his eyes without saying a word. The two sword slaves looked at their master, whose skin had turned white and whose hair had turned black. Both of them felt that Stark was three points more handsome than before. Thinking back to the bravery of this master in bed, the two women's legs were tightly closed, and their eyes were like spring water.
Suddenly, the sound of metal friction rang out.
The two sword slaves revealed expressions of disgust.
A figure covered in a tattered hood walked in, and many chains extended out from beneath the hood. The chains stretched out into the darkness outside the door, not knowing where they were tied. Wherever this person walked, the floor would be left with specks of yellow liquid. These things seemed to be extremely corrosive, causing wisps of green smoke to rise from the metal floor.
The figure arrived in front of Stark and blocked the two sword slaves. An extremely unpleasant voice sounded from the cloak, "Master, someone has accepted your bounty."
Stark finally opened his eyes. "Oh, that was better than nothing. There was actually a response. Who is it? "
A strange hand with rotten flesh stretched out from the cloak and pointed in the void. A screen of light appeared in front of Stark's seat. A chubby figure appeared on the screen of light. He had two ridiculous heads on his round body and six small arms that looked like the fleshy whiskers of some kind of insect.
"This is Brother Montgomery. He said he has the information you need, Master."
Stark nodded. "Bring him to me. If you dare to lie to me, you know what to do."
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