If Captain Shit was the "Shield of the Universe Alliance," then Thousand-Eyed Man was the "Spear of the Universe Alliance."
His ability could be described in one sentence — he could use the eyes on his body to release energy waves.
Some people might think that this ability was very ordinary, at most on par with heroes like Thunderdancer and Trampling Stranger. How could it be a universal level?
The reason was simple, because Thousand-Eyed Man's ability … had no limit.
Blackhole Queen once told the other heroes that each of Thousand-Eyed Man's eyes was connected to a parallel universe, and the energy he released was the redundant energy created when those universes exploded.
Theoretically speaking, the moment the energy was born, it would increase exponentially, and it would never stop …
Therefore, Thousand-Eyed Man was like an "infinite energy furnace." His life force and the energy he could create were infinite.
Even if billions of years later, when the other heroes had turned into dust, Thousand-Eyed Man would not change much. As long as his body was not destroyed by external forces, his lifespan would be longer than a star, and there would never be a day when his power would be exhausted.
But unexpectedly, today … this hero who was so close to being a "god" would die in the hands of an enemy from the future.
"Thousand-Eyed Man, your luck is too bad …" The Insane Professor looked at Thousand-Eyed Man on the ground and continued to speak in a confident tone. "In my original plan, I intended to keep you alive. After all, you have a lot of research value … Even if the research did not succeed, it would be good to use you as an infinite energy source." He paused for a moment. "Unfortunately … by the time I found 'that', you had already become a dispensable existence."
While he was speaking, the last few eyes on the Thousand-Eyed Man's body closed …
Just like that, this hero, who was usually gentle and quiet, ended his life that should have been incomparably long.
"Hmm … You are more fragile than I thought." Seeing this, the Insane Professor said coldly, "I thought you would be able to linger there for a while, and die after I kill Mr. Suck."
"You are the one who is going to die!" In the next second, Mister Terrible, who was unable to restrain his anger, had already arrived. Accompanied by an explosive shout, his leg was like a battle axe as it chopped towards the Insane Professor's face.
Bang!
With a stomp of his leg, the entire command center was split into two.
The huge and sturdy building collapsed with a loud bang under this hand-to-hand combat technique. For a moment, dust filled the sky and the earth shook.
There was no doubt that Mr. Low was a strength-based hero. He was also the only pure strength-based hero among the ten founders of the Yu Super Alliance.
Then, how strong was a universe-level warrior like him?
Let's put it this way … he is probably a Super Saiyan who can't release waves and whose speed is not so exaggerated …
"Tsk … I thought he was powerful, but I only used 40% of my strength …" Mr. Awful's figure soon appeared in the ruins. He looked down at the pile of body fragments in the dust at his feet and muttered fiercely, "If I had known this, I would have rushed up and killed him immediately. That way, Poison Man and Thousand-Eyed Man wouldn't …"
"You seem to have misunderstood something …" Just as Mr. Awful was talking to himself, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him.
Without a doubt, the person who was talking to him was the mad professor.
However, at this moment, the mad professor's appearance was different from before.
His original cyborg body was indeed shattered by Mr. Awful's attack, but he didn't die because of it. Not only did he not die, but he also turned into a sticky substance and gradually gathered into a human form, reappearing behind Mr. Awful.
In the blink of an eye …
When Mr. Awful heard the mad professor's voice again, he was shocked. His years of combat experience and instincts made him turn around and throw a punch before he could react.
Puff!
This punch also hit its target. Mr. Awful's arm went through the mad professor's body and blasted a big hole in his torso.
However, a second later, the person who showed a shocked expression was Mr. Lousy.
"You … this is …" The moment Mr. Awful saw the mad professor again, he knew that … it was impossible for him to kill him.
At this time, the mad professor's body was in a semi-solidified state. The surface of his body was light purple, and he was emitting a very high temperature.
Mr. Awful was very familiar with this form because … this was one of Poison Man's battle forms.
"It seems that you have understood." When the mad professor saw Mr. Awful's expression, he said indifferently, "So … you can go in peace."
It took the deranged professor six seconds to finish his sentence.
And these six seconds were enough for Mr. Awful to die from the poison …
…..
At the same time, on the spaceship.
"What's going on?" The captain of the shit planet, who saw this scene through the spaceship's monitor, said anxiously, "Why is he healing himself like Poison Man? And … "
"And … Mr. Awful seems to have …" Dr. Yongheng finished the sentence with a solemn expression.
Although he couldn't confirm it through the monitor, Dr. Yongheng already knew that Thousand Eyed Man and Mr. Awful were both dead by relying on his ability to sense life forms.
"Poker Man! Didn't you say that the mad professor was just a scientist from the Exploding Planet? How did he have that kind of ability? " The captain of the shit planet was now anxious. He turned around abruptly and asked his Brother Jue in a questioning tone.
"It's no use yelling at me … I'm also surprised …" Feng Bujue said, "Before this mission, I knew nothing about the mad professor. Even now, my understanding of him is based on a short encounter and a bunch of information …" He turned his head and sighed. "Besides … I still fell into his trap in the end."
When the captain of the shit planet heard this, he felt that Poker Man had a point. He had no reason to vent his anger on his own people. "This …" He was speechless for a few seconds. He looked at Tin Foil Man next to him. "Kratas, what should we do now? If we don't help, I'm afraid that even Lucky Man will … "
"No." Before Tin Foil Man could reply, Toad Man spoke first. "It's precisely because he has shown the ability that we suspect to be Poison Man that we can't act rashly …"
"Toad Man is right," Tin Foil Man said. "If he really has the same ability as Poison Man, we'll just be throwing our lives away … In fact, even if we stay on this spaceship, there's a risk of being poisoned …" He paused for a second. "Also … we have to consider this possibility. What if his ability is to copy the ability of his opponent? What should we do then?"
"I'll go." At this moment, the King of Bugs, who rarely expressed his opinion, spoke up. "Even if he does copy Poison Man's ability, it's very limited to me. Besides, I don't have any ability that he can copy …"
…
Looking at the ruins again …
After killing Mr. Suck with poison, the mad professor turned his face in the direction of the Tin Foil. He raised his hand as if he was about to use some kind of psychokinesis attack.
However, just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly saw a figure … walking slowly toward him from the smoke that had yet to disperse.
When the mad professor saw this person, his expression turned serious. He retracted his hand … and put on a defensive posture.
"Sigh …" When the Lucky Man came closer, he first looked at Mr. Suck's body and then let out a sigh.
"It's been a long time, Lucky Man." The mad professor naturally recognized him.
"I'm sure … you've already studied the strategy to deal with me, right?" The Lucky Man did not greet the professor. Instead, he asked directly in a cold tone.
"Of course," the mad professor replied. The deranged professor replied. "My understanding of you, the original ten members of the Yuchao Alliance's Supreme Council, is probably far beyond your imagination …"
"Oh?" The Lucky Man continued. "Then I'm curious … How do you plan to deal with me?"
His question was quite a good one.
Because … he himself did not know how to kill himself.
The Lucky Man, as his name suggests, is a lucky man. (PS: Speaking of which, I have to mention Mr. Lousy who just finished receiving his bento. His heroic name is easy to misunderstand, as if he is deliberately making fun of himself. But in reality … the reason he is called by this name is because his surname is LOW, L-0-W … he inherited it from his biological father. He has no choice.)
So, just how lucky was he …?
For example, if the Lucky Man wanted to win the lottery, all he had to do was go to the lottery station, buy a random number, and the first prize would be his.
Similarly, if he went to buy the football lottery and had the mentality of "I want to win the lottery", then … no matter how small the probability of winning the championship was, the team he bought would miraculously win the championship.
As for gambling, there was no need to mention it … Compared to the probability of winning the lottery, gambling was simply a game with low risk and high returns. The Lucky Man never participated in gambling, not even games that required a certain amount of luck.
This was because he did not need to play to know that he would definitely win. Even if his opponent planned to cheat, as long as he was facing the Lucky Man, there would definitely be an accident when he cheated, causing him to be exposed or fail.
Perhaps, after looking at the examples above, you might think that the Lucky Man's ability was to "control probability".
Wrong …
Let me give you a few different examples …
For example, if the Lucky Man had a crush on the opposite sex and thought in his heart, "It would be great if she liked me too", then … as long as he held this thought for a certain amount of time and intensity, it would not take long before the other party would take the initiative to confess her love to him.
Another example would be when the Tin Powder was about to be attacked by the Galactic Laser Cannon. In such an event that was enough to endanger the Lucky Man's "life", he did not even need to have "intentions" or "thoughts". All he needed to do was to lie there and not move … and he would be "lucky" to survive the attack.
But how did he survive? Not necessarily …
Maybe his companions would come to his rescue. Maybe the Galactic Laser Cannon would suddenly malfunction. Maybe the ship's energy shield would suddenly overload and all the energy would be concentrated on him. Maybe a meteorite with amazing speed and mass would coincidentally fly over and take the hit from the Galactic Laser Cannon.
There was even a possibility that Long Aotian, who had ascended from another plane, would appear in the path of the cannon and block the attack for him.
In short, this was the Lucky Man.
A man who was very ordinary in all aspects, but was favored by the "law of cause and effect" of this universe.
Regarding the principle of his ability, let alone others, even he himself was confused …
Of course, the Black Hole Queen knew a little about it. However, she did not reveal the truth about the Lucky Man's ability to anyone …
In fact, in every universe, there would be an existence like the Lucky Man. He or she was born as a kind of "counterbalance force".
Because … no matter what kind of universe it was, there would be a corresponding "Universe God". These gods usually took on the management duties of higher dimensional life forms, such as time, space, creation, destruction …
Since there was destruction, there would naturally be some corresponding negative things, such as death, pain, nothingness, and so on. These "existences" would produce a large amount of energy, forming a kind of "force".
In order to balance this kind of force, the universe itself would create a special individual somewhere. This individual would be used to bear the opposite "force" of those negative forces.
And the Lucky Man … was such an existence.
Obviously, the Lucky Man was a good person.
How good? So good that he would not abuse his heaven-defying ability …
But now, he had made up his mind to use his ability to harm others, and that person … was the Insane Professor.
"Hehe … good question." The Insane Professor was asked by the other party and immediately laughed. "I have indeed thought about this question for a long time …"
At this moment, the Insane Professor was actually stalling for time.
Although he had obtained the ability of the Poison Man, he was not the Poison Man himself, so he was not familiar with this ability. He needed some time to adapt to this power and stabilize his body structure. Otherwise … his body was likely to remain in this half-frozen state forever.
"Among the ten of you, there are only two … I still can't find a way to defeat them." The Insane Professor continued unhurriedly, "One is the Black Hole Queen, and the other … is you …"
Just as he was about to say this, all of a sudden! There was a sudden change.
A huge black shadow descended from the sky and landed on top of the deranged professor's head like a bomb dropped from the sky.
The Insane Professor looked up abruptly and focused his eyes … He saw a huge hoof-like thing coming down on his head.
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