Bast's face softened a little. Although he was not very satisfied with this explanation, he could reluctantly accept it. After all, they were produced on the assembly line, and it was possible for a small number of defective products to appear occasionally.
Joseph turned a deaf ear to this and said nothing. In his opinion, these biological soldiers were just consumables produced by the assembly line, and their only function was to consume the strength of the Dragon King and others. Even if all of them died, he would not care at all.
"Kill!"
Another round of attacks began. Ding Lie, Meng Wenhan, and Duan Xiaowu formed a triangular battle formation and rushed into the dense biological soldiers like fierce tigers coming down the mountain.
Years of living and dying together made their tacit understanding. They were like the sickle of the Grim Reaper, constantly harvesting lives, and the thick smell of blood permeated the entire arena.
This time, the Dragon King did not take action, but silently rested on the side, because he was very clear that Joseph knew his strength and would not naively expect these low-level cannon fodder to kill him.
Therefore, he had to preserve his strength and wait for Joseph to take out his trump card before killing. Ding Ning did not take action this time.
He had been hiding on the side and quietly collecting the energy chips. As a scientific research talent, he was very interested in this kind of energy chips.
If he could study the principle of energy chips, it would be possible to realize one of his ideas, which was to create a puppet army.
There were many ways to refine puppets in the legacy of refining weapons, but it was not difficult to make a puppet. The difficult part was the driving force of the puppet, which was the source of energy.
He had tested that a puppet could at most launch three attacks equivalent to the strength at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm, and it would consume a football-sized spiritual crystal.
This level of consumption was an unbearable burden even for him, who regarded the underwater world as his backyard.
That feeling was equivalent to buying an air conditioner with excellent cooling effect, but he could not use it because he could not afford the expensive electricity bill, which made him feel extremely depressed.
He had also tried to inscribe the Guiding Talisman to recharge, but unfortunately, although it was effective, it took as long as a month to recharge the puppet because of the thin Spiritual Qi on Earth.
If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely be very satisfied with this result. After all, after a month of charging, they would be able to unleash three attacks with the strength of a peak Saint Martial Realm expert. Even a Sacred Gate would be able to use it as a trump card.
But to Ding Ning, this result was extremely useless. After all, the calamity of the Three Realms was about to arrive, and no one knew what kind of powerful enemies they would encounter during the calamity. Puppets at the peak of the Saint Martial Arts Realm were very likely to only play the role of cannon fodder when the calamity arrived.
After all, the fact that there were pericelestial divine guards in the Outer Halls of the three Sacred Halls had given him a wake-up call. It made him realize that Earth was not as simple as it appeared to be.
The outer halls of the three great shrines were already so tyrannical. What about the inner halls of the shrines? Could there be experts in the Divine Transformation Realm?
Moreover, if his guess was correct, just the Three Ominous Sect of the Eight Strange Sects had such unfathomable strength. What about the other five sects? What kind of experts were there?
Even if the other five sects were not as powerful as the Three Ominous Sect, don't forget that there was still the extremely mysterious Five Elements Hidden Armor Sect.
Not to mention the calamity that would sweep through the Three Realms, just the tip of the iceberg that the Three Ominous Sect, which was a branch of the Eight Ominous Sect on Earth, had revealed was already far more powerful than the puppets in the Saint Martial Arts Realm.
Therefore, the appearance of the energy chip gave Ding Ning the hope of refining pericelestial or even Divine Transformation Realm puppets. It would be strange if he did not take the opportunity to collect them.
As for the safety of his father and the others, Ding Ning really did not take it seriously. It was not that he did not care about his father and master, but he firmly believed that as long as he was here, even if the divine sons of the three great shrines gathered together, they would not be able to hurt them, let alone mere biological soldiers.
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Of course, the most important thing was that he could see that the Dragon King was very powerful. He did not know how powerful he was, but since the end of the weapon refinement, apart from Long Yi, only the Dragon King in front of him could make him feel slightly threatened.
It seemed that the Dragon King's memory had been sealed and imprisoned for 20 years, but the Dragon Ball had always been transforming his body, so that his strength did not decrease but increased.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The sound of the energy chip exploding could be heard continuously. The ground was covered with blood, and broken limbs were flying everywhere. It was like hell on earth.
Ding Lie and the other two were covered in blood, but they stood tall like invincible gods of war. There were no more living biological soldiers in front of them.
Ding Ning silently looked at his father's straight back, and a strong curiosity arose in his heart. What level had his father's strength reached?
Because he could feel that after more than an hour of fighting, his father seemed to be tired, but in fact, he had been holding back and had not shown his true strength at all.
He believed that his father would have no problem holding on for another day and night in a battle of this intensity. On the contrary, the Eldest Master and Uncle Xiaowu had consumed a lot of energy. They had already begun to take out elixirs and meditate in the pool of blood to recover their strength.
Therefore, he was very curious about how his father, whose Dantian had been destroyed, could achieve this with only the thin spiritual power circulating in his meridians.
Bang!
The corner door opened again, and the endless biological soldiers surged in like a tide again.
Although Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu had not completely recovered, they immediately stood up and stood side by side with their father, ready to fight.
"Dragon Teeth, rest for a while. I'll do it this time."
The Dragon King's indifferent voice sounded. Without waiting for Ding Lie and the others to reply, he appeared among the biological soldiers like a ghost.
Boom!
The terrifying airwaves surged, and as if a minefield had been detonated, the biological soldiers all exploded. Blood rained down from the sky, and countless pieces of flesh flew everywhere.
The power of one punch was so terrifying.
Only the Dragon King stood proudly at the scene, like a peerless god of war, without a trace of blood on his body. Hundreds of biological soldiers who had just surged in were smashed into a pile of flesh with one punch.
Joseph, who had always been expressionless, was moved for the first time. There was deep fear in his eyes, as well as a firm determination to kill.
He did not dare to imagine that if he let the Dragon King go out alive today to carry out the decapitation operation, he would not be able to see the sun the next day.
Those family patriarchs who had secretly put their hands in Area 51 were collectively petrified. They looked at the Dragon King in horror, their eyes filled with endless fear.
Although they knew that these Bio-warriors were cannon fodder and that there were higher-level Bio-warriors as their trump cards, the Dragon King's inhumanly terrifying punch shook their belief that these high-level Bio-warriors could definitely kill this terrifying enemy for the first time.
Ding Ning looked at the Dragon King, whose face was slightly pale, in surprise, with a puzzled look in his eyes.
Joseph and the others could not see it, but he could feel it very clearly. Although the Dragon King's punch was powerful, it had used up nearly half of his strength.
He could not understand the Dragon King's intention. Shouldn't he save his strength at this time to deal with a stronger opponent? Why did he use such a powerful punch at the expense of his strength?
Not only him, but even his father and the others were confused. They did not know why the Dragon King, who had always been wise, would make such an unwise choice.
"They have installed an energy detector in my body. If I maintain sufficient energy, they will continue to send cannon fodder to exhaust our strength. The longer this drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for us. It's better to let them sense my weakness as soon as possible and get rid of them as soon as possible.
It's better to let them notice my weakness and use their trump card as soon as possible. "
But the Dragon King's extremely soft voice answered everyone's doubts.
"But, your strength has declined …"
Meng Wenhan asked in a low voice, somewhat puzzled.
The Dragon King smiled proudly and sneered, "These barbarians do not know the magic of our Divine Country's martial arts. They self-righteously measure a warrior's strength by the energy in his body. They have no idea that my strongest strength is not my spiritual power, but my physical body that has been modified by the Dragon Ball."
Everyone suddenly understood. Ding Lie suddenly grinned and said, "It just so happens that my strongest strength is not spiritual power, but sabersmanship."
The Dragon King and Ding Lie's eyes met in the air, and they both smiled knowingly.
Ding Ning shook his head and smiled bitterly. He silently mourned for Joseph in his heart. "These Westerners are self-righteous and regard energy as the standard to measure a warrior's strength. Strictly speaking, it's not wrong, but unfortunately, he met the Dragon King and his father, two freaks who don't fight with spiritual power."
"Haha, very good. Dragon King, I admit that your punch is very powerful, but how many of such punches can you make?"
As the Dragon King expected, after the previous panic, Joseph quickly learned from Mason's energy monitoring device that the Dragon King's punch had left him with only half of the energy in his body. Instead of being shocked, he was delighted and said with a teasing expression.
"Won't you know after you try?"
The Dragon King's acting skills were not just for show. His words were heroic, but his eyes flickered with panic. He looked fierce in appearance but timid in heart.
"As you wish."
Joseph was a very paranoid person. He stared at the Dragon King's slightly pale face. Even with the energy monitoring device, he did not rashly take out his trump card. He waved his hand, and another group of biochemical warriors rushed in.
These low-level biochemical warriors were no different from puppets to Ding Lie. They did not have the fear and other emotions that humans should have. Even if they were asked to die, they did not have any resistance and rushed toward the Dragon King like moths to a flame.
"Die!"
Since the Dragon King had made up his mind to draw out his trump card, he naturally did not hold back and threw another punch.
The result was the same as before. This group of biochemical warriors immediately followed in the footsteps of the previous biochemical warriors and became a pile of flesh and blood. The self-explosion of the energy chip had blown them up and killed them.
The Dragon King, who had not been injured in the self-explosion, was injured this time. There was a bloody hole in his shoulder, and blood almost flowed out. He staggered and almost fell to the ground, and his face was pale.
"Dragon King."
Ding Lie and the other two paled and hurriedly rushed forward to support him.
"I can't do it anymore. Find a chance to escape. Don't worry about me."
The Dragon King's face showed despair at the right time, and he said shakily.
"No, we won't give up on you. The Dragon Soul vows that we will never give up or abandon our brothers."
Even though he was acting, his father's face was still solemn and dignified, and he said in a powerful voice.
"We will never give up or abandon our brothers."
Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu seemed to remember the oath they made when they joined the Dragon Soul. Their faces flashed with determination, and they said in unison.
"Hahaha, good. We won't give up or abandon! You are indeed the soldiers of the Divine Land and the soldiers of the Dragon Soul. Today, let's fight side by side and fight our way out. "
The Dragon King was slightly stunned, and his eyes suddenly flashed. He seemed to remember the solemn and solemn oath and laughed boldly.
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