I’m Really An Alchemist

He stretched out his arms and faced the empty flat ground.

Huh!

A short, soft sound.

On the flat ground, a serious stranger with a dark red complexion and gray hair suddenly appeared in a strange costume.

No one saw how he appeared.

The Great Realm King clapped his hands and said enthusiastically, "This is the messenger of the King of the Realm, Mr. Jabeet."

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Chapter 326 Chapter 82 Saiyan Star

Jabeet is the guardian and entourage of the Kaiwang God, and has a decent strength.

It also looks very serious and old-fashioned.

The realm kings did not dare to be careless and greeted respectfully.

Jabeet said solemnly: "I brought the will of Lord Kaiwangshen. In this interstellar war, He has an appointment with Lord God of Destruction, and he will not come to interfere."

As soon as the words came out.

Suddenly there was a commotion.

"Yes, is that Beerus-sama?"

"Is this what Beerus-sama thought?"

As soon as they heard the name of the God of Destruction, the expressions of the world kings became extremely frightened. The God of Destruction, who did whatever he wanted, was a feared existence in the circle of gods.

Jabeet didn't care about the thoughts of the realm kings, he looked directly at the great realm king, and said solemnly: "But the realm king, the Lord, does not want to see the universe fall into the hands of the evil empire, He allows you to intervene in this war. "

For a moment, the realm kings fell silent.

Even if the Kaiju God let them intervene in this war, but only four Kaiwangs, what role can they play in this war?

Can't let them join the battlefield? !

"That...Mr. Jabeet!" The King of the North hugged his stomach and whispered, "If we intervene in the war, will it make Lord Beerus unhappy?"

This is the question that the realm kings are most worried about.

The god's gaze focused on Jabeet's face, and the messenger was still stern.

"The agreement between Lord Beerus and Lord Kaiwangshen is that gods cannot end." Jabeet moved his eyes and stopped on Hewlett-Packard, the warrior behind Nankaiwang, "As long as it's not gods who end up, Lord Beerus won't do this. mean."

Warrior HP was stunned.

The warriors and martial artists who were able to stay with the realm king to practice, all guarded their own world and protected a lot of life before they were able to have a physical body in the underworld and continue to practice.

How many martial artists are there in the underworld who keep their bodies and continue to practice?

In the long history, in the boundless universe, there are countless civilizations, and each civilization will have a so-called hero at a certain stage.

They are strong, they are righteous, they conquer evil.

After they die, they return to the underworld.

What does reincarnation mean? Reincarnation means losing precious memories, losing self-consciousness, and starting all over again with a new identity, but knowing that they can keep their memory and body and practice in the underworld, few people are willing to reincarnate.

These martial arts masters who possessed great power during their lifetime continued to temper their bodies and practice martial arts over a long period of time.

How powerful is the power they possess!

"So it is! This is a good way!"

"But dead beings interfere with the world of the living, which goes against the rules of the universe."

"Yan Luo will not agree either!"

Jiebeit said: "I have conveyed the will of Lord Kaiwangshen. As for whether it can be done and how to do it, it is something that Lord Kaiwang should consider, so please forgive me and retire."

This serious and old-fashioned messenger bowed meticulously and disappeared into the air.

The realm kings quarreled.

"Quiet!"

The Great Realm King stomped his foot hard, and the invisible waves spread instantly, causing the entire Great Realm King to shake slightly.

"Are you planning to participate in the war on earth?"

"Are you willing to see the Kurds rule the four galaxies?"

He questioned twice in a row, causing the world kings to shut their mouths with red faces.

"I will discuss this matter with King Yama, and you will each go back to summon martial artists, but I know that you are secretly gathering powerful warriors."

The realm kings laughed awkwardly and fled.

The Great Realm King shook his head deeply in disappointment, then got into the car and flew to the Yama Palace.

In the end, after negotiation, the method of affecting the human world was determined.

Every heroic martial artist can stay in the human world for only twenty-four hours. Helpless, the four realm kings have a lot of martial arts, so King Yama can only recognize it with his nose.

 …

"Go to die, go to die, go to die!!!"

It is another battlefield where war is raging and corpses are scattered everywhere. Warriors from the Frozen Empire are flying in the sky, and the high-energy qigong **** condensed in their palms can easily destroy the armed forces of the Galactic Empire.

The soldiers of the Galactic Empire held machine guns, back to back, and roared wildly.

The machine gun spewed infinite fire.

But these bullets were easily dodged by the smiling warriors.

The soldiers flying from all directions surrounded the remaining troops, pressing them step by step to the point where they could hardly breathe.

"Why, why are there such monsters in the world!"

The young soldier could not accept the cruel reality.

They yearn to protect their family and the country, train themselves day after day, strictly control their diet, exercise, and practice the use of various weapons.

but.

In this unreasonable universe, there are such monsters.

They are born with powerful strength, the crystallization of human wisdom is vulnerable in front of them, and everyone has the destructive power of nuclear weapons.

As if the entire universe is favoring such a race!

"go to hell!"

The favored warrior floated in mid-air, and swirling white energy waves gathered in his palms.

They laughed, they were wild, they were excited.

Until a figure suddenly appeared in front of the desperate soldiers, and used his body to carry dozens of energy waves that were enough to destroy the building.

"Don't worry!"

"Ask why, because I'm here!"

It was a brave and proud young man who carried the energy wave, but was unscathed. He was wearing a self-cultivating martial arts uniform, full of muscles, and a halo appeared on the top of his head.

The martial artist from the underworld stared at the sky with sharp and angry eyes.

At this point, the Galactic Empire's counterattack has officially started!

 …

"Is this the Saiyan's home planet?"

Trunks, who was standing on the deck, looked at the gray planet in front of him, and his tone raised a strong doubt.

"It is also your home planet. Whether you agree with it or not, there is an inseparable connection with your bloodline."

Zhou Qiwei raised his hand, and a gleaming white phantom appeared in front of him.

Various data began to refresh and flicker.

"The volume of the planet is 34 times that of the earth, and its gravity is 314N/kg, which is 32 times that of the earth. It is true that a fighting nation can be raised here."

"Continental plates have been hit so many times that the biosphere is almost wiped out."

"Tsunami, volcanoes, and earthquakes are common occurrences on the planet. On the most frequent day, there will be three major earthquakes of magnitude 10 or higher, and the plates are as fragile as compressed biscuits."

Zhou Qi withdrew the spell and was very surprised that the planet had not yet disintegrated.

He turned his head and smiled at Trunks, who was holding his breath and seemed helpless.

"If it weren't for the volcanic ash covering the global atmosphere so that your ancestors couldn't see the full moon, or this group of Saiyans wouldn't have waited for the chance to leave the planet, they would have died from the collapse of their parent star."

What Trunks wanted to say, he looked at the gray planet covered in volcanic ash and was on the verge of destruction, and finally he could only sigh.

A transparent barrier emerged from the Ark of Crossing Stars, smashed through the layers of volcanic dust, and landed on the surface of the planet.

The ark landed on the pitch-black surface.

This place was obviously destroyed by volcanic magma, there are strange-shaped magma rocks everywhere, no vegetation or animals can be seen, and the air with a strong smell of sulfur can still be breathed.

Zhou Qi stepped on the ground and felt the lingering dragon pulse in the earth.

"Trunks, please take a look at the situation of these violent elements first." Zhou Qi cast a spell to purify the air on himself, and shook his head dissatisfiedly: "Being able to play your home planet like this, It's a talent!"

Although Trunks identifies himself as an Earthling, he cannot deny the existence of Saiyan blood.

Just seeing this apocalyptic scene made him feel uncomfortable, and in a low voice, he flew into the sky and galloped away towards the breath he was sensing.

"Fine."

Zhou Qi stretched out his hand and grabbed it slightly, with a strong greenery overflowing from his palm.

"First find a way to save this planet!"

 …

Trunks was filled with unspeakable emotions.

He originally thought that a hybrid born on earth like himself would not have feelings for the Saiyan's home planet, but in fact, when he stepped on this land, he did feel the intimacy of blood connection.

Then came anger.

Angry at the suffering of the home planet.

Filled with this anger, the aura around Trunks suddenly increased sharply, sweeping the filthy air containing all kinds of harmful particles, and came to the concentration point of the sensed breath.

This is the only part of the planet where green remains.

There are also a small number of animals, and there is a source of drinking water.

A large number of extremely manic and ferocious beings were concentrated in the shacks and thatched cottages that were randomly built.

These lives also felt the arrival of Trunks.

Dozens of powerful breaths rose from the ground, like shells out of their chambers, swept through the wind and rushed towards Trunks.

"Unfamiliar faces, purple hair?"

"Hey, why is his hair purple?!"

Surrounding Trunks were all black-haired and black-eyed adult men in fur coats with gray tails. Their strong muscles were full of scars from fighting, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

Saiyan.

For the first time, Trunks has seen so many Saiyans. He has the same hair color as his father and Mr. Goku, and also has a tail unique to Saiyans.

It's just...

He didn't see Mr. Wukong's peace or father's pride from these Saiyans.

All that can be seen is the violence and killing in the expression.

"Which tribe are you from!"