Super God Gene

“What's going on? Are you, like me, a silver nucleus?” Hanson looked at the woman in green with some surprise and asked, "This is really a little different from the gene bank he came into before.

“Didn't I tell you? The genetic nucleus has been modified, and we are entering another genetic battlefield, within which no matter what level of organism is present, your district has just moved up to the silver level of the genetic nucleus, and most of the organisms encountered here are dead.” The woman in blue leaked her mouth and said.

“What level of gene nucleus are you?” Hanson laughed and asked.

“I'm a gemstone-grade gene nucleus, and I'm just one step away from being promoted to super.” The woman in blue said proudly.

So does Hansen, who thinks she's about the same size as Hansen, so Hansen also thinks she should be a gem nucleus.

Instead of walking out of the transfer array, Hanson took the umbrella and tried to open the transfer array again, sending it out from here.

Anyway, he has completed the task of the Son of Resurrection. Gu Duncheng has no reason to kill him again. He now transmits it and consults with Gu Duncheng. Maybe he can leave the underworld shelter and restore his freedom.

If she doesn't agree, just send it in again.

But Hanson found something unexpected, and the transmission array didn't respond at all, as if it had broken.

“Don't waste any more time. This genetic battlefield is inaccessible unless a genetic nuclear tablet is found before it can be transmitted again. But next to the genetic nuclear tablet, which is the most dangerous place, there must be powerful people waiting in the dark for the creatures they want to send out to die.” The woman in green looked at Hanson coldly and said.

“Why so troublesome?” Hanson had to frown slightly.

The woman in blue leaked her mouth and said, "Now you regret not listening to me and running away with me, right? ”

Hanson smiled and looked at the woman in blue and said, "Now that we're friends, can you at least tell me your name? It can't always be you and yours. It sounds so weird. ”

“Who's with you, you coward? If it weren't for your low nuclear grade, I'd have killed you and devoured your gene nucleus.” The lady in blue goes outside when she's finished.

Hanson didn't mind either, following the ladies in green.

If the Green Woman really wanted his life, she wouldn't come out when Haunted Moon was going to kill him.

Hanson just stood outside for a while before sending it in. If the woman in blue wasn't waiting for him, she should have gone far already.

“It doesn't matter if you're not with me, let me know the name? Otherwise I'll see you later, it's all you, your name, how ugly.” Hanson walked next to the woman in blue.

“Undermoon.” The woman in blue said lightly.

“Bright moon, what a good name. People are as good as their names. Beautiful makes the stars all gloomy.” Hanson smiled.

The woman in green glanced at him: "It is the underworld, not the light of the next moon, the meaning of the underworld moon. ”

“The undermoon... the undermoon... how does the name resemble the ghost moon?” Hanson read it twice.

“What do you mean, I'm like her, she's just imitating my name, okay?” The undermoon skipped its mouth and said.

Hansen followed the underwater moon, who said he looked down on Hansen, but didn't say he didn't want to go with him, nor was he as silent as he used to be in the painting.

It's just that when two people talk, Ultimate Moon can't get past Hansen. From time to time, Hansen is ironic. Hansen just laughs and doesn't argue.

Just after crossing a mountain, they both stopped. After a glance, the undermoon stared at the direction of the valley. Cold voice: “Now that you're here, come out and try to reckon with us, you're wrong. ”

The sound of the Undermoon had just fallen and a heavy hoof was heard in the valley.

Soon after, two people saw a man in a heavy armor walking out of the valley with a red crystal gun and a red eye in his eyes.

“It's a genetic warrior!” Undermoon stared at the heavy armored horse and said.

“What is a genetic warrior?” Hanson asked.

“Organisms that grow in the genetic battlefield, in themselves, can be counted as gene nuclei, killing them as well as absorbing the nuclei that enhance them.” Pluttonous, "he said," but genetic warfare is rare, and once it does, it won't be too low, or at least golden, and this one should look like a gemstone, just killing it, absorbing the reinforcing nucleus of my genes. ”

Saying, the umbrella in the hand of the Undermoon swung, as the wind rushed towards the heavy armored man.

The heavy armored horse ran off with four hooves, and the red crystal gun in his hand waved simultaneously, blocking the umbrella of the undermoon.

Boom!

At the point where the umbrella meets the gun, a horrific force explodes, blowing up all the rocks around it and forming a deep pit.

But the next second, the umbrella in the hand of the Undermoon opened suddenly, and between the rotations of the umbrella surface, it seemed to form a terrible suction, pulling the heavy armored man over the umbrella surface.

The heavy armored horse struggled to retreat, but couldn't resist that terrible suction, and was sucked into the umbrella step by step.

When the heavy armored horse was completely sucked in, the undermoon stopped the spinning umbrella. Hanson took a closer look and issued an additional painting of the heavy armored horse on the umbrella surface, flexibly appearing as if it were real.

No, it should be said that it is a living life.

“Amazing ability, when Mizuki fought me, if she used that ability, maybe I'd become a painting on the umbrella, just like that horse.” Hansen was in shock.

In retrospect, Hanson was a little depressed: “It's also an umbrella nucleus. Why is my umbrella defensive? I wonder if there has been any new change in its ability since it was promoted to the silver grade. ”

Hanson looked at the umbrella in his hand and evolved into a silver grade, and it didn't seem to have changed in any way, or was it that dark and quaint look.

Hanson was still looking at his umbrella and suddenly heard another hoof in the valley, but this time it wasn't just a heavy armored horse.

The sound of the hoof burst, like a million horses penetrating, soon saw a large group of heavy armored horses rushing out of the valley like a flood.

“Didn't you say genetic warfare is rare? What the hell is going on?” Hanson's face changed dramatically, even if he was strong enough to face such a group of heavy armored horses, I'm afraid he's not his opponent.

“How do I know I haven't been here, and I've heard other spirits say it.” The undermoon is also depressing.

Hanson stopped talking, turned around and ran, and the undermoon was no slower than he was, and the heavy armored horses behind them, one with a red crystal gun, came running like a mudslide, fast and terrible.