Super God Gene

Hanson also did not answer, the power of eternal curing acts on himself, curing the body under the existing state, let the original water imperial body of the white game cure together, there is no way to continue invading Hanson's cells, and it is difficult to withdraw.

Eternal curing, however, can only maintain the status quo and does not remove the invading water imperial body.

“White game, now you better answer my questions honestly, or I won't be blamed for being ruthless.” Hanson rushed out of the Great Rift Valley to find a hidden place to tell the game.

The white game coldly said: “This prince is not frightened. Although your power has confined the process of origin, your body is also forbidden. It has been in this state for a long time. There can be no further change. You can't do anything about this prince. ”

“Are you really sixteen princes?” Hanson doesn't care about the game either, keep asking.

“If you change your bag, you will naturally know the prince's name.” The white game said in disdain.

“Why did a prince come to the Holy Knight and rob a metal puppet body in the district?” Hanson asked again that he didn't think it was easy.

A place like the Holy Knight's Paradise was prepared for the Kingsguard, and the Prince Princess would not normally come here, much less because of a duke metal puppet body and his level of battle. It was a coincidence that Hanson first came across something like this.

The white game coldly said: “It's not that bitch from Bai Ling Frost who lied to me to come here. Otherwise, the Prince won't have the leisure time to come here. ”

When Hanson heard the words, he realized that White Cream was the Ten Queens, the one who most disagreed with White Vivian.

On second thought, Hanson had just arrived at the station and encountered the white game by accident. Obviously, there would not be so many coincidences, I'm afraid the white thing, and there would be a shadow of white cream behind him.

Although White Cream has not yet been seen, Hanson already has some knowledge of the woman's personality and means.

“White cream asked you to kill me?” Hanson asked again.

“Then no, anyway, that vile bitch, the Prince will make her look good in the future.” The white game obviously didn't want to talk about it anymore, it should have been designed by the white cream to come here, but it ended up eating such a huge loss.

Both Hanson and Bai Ling Frost are now recorded in the little book of white games, trying to kill and then quickly.

“Those are the things to come. Let's talk about us first, shall we? You want to assimilate my body now is impossible, tell me, what are you going to do?” Hanson said softly.

The white game coldly said: “Once the original origin is started, there is no retreat. This process is irreversible. The Prince will assimilate you. Your strength cannot last forever. Your body is the Prince. ”

“Are you sure there's no other way?” Hanson asked seriously again.

“Only you die and I live this way.” The game firmly stated that he was obviously very confident in his myriad techniques of origin.

“I was going to leave you with a way to live, and now that you don't want it, it's my fault.” Hanson sighed softly.

Killing a prince in the Imperial Domestic is absolutely insane and will definitely be pursued by the White King.

There are too many masters of the Imperial Race. Many of Mr. Bai are so proficient in extrapolating and other special genetic abilities. If Hanson doesn't know whether he will be found out if he kills the white game, he has been reluctant to kill him.

Now Hanson has no more choice. Since there is no way to separate the game, just let the White King know that the game is on him, it will definitely help the game assimilate his body, so Hanson can only do it first.

The game scornfully said, "Now that I'm in your cells, it's part of your body, and unless you kill yourself, I'm indestructible. What can you do? ”

“I wish the Whites were as naive as you.” Hanson sighed softly, and the game was indeed the most retarded white family he had ever met, not knowing how many times stronger Bai Wei was.

Not to mention being exploited by the design of White Ling Cream, he is so arrogant that he doesn't know how to live to this day in such a fiercely competitive environment within the Imperial Clan.

“And yes, a retard like that, no one would really care about him, would they?” Hanson's eyes fluttered with a little whitening between his thoughts.

With the opening of that blanched colour, Hansen's body gradually became wrapped in a holy glow, and the original flesh and flesh turned toward the body of the light god.

“How is this possible?” The white game shouted horrifically, finding his native imperial body peeled out of Hanson's cells.

What is even more alarming about the game is that his native water imperial body, in front of that power, actually appears very inferior, genetic disparity, leaving the game with instinctive fear.

“What is that... what power is that... why even my imperial body feels fear... it is impossible... our imperial body is the most powerful body in the world... the most powerful gene... there cannot be a gene stronger than ours...” The white game feels that its origin, the water imperial body, is stripped apart every drop of it, and it is still suppressed by that force, unable to move, the mind is getting more and more frightened, has completely lost the calm just now.

Hanson ignored the white game, the whole body has been completely super deified, in the state of super god, Harson stripped the original water imperial body of the white game.

The genetic evolution of the native aqueous imperial body is high, but in front of the superdivine body, it is just as impurity, and unless absorbed by Hanson, it is impossible to blend into it.

In front of Hansen's super god body, White Game felt its original noble origin, the Water Emperor, as if it had suddenly become a inferior gene, and could only look up to that fearsome nobility.

Every drop of liquid like a fountain is stripped out, under the power of the Super Spirit, while simultaneously purifying every drop of that power.

“No... don't kill me... I can separate out...” White Game finally felt fear, the original power is being rapidly refined by Hanson, he really doesn't understand why a duke has such a terrible power, because absolute power is not very strong, maybe only to the degree of kingship, but the kind of oppression that comes from the genetic sense, let White Game clearly know that the other's genes are higher than his original aquatic body.

“It's too late.” Hanson bluntly said that the power of the Super Spirit was getting stronger and stronger.

Since he had already done so, he would not leave behind any consequences.

“You cannot kill me… I am the sixteen princes… I am the son of the White King… I…” The sound of the white game gradually disappeared, and under the Super Spirit, his native water emperor has been rapidly refined.