Chapter 124 Thragg: He used all my tricks!
"Now, I order you..."
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Thragg’s voice suddenly rose, filled with monstrous rage.
"Take this traitor down for me!!!"
However, the only response he received was silence.
Not a single Viltrumite moved.
They simply stood in front of Thragg.
They weren’t stunned; it was clear they didn’t hold him in any regard.
These people used their own bodies to form a human wall.
During The Great Purge, no one came to save them; they could only fight to the death!
When the scourge virus broke out, the entire Planet Viltrum was helpless. Only Lucas, without resting for a single second, saved them from the brink of death.
The Viltrumites lacked love.
Emperor Argall united all the Viltrumites, gave them honor, and made them famous throughout the galaxy.
But the Emperor did not give them love.
Everything was for the Empire. Under the iron hoof of the Empire’s advance, every individual life was but a tiny part.
Yet, there was someone who regarded this insignificance as a treasure.
Therefore, for our King!
Thragg laughed in anger.
"Good."
"Very good."
"You bought-off traitors! How pathetic!"
Belesa sneered.
"Bought off?"
"Thragg, you underestimate the King."
"If the King wanted to conquer us, He wouldn’t need such methods."
"He could defeat Conquest head-on."
"He could defeat everyone present by himself!"
"His strength never relied on petty schemes, but on open, honorable combat!"
"Why would He resort to the despicable trick of poisoning?"
Belesa stepped forward, fearless, looking directly at the Regent.
"You actually use the basest speculation to insult a true powerhouse."
"You are the truly despicable one!"
"Insolent!!!"
Thragg was thoroughly enraged.
As the mighty Regent, when had he ever been so openly defied and humiliated by a mere female warrior?
It was lawless!
Were these people rebelling?
He violently tore off his cape and threw it hard onto the ground.
"A bunch of turncoats who acknowledge a thief as their father!!!"
His eyes turned blood-red, and he let out a beast-like roar at the crowd.
The next instant, Thragg’s figure suddenly vanished.
Fast!
Too fast!
So fast that the vast majority of Viltrumites present couldn’t even catch his afterimage.
By the time everyone reacted...
That tall figure had already appeared before Belesa.
Thragg brought his palm down, aiming straight for Belesa’s head.
He wanted to make an example of her!
He wanted to kill this female warrior who dared to humiliate him right in front of everyone.
Belesa’s pupils constricted.
She didn’t even have time to react.
She couldn’t block this move!
Belesa had fought Lucas countless times, and only Lucas had ever displayed such terrifying suppression.
The shadow of death obscured her vision.
It was over!
Belesa closed her eyes!
Actively welcoming death!
Her only regret was that she hadn’t been able to bear a powerful offspring for the King!
But the next second, the expected excruciating pain and death did not arrive.
"Bang!"
A loud explosion burst forth.
Thragg’s palm, which was powerful enough to shear off a meteorite, was steadily caught by a hand.
That hand reached out from behind Belesa, fingers spread open, perfectly gripping Thragg’s descending palm.
Two terrifying forces collided violently the moment they made contact.
"Boom!"
A ring of wind pressure radiated outward, almost visible to the naked eye.
What terrifying power!
The ruins beneath their feet were blown away by a layer by the wind, and the surrounding Viltrumites instinctively blocked.
A few breaths later, these people looked shocked.
What a joke!
The Regent, who was so powerful that one dared not look him in the eye—his attack actually hadn’t worked?
The person who had caught the palm was none other than Lucas.
His figure was tall, almost on par with the Regent, and his muscles were much broader than when he had arrived; there were even a few wisps of fuzz above his lip.
Lucas had long since finished healing Conquest.
His speed was fast; the moment Thragg moved, he had already charged toward Belesa.
A hint of chill appeared in both their eyes.
"Thragg, it seems you haven’t eaten! With such weak strength, you still want to kill my people?"
Lucas spoke slowly, revealing his stark white teeth.
Thragg pulled his hand, but it was tightly gripped by Lucas and wouldn’t budge!
"Insolent!"
Thragg yanked his hand back, finally breaking free, and immediately turned with a kick.
That kick was both fast and heavy.
It landed squarely on Lucas’s chest.
"Bang!"
Lucas was kicked flying backward, tracing a long arc in mid-air, but suddenly stopped at a certain point!
He just hovered steadily in mid-air, feeling the power of Thragg’s kick.
Then he calmly brushed the dust off his battle robe.
That kick was quite heavy; it gave him internal bleeding, but being cool is a lifelong matter!
Lucas smacked his lips.
"Still the same thing, Thragg. During The Great Purge, we were all fighting, but you seem to have been sleeping. Haven’t you eaten?"
Lucas hooked his finger.
"If you haven’t eaten, I can let you kick me three times for free."
The entire ruin was silent.
All the Viltrumites stared blankly at the figure in mid-air.
He took a kick from the Regent and was completely unscathed?
The Regent was even stronger than Conquest; he had fought countless victorious battles and had also climbed up from the bottom step by step.
Even Emperor Argall recognized his combat prowess.
Could it be... that the great Lucas is even stronger than the Regent?
The gazes of those female Viltrumites were already so thick they could spin silk.
The great Lucas hadn’t even grown a beard yet.
For the long-lived people of Planet Viltrum, his age was like that of a child, yet his combat power was already stronger than the Regent!
Lucas’s future was simply immeasurable!
He might be the strongest single combatant in the history of Planet Viltrum!
Unlike the surrounding Viltrumites, Thragg’s anger had almost solidified into reality.
A traitor suspected of releasing the virus, so young, yet so powerful!
And he refused to submit to him!
Thragg had the honor of a warrior, but at this moment, he only felt endless humiliation.
"You’re courting death!"
Thragg kicked off the void, and his figure vanished instantly.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Lucas.
But Lucas was faster than him.
Only an idiot would take three kicks for free.
Thragg’s strength was not weak; he was much stronger than Conquest, making Lucas feel increased pressure.
The moment Thragg charged, Lucas’s fist was already ready.
He suddenly pulled his elbow back—a movement that could be called slight—yet it stirred up a terrifying wind pressure.
"Whoosh!!!"
That wind pressure formed an invisible vortex, and even Thragg’s massive body was forcibly sucked toward Lucas.
Thragg’s pupils constricted.
Holy shit!
Isn’t this my move?
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