My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 170 - 126: Desperation! Kulus vs. Sea Giant!

Chapter 170: Chapter 126: Desperation! Kulus vs. Sea Giant!

King-level creatures, bare-handed, twenty percent power.

Marquis was initially stunned, but then a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

The strongest aspect of the War Lizard Race isn’t power, but defense!

His dragon scales, muscles, and bones are incredibly tough, rough and thick-skinned in every way.

The Sea Giant in front of him is terrifying, but with only twenty percent power, Marquis felt he could withstand it... at least he wouldn’t die.

The Giant Race also has many bloodline branches.

Titan Giants, Mountain Giants, Ancient Giants... among them, Sea Giants are considered a relatively weak bloodline.

"Your words must count!" Marquis shouted fiercely, his body slightly sunk, two sturdy massive arms crossed in front of his chest, muscles high and bulging, in a defensive stance, "If I withstand one punch from you, you will let me and my wife go, come on."

"Gulala~"

Basil laughed heartily, tossed away the Tyrant’s Hammer in his right hand, and clenched his fist: "Of course it counts, here I come~"

Boom!

A punch was thrown, the air instantly warped.

The naked eye couldn’t see clearly the motion or trajectory of the punch, fast as a stream of light.

Before he reacted, a huge deep blue fist, accompanied by the Heaven and Earth Destruction Power, came crashing down.

Just a "poof" sound was heard.

Marquis’ strong body exploded entirely, his head, neck, chest, shoulders, arms, waist, thighs, tail... all blasted into tens of thousands of pieces of mangled flesh under that terrifying force, blood raining down.

Boom!

The rampant fist wind did not diminish, even lifted the roof behind, the shockwave shattered half a building.

This Sea Giant, like swatting a fly, effortlessly killed the "Mad Dragon" Marquis.

"Gulalalala~"

Basil bathed in the blood rain, laughed heartily, fierce and terrifying, finally found some fun.

"Report to Lord Basil, we have captured several humans!"

Suddenly, a group of pirates dragged several people, arriving beside the Sea Giant.

The Blood Corpse Pirates planned to loot the entire city, and the hotel where the Treasure Pavilion exploration team was located naturally did not escape unscathed.

Before diving undersea, Ding Xuezhu assigned a few employees to remain at the base camp, most of which were captured by the pirates, not many escaped.

"They are from the Blessed Treasure Pavilion Company, here to the Naga Race to develop an underwater relic," the pirate subordinate reported respectfully, "Hundreds of them went out to sea on submarines."

"Don’t harm me, we... we are from the Human Federation!" a middle-aged man quickly raised both hands, trembling as he spoke: "We are international friends, absolutely neutral, not involved in the Naga Race’s internal conflict."

"Yes, yes, we are international friends, have you seen Ji Hongfeng’s movies? He is an international superstar of the Human Federation, and we are friends with him..." another person hurriedly begged for mercy.

"So annoying, noisy!"

Whoosh~

A giant arm swept across, the Sea Giant stretched out his palm, grabbed four people at once, and stuffed them into his huge mouth, bulging with the bite, crunching a few times, then swallowed...

An enormous amount of crimson human blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah!"

Only one human remained, scared so much his eyes rolled back, fainted.

This savage monster, actually ate international friends alive!

"Burp~"

Basil belched, then looked down at the pirate subordinate, asking: "That Blessed Brother, does he have a notable background?"

"Blessed Treasure Pavilion," the pirate respectfully replied, "is a very powerful international commercial group, its business spans the globe! A single project’s investment from this company could buy us ten warships."

"Oh?!" Basil’s eyes lit up, "This Brother Blessed, is he rich?"

"Extremely, extremely, extremely rich!"

The pirate used three "extremely" to describe the Treasure Pavilion’s extravagant degree:

"If we can capture all the people from the Treasure Pavilion exploration team, then seize the relic too, extorting hundreds of billions shouldn’t be difficult. We couldn’t earn so much even by plundering twenty seaport cities.

... Just not easy to provoke.

Although Treasure Pavilion is a private company, not an official Human Federation enterprise, it has wide connections and strong power. I suggest you and Lord Alex consult the group leader first."

This pirate showed professionalism, having such knowledge about international major enterprises, was definitely well-studied.

"Gulala~ Why bother the group leader?" Sea Giant Basil laughed three times, arrogantly said, "I don’t care what mother company it is, the North Sea is our territory, even if a Giant Dragon comes, it has to behave obediently for me!"

Though he’s six meters six tall, seeming like a reckless brute and battle maniac, he wasn’t entirely brainless.

The mighty dragon doesn’t press down local snakes.

If Treasure Pavilion were an official organization of the Human Federation, he might have some apprehension.

After all, the warships, cannons, and other heavy weapons the pirates rely on, despite being purchased from illegal arms dealers, originate from human technology, produced within the Human Federation.

The consequences of offending the Human Alliance Military are beyond what ordinary people can bear.

But Treasure Pavilion is merely a private commercial company, and its headquarters are so far away, beyond reach.

In the Naga Race, not even the government troops dare provoke their Blood Corpse Pirates.

This pirate group has more than eight Saint Kings.

Its leader is an Emperor Level unrivaled power, one of the Five Emperors of the North Sea.

Under his command, there are over thirty King-level strongmen like Basil and Alex.

Over a thousand warships, and a multitude of Lord Levels!

There are seven countries in the North Sea.

They annually go "shopping" in the Seven Kingdoms, plundering along the way, where they go, what they rob, then return fully loaded... the governments’ troops don’t dare to make a sound.