The world of war is an extremely terrifying war fortress.

This is a golden metal planet, the whole planet is filled with various high-tech weapons, which can be transformed into terrible damage at any time.

The ruler Mongo, a notorious invader in the universe, his favorite thing is to drive the "World of War" to capture planet after planet, kill civilians, and then enslave powerful fighters to fight for him.

Inside the entire war world is a huge Colosseum. Thousands of powerful slaves who survived from various planets had to kill each other in order to survive.

Mongo's favorite entertainment is to watch the slaves desperately trying to survive for a little bit of time, which makes him feel very fulfilled.

"How about it, Domam, the warriors under my command are very powerful." Mongo sat on the high platform. He had dark skin, a heavy body, and a pair of bloodshot eyes full of violent violence.

"Huh, it's too much difference, it's not worth mentioning. Let's be honest, what do you call me to do with the magic circle." Domam sneered and looked down. An alien warrior holding the opponent's head turned towards the surroundings. The audience screamed loudly.

Mongo suddenly stopped laughing and looked at Domam indifferently, his tyrannical eyes were full of murderous intent, and he made no secret of it. He paused and said: "Domam, we don't know each other for a day or two. In front of me, put away your arrogance."

For Mongo, Domam's luck is always unpleasant. In Mongo's eyes, Domam, who was born on an indigenous planet like the Earth, would not have the right to sit with him if he hadn't gotten the Dark Dimension through shit.

Although he is only a demigod, Mongo is definitely more confident than Domam, the black magician. If Domam's body cannot survive in the dark dimension, Menggo is really not afraid of Domam.

Of course, he is not afraid now.

Domam didn't say a word, his head shrouded in flames occasionally showed arrogant eyes. Wherever he swept across, the guys who yelled out loud shut their mouths and looked up at Domam.

Mongo's mood is even worse.

Domam watched with indifferent calm like a god, and the entire Colosseum gradually calmed down. He didn't dare to make a sound, and was shocked by the inexplicable pressure.

"Once, I was in a **** battle with San Gong Devil."

Domam slowly got up, his voice was extremely calm, and the flames on his head burst out suddenly, soaking half of the Colosseum, and the huge shadow continued to spread, as if to occupy the entire world.

"Not long ago, I punched the Ancient Destruction Day and expelled him from the Dark Dimension."

Dommam said with great dignity.

His voice was transmitted to the entire war world, and countless awe eyes looked at him.

"It's enough!"

Mongo couldn't stand it anymore, and roared to his feet, kicked to the ground in anger, and the high-alloy structure of the floor was directly sunken.

Dommam said slowly: "I once defeated Downey and forced him to cooperate with me. Under my wise leadership, Mephisto was finally killed."

"The great demon from hell, Mephisto, was pinched by me and wailed in pain and died in my hands."

"Even Downey, who came from the earth, regarded me as the enemy of his life."

Domam suddenly turned around, his body skyrocketed again and became taller than Mongo. He lowered his head, his eyes were fierce, and he snarled: "Mongo, as an old acquaintance, what do you pretend to be?"

"Have you pretended to be me?!!! Hmm?!!!"

"I can't bear to hit you, after all, I'm too strong, so strong that I can't control myself, and I'm worried that I will hurt you when I shoot." Dommam leaned forward slightly, looking sincere, "Believe Me, my friend, I have been protecting you from my violent breath."

Looking at it with countless horrified and shocked eyes, Domam's voice spread throughout the war world, and the lives above were extremely shocked, looking at Domam with complicated eyes.

"Menggo-sama's guest... is it so powerful? You deserve to be a legendary man!"

"S~ It's terrible, that lord has such a terrifying record!"

"Look, our master, Mongo, dare not speak and is still shaking?"

"Shhh, keep your voice down, you will be killed by your master."

The slaves whispered and looked at Domam and Mongo with strange eyes.

Mongo trembled, staring at Venus, and his rock-like body was faintly shaking.

"Dommam, are you shameless?" Mongo shivered with anger and couldn't help it. He moved forward, roared, clenched his fists, and the demigod breath erupted, shaking the entire war world.

He had never thought that Domam was so shameless.

What he said... also deceived those stupid guys, can they be deceived at his level?

Too annoying!

Domam sneered: "I know you are jealous, but believe me, Mongo, you won't be me in this life-just because I'm the Dark Lord Domam!"

"If you are not convinced, come directly to the dark dimension to fight against my ontology."

Dommam said quickly, as if he had practiced it thousands of times and was as adept as he was: "Killing this weak clone of me is not a real skill, but defeating my body is a skill."

In the rage, listening to the murmurs of the slaves and the audience, Mongo couldn't help it anymore, growled, and fisted Domam. The latter was directly injured, giving Mongo a contemptuous look, and then disappeared.

The summoning magic circle on the ground slowly dissipated.

Mongo rushed into the Colosseum below angrily, killing hundreds of slaves, and then barely suppressed his anger, and looked at the silent audience around him with satisfaction.

He left the Colosseum and walked quickly toward the depths of the war world.

The world of war comparable to a satellite, the internal space is extremely vast, the more you go in, the stricter the guard, and no one except Mongo is allowed to enter.

But in the deepest part, there was a guy waiting for Mongo.

"Hank Henshaw, I said long ago that there is no need to invite Domam to this kind of stuff. He was a cheeky hundreds of years ago, and now he doesn't even need a face."

Mongo walked up angrily ~lightnovelpub.net~ There was a tyrannical mood in his eyes, and he could kill anyone at any time. He looked at the guy in front of him, making no secret of hostility and disgust.

Hank Henshaw is a man whose whole body has been assembled mechanically, only the small half of his face can barely see the blood.

Not long ago, he arbitrarily broke into the war world, killed many people along the way, and then confronted Mongo to talk.

Hank asks Mongo to drive World of War to do something for him.

revenge.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't come. I didn't expect him at all, a guy who was scared by Downey. And he is also an earthling after all."

Hank's deep voice sounded, and his electronic eyes flashed red:

"I remind you again, don't call my name, I have already abandoned it... You should call me-Superman!" (https:)

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