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Chapter 745 Everyone has their own plans

"Naba, yes, let's call him Naba! Treasure? Really, let him come over."

"Your Majesty!" Naba knelt down on his knees without restraint, holding a gleaming sword in his hand.

"I am grateful to the king for taking you in. I have nothing to repay, so I came here to offer you a treasure!" His voice was like a bell, and all the soldiers patrolling in the distance looked over.

The Kurdish king is not afraid of Nabal coming to assassinate him. The strength gap between the two sides is too big. Even if he stands still, Nabal's 4,000 combat power cannot break through his defense.

The Kurdish king stood up and took the sword. He often went to collect treasures from all over the universe and had a first-class vision.

The extraordinary nature of this sword can be seen at a glance.

"It is made of Cassin steel. The casting process seems to be the method of Southern Galaxy. It must be from the hands of a famous craftsman. Hey, this sword seems to have killed some terrible life forms. It is really amazing..." He held the sword

, I flipped my wrist from time to time, and I felt that the weight of the sword was just right, and the blade was so sharp that it seemed like it could cut through the air even if I didn't use any force.

"It is indeed a good sword. Does it have a name?"

Naba lowered his head: "It's called the Sword of the Brave."

"What a name. There must be an interesting story in it. I like this gift very much."

Although the Kurdish King is not as clear-cut about rewards and punishments as Frieza, it cannot be said that he would just let his subordinates serve as death squads after offering him a heavy treasure.

He pondered for a moment: "There is no need to worry about Frieza. I told him that you can follow me from now on."

"Thank you for taking me in!" At a certain moment, Naba actually had the idea of ​​betraying "Vegita" and then working for the Kurdish King.

However, when he looked at the subordinates of the Kurdish King, these cosmic people looked at him with extremely unkind eyes. He was alone and had no backers. If he joined the team here, he would definitely be excluded and discriminated against. He could tolerate these things, but he was afraid of being thrown away.

Go out and be a scapegoat, or simply be sent out on a fatal mission.

After some hesitation, he still strengthened his belief and continued to hang out with "Vegeta"!

The Kurdish king had just received the sword, like a child who had received a new toy. Seeing that his men had suffered a lot of casualties, he immediately wanted to test the sword.

"Get out of the way."

The men ran away in a hurry.

The Kurdish king didn't hold on to his energy. He looked at the door full of samsara eyes, mobilized 50% of his 120 million combat power, and then slashed out with a sword!

The magnificent sword light seemed to split the entire alien space into two. This light came and went quickly. After the vision returned to normal, the door was also cut in half diagonally. The many reincarnation eyes on the door were here.

It shattered into balls of powder under the power of the sword.

"What a good sword, what a good sword!" The Kurdish king praised him repeatedly. He waved, and Naba followed immediately.

The boundary tree looks a bit like a banyan tree, and the crown looks like an apple tree.

Because this Boundary Tree is only cultivated from a branch of the main body, at first glance, it does not give the impression of grandeur or hugeness. In fact, this thing is not short, but it lacks the "temperament" of the main body.

There is something in the heart of the tree that is like a heart, "dongdongdong", sending out waves of irregular vibrations.

Otsutsuki Shimei had tried every means to cultivate this thing and spent a lot of effort. As soon as the Kurdish King took a step forward, he saw countless vines wrapping around him from all directions.

These are all parasitic plants on the world trees. They have a premonition of their own doom. Some vines even spit out clouds of gray mist at the cost of their own disintegration.

"Messy things." The Kurdish king didn't care about these. He just waved his hand and crushed more than 90% of the vines.

Many of his subordinates, including Nappa, joined the battle to eliminate the remaining vines.

The Kurdish king looked at the boundary tree, sneered, and ordered his men to bring over the metal container containing Potala's earrings.

"Your Highness, please begin." He said to the earrings.

Ino, who was hiding among a bunch of soldiers, felt the emotion of the remnant soul of Saikaiōgami, which was disgust.

This boundary tree is a bit too dilapidated and dirty.

How much of the body's previous strength can it reshape in this way? One percent? Or two percent?

The remnant soul of the Western Kaiōgami is also worried that she will be contaminated by the evil in the Kaiju tree, but now that the arrow is on the string, she has no choice.

The earrings exuded a pale golden light, and then this golden light quickly merged into the boundary tree, and the heartbeat in the heart of the tree began to tremble like crazy.

The sounds of "Dongdongdong" formed a line, causing the entire alien space to tremble together.

The roots of the world tree rooted in the entire alien space began to wither, and all the vitality gathered in the heart of the tree. King Kurd and Ino were both bright and dark, waiting patiently for the changes. After a short time, a person appeared in the heart of the tree.

The fruit shape is convex with a fairly obvious outline.

The King of the West is about to be reborn!

This goddess also knew that she needed to race against time, so she sped up the recovery process, at the cost of the world tree shrinking visibly to the naked eye.

The apple tree-like crown dropped a large number of leaves, the trunk shrank crazily, and the roots seemed to have been dried for hundreds of years, breaking away from the soil one after another, and shattered when the wind blew.

"King Kurd, I need your help." The voice of the King of the West came from the heart of the tree.

This was a previous agreement between the two parties. The Kurdish king waved his hand, and his men held the life liquid extracted through a complicated process the size of a gasoline barrel, and poured it on the tree trunk one barrel after another.

The whole process lasted a full day.

Saikaioshin found that she could not follow the normal process of first forming a golden fruit and then becoming a core being, so she could only use the most extreme method.

"Ah——!" A piercing scream sounded from the heart of the tree.

Her two hands first reached out from the heart of the tree, then her head and shoulders, and finally she used both hands to claw at the trunk of the tree, trying to pull her entire body out of the boundary tree.

The Kurdish king's expression kept changing, and he clenched his hands, obviously waiting for the best opportunity.

"It's now! Young man, help me!" The remnant soul of Kaioshin shouted to Ino in his perception.

Ino ordered Nappa, hero, the time has come for the Saiyans to take revenge!

Naba's legs were trembling. In fact, he didn't have the courage to fight back at this moment, especially when he had to be the first one, but Ino had left a thought in his mind long ago.

Suddenly, his parents, brothers and sisters suddenly appeared in Naba's mind. He came from a famous family and had many family members. Even if they had a very bad relationship with each other, they were his family members who were connected by blood after all. They were a whole family.

Son, except for himself, everyone was slaughtered by Frieza.



The endless anger suppressed the fear, and he suddenly shouted loudly. Everyone, including the Kurdish King, looked at the bald man.

Are you okay? Why are you convulsing?

Naba's bald head was so dazzling at this moment. He gritted his teeth, put his hands in front of his forehead, and converted all the energy in his body into light energy, and then released it all at once.

"Sun Fist!——!"


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