allendalepharm Chapter 209
Chapter 209
Finally, with a deafening roar, the hatch of the spacecraft opened with a bang. A cold wind from an alien planet, mixed with curiosity and greed for unknown planets, instantly swept the entire cabin, and also blew away the last bit of hesitation in their hearts.
Dales and his men, wearing special combat uniforms, slowly landed on an open plain on Earth. The plain was vast and green, with mountains and clouds in the distance, as if it was the most generous gift from nature.
They took a deep breath and felt the unique fresh air of the Earth, which was the purity and vitality they had never experienced on their own planet.
"Earth is indeed a very good planet!" Dales spoke first, his voice echoing in the empty plains with unquestionable authority. He looked around, his eyes flashing with desire for this land, "Thank Kakarot for leaving us a planet with such rich resources. With the resources on this planet, we can definitely grow a batch of very good spirit tree fruits. By then, the entire universe will be at our feet!"
Hearing this, the subordinates nodded in agreement. Their eyes greedily swept across this vast land, and their minds had already outlined the magnificent scene of spirit tree fruits hanging on the branches.
"Amondo, it's time to show your strength!" Dales' voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.
Then, Dales' eyes were stern, and he gestured slightly to Amondo, his capable subordinate beside him.
Amondo, after receiving the order, he took a step without hesitation, and his figure instantly turned into a residual shadow, rushing straight into the sky. Amondo was suspended in the air, he closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, as if he was having some kind of mysterious communication with the energy in the universe.
As his breathing deepened, the power in Amondo's body began to boil, as if thousands of rivers converged into the sea, surging. He slowly opened his eyes, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.
He gathered this power to his fingertips, and a dazzling light gradually lit up at his fingertips, which was the manifestation of the extreme concentration of energy in his body.
"Energy bomb!" Amondo roared, and the light at his fingertips suddenly burst out, turning into a dazzling yellow beam, like a roaring dragon, with the momentum of destroying the world, rushing towards the plain below.
The yellow beam of light cut through the sky, tearing the air wherever it passed, making a sharp whistling sound, as if even time was frozen by this force. The creatures on the plains looked up at the sky in horror, but could only see the desperate beam getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, a loud noise came, and the whole earth trembled. The huge shock wave spread around, raising smoke and dirt all over the sky.
At this time, Yamcha, under the blue sky, drove his masterpiece, the "Swift Wind" hover car, shuttling between the clouds in a nearly flying posture.
The sun shone through the thin clouds and sprinkled on the streamlined silver shell of the car body, reflecting a dazzling light, like a silver sword that traveled through time and space.
Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Poole, this loyal partner, was looking around excitedly, occasionally making a few crisp calls, as if cheering for this rare free time.
Poole's eyes were full of curiosity and excitement, and his little paws were tightly grasping the edge of the seat, fearing that he would miss any magnificent scenery.
A huge pit with a diameter of tens of meters and a bottomless depth suddenly appeared on the originally flat plain. From time to time, flames and lightning flashed and jumped in the pit, as if the gate of hell had been opened.
However, this tranquility and beauty did not last long. Suddenly, an unprecedented energy fluctuation came from afar, like an undercurrent suddenly surging under the sea, disturbing the calm sea surface.
Yamcha's face suddenly became solemn, and he keenly noticed that there was a hint of ominous breath in the air.
He quickly adjusted his sight and saw that the sky in the distance was torn apart by a sudden light. The light was dazzling, as if it could illuminate the entire universe. Then, there was a deafening explosion, like the wrath of Thor, shaking every inch of space.
"Pool, be careful!" Yamcha yelled, holding the joystick tightly with both hands, and the muscles of his whole body tensed instantly, as if to resist all the sudden crisis.
He prayed in his heart, hoping that this was just a misunderstanding, but the reality cruelly told him that this was no accident.
As the explosion sounded closer, a powerful shock wave swept in like a storm, squeezing and distorting the surrounding air.
Yamcha knew that at this moment, speed was life. He activated all the acceleration devices of the "Wind" without hesitation and pushed the car toThe performance of the vehicle was brought to the extreme.
The hover car seemed to be endowed with life, shuttling flexibly in the air, sometimes flying close to the ground, avoiding the gravel and debris swept up by the shock wave; sometimes climbing suddenly, passing through the clouds, looking for a safe shelter.
Poole was also frightened by this sudden crisis and closed his eyes tightly, but he still hugged the seat tightly and made waves of uneasy cries.
Yamcha could feel Poole's fear and helplessness, but he had no time to stop and comfort him. He could only drive the hover car more attentively and fight a desperate battle with the god of death.
In this life-and-death speed contest, Yamcha relied on his extraordinary driving skills and a deep understanding of the vehicle's performance to escape danger again and again. His eyes were full of determination and indomitable spirit. He knew that as long as he didn't give up, he would be able to find a way to survive.
After a thrilling escape, Yamcha finally found a dense forest as a shelter.
He decisively lowered the height of the hovercraft and landed it steadily on a soft grass.
The moment the vehicle landed, he seemed to be exhausted. He slumped in the driver's seat, gasping for breath, sweat slid down his cheeks, dripped on the broken joystick, and made a "tick-tick" sound.
The branches and leaves of the trees around him were rustling due to the shock wave, and the air was filled with the smell of burning and the fragrance of soil.
"I will never let you go! No matter who you are, no matter where you come from, I, Yamcha, must make you pay the price!" Yamcha slowly stood up and looked at the destroyed plain in the distance with a torch-like gaze. The thick smoke and fire intertwined into a tragic picture, as if telling what had just happened. His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. He knew that all this was the masterpiece of the unknown enemy.
The aftermath of the explosion caused by Amondo's energy lasted for three minutes before gradually subsiding. When the dust settled, the plain under his feet seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. A three-kilometer-long crack suddenly appeared, and its depth was bottomless, like a portal to hell.
Daz, another ruthless subordinate, received Darles' order and took out a green seed from his arms - it was the seed of the spirit tree. Without any hesitation, Daz threw the seed lightly, and it cut through the air and finally disappeared into the darkness of the abyss.