Chapter 639: The Summons

Little Black waited for when the laughter and commotion would die down before he continued with what he needed to say.

"FOOL! You should look at yourself in the mirror! You are way uglier than I am!"

"NO! YOU! I have had 3,245,859 lovers and counting! How much do you have?!"

"Definitely more than you! But most of all, I absolutely have a bigger dick than you!"

"I don't believe that at all! Come! Show me! And Let us compare sizes!"

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Alas, the quarrel continued and even escalated from this point.

From a lewd dick size contest, the two went into a slapping competition next and there was no doubt that it would go on for a long long time with how overly creative the Misara Race were.

"All right! Awuasiako! Vioqathis!"

"Let me finish what I have to say first!"

"You can fight after I'm done!" Little Black had to intervene at this point. If not, the day would end and these two would still go on debating anything under the sun.

"I'm sorry, Krurvikey. It's Awuasiako's fault!"

"How is it my fault?! You were the one who started it!"

"No! You! I have everyone as my witness here!"

"I can't believe that you have the guts to lie in h..."

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Thus, the funny duo resumed their fight once more which made Little Black sigh in exasperation. The two had been great friends and enemies even in the past.

"Okay! This is our benefactor's message!" In the end, Little Black chose to begin even in the presence of these pair of clowns in the background.

"Our benefactor wanted us to stay on this planet for good."

"This would provide as a very safe shelter for us all." Little Black started with these words.

"But I want to travel and see places!"

"Don't tell me that our benefactor is the same as that lying crow?!" Two voices rang in protest at once. One should know that the Misara Race loved to fly in the vast universe.

They did not want to experience getting imprisoned again like in the past. In fact, if not for this happy reunion, most of them would have earlier explored the cosmos once more.

"Wait! Let me finish!" Little Black shouted. The seething audience calmed down in the end.

"The offer only stands for those who want to stay here."

"To those who wish to go, they are free to leave at any time." Little Black finally completed his quest and he could see the immediate results of his words at this time.

"I knew that our benefactor is truly one of a kind!"

"He only has our safety and well being in his heart!"

"Long live our benefactor! Long live our benefactor!" The millions of Misara Race in attendance all rejoiced and after that, a much livelier party commenced before them.

It did not need saying that Awuasiako and Vioqathis took a whole lot of the spotlight on their exciting friendly dispute.

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One year and a few days later, our bored gamer received a summon from his slave Dark Crow.

"It seemed like I would have to stretch my muscles and bones today."

Clark muttered once he got the message. He then slowly stood up from the bed and left a note nearby. He and Nicole were still at Planet Liberty and were quite enjoying their stay so far.

Since there were no other pressing matters that our good gamer needed to attend, he could afford to waste time in this place.

After one last look at the slumbering figure of Nicole, Clark then left this luxurious room in silence.

"Are you already leaving, Mister Fisher?" A graceful lady asked at the only point of entrance and exit on the planet.

Although Clark could have broken the void and traveled through it but he did not trust his expertise in such complex means.

One should know that our bored gamer has no mastery of the basic elements of the world. Much less that of the void and its myriad changes.

Thus, he can only take the trip the old fashioned way.

"Only for a moment. I'll be back before the day ends." Clark replied.

"Have a safe journey ahead, Mister Fisher."

"We shall keep Miss Rogers company in your absence." The attendant smiled and then a blinding light descended onto the form of the man before him.

"I bet you will." Clark chuckled after he arrived on the bridge of Jailbird 26771. A greedy light ate his body once more and this time, he materialized just outside of the warship.

"BOOM!" Without ado, he ravaged through the distances and flew tens of millions of light years away in just one breath.

A full minute passed and our bored gamer stopped to gaze at a magnificent image of war. It was one Dark Crow against a swarm of machines!

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

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Epic bombings could be seen as top grade metals would scatter into scrap debris as an ancient wind thrashed everything on its path.

What was surprising to note was how all these broken pieces would turn into a liquid and then transform into a complete whole thereafter.

Thus, the race was online once again as the army of intelligent mechas resumed its search and destroy mission.

This giant robotic horde was exactly the neighbors of both the human Alliance and the Thephri. This was of course none other than the Aldris Race.

"PEW!"

"PEW!"

"PEW!" Many kinds of high tech deadly weapons came at Dark Crow but the latter easily avoided them all.

But the pure fact that Dark Crow was intent on dodging them meant that these weapons were not as simple as they seem.

"Time to get to work." Clark whispered as he crashed into the party in the next moment.

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!" Thousands of these large mechas exploded one after another. And this was on the result of one kick from our very own protagonist.

Alas, a pair of competent snipers from the Aldris army took this chance to fire.

"BANG!" Clark's chest blossomed in blood.

"BANG!" The next shot was targeted right between his brows.