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Chapter 642 Race against time
It was an exquisite headdress. If Yang Le had seen it in a souvenir shop at the airport, he would have paid for it. But at this moment, it was being worn on the head of his enemy, and it was very obvious that the enemy had gained some kind of power after wearing the headdress.

Yang Le is not a fool. He will not watch his enemy use some unknown ability he has just acquired. Now the last resort is to get rid of her before the opponent can use her ability.

The moment he made the decision, a bulge appeared in the center of Yang Le's huge chest. At the same time the bulge appeared, the body, which was as tall as a building, began to collapse, like an inflatable castle that had been deflated.

The bulge in the center of the chest continued to extend outward and gradually turned into a human figure of an ordinary person. It turned out that Yang Le deliberately changed back to normal size in order to prevent being hit by the opponent.

The smaller the target, the harder it is to hit. This is common sense. Moreover, in this situation, Yang Le's speed is indeed faster. With so many benefits, there is no reason for Yang Le not to change back.

As his body transformed into its normal size, Yang Le's speed gradually increased. When the burden behind him completely disappeared, Yang Le's speed exceeded the speed of sound.

"boom!"

That was the sound of breaking the sound barrier. In the blink of an eye, Yang Le had rushed in front of the Black Mamba. The latter had no time to react at all. Yang Le's speed was so fast that even in his perspective, everything around him was still.

Just when Yang Le's hand was about to touch the headdress on the Black Mamba's head due to being squeezed out of the air, the snake-shaped headdress that should have been a dead object suddenly raised its head, and the thing actually came to life.

A dead object suddenly coming to life could even be the main plot of a horror novel, but this didn't scare Yang Le. If he got angry, even Mephisto would get kicked in the face.

However, most magical items have unreasonable abilities. Although Martians' bodies are not afraid of toxins and germs, they are powerless against invisible and intangible things like curses.

Although the professions are not compatible, Martian Manhunter is indeed one of Yang Le's most versatile alien heroes. Becoming him can solve 99% of the problems, but unfortunately, magic lies in the 1% that he is not good at solving.

In other words, Yang Le now has two choices. One is to continue with the previous action and touch the obviously dangerous headdress like a reckless man. If nothing is triggered, everyone will be happy. However, if a curse is triggered, he may fall into an unfavorable situation.

2. Stop touching the headdress and transform into another alien hero that can deal with the current situation after retreating to a safe distance. The disadvantage is that this will waste the hard-earned initiative and may also allow the opponent to release unknown abilities.

It sounds like both options are not good, right? But sometimes you just have to give up something, but Yang Le doesn't think so. As the wearer of the Omnitrix, he has the ability to choose to have it all in most cases.

"Crack!"

At a speed invisible to ordinary people, Yang Le, who had turned into a Martian Hunter, stretched out his right hand and burst out a ball of purple electricity. These currents began to spread from Yang Le's body, taking away an inch of Yang Le's flesh every inch of spread.

The flesh carried away by the electric current turned into ashes, and gradually Yang Le's right forearm before the elbow completely disappeared. The strange thing was that the cross-section of Yang Le's broken arm was not muscle tissue, but a purple hole that continuously released electric current.

"Crack!"

There was another sound of electric current, and suddenly a flat animal foot with sharp claws stretched out from the cave. It looked like the front leg of some kind of turtle, but its structure looked somewhat similar to that of a human hand.

That was the Hand of the Supreme Heaven, the dimensional demon clone that Yang Le had left behind as a precaution, specifically to clean up his mess. It was obvious that the dimensional demon clone of the same magic test was the most appropriate to handle this magical item. Generally speaking, dimensional demons could not directly interfere with or observe a universe. Of course, compared to fallen old gods like Set and the alter ego of the Creator like OBA, it was still easier.

The dimensional demon can choose his own messenger, and with the help of the messenger, the dimensional demon can interfere with a universe to a greater extent, unlike Set who can only rely on magic weapons, or OBA who is simply locked outside the door.

And because Yang Le and Zhigaotian are actually the same person, Zhigaotian can do more things with Yang Le as an anchor compared to those messengers.

For example, open a teleportation hole in Yang Le's body and then stretch out your hand, just like he is doing now.

In fact, because Yang Le is on good terms with Yongheng, as long as he tells Yongheng that the Supreme Heaven can descend to any universe, but the Dimension Demon is only complete in its own dimension, so the Supreme Heaven generally will not leave its own dimension at will.

By the way, although the Supreme Heaven opened up a dimension of his own, he was not an orthodox dimensional demon at the beginning. He was not officially in office until Eternity recognized his legitimacy.

Now the realm of the Supreme Heaven has also become a dimension that is very suitable for magic, which indirectly leads to the strength of the Supreme Heaven being increased by more than half.

Because of this, the Most High himself also had the idea of ​​competing with Set. He wanted to see whether the first fallen old god had the same resounding strength as his name.

"Ding!"

The moment Zhigaotian's claws touched the Black Mamba headdress, an inconspicuous black dot appeared on the snake head of the headdress. The next second, the black dot began to expand rapidly. By the time Yang Le came to his senses, the black dot had turned into a black hole as tall as a person.

The black hole was like a trap prepared in advance, waiting for Yang Le to fall into it. Just as Yang Le was about to stop, the black hole rushed over like a ferocious beast, and swallowed Yang Le in one gulp.

"boom!"

By the time Black Mamba came to her senses, there were no Martians rushing towards her. Only the storm formed by the squeezed air was blowing against her body.

The Black Mamba was blown up by the violent wind without time to resist, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably, about to hit a collapsed concrete slab.

"Ding!"

A ball of golden light enveloped her and forcibly stopped the Black Mamba from flying backwards in the air. The girl looked up and found that it was her leader, King Cobra, who used the seven-headed snake staff to help her.

"Thank you, chief." Black Mamba spoke after landing, and King Cobra waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry. He looked around and said with a smile.

"It seems that the great god Set has helped us clear the obstacles."

(End of this chapter)