I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Xiao Qi, feeling down because she couldn't throw the seeds of the Qijera Flower into the Lebik planet civilization, grabbed a small object and tossed it onto the planet. It only said that she couldn't just take out the Qijera Flower seeds, but it didn't say what else she couldn't throw in.

What the two of them didn't notice was that a slight change occurred when their belongings were brought in from the outside.

If they had continued to observe, they would have soon noticed this change, but the next sentence instantly shifted their attention away from the planet.

"You two come and eat. Seven has already prepared the food. Although this meal is all fish-related, it smells really delicious." Wu Maquan got off the sofa at some point, sat down in a chair, and rubbed his hands together as he looked at the feast on the table.

"I'm coming!" Xiao Xi hopped over, then with a "bang," she fell headfirst into the sharp corner of the table.

Xiao Xi rubbed her forehead; her head was fine.

But the sharp corner of the table was knocked askew.

Wu Maquan said expressionlessly, "How many times have you broken the table leg? I know you're blind, but it doesn't have to be like this, does it? A table is an inanimate object."

Xiao Xi shook her head and scratched her head sheepishly at the air: "Sorry, I didn't notice."

Xiao Qi walked over and extended a tentacle from under her skirt to help Xiao Xi adjust her position, so that Xiao Xi was no longer facing the air but facing Wuma Spring.

"He's right here. Don't get the wrong direction just because he's sitting still in his chair. At least wiggle your ears and listen carefully to where the sound is coming from." Xiao Qi sat down at the table with a relaxed expression, swinging her little white legs, and smelling the aroma of the food with satisfaction. This smelled so good. It was probably the best life she had experienced since waking up.

Gatanothor is resourceful.

After infiltrating human society, they've been living such a comfortable life.

He even mingled with the Giant of Light.

The Giant of Light patiently helped him prepare breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

The best decision I ever made in my life was probably getting together with Gatanothor.

Xiao Qi thought to himself.

The only drawback is that Gatanjee Wumaquan does not allow her to take out the Zijera flower at will, nor does it allow her to plant the Zijera seeds indiscriminately.

It’s really a pity.

It's such a beautiful flower.

However, considering the abundance of delicious food on the table, I'll let it go.

The flower buds on the wreath of Qi Jiela flowers that Xiao Qi was wearing were trembling slightly, as if they were about to bloom.

Xiao Xi was whimpering beside her, wanting to come to the table to eat.

Wu Maquan took him up with one hand and made him sit down next to him.

Seven watched the three of them eat and drink heartily, and a sense of satisfaction welled up inside him. Although all three were monsters, the fact that even monsters were so captivated by his culinary skills proved that he had truly reached the pinnacle of mastery in this field. It was a pity that the Land of Light no longer needed material comforts; everyone was focused on fulfilling their spiritual needs.

He felt a little regretful.

He stood aside, watching with satisfaction as everyone enjoyed the food he had made.

He is a being of light and does not need to eat.

I can only look at it and enjoy it.

Otherwise, I'll have some.

Meanwhile, on the nearby planet of the Lebik civilization, the saliva left behind by Xiao Xi, like a primordial catastrophe, pierced through the Black Ring and seemed to have received some kind of blessing, gaining magical power. It transformed into a raging flood, wantonly crashing against a certain region of the empire.

Unaware of the situation, the Imperials immediately dispatched troops to repair the damage and rescue the trapped Raven People.

The leftover chicken bones that Xiao Qi threw in, after being nourished by the Black Ring, transformed into a gigantic, monstrous dragon. Although it was already an inanimate object, after being thrown into the Lebik civilization planet, it suddenly revived, burning with the flames of death wings, and transformed into a huge ancient dragon, flying continuously over the empire, leaving behind undead fire that scorched the Raven people wherever it went.

In response to this enormous disaster, the Imperial Security Department was dispatched to fight.

They immediately resorted to their most familiar method: shrinking the light to try and reduce the size of the resurrected roasted chicken that had transformed into a dragon to be the same size as them.

If you're fighting against someone of similar size, then the opponent's huge height advantage is gone, which would be much easier.

Although the enemy's appearance was inexplicable and their fighting style was bizarre, their empire had a large population and many methods, so they were able to handle it.

I just don't know where it came from.

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The battle between Daigo and Masaki Keigo in the abandoned factory continues, with the distance between them constantly closing, creating a tense atmosphere.

They were all people who had undergone special training and had a certain degree of confidence in their abilities; otherwise, they wouldn't have faced off against each other head-on.

“You will fail this time.” Masaki Keigo clenched his fist.

This is a fist that can shatter a road roller with a continuous series of punches; its power is self-evident.

If an ordinary person were to take a punch, they would probably die on the spot.

However, Daigo is no ordinary person; he is an opponent worth fighting.

Masaki Keigo's power continued to gather, increasing through the layers of muscles on his body. His fists clenched tightly, making a crisp cracking sound.

He walked slowly forward, his steps heavy yet powerful.

Daigo stared intently at his opponent. Since Masaki Keigo wanted to fight, he would play along to the end.

The power of light within his body was constantly flowing, and he guided it out bit by bit, directing it to his legs.

This is the absolute power to kick a waterfall in half.

The power was terrifying, almost unbelievable, that such strength could be displayed by a human body.

Both were facing each other, the distance between them had reached a point where they could not get any closer. If they wanted to take another step forward, they would have to knock the other down.

"Drink!" Both of them shouted at almost the same time.

A riot was launched at the same time and speed.

Masaki Keigo suddenly threw a punch, which seemed to produce a sonic boom.

Daigo also kicked out a powerful kick without hesitation.

The leg, imbued with the power of light, slashed upwards with tremendous force.

Its momentum was heavy and irresistible.

With a "bang," fists and feet collided.

It stirred up an invisible wave.

The surrounding dust was stirred up by it.

Both sides displayed a strength that slightly surprised the other.

Because the strength displayed by both sides was not as formidable as the other side had anticipated.

"Hmph, this is interesting." Masaki Keigo's lips curled up slightly, as if he had transformed into a crooked-mouthed war god.

He leaned slightly forward, his knees bent, and stood firmly on the ground.

"So you've gotten this strong. No wonder you were so confident you could snatch the Spark Prism from me." Daigo stared intently. After the simple clash of the first blow, he roughly understood Masaki Keigo's current strength. He didn't understand why Masaki Keigo, who wasn't Ultraman, could increase his strength so rapidly in such a short time.

However, this did not stop him from going all out. He knew that if he did not go all out, he might not be able to defeat Masaki Keigo.

That upward kick just now had the power to almost split a waterfall in two with a side kick.

"What, this surprises you? This is just child's play. You're about to witness something even more terrifying." Masaki Keigo clenched his fists at his waist, his muscles tense, ready to unleash his power.

After exchanging a glance, the two sides...

They made their moves almost simultaneously.

"Ora ora ora ora ora..." Facing Daigo, Masaki Keigo did not hesitate and continuously threw heavy punches, imagining his aunt as a road roller carried by a Kirieloid being smashed at him.

"Drink!" Daigo went all out, channeling the power of light within his body to his legs, unleashing a kick powerful enough to shatter a waterfall—an absolute strike.

The two sides' attacks collided, once again stirring up invisible waves. This time, the affected area was much wider, even the steel bars scattered around were shaken up.

It seems that neither side has gained the upper hand.

However, Daigo's kick can only be delivered once; he cannot immediately follow up with a second, powerful kick that would be strong enough to break the waterfall.

Even if he could quickly follow up with a second kick, its power would be far less than the first.

Masaki Keigo, on the other hand, was the complete opposite; his punches grew increasingly ferocious. The damage from each punch felt incredibly real, and the force of each punch was no less than the previous one. He seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and inadvertently, a figure resembling a conch shell would appear.

This was a life-or-death punch thrown under the pressure of facing a road roller. If it landed, Masaki Keigo would have to pay the price with his life.

He kept throwing heavy punches, one after another, without even taking a breath.

Masaki Keigo became increasingly focused. He didn't blink once.

After Daigo failed to quickly defeat Masaki Keigo with his first strike, his second and third strikes were far less powerful than the first.

He instinctively went into a state of dodging a jeep.

The feeling that Masaki Keigo was giving him at this moment was extremely similar to the feeling that Seven had when he hit him with his jeep.

Daigo constantly moved nimbly, dodging Masaki Keigo's heavy punches.

P.S.: This chapter has 4,000 words. It's finished! Finally finished!

Hahaha, I finally finished writing 8,000 words today, time to go to sleep!

Great, I'm free now, I can go to sleep.

I'll continue with the 8,000-word chapter after I wake up _(?□`」∠)_

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Chapter 89 The Initial Source of Darkness is Masaki Keigo

Masaki Keigo remained focused, continuously throwing punches in attack.

For him, launching a relentless, three-minute, uninterrupted, and breathless attack with maximum intensity was not a difficult task.

Having been empowered by the Holy Church's ruler, Masaki Keigo may have long since transcended the realm of humanity.

His physique is like that of an animal; he's not human at all.

Countless fist shadows flashed, and in a daze, it seemed as if sonic booms could be heard in one's ears.

The sleeves at the collar were constantly waving and pulling, contracting and shrinking back and forth in the hurricane.

Powerful fists were thrown out continuously.