Chapter 47 The only advantage is that there is no old injury on the waist!
However, the alien Anperla before him was completely beyond the Dark Emperor's expectations.

Just when the opponent was in a confused state, the Ampera alien started to attack again.

There was always a fiery aura in his fists, like an invisible mountain pressing down on the Dark Emperor.

The Dark Emperor always used the Ampera Blade in his hand to block.

Inside the spacecraft, soft blue light reflects on the metallic cabin walls, creating an atmosphere of futurism and mystery.

Mefilas and Desrem stood side by side in front of the tactical display screen, their eyes meeting from time to time, each other's eyes revealing deep thought and hesitation.

"Do you think," said Di Si Leimu in a low voice, "that we need to intervene in this matter? Lending a helping hand may change the situation of the war."

As he spoke, Disrem's brows slightly furrowed, revealing his worry about the current situation.

"This is indeed a difficult problem." Mefilas sighed softly, "The Emperor's mind is as deep as the sea and difficult to fathom. Although we want to lend him a helping hand, if we act without permission, we are afraid that we will anger him. His anger is like the explosion of a star, and it is a burden that we cannot bear."

Mefilas' words flowed slowly, with a hint of helplessness.

"Indeed, our intervention will undoubtedly reduce the burden on the Dark Emperor in his fight against the Anperla people. However, if at the critical moment, His Majesty the Emperor regards our actions as interference, or even a blasphemy against the sanctity of the duel, then..."

Di Si Leimu did not continue speaking, but the unspoken consequence made the atmosphere in the cabin heavy.

"When the autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, our fate may be certain," Mefilas took over the conversation with a bit of sadness in his tone, "On the other hand, if we stand aside and watch the power of His Majesty the Emperor gradually fade away, we will be forever guilty."

Now they are in a situation where they don’t know whether to help or not, and they don’t know what to do for the moment.

The only thing we can do is continue to observe the battle situation.

The Dark Emperor now has the Blade of Ampera in his hand.

From this perspective, it is still quite advantageous.

After several rounds of thrilling confrontations, although the Anperla alien's figure is still upright, like an immortal god of war, upon closer inspection, several tiny cracks can be vaguely seen on the black body.

What particularly surprised the self-proclaimed Dark Emperor was that when his sharp eyes swept across the waist of the Ampera alien, it was unexpectedly smooth and flawless, without any trace of old scars.

You know, in the duel with the legendary Ultra Father, Emperor Empera suffered an almost fatal blow. The wound was deeply engraved in his body and became a symbol of his shame.

Now, this missing scar seems to be a joke of time, reminding him that the enemy standing before him is not the weathered opponent in his memory, but a younger self full of unknown variables.

This discovery made the Dark Emperor feel an indescribable uneasiness.

Facing an Empera alien who has not been baptized by the years and is full of youthful vitality and unlimited potential.

The Dark Emperor began to panic. Seeing the other party's eyes, the Empera star also realized it.

Yes, the self in another timeline has a fatal wound on his waist. As long as he can hit it, the victory or defeat can be decided in one move!
Driven by this inspiration, the body of the Ampera star seemed to be drenched in endless dark energy, and a deep, oppressive black flame gradually emanated from his whole body. They danced and entangled him, like the embodiment of an ancient spell, making the air around him heavy, the breath becoming more and more powerful, revealing a pressure that should not be underestimated.

It was obvious that the people of Empera were gathering strength and preparing to launch a fatal attack that would overturn the world.

At the same time, the Dark Emperor did not sit still and wait for death. He raised the legendary Blade of Ampera in his hand.

Above the sky, dark clouds rolled, thunder roared, and countless red lightnings roared down from the sky like mad dragons. The moment they came into contact with the Blade of Ampera, they obediently coiled around it, coating it with a layer of dazzling red light.

Along with lightning and thunder, an extremely powerful aura burst out from the tip of the blade. It was the power of a king, so invincible that all things submitted to it.

Torrekia, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but feel his heart tighten when he saw this scene.

As an Ultra Warrior, he knew clearly that the Dark Emperor was about to use his ultimate trump card - the Rezolim Ray.

The Rezolim Ray, this ultimate power originating from the Dark Emperor, contains the purest dark energy in the deep universe.

It is not only a symbol of the Dark Emperor's supreme majesty, but also a display of the peak of his power. To those life forms whose origin is light, it is like a destined natural enemy and has an almost irresistible restraining effect.

When this ray of light swept through the void and hit those pure light life forms, their brilliant light seemed to be swallowed by an invisible black hole, and finally they could only helplessly decompose into extremely tiny light particles and dissipate in the vast sea of ​​stars without leaving a trace.

Even an existence like the Empera star, the embodiment of darkness, cannot take it lightly when facing the rays of Rezolim.

Although his body was made of dark matter and possessed a natural affinity and resistance to dark energy, such a powerful blow was enough to severely damage the body of the dark overlord, leaving indelible scars.

The moment the Rezolim rays gathered momentum, the entire space seemed to hold its breath.

The figure of the Ampera alien solidified in the void, like a volcano about to erupt, and the energy in his body surged like boiling magma.

He knew very well that any attempt to evade at this moment would be futile, and only by giving his all would he have a chance of survival.

Then, with a deafening roar, he gathered all his accumulated strength into his clenched fists, transformed it into a dark meteor, and rushed towards the oncoming death ray.

Boom! Boom! Boom! As the two extreme forces collided.

The shock wave spread like ripples, destroying everything in its path and tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

The entire planet trembled under the ravages of this tremendous force, the surface cracked, as if doomsday had come, mountains and rivers shifted, all things lost their color, witnessing this unprecedented cosmic showdown.

The cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, and the earth let out a painful wail, as if the planet itself was trembling because of this shocking battle. Emotions of fear and awe echoed in every inch of land.

(End of this chapter)