Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2022 11:09:37 GMT -5
Anti Sense On
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This place compared to the rest of the Namek islands appeared more ancient in design. Perhaps evil was in the air in this region or the massive destruction that has happened over the years in this territory. Nevertheless, the namekians here were far different than the ones on the rest of the planet. These mutated freaks surrounded the black robe masked man who appeared to look like he doesn't give a shit that he is surrounded by ten Mazoku namekians. One of them spoke with his arms folded across his chest.
"You would have been much safer on the other side of the Namek. Coming here was probably the biggest mistake of your life!"
Yakone didn't even utter a word as he continued to walk towards the one talking. The Mazoku namekian unfolded his arms and tried to punch Yakone, only for his entire arm to go through his entire body as Yakone had now phased completely through him.
"WHAT!"
Yakone then sent a straight fist through the man's entire body, making a big hole on his stomach before pulling out his arm. He threw the man straight into a nearby boulder and knocking him out in the process. Yakone was able to get the purple blood from the attack he had done to the man and placing it into a via for Terium to use. The other nine just looked in horror as they froze in their tracks, one of them decided to speak for what was in the rest of the others minds.
"Who are you..."
"Yangcong."
They started to laugh, the one who spoke even chipped in a comment.
"That war criminal is dead from the news we had heard. Nice try you almost had us for a second."
Yakone grabbing his mask and revealing the ride side of his face. A glimpse of the realistic burnt makeup on his face had been shown, along with his blue eyes. Yakone placing his mask back on his face. Yakone even showed his white tail towards them.
"But you died...."
"It was nice meeting you all. I will be going on."
Yakone continued to walk away from them as they just stood there.