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In the sky, dark clouds churned…

Leia's warhammer roared.

Hades raised his head, feeling the slightly cold wind. His eyes were devoid of expression. The Boca Prophet was right in front of him, but intimidated by his might, he didn't dare to take a step forward.

After a while, he lowered his head and said to Heck, "Do you have any last wishes?"

Heck didn't answer; his life had already left him. However, after waiting for a moment, Hades said, "I understand."

With that, he swung his sword, severing Heck's neck.

Blood splattered across the sky in an instant…

So brilliant.

"Dirk! You are defying the laws of the universe!" the Boca Prophet roared. "Do you know what you're doing? No one, nothing can defy the origin of the universe! A person who deserves to die, even you, must enter eternal silence!!"

"I know," Hades replied, then raised his head, glancing coldly at the Boca Prophet. He said disdainfully, "But I like it."

"If you're unhappy, come and hit me?"

As he spoke, Hades raised the black sword in his hand, pointing it directly at the Boca Prophet. "Ten thousand years ago, you escaped from my hands once; has that become your glory? If that's the case, your Boca clan's glory is truly worthless. Perhaps I was too lenient; I wonder if you can slip away this time, with your remaining pitiful life force?"

"You… you're dreaming…" The Boca Prophet trembled slightly, unsure if it was from anger or fear. His eyes were fixed on the black sword that emitted invisible fluctuations, as if looking at the most terrifying thing in the universe.

Yes, the most terrifying thing.

Those who haven't experienced it firsthand will never know the terror of Hades' black sword. The Boca Prophet clearly remembered the nightmare he suffered when he was stabbed by it last time. It took him ten thousand years to barely awaken from the nightmare, but he never expected to see it again.

Black Sword Dismate, the invincible myth of Hades…

But fortunately, he only has a little strength left now.

"A clone," the Boca Prophet muttered, biting his lip. "I won't be afraid of you."

Hades didn't answer, only sneered disdainfully. The next moment, he flew towards the Boca Prophet with his sword…

……………………………………

At this moment, Blood瞳 and Muse had just passed through the Gate of Eternal Farewell.

The Gate of Eternal Farewell was very strange. Although it seemed only a thin layer, the two felt as if they had traveled through a century when passing through. Time and space were completely chaotic here, with no meaning whatsoever. As they passed through, both felt the connection to the anti-space gradually breaking, and the perception of rules gradually blurred. By the time they had completely passed through, Blood瞳 still had the blessing of the Abyss Force, but Muse had almost lost all rules, with only the physical abilities of a cosmic warrior still functioning.

This was an extremely serious weakening for Muse.

You must know that cosmic warriors rely on perceiving rules to possess incredibly powerful strength. Once they lose the rules, they become incredibly weak, and it may even endanger their lives.

As one of the three emperors of humanity, Muse was certainly not that fragile, but he wasn't strong either.

"Damn it, what is this place? How can I not feel any rules at all?" Standing behind the Gate of Eternal Farewell, Muse said with a pale face.

At this moment, they were in a vast space. The surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist. There was light, but they couldn't capture the direction of its source. It was as if the space itself was emitting light. Muse's thought-sense could only cover a few kilometers in radius even when fully deployed. The clarity was also greatly weakened.

The energy in the void was very thin, and only those of Muse's rank could barely absorb a trace. If it were below the black hole level, they would probably have to face the problem of energy loss upon arriving here.

This was a chaotic void, completely unsuitable for the growth and combat of cosmic warriors.

This is the First World??

What a joke…

In an instant, Muse felt his worldview being overturned. In many legends, isn't it said that the First World is the world with the richest cosmic resources, infinite energy, and stable rules? It has the most advanced civilization in the universe, the supreme beings above all thrones. Its greatness and power have been undisputed rulers of everything, whether ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later!

But why is it such a sight?

Where are the resources? Where is the energy? Okay, even if these are lacking, what about the rules? Why is it that even though it's in the same universe, I can't feel even a trace of rules here? Where are the stars? Where is the civilization?

Muse's heart sank deeply, feeling a chill.

He didn't know what had happened, but the intuition of a strong person told him that perhaps none of it was real.

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No one knows the true face of the First World. All the information they can get comes from the documents of ancient nobles such as the Boca and 蕯沙 clans. But what if even the Boca and 蕯沙 clans don't know? Who can tell the truth from the false in those documents and records? If those are all false, and what he sees is the truth, then where are Alpha, the previous Evil, and Saros? Could it be that everything is also false?

For a time, Muse felt as if he had fallen into a fog, just like the surrounding environment.

He didn't realize that Blood瞳, who had entered with him, seemed a little strange. He didn't seem to share his shock, but had another kind of confusion.

"Why…"

In the void, Muse heard Blood瞳 muttering to himself, so he comforted him, "Don't worry, maybe this is just the situation nearby, let's go deeper."

"Why…" Blood瞳 was still muttering, as if he hadn't heard Muse's words. He stared blankly at the mist in front of him, unconsciously saying, "Here… why is it so warm. So… familiar…"

"Hmm?" Muse was stunned. What warmth, what familiarity? Could it be that Blood瞳 was originally from the First World? He was only stranded in the lower world due to some accident? But that's not right… isn't he from the Abyss?

With strangeness in his heart, Muse grabbed Blood瞳's shoulder and asked in a deep voice, "What did you think of? Don't worry, take your time, think carefully, be more detailed…"

"I didn't think of anything." In such a short time, Blood瞳's eyes had returned to clarity. But there was a hint of妖异 color deep in his pupils. He turned his head, looked into Muse's eyes. He slowly said.

"I just, feel a familiar power…"

"A trace…" Blood瞳 lowered his head, looking at his sharp claws. "The taste of home."

"What did you say!?" Muse was shocked. Before he could ask, he saw Blood瞳 raise his head, his eyes looking towards the distant front.

"Want to know why I feel this way?" Blood瞳 said word by word. As if muffled thunder, shaking Muse's head.

"Because… here…"

"Is the Abyss."(To be continued ~^~)