Colonial Suit

"King!?"

Bloodshot eyes contracted violently. He silently gazed at the man before him.

When he was pulled into the sea of blood, he had considered all sorts of possibilities, but he never thought he would see the 'King' of Krodir here. What was the King? The King was the master of Krodir, the one who truly redeemed and created Krodir. It could be said that without the King, there would be no Krodir, and even less of the later conquest.

If Krodir civilization was likened to a body, then the King was the soul of Krodir. A Krodir without a King was not worthy of being called a battle nation that the universe revered.

What made Bloodshot even more fearful was the King's current state.

At this moment in the sea of blood, there were tens of thousands of blood shadows struggling to break free. But their actions were unconscious, belonging to the energy of life. But the King was not. He not only possessed intelligence, but also seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Such a conversation made Bloodshot feel very uncomfortable.

The sea of blood was hidden within his own body. If the King had been conscious all along, wouldn't that mean he had seen all of his experiences since birth?

Thinking of this, Bloodshot's gaze turned icy.

He silently looked at the King for a while, then turned around.

"I don't want to talk to you. If you have nothing else, then leave. Take your subordinates and retrieve the shell you've been waiting for. I have no interest in who obtains Krodir's legacy, and even less in knowing your next plan. Because..."

"I have nothing to do with you."

"Nothing to do with us?" The King grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "In this universe, anyone has the right to say these words, except you. I understand your feelings, but they are meaningless. Even if you leave here immediately, when Krodir's footsteps step into the universe again, your name will still spread throughout the world with us."

"On what basis!?" Bloodshot roared, turning around to glare at the other party. "Is it impossible for me to want a little peace and stability? Can't I even avoid facing death and hunger every day? In X35, I have to hunt hard, otherwise I'll starve to death. Joining the mercenary group, I have to fight every day, otherwise I'll be killed! What kind of world is this! Why can everyone have their own life, but I can't?"

Speaking of this, Bloodshot's anger intensified. Even his pupils turned blood red. "Can you understand the pain of watching the woman you love sell herself? Can you understand the sorrow of watching your comrades being killed and being powerless? I'm just an ordinary person, I grew up in the apocalypse, not to one day head towards the apocalypse! I just want to live! Just to live!"

"Can't even such a small need be fulfilled?"

"What does the future of you Krodir have to do with me? Yes, I bear your power, your expectations. But is this what I wanted? That bandage merchant, Rhea, who is your subordinate, has been watching me since before I was born, manipulating my fate! On what basis!? Everyone is free. Everyone is unique. Why should my fate be at his disposal, why should I sacrifice myself for you Krodir?"

"From the apocalypse to now, I have spent every day under the pressure of death! I have been living in the anxiety of my companions disappearing! I've had enough. If leaving you can give me a stable life, then..."

Bloodshot took a deep breath and looked up at the sea of blood beneath his feet.

"Take it, take it all."

"Whether it's this sea of blood, or your colonial armor, or anything else. Take it all... Don't come looking for me again, don't contact me again. I'm just an ordinary person. I'll find a peaceful planet, it doesn't need to be a highly civilized one, as long as there are no disputes. I need a beautiful lake, a lush bamboo forest, and a thatched cottage. I can fish when I have nothing to do, and sleep without worry. Li'er will like these, and I will too..."

As he spoke, Bloodshot's tone became increasingly dim, as if he knew it was impossible.

On the opposite side, the King was still smiling, without any change.

"Beautiful wishes," he said, nodding to Bloodshot. "But you and I both know that this can only be a dream."

"In fact, when we stepped into this cruel universe, fate was already determined. Even if we have more wishes, we can only rely on our own hands and our own strength to fight for them. The universe will not change because of your wishes, unless you have the power to change the universe."

"And this... is precisely what you are capable of."

"Huh?" Bloodshot suddenly turned his head, his eyes widening. "What are you talking about?"

"Change the universe," the King said, looking seriously into Bloodshot's eyes. He said without hesitation, "Let the entire universe operate according to your will."

"Your wish is the goal of the universe, and it will surely be realized. No one can stop it, not even God..."

As he spoke, the King opened his hand, showing Bloodshot the sea of blood behind him. There, endless blood shadows were struggling to fly towards the sky. The waves of the sea of blood covered the sky and the sun. In the strong wind, the bloody aura was almost tangible, making everyone who smelled it want to vomit.

"Haven't you always suspected that we were using you?" The King silently reached out and pointed to those blood shadows. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. "Actually, that's wrong. We have never used you, and we will never use you as a stepping stone for our rebirth."

"No using?" Bloodshot repeated, his tone seeming a little disbelieving.

"Yes. Never used," the King replied softly. At the end, he sighed again, "Because, all of this is your own will..."

"Huh!?" Bloodshot was shocked, as if he had heard the most incredible words. "My will?"

"Yes, your will," the King nodded seriously, his face extremely solemn. He looked at the blood shadows in the sky, as if he saw his former mission.

"From your adventure until now, I know you have come into contact with many secrets of Krodir. You also know that the Krodir people were treated as slaves, and I liberated them. But have you ever thought about what the Krodir were like before they became slaves?"

Bloodshot's mind immediately recalled the Krodir's slave life at that time, as well as the box they were sent in at the beginning. He couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"I don't know. I only know that at that time, you were just some embryos."

"You're right," the King replied softly. "Just some embryos. But what you don't know is that these embryos were manufactured. The purpose was to create a biological weapon that could destroy the universe."

"We are that weapon," the King suddenly said, gritting his teeth, a trace of pain on his face. "From the beginning, we were creations. We don't belong to this universe, we are not creatures here. We were manufactured!"

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"And the basis of all this is you!"

"What!?" Bloodshot was stunned, almost not daring to believe his ears. "Me?"

"Yes. You, or rather, the former Krodir," the King said in a deep voice, as if he saw the scene at that time again. "That was a terrifying, great, and supreme civilization. I cannot say its name, because from the moment I say it, it will sense me, and sense everything here. The only thing I can tell you is that this civilization had already reached the end of the universe ten thousand years ago. Their technology is still regarded as a miracle. Even a trace of its circulation is enough for the civilizations of the entire universe to break their heads."

"But none of this is important. What is important is that in that era ten thousand years ago, it no longer had the motivation to move forward. It needed a wider space. It needed a higher goal," the King said slowly, his eyes gradually blurring. As if he saw that great and mysterious civilization again. He said with emotion, "It is great, but even the greatest civilization must abide by the strict rules of the universe. Before this cosmic era disappears, they cannot obtain what they want."

"But fortunately, or unfortunately. They possessed the most powerful technological power in the universe. They discovered a way to end this cosmic era early. That is destruction. Destruction in the natural process."

Speaking of this, the King trembled involuntarily, as if he saw the civilization's terrible ambition. "They began to act, but unfortunately, although they had supreme civilization achievements, they were still unable to reach the conditions for changing the cosmic era, which is the natural process."

"Can you understand the meaning of natural process? It's like the process of a star turning into a white dwarf, black dwarf, supernova, and finally becoming a black hole or neutron star. The entire process belongs to natural evolution. It cannot be transferred by individual will. The same is true for that civilization. It wanted to change the cosmic era, but it couldn't do it through their hands, so this became an unsolvable problem."

"Maybe you have a question, since it belongs to a civilization of the universe, it also belongs to a part of the universe or nature. Wouldn't it be a natural process for it to launch a war? But what I want to tell you here is that this is impossible. Because its level of civilization has reached its peak... touching the original force of the universe. So from the perspective of the rules of the universe, it does not belong to nature. It belongs to that Kilgslick, which is a surreal civilization. Its actions are similar to the chess players of the universe, unnatural and not recognized by the universe."

"So even though it has the strength to destroy the universe, it cannot launch or consciously guide the war. In the face of the rules of the universe, everything must be equal."

"But it is still the wisest and most powerful civilization today. So they found a new way."

The King's voice lowered, and he turned to look at Bloodshot.

"It used the abyss."

"Because only the abyss is the universe's only reasonable and inevitable force of destruction. The abyss destroying the universe belongs to a normal natural process, and no cosmic rule will restrain it. When the power of the abyss covers the starry sky, the old universe will be transformed, and a new universe will be generated. The positive space and the anti-space will be reversed, and a new cosmic era will begin..."

"So after failing tens of thousands of times, they finally found a way to reach their goal."

"They used fate to bring the power of the abyss to the positive space."

"That is the current you."

"Also, the former Krodir..." (To be continued.)