Colonial Suit

With a deafening boom, the entire castle seemed to tremble. A large amount of blue mist overflowed, sweeping in all directions like a storm.

The light in the hall brightened, revealing the figure's appearance.

He was a handsome young man, possessing all the characteristics of a human. However, his skin was entirely composed of crystal, and at a glance, he resembled a sculpture more than a human. He wore a deep blue cloak, his ears were slightly pointed, and his dark green hair spread across his shoulders, appearing as if it were composed of countless small sections upon closer inspection.

The man's face wore a disdainful sneer, but the aura he exuded was so cold and cruel, as if tens of thousands of doomsday torpedoes meant to destroy everything were merely his toys, to be discarded at will.

In the entire universe, only one person possessed such confidence and ability.

Gustas.

Void King's Throne.

Narklot - Night of Calamity.

--- I believe all beings are entitled to freedom, and so is disaster.

In the hall, Narklot's face flickered between light and shadow, emitting sparks of crystal light. His gaze penetrated the castle, piercing through the clouds, reaching the vast starry sky outside.

On the sea of blue mist where he stood, ripples suddenly appeared, and space vibrated like water waves. Then, one by one, enormous doomsday torpedoes emerged from the ripples. Each one was a thousand meters in diameter and more than ten kilometers long, resembling giant floating fortresses from afar, an indescribable sight of awe. However, under Narklot's gaze, they were neatly arranged, flying towards a certain point in the void.

That place was originally a part of the normal space of the universe, but Narklot knew that it actually led to another dimension.

A private dimension belonging only to humans, the universe's mercenaries.

He had previously used a doomsday torpedo to test it out, confirming the accuracy of the information he had received.

Now, it was time for humanity to pay the price!

As a Gustas, as the Void King's Throne, Narklot never cared about rules or life. All he cared about were the screams and wails of the victims, the pain and suffering of the dead.

"Death... is coming..."

Standing before the throne, Narklot raised his glass, a neurotic smile appearing on his face.

"Blood, crystals, energy, wails... Your screams will ignite the torch in my heart, allowing me to see a more beautiful tomorrow. How beautiful... Look, how beautiful... Young children, nursing mothers, strong men, and those shattered souls. I love them, like torn tapestries."

"Only death makes me happy."

"Die, hehe, heh heh, haha, hahahaha... Just die..."

"You humans are the most worthless creatures. Only blood and wails can make me happy. Come on, weak lives, use your humble souls to please me, use your deaths and screams to please me."

Narklot bent down, stirred the wine in the glass with his finger, brought out a trace of blood, and put it in his mouth, a look of intoxication on his face.

"Sweet... scarlet... my favorite color."

"It's about to begin."

With that, he drained the liquid in the glass, then straightened up and suddenly waved his hand forward.

"Go, my children, bring me a bountiful feast, in the name of death and disaster!"

In the endless starry sky, all the doomsday torpedoes seemed to be spurred on, suddenly accelerating. At the same time, a super-huge void vortex began to form in front of them, one end connected to the normal universe, and the other pierced into the private dimension.

That was Narklot's void tunnel, known as a high-level ability that could connect all spaces. In the entire universe, no more than five people could interrupt him.

Narklot laughed wildly, as if seeing the tomorrow of destruction and disaster.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"Narklot, enough!"

"Who is it!?" Narklot's eyes flashed, his face still bearing a neurotic smile. "Why... interrupt me? Don't you know the price of interrupting a Void King's Throne's feast?"

"I only know that the Void King's Throne is not invincible," the voice said faintly. Then, a hazy figure began to form in front of Narklot, transforming into a human shape in a moment.

Looking at this figure, Narklot was suddenly stunned, then laughed uncontrollably.

"Ha, haha, hahahaha... I wondered who dared to stop me, it's you. What, are you willing to come out of your lair? Just because of this dimension, these tiny humans?"

"Is it funny?" The figure coldly interrupted Narklot, a faint sneer on his face. "As for the tiny, what is not tiny? What is the difference between the Gustas of the past and the humans of today?"

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"Everyone was once small, but you can't just determine their future because of this."

"Stop it, Narklot. You know I can't let you perform the 'ritual'. Before you piss me off, I suggest you learn to be humble."

"Humble!?" Narklot was stunned at first, then furious. "On what basis? Just because of you? Don't you know that you and I are at the same level? Even if you are the 'Majesty' of humans, you have no authority in front of me! That's right, you just stopped one of my doomsday torpedoes, but how many do you think you can stop? I now have a thousand, ten thousand, and can even erase that dimension. Do you want to try?"

"Don't forget," Narklot grinned, pointing to the starry sky outside. "We are at the same level, and the black hole level... is the upper limit of this universe. If you and I fight, the void here will be shattered, let alone the pitiful dimension you want to protect."

"Don't you know how ridiculous this behavior is?"

"Ha, haha, hahahaha... You can't stop me! You can never stop me. Even if you are the 'Majesty' in the mouths of humans!!"

Seeming to think of something funny, Narklot suddenly laughed wildly, exuding a violent blue mist. And in the blue mist, the mysterious figure flickered, as if it would be swallowed at any time.

But no matter what, he still stood in place in the end, and the blue mist dissipated silently.

"You've made me angry, Narklot," the mysterious figure said, word by word, silently watching the crazy Narklot.

"Now, immediately take away your 'toys' and get out of here."

"Otherwise..."

The figure paused and took out a card. "You will have to accept it."

"You!?"

The previously rampant Narklot was stunned in place when he saw this card. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (reading.)

ps: Second update, Xiaodao is really crazy. Still dizzy... going to sleep, not wasting a second.

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