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The maniacal laughter continued above as Murdoch sank into the blood pool.

Crimson blood engulfed him, turning his vision a sea of red.

This was his first and only time entering the blood pool.

The blood pool was the sacred ground of the Mutants, Empress Li'er's exclusive domain. No one dared to step into this place, even though it nurtured the entire Mutant world.

Murdoch didn't want to either, but now, he couldn't avoid it.

Within the blood pool, all sounds seemed to vanish, leaving only the overwhelming red. The crimson blood rippled around his body, emitting a warm aura, as if returning to his mother's womb. Murdoch felt tired; he wanted to sleep. But he gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay awake.

He didn't dare sleep, because he knew that if he fell asleep this time, he would never wake up again.

Or rather, the primary consciousness of the being known as Murdoch would never wake up again.

Melia was insane, Melia was unrestrained. All of this was built upon her inflated and uncontrollable ambition. This girl from humble beginnings, even with a father who was the king of a planet, had never felt secure. So, when she saw a path to the future paved with ambition, she unhesitatingly abandoned everything to seize power and strength that she could hold in her hands.

But Murdoch knew that this unrestrained madness was meaningless. As he had said before, ambition without matching wisdom was just foolishness.

Melia thought she was clever, far from foolish. But in Murdoch's eyes, it was precisely this self-assuredness that was the epitome of foolishness.

One couldn't just consider the present when making decisions.

Just like now, Melia had considered her own reactions, Sarre's reactions, and the reactions of the entire race. So, she not only obtained the power of the blood pool for herself but also spread information through the blood pool to other star regions, contacting the Death Mercenaries for assistance.

Murdoch didn't know what Melia had promised, but anyone with a brain would realize that she must have given up a lot. All of this was to deal with him and the entire Mutant world.

But if one thought about it again, were these things enough?

Were these things alone enough to make her not foolish?

Too naive.

The impact of an event is often linked to the future. In terms of causality, even a butterfly flapping its wings on the grasslands of the Seventh World could trigger a cosmic storm in the Third World. (Ahem, this sentence is familiar, right? I'm just borrowing it to fool you. As for why I didn't say the Second World, I'm still fooling you.)

So, the impact of an event cannot be judged solely on the present. Just like now, Melia used the power from the blood pool and the assistance of the Death Mercenaries to seize power, but she forgot that even if she successfully ascended the throne, what would it mean?

Could she afford the price demanded by the cosmic mercenaries? Could she resist future threats?

When she became the new empress and the Ghost Domain was unsealed, the entire universe would treat her and this civilization as enemies. Pressure from cosmic mercenaries, space pirates, and even advanced civilizations would engulf her like a tsunami. Could she really fulfill her ambition?

It was just a joke.

Murdoch didn't think so. On the contrary, he clearly realized that in the face of this surging tide, the only thing Melia could do was to be divided up cleanly by everyone, along with herself and this civilization.

That was the difference between wisdom and foolishness!

And in this universe, Murdoch believed that only one person could resist all of this and utilize all of this. That was their true god, the great, supreme Empress Li'er!

The true Empress!

The blood pool rippled, and blood began to seep in through his pores. Murdoch felt even more drowsy. He yawned deeply and fell asleep in the blood. But before falling asleep, he submerged his heart, all his loyalty and love for the Empress, into the deepest part of his heart.

He knew he wouldn't wake up, but he didn't want his treasures to be exposed to the world under the control of a puppet.

That belonged to him, to the Mutants, to this civilization...

The deepest, most unchangeable...

Love.

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In the Great Hollow, the violent hurricane also began to calm down, and Melia descended slowly beside Avril with terrifying pressure. Then, she reached out her right hand and lifted Avril's beautiful blue hair.

"My sister. Are you dissatisfied with me?"

"I can feel hesitation and fear in your heart. And a trace of anger. What are you worried about? Is it me? Or this damned civilization?"

"Everything is a meaningless worry." Melia revealed a faint smile, using one finger to lift Avril's chin, exposing her delicate face to her gaze.

"I once swore to protect you forever. My sister." She said this, but the smile on her face was always twisted.

"But, I've changed my mind."

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"Because I discovered that no one can protect you, and no one can protect me. In this cruel universe, the only thing you can trust is power. Your own power."

"Please forgive my betrayal, but I think you don't have the qualifications and power to blame me now."

"Look." Melia suddenly waved her hand, and the top of the Great Hollow squirmed, and a channel leading directly to the outside world appeared. Through this channel, you could even see the outside starry sky.

"The sky, the burning war!" Melia suddenly laughed, hysterically. "They are killing, destroying everything here. This is violent, chaotic, evil, and unstoppable power. Even the pure like you will burn to ashes in front of such power!"

"And to change all of this, you need even stronger power!"

"That's me, and the future I bring!"

Melia pointed to the sky. Following her finger, dozens of points of light fell from the sky. Each point of light that landed shattered hundreds, thousands of Mutants in mid-air.

Those were the Death Mercenaries' drop pods. They had finally arrived!

Looking at these terrifying warriors, Melia's face became even more distorted, but her laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by complete madness.

"You won't understand what I paid for this. But you just need to understand one thing, my sister."

Melia's fingers suddenly tightened, strangling Avril's throat, causing the girl to show a painful expression.

"I will succeed."

Melia stared into Avril's eyes. She said solemnly. "I must succeed."

"And then, I will go back and let our dear father know his mistakes."

"Only power is eternal."

Boom...

In the sky, another Mutant was shattered in mid-air, and the blood rain fell, reflecting Melia's eerie face...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward it at (this site). Your support is my greatest motivation.)0