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A gentle breeze swept across the land, the air thick with the scent of blood.

Bloodshot Eyes sat on a large rock at the peak, silently watching the battlefield below. The breeze lifted the hair on his forehead, vaguely revealing his blood-red pupils and cold gaze.

The battle was already nearing its end.

His six clones had already gained an absolute advantage. Though the monsters were numerous, they could not overcome their defenses. From above, mountains of corpses piled up behind each clone, blood and entrails forming lakes, and bones and tendons stacked high. In the face of twenty thousand times the gravity, even the strongest Nightmare monsters were nothing more than a puddle of mud, especially under the repeated grinding and squeezing of anti-gravity and super-gravity. They couldn't even struggle.

The manifestation of Void Repulsion was not as terrifying as Bloodshot Eyes had imagined.

This was partly due to the Speaker's suppression of them, and partly due to Bloodshot Eyes' identity. He was the spokesperson for the Abyss, and in this world, only he possessed the orthodox power of the Abyss. Even if Void Repulsion was a remnant of the Abyss's battle with subspace, how could it compare to him?

If ordinary people were protecting the Speaker at this time, even those at the planetary level would be suppressed by Void Repulsion. This was because Void Repulsion would regenerate in a cycle. Each death would only allow them to become more familiar with the enemy's fighting style, mutating into stronger individuals. Over time, they would develop a deadly targeting of cosmic warriors.

But that wouldn't work for Bloodshot Eyes. Bloodshot Eyes' power was accompanied by the aura of the Abyss, and every kill would completely destroy the monster. So the monsters couldn't regenerate at all, and the collection of mutation information was extremely difficult.

The smell of blood in the air grew stronger and stronger. Suddenly, Bloodshot Eyes frowned, and without turning his head, he grabbed backwards, his palm plunged into a certain void. When he pulled it out again, there was a beating heart in his palm. The space behind him twisted, and a hideous-looking monster appeared, then fell to the ground in pain.

This was already the fifth type of mutant. The Void Repulsion adapted quickly, but unfortunately, with the inability to collect information, the mutated monsters became weaker and weaker. From the beginning, they could still pose a slight threat to Bloodshot Eyes, but now they didn't even have the qualification to attract Bloodshot Eyes' attention.

The heart was trying hard to beat in Bloodshot Eyes' palm, seemingly still struggling to provide nutrients to its master. Bloodshot Eyes glanced at it expressionlessly, then clenched his fingers.

With a pop, the heart burst in his hand. A faint wisp of black mist diffused from the heart, and was quietly absorbed into Bloodshot Eyes' lungs.

Behind Bloodshot Eyes, the Speaker's head was still floating quietly, his eyes tightly closed, seemingly unaware of all this.

Time passed little by little. Finally, after ten minutes, countless threads suddenly shot out from the mountain range under Bloodshot Eyes' feet and plunged into the Speaker's neck cavity. The next moment, he opened his eyes, revealing a smug smile.

"Stabilized," he said. He winked at Bloodshot Eyes. "To ensure perfection, I delayed a few more minutes. You don't mind, do you? Ha. It seems you don't mind. Because you did even better than I thought. It's strange, are Krodel people born warriors?"

The Speaker sighed. He turned his gaze to the distant ruins. "What a terrible environment. This dream of mine was created according to your habits. This shows that you have experienced these things long ago. I can't imagine how terrifying it is. Can you tell me what's behind those ruins?"

"No," Bloodshot Eyes answered simply. The Nightmare Battlefield was his eternal secret, and he would never share it with others.

The Speaker didn't nag, just smiled and said, "Then okay. It seems we need more understanding and trust. But this has no effect on our deal. Now let's leave here immediately, I can't wait even a minute!"

As he spoke, he didn't seem to do anything. The world in front of Bloodshot Eyes shattered. Countless fragments fell off like peeling paint, taking away the color of the world, and also taking away the structure of the world. The monster groups in the distance were still attacking frantically, but they were also decomposed and shattered along with these fragments, like a broken mirror.

The next moment, Bloodshot Eyes felt a darkness in front of him. He returned to reality again.

The endless void was still so deep, as if it had never changed. But he found that the bubbles around him were gone. Under his feet was a newly born city. In the middle of the city was a towering mountain peak, which was exactly where he and the Speaker had stood before. Looking more closely, it turned out that the bubbles were not gone. Instead, they had completely merged into a large bubble, enveloping the city. Pale golden threads swam in the bubble, seemingly boundless.

"This is the city template I built. Fortunately, it can still be recycled," the Speaker said softly with a satisfied smile. "I have to thank you for your reminder. Your dream has benefited me a lot."

"…" Bloodshot Eyes was silent, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect the Speaker to move so quickly. In just over ten minutes, he had established a basic set of rules. Although there were still many loopholes, it could already be self-sufficient. What did this mean? This meant that the Speaker's ability had reached the extreme of the positive space! Reached the most mysterious part of the universe!

If necessary, given a suitable environment and endless years, he might even be able to rebuild a universe!

This was simply God's forbidden zone!

Before this, Bloodshot Eyes only knew that Qing Yue had this ability, but Qing Yue was the embodiment of the plane will, and belonged to the same category as the universe itself. But the Speaker was human! This difference was what shocked Bloodshot Eyes the most.

"Ha, no need to be so serious. I said that rules are not so easy to establish. I'm just using my ability to skirt the edge," the Speaker winked at Bloodshot Eyes, like a naughty child who had stolen something good. "I brought my dream out. So it can only be regarded as a projection, not a complete rule. Only a small part of the rules in this city are real, the rest are fictional."

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"They all depend on me for existence. They are completely two different concepts from a self-independent universe system. You don't have to worry anymore."

As he spoke, the Speaker approached Bloodshot Eyes, and let Bloodshot Eyes grab a strand of his hair.

"We should go. I've been imprisoned for so long. I can't wait to breathe real air and taste real food. Haha, hahahaha... Those old guys, I really want to see their surprised faces."

In the midst of the wild laughter, Bloodshot Eyes felt a shock in his body, and was actually forcibly brought into the reverse space. The violent spatial turbulence surged towards him from all directions. But before it could get close, it suddenly disappeared. In a flash of light and darkness, Bloodshot Eyes found that he had actually returned to his residence in the mercenary headquarters.

Not far away, Meiding and Qing Yue were playing chess, and looked at him with surprised eyes.

"Master... You... You're back?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)

ps: Second update