Colonial Suit

Endless purple lightning, raging storms, and spatial rifts...

These destructive forces, sufficient to affect a star and shatter planets, were effortlessly collected by the man in the ornate robe, as if he were doing something trivial. When his right hand lowered, where was the terrifying cosmic storm above the Second Throne? Only a clear, cloudless sky remained, leaving behind a group of mercenaries staring at each other in bewilderment.

In the man's hand, however, was a crystalline energy sphere. Its surface was as smooth as crystal, yet within it, purple lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

The man opened his mouth, tossed the small sphere in, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Not bad," he said, a lazy expression on his face. "Quite pure positive energy."

"Oh, no, there's a little bit of antimatter in there too. This little guy is quite restless." The man in the ornate robe grinned mischievously. Of course, his words shouldn't be taken literally. His unit of measurement was different from most people; what he called 'a little bit' could very well be a world-shattering amount.

Hearing this, the Speaker grew serious. "Antimatter?"

"Mm..." The man in the ornate robe nodded, looking nonchalant. "And a high-concentration sample, at least a deep anti-product from the second layer. If he were to impact a star like this, the difficulty would be considerable."

Antimatter is a unique energy of anti-space, and its reaction when it comes into contact with positive space is annihilation. This is a burden for cosmic warriors who mainly operate in positive space, so they try to avoid antimatter during their evolution. But for some reason, perhaps because they were in subspace, Blood瞳's evolution produced antimatter, which was undoubtedly a bad omen.

The Speaker's face changed several times, then he said decisively, "We can't let it continue. We must stop him! This is subspace. When he enters the solidification stage, it will inevitably trigger an invasion of negative energy and antimatter. He will surely die!"

"But you'll interrupt his evolution. Who knows when he'll evolve again," the man in the ornate robe said with a playful smile. "You know what this means to a cosmic warrior; he may only have this one chance in his life..."

"That's only a possibility, but if we don't interrupt him, he will definitely die. Then there will be no chance at all," the Speaker said firmly. Then he reached out and pointed to the library below.

He knew that at this moment, Blood瞳 must be in a semi-conscious state. During this process, he would build his own world and be completely unaware of the outside world. With his thoughts and understanding, his personal world would take shape, forming his unique power system. And when the cognitive world solidified, this world could materialize from nothingness, thereby affecting reality.

But this process was not without risks. In fact, the evolution to a star was extremely dangerous. Because the essence of a cosmic warrior was the utilization of cosmic rules, in a sense, they were parasites of the universe. So when they reached the star stage, evolution required a large amount of positive rule replenishment, an act of plundering nutrients from the universe. If it were in positive space, it would be fine, but here, where was there enough positive rule for him to plunder?

The most obvious result would be the failure of the plunder. The entire person would be decomposed by subspace and become a part of the space itself.

In the sky, the Speaker's eyes flashed with brilliance. After a moment, he no longer hesitated and was about to point his finger down.

With this finger, Blood瞳's connection with everything outside would be severed, and his evolution would be forcibly stopped.

This was the Speaker's world, and he naturally had the confidence to do so.

But no one expected that an anomaly would occur at this moment.

The sky above the library surged again, with a large number of purple lightning storms appearing. Endless dark clouds rotated in a vortex, quickly forming an inverted triangular cavity, shaped like an upside-down tornado. Countless purple lightning bolts crisscrossed within it, with flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder.

"Wow!" The man in the ornate robe exclaimed, a playful smile on his face. "This little guy is amazing. No wonder he could join the Alpha Labyrinth. Old man, you've chosen well this time."

"Damn it, secondary cognition?" The Speaker's face turned pale, and he cursed fiercely. "What exactly is he cognizing? What kind of world is he trying to cognize?"

Despite his words, the Speaker's finger stopped. He didn't dare to point it down, because everyone knew how rare the opportunity of secondary cognition was. Opportunity and risk coexisted. With his point, Blood瞳 might really not have another chance.

But continuing to wait was not realistic. It was clear that Blood瞳's cognitive world this time was too astonishing, and the positive rules required were probably astronomical. It was impossible to solidify here unless...

His gaze turned to the man in the ornate robe, and he said seriously, "I need your help again."

"Why is it always me?" The man in the ornate robe looked distressed and grumbled unhappily. "Do you think my power can be used casually? You're making me do so much work; how many planets do you have for me to eat?"

"Stop talking nonsense. He's your man," the Speaker said unceremoniously, his face almost touching the ground.

The man in the ornate robe chuckled and was about to reach out again.

But before he could raise his right hand, the cloud tower above suddenly changed, and a barely perceptible crack appeared in it. The crack was infinitely deep, exuding a vast and surging positive space aura...

"He's opened a passage to positive space!" This time, both of them were a little uneasy.

They never expected that anyone could do this. What did opening a positive space passage mean? It meant that Blood瞳 was not completely unaware of the outside world during the cognition of the world, and he also possessed the power to penetrate space! How could such a person be described as a genius? Even among cosmic mercenaries, only His Majesty could do this back then. No other strong person, including the most outstanding Seven Lightbreaker Halls, could achieve this.

The vortex was deep and becoming more and more immense. Countless mercenaries were rushing from other places, trying to stop all of this.

The Speaker waved his hand, dismissing them. Then he said expressionlessly.

"It seems we're all doing useless work. This kid knows very well what he's doing."

"With this passage, he can access positive space, and the rule plunder shouldn't be a problem."

"We still need to see," the man in the ornate robe said with a solemn expression, losing his cynical smile. "I suddenly feel that something is wrong. I seem to have heard of this method..."

"Huh?" The Speaker was stunned. "You haven't seen it?"

"Only seen a part."

"What do you mean?" The Speaker was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, the ground beneath his feet shook again.

If someone were observing the Second Throne in subspace at this moment, they would find that, at some point, a purple lightning storm had also appeared above the city below the Second Throne, and another similar vortex cloud tower had formed. Within it... a gap was also slowly starting to open.

"An anti-space channel..." The Speaker gasped, his face instantly changing.