Colonial Suit

Amidst the wild laughter, Bick not only didn't retreat but charged towards Brut again, his hands embracing like the surrounding void.

"Spatial Anchoring!"

"Imprisonment!"

With a crack, the void where Brut stood suddenly collapsed and shrunk, actually being held in Bick's arms like a basketball. Within the twisted space, Brut's figure was clearly visible, yet equally distorted and folded.

"Die! You stinky star!"

"Die with me!"

Bick howled grotesquely, squeezing the space in his hands. At the same time, his body cracked inch by inch, spraying out large amounts of blood and tendons from the fissures. It was a truly tragic sight… as if his entire being was exploding in the void, becoming a cloud of blood-like fireworks.

However, he never released the 'space ball' in his hands, compressing it at all costs.

Indeed, Bick was no match for Brut, but that didn't mean he couldn't resist. This spatial imprisonment could completely seal off a space, even isolate it from the universe. Caught by such an ability, even a star-level being couldn't escape immediately!

Because, that was the final brilliance of a planet-level life.

Within the distorted space ball, Brut's face still held an expression of surprise. But outside, light was already flashing, and all the candidates who had fled before teleported back in an instant, launching a fatal attack on the space ball. In an instant, dazzling lights erupted in the void, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were more chilling than a cosmic storm.

Bilit's Deep Resonance… Satches's Calamity Curse… Mitchell's Skewed Checkers…

As many as dozens of planet-level destruction techniques appeared on the seventh battlefield as if they were free, reaching the battlefield's maximum capacity in an instant. A Second World envoy responsible for maintaining the battlefield immediately turned pale, spitting out a mouthful of crystalline light. If two companions hadn't rushed to rescue him, he, the maintainer, would have been blasted apart by the attacks of dozens of planet-level beings before Brut was even taken down!

Even so, two battlefield planets outside still virtualized and disappeared, with energy being urgently transferred to the environment of the seventh battlefield.

In the place where the battlefield planets disappeared, dozens of candidates appeared in the audience's view, looking around blankly. They were all warriors who had been sent to these two battlefields before, and were still engaged in fierce fighting just now, but they never expected the battlefield to disappear like this, so they were immediately plunged into confusion.

And in the other battlefields that could still be maintained, candidates from the Klay Clan, the Mota Clan, and several other powerful races all raised their heads and looked towards a certain place in the void.

A Mota Clan candidate, wrapped in bandages, suddenly chuckled and said to a Klay Clan warrior not far away.

"Looks like those guys are in big trouble."

"No. Relation. With. Me." The Klay Clan candidate looked at the Mota Clan candidate warily, saying indistinctly. "You. Don't. Think. Of. Playing. Tricks."

"Hey, I don't want to be your enemy. There are many targets anyway, why are you chasing me?" The Mota Clan candidate shrugged, revealing a cynical smile. "Did you think that here, I wouldn't be able to reveal your secret?"

The Mota Clan candidate grinned and pointed to his head. "But don't forget. We Mota Clan use this to fight. I've already saved your secret. If you keep pestering me, believe it or not, it will appear in the hands of those who need it."

"You!" The Klay Clan candidate's eyes widened with anger, spitting out from between his teeth, "Despicable!!"

"Haha…" The Mota Clan candidate laughed loudly, then, without even looking at the Klay Clan warrior, he pounced on other targets in the battlefield.

Anyway, there's still a lot of time, I'll just play with these little guys…

The Klay Clan warrior stayed where he was, trembling with anger. After a long while, he grunted and turned to pounce on the other side.

The Mota Clan people are too insidious, he never wanted to contact them again.

…………………………………………

There were many such scenes. In fact, almost all the candidates with enough strength sensed the anomaly in the seventh battlefield, but they didn't know who exactly had triggered such a fierce conflict. Judging from the energy fluctuations and spatial tremors alone, it was at least the joint effort of dozens of planet-level beings. The terrifying power was enough to make even a star-level being retreat!

Brut… of course, would be no exception!!

Seventh Battlefield, shattered starry sky.

The cosmic storm was even more violent,夹裹着虚空的碎片呼啸四方. Space was full of black cracks, as fragile as a broken mirror. The range of the battlefield had doubled, but the constantly涌来的能量 was still not enough to repair the满空狼藉. It was conceivable that the spatial structure here would not be stable for some time to come, forming the 'space cliff', the most frightening thing in the universe.

But this was nothing to the candidates present. In fact, they didn't consider these things at all, but were plunged into extreme ecstasy.

Success!

It really succeeded!!

Using Bick's spatial imprisonment as a starting point, controlling the enemy and then attacking in groups, they actually managed to kill a star-level being. This felt like a dream to all the participants. Although Bick also died in the attack, it still didn't detract from their glory of killing a star!

The most ⊥new⊥small⊥say⊥in⊥six⊥9⊥⊥book⊥⊥bar⊥⊥first⊥post!

You know, star-level beings were famous for being difficult to kill. Being able to kill a star-level being would be an incredibly sensational event in any civilization, in any level of world. It meant that they had changed the balance of the universe, changed the course of the world.

Really… a magnificent feat!!

In the broken void, the candidates cheered and scattered to search for Brut's remains. They wanted to confirm the results… star-level beings were too difficult to kill. Although they had learned that the target had no clones, they couldn't rest assured without seeing Brut's remains. They had to see it with their own eyes.

But as time passed, the faces of dozens of candidates became paler and paler, and their moods became more and more uneasy. Finally, one candidate shouted.

"Nothing!?"

"Why!"

"Why is there nothing!?"

"He's a star-level being… even if so many of us attack together, it's impossible for him to leave no trace at all! This is impossible!"

"Unless…" A candidate suddenly shouted, his face pale. "He's not dead…"

The many candidates were in chaos, but they didn't know that at this moment, in a certain storm around them, a man was watching them coldly. The man was somewhat thin, with a cigar in his mouth, but he was holding a familiar figure in his hand.

That figure, wasn't it Brut?

"Rest time is over…"

Blood瞳 took a puff of his cigar and exhaled a cloud of smoke. Although there was no air in the universe, it seemed to have no effect on him. He put down Brut, then moved his hands and feet and said.

"You can still fight, right?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)