Colonial Suit

Bloodshot eyes stood silently in the black mist, his hands already off the ground, the expansion of the Dark Source Land also tending to stop.

The rotten flesh surface began to dry up, turning little by little into a hard, brownish-black substance. Ten figures, some standing, some squatting, appeared in the black mist, their gazes fixed on Trius with ill intent.

They were covered in wounds, blood flowing from them, but each of them seemed not to feel it. They exuded hungry and greedy gazes. Trius couldn't help but shudder. He recognized that gaze, it was the gaze of someone sizing up prey, evaluating it. Perhaps in their eyes, he was the prey.

But how could he, a being of such glory, accept such humiliation?

"Come on!" Trius growled, conjuring another spear of light in his hand. "You were defeated by my race in the past, and you will be defeated by me today as well. Light Origin Force is your nemesis, have ten thousand years made you forget the fear of the past?"

"I will remind you," Trius said. Then, with a wave of his hand, he hurled a spear of light at one of the figures in the black mist. It was a Conqueror, Trius clearly remembered that he had killed the most in the previous battle, single-handedly accounting for nearly half of the mental puppets. His combat power and madness were unforgettable.

However, after leaving the battle, he was also the most dejected. He squatted lazily on the ground, as if he had lost his spirit.

Faced with the spear of light shot by Trius, he just grinned and caught it with one hand. The spear of light sizzled in his palm, scorching his skin, but he didn't move.

"Don't waste your energy," he said lazily, and actually raised his left hand and broke off his right hand holding the spear of light and threw it aside. Only then did he say nonchalantly, "This kind of thing was indeed quite dangerous a long time ago. But I'm already dead. Have you ever seen a dead person who is still afraid of light? You should save your energy to face our King."

"You're not afraid?" Trius narrowed his eyes. "Then why are you trembling?"

Yes, the man was indeed trembling, but if you observed carefully, you would find that it was not him who was trembling, but the tattered bio-armor on his body. Underneath the damaged protein armor, the enhanced cells were wriggling desperately, seeming to want to escape the spear of light not far away. Moreover, within the organizational modules, there seemed to be the wails of enhanced cells.

This was an unreal wail, and only the dejected man, or Trius, could feel it.

The man because he was the owner of the bio-armor. And Trius because he was prepared. In the secrets of the Boca clan, the restraining effect of Light Origin Force on enhanced cells was recorded. Especially those newly modulated bio-armors. They would be eroded by Light Origin Force without even a trace of resistance.

This is also a secret of Light Origin Force, because Light Origin Force is not actually light, but a kind of spiritual element. It is similar to the existence characteristics of enhanced cells. It just lives on the spiritual level, while enhanced cells live on the material level. So it is no joke that Light Origin Force is the nemesis of enhanced cells. Once it erodes, it may instantly destroy the most primitive gene structure of the enhanced cells.

However, Trius did not expect that after hearing his words, the dejected man just said "Oh" and said to the air. "Be honest. Don't move around."

Instantly, his bio-armor stopped trembling. Just like a weakling found a reliance. Steadfast and admirable.

Trius's pupils shrank suddenly. He couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

With such a powerful will and control. This dejected man is definitely not an ordinary person!

But the dejected man seemed not to hear, just took a bone spur from his body and put it in his mouth, looked up at the sky.

"It's going to be dawn..."

Trius looked up, wasn't it going to be dawn?

The black mist of the Dark Source Land created a dark sky. But as the Dark Source Land gradually died, the black mist was no longer ejected. The black mist in the sky was gradually dissipating, and it was estimated that after a while, the artificial sunlight of Void City could shine in.

But. What does this have to do with my problem?

Trius was puzzled, but before he could speak, he heard the dejected man sigh.

"Our lives cannot see the sun."

"So our names are meaningless."

Saying that, he swayed and stood up, spitting the bone spur on the ground. "You don't have to bother. We won't fight you. In fact, we should disappear at this time. The only thing you need to worry about is our King."

"I will lose?" Trius asked disdainfully. He had the help of the will of the universe, as long as these Conquerors disappeared, he was really not afraid of Bloodshot Eyes. As for the power of the abyss or something, didn't you see that the black mist was about to dissipate? This shows that under the isolation of the will of the universe, the abyss has been unable to follow up. There is no possibility of a comeback at all.

From the beginning of the war to now, the battle situation has been full of twists and turns. When he saw that the mental puppets he relied on were all killed, Trius was about to despair. He didn't expect to get such an answer. Now that the Conquerors are about to disappear, doesn't it mean that he has the victory in his hands?

But he noticed the gaze that flashed in the dejected man's eyes when he said this.

It was a mocking gaze, as if mocking an idiot.

Then the dejected man simply said to Trius. "Goodbye, oh no, it's farewell!"

Saying that, his body began to blur, and turned into a dense black mist and threw himself at the bloodshot eyes in the back. At the same time, the other Conquerors were the same. Ten black mists returned to the bloodshot eyes one after another, and there was no trace of them in the field.

These ten powerful Conquerors disappeared in front of Trius like a nightmare.

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And Bloodshot Eyes raised his head and opened his eyes.

He didn't watch the battle just now, because he wanted to maintain the vitality of the Dark Source Land. At the same time, this was an unfair battle, a mental puppet blessed by the will of the universe to the peak state against a Conqueror lacking support. The only thing Bloodshot Eyes could do was to trust them. Believe in the ancient will of Crodir, which will not weaken even after ten thousand years.

Facts have proved that his trust is correct.

The Conquerors perfectly completed their mission, now, it's his turn.

They finally turned into black mist to replenish his about-to-dry abyss power. At the same time, it also gave him the capital to fight. In fact, at this moment, the will of the universe also began to withdraw from this void. It cannot stay in one place for a long time. So the opportunities for both sides are basically equal. And the advantage of Bloodshot Eyes is that at this moment, he is no longer the abyss monster just now. And returned to the main body.

The power of the abyss monster is very powerful, but it relies too much on instinct, too blindly, without reason.

The power of Bloodshot Eyes is relatively weak, but he is more sensitive and purer.

This time the loss of control helped him a lot, allowing him to understand the power of the abyss better, and also to combine with the abyss more closely.

Now the only thing he has to do is to dispel the vortex in the sky, the will of the universe that has always been paying attention to him.

Isn't this difficult?

Bloodshot Eyes suddenly had a flash of understanding, then hunched his chest and abdomen, and punched the sky...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation..)

ps: Xiao Dao's update has been unstable these days, because Xiao Dao has some problems with his body, his heart seems to be in trouble, and he has had arrhythmia, chest tightness, and chest pain for two consecutive days. It may be due to overwork. So I didn't write when I was tired.

As for the dejected man in this section, Xiao Dao has not given him a name yet. Why, because when I wrote this man, I suddenly felt that the image was well conceived, maybe it can be further enriched and become the protagonist of the next book. However, at present, because the conception of him is not perfect enough, the forms of combat, emotion, and daily life have not been finalized, so it is difficult to say. Let's take it as an experimental subject for the time being. Haha...