Colonial Suit

When slaughter becomes a habit, life is reduced to mere numbers.

In just a few days, Saros and the Great Sage traversed this starry sky, turning planet after planet into nothingness.

The wails of life, the struggles before death, the cries of agony, became a part of their daily routine.

Primitive, barbaric life, developing intelligent life, and even cosmic life that had evolved a certain level of technology and could potentially venture out into the stars, all vanished at his hands.

Without pity, without hesitation, Saros calmly continued his slaughter, gradually accumulating more and more flesh, its volume growing larger and larger.

However, his gaze became increasingly strange, and an inexplicable aura began to emanate from his body, lingering like a vengeful spirit.

"Pause, Saros," the Great Sage said. "Your spirit is no longer pure. Too many negative emotions are interfering with you. You need to undergo a purification."

"Yes, I will do it immediately," Saros replied after a moment of hesitation.

He knew this was for his own good. Since the disappearance of the Nine Heavens during the Great Chaos Era, negative emotions had become a new source of danger.

Although a small amount of negative emotions was insignificant, a large amount could pollute the spirit and psionic energy, and even he couldn't ignore the danger.

Fortunately, the strong had invented a purification method that required only a little time and necessary substitutes.

Saros had performed this action countless times and was naturally skilled at it.

He took out a small wooden puppet, about to gather his spirit, when suddenly, his expression changed, and the faint aura around his body disappeared.

"What's wrong? Was the purification this fast?" the Great Sage asked strangely.

"No..." Saros stared blankly at the wooden puppet in his hand, his heart filled with turmoil. "I... I haven't even started..."

"That's impossible," the Great Sage frowned. "After the Nine Heavens disappeared, negative emotions could no longer be circulated. How could this be..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes met Saros's, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Reconstruction..."

"The Nine Heavens have been rebuilt," Saros crushed the wooden puppet in his hand.

"Ah," the Great Sage was stunned. "So, the cosmic process has exceeded our expectations? Then we..."

"That's not the key," Saros knew that the Great Sage was absorbed in research and didn't understand the cosmic situation, so he said directly, "The key is that if the cosmic process accelerates, then other ancient traces may also awaken, especially... that legend of the Boca clan..."

"Damn it," Saros said through gritted teeth, his face ashen. "No wonder the First Prince suddenly wanted to seize the throne. He had sensed it long ago! He wants to realize his plan. As long as he can awaken that legend, he can possess terrifying power without plundering. Even we must be wary of him."

"Then I will return immediately," the Great Sage also felt the seriousness of the situation.

He had heard of that legend, about the Boca clan's Tomb of the Gods.

It was said that the Boca clan placed all their ancestors who died in battle during the Great Chaos Era in a tomb, waiting for them to awaken one day.

No one knew how many secrets and inhumane practices were involved, but one thing the Great Sage knew very well was that even if the Boca clan degenerated and became corrupt over the millennia, the worship of this tomb had never stopped.

More than half of their acquired resources were invested in this tomb.

The Boca clan was a top-tier cosmic clan! With such a terrifying investment, who would think they were just dreaming?

However, the Sasha clan also had its own heritage. Not to mention anything else, the giant mother nest they were building was an unimaginable weapon and the only super base that could sink into the edge of the fourth layer of anti-space.

Once completed, even if the universe were destroyed, the Sasha clan would have a chance to rise again.

Therefore, the Great Sage no longer hesitated and separated from Saros, who continued to harvest life force, while he returned to accelerate the progress of the mother nest.

In fact, most of the construction of the mother nest had been completed, with only the last two steps remaining: the endowment of life force and the driving core.

Saros was already working on the life force part, and the Great Sage had a plan for the other part.

Returning to his laboratory, he directly opened a tumor-like biological brain and sent a communication request to a distant location. Soon, Sabos's wrinkled old face appeared before him.

"I accept your suggestion," the Great Sage said directly. "When Saros returns, we will launch the Star Nest project."

"Oh? Did you get water in your head today?" Sabos was very surprised by the Great Sage's reaction.

Although they were both sages of the Sasha clan, they were in a competitive relationship and rarely cooperated.

The last time was when Sabos couldn't analyze Li'er's tissue and had to ask the Great Sage for help. He didn't expect to get a response so quickly.

Unfortunately, he still had no results for the analysis of Li'er, so the only option was the second plan.

"Alright, Napolitt, you know I've been preparing for this for a long time, but are you sure you're ready to sacrifice? If you use her as the core, then the composite worm brain you've been building all these years will have to be abandoned. That's all your hard work."

"Research without practical value doesn't need to exist," a hint of sadness flashed in the Great Sage's eyes, but he still said sternly, "If possible, I would of course hope to create the perfect mother nest myself, but we don't have time.

According to Saros's guess, the Boca clan may awaken the ancient Tomb of the Gods. We must be prepared before them, otherwise, even with the ancient ban, the Boca clan may attack us."

"Tomb of the Gods?" Sabos exclaimed.

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"Nothing is impossible. Even the Nine Heavens have been rebuilt, indicating that the cosmic process has quietly accelerated. This is the power of fate. It seems to be ready," the Great Sage said calmly.

"Our only chance is to complete this before the final day, so that we can take the initiative."

"It seems that the Boca clan also has this plan."

"I see. Then I understand. The cooperation process will be sent to you immediately. Three days later, I will take her to the Star Nest body. If you can complete the preparations before then, then merge immediately," Sabos said seriously, without any hesitation.

"I will try to persuade her, but you must also prepare a virtual personality. This is our greatest masterpiece, and there can be no uncertain factors."

"After the fusion, she will have the components of the second sequence and can become Saros's bride."

"The third sequence that Clodil didn't complete will be born in our hands."

"I am eagerly anticipating it."

At the end, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared in Sabos's eyes. (To be continued...)