Colonial Suit

Existence is destruction?

Doesn't this mean that, whether he wants it or not, as long as he exists for a day, Diabolos' influence will gradually spread, thereby gradually eliminating the entire binary energy rule? And what will happen to the universe without the binary energy rule?

Blood瞳 couldn't imagine it, but he knew that it would definitely be the most terrifying thing in the world.

Unconsciously, the atmosphere became suffocatingly oppressive. Blood瞳 silently lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. Behind him, Robbie and the twin siblings all showed concerned expressions.

"Blood瞳..." Robbie stepped forward, just about to offer a few words of comfort, but saw Blood瞳 suddenly raise his hand, stopping his words.

"I'm fine," Blood瞳 said, his lowered face unreadable.

"Very, very fine..."

"Blood瞳..." Robbie's expression changed slightly, and he immediately took a few steps forward to support Blood瞳. But before he could complete the action, he saw Blood瞳 turn around and slowly raise his head.

Beneath his messy hair, Blood瞳's face was a little pale, but not as flustered as he had imagined. Nor was there the despair after shock.

In Robbie and the twin siblings' concerned gazes, Blood瞳 twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a forced smile.

"Let's go."

"Continue?"

"Of course," Blood瞳 replied, then walked into the lower passage without looking back. In the dark passage, his voice faintly echoed. "Since it's irreversible, why should I regret it? Whether it's disaster or destruction... I, must live on... Live on well..."

The voice gradually faded away, eventually disappearing without a trace. Robbie and the twin siblings exchanged a glance and hurriedly followed...

Only Dirk was left alone in the cave.

Chapter (Madman Hand-typed)

"Diabolos, what are you confused about? What are you afraid of?"

"Could it be that you, as the will of the Abyss, are also blinded by this chaotic world? Or are you assimilated by this universe because you possess a new body?"

"It's ridiculous, I actually saw kindness and simplicity in your heart. Innocence and tenderness. These human emotions will only make you weak. No matter what choice you make, the cycle of the universe is irreversible. When you appear here with the will of the Abyss, destruction and rebirth are already destined... The old and broken will disappear, and the new and active will arrive. The new era of the universe will once again feature the name of Krodir."

Dirk said to himself, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter. "And also... the name of the Mark tribe."

His finger stopped on the face of the girl in the painting. A rare hint of tenderness appeared in Dirk's eyes.

"This is also... the future you've always been looking forward to, right..."

The voice gradually subsided, eventually disappearing without a trace. On the altar, the figure of Hades Dirk stood alone, like a lonely star. Around him, the girls in the paintings smiled at him, revealing gentle gazes.

The cave was very quiet, like a dead zone.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Dirk raised his head and glanced at the girl in the painting.

"Sorry, I have to part with you again. I need to deal with some flies."

"You know I always run into annoying guys. But this time I don't know if I can come back. If I can't come back, then I'll say goodbye to you here."

As he spoke, Dirk's finger once again caressed the face of the girl in the painting, his gaze becoming more and more gentle. Like water waves, like the ocean. But then his finger flicked slightly...

With a bang, all the paintings on the altar shattered into pieces simultaneously, scattering and flying. Like the most beautiful butterflies in the world.

Dirk stood in the center of these butterflies, turning his gaze towards the front of the altar.

There, a new passage was forming, and a group of people walked out.

The group at the very front were wearing heavy armor, like steel giants. They advanced cautiously, and behind them, a white-haired old man was closely protected in the center of the team. As soon as he appeared, he met Dirk's gaze.

With just one glance, the old man felt as if he had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, his face instantly turning as pale as paper.

"God... God-domain level?"

"..." Dirk was silent, but then revealed a faint sneer. He raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion.

"Careful!!" the old man shouted urgently, and hurriedly released a transparent protective layer. This protective layer was extremely thin, but at a glance, it seemed to have no end, and even the space was distorted. Undoubtedly, it belonged to an extremely high-end rule. Under normal circumstances, just his protective layer would be enough to withstand a direct hit from a ship's cannon!

It was a pity that he was not facing someone else, but Dirk, a man who occupied the top of the food chain even in the Great Chaos Era.

For Hades, such protection was equivalent to no protection.

In an instant, a crisp sound like tearing silk rang out in the air, as if something had been torn apart. The next moment, dozens of heavily armored warriors were pulled together by an invisible force, instantly forming a steel ball in the air. Their limbs were entangled, struggling desperately, but they could not change the situation in any way. One by one, they revealed horrified and desperate gazes.

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"Wai, wait!" the old man hurriedly shouted loudly, but could only see Dirk's cold gaze.

"Meaningless struggle," Dirk said, then raised his right hand in front of the old man and clenched his five fingers together.

"No!" the old man was about to stop him, but saw the 'human ball' in the air instantly shrink, its volume reduced by more than 90%, forming an irregular sphere with a diameter of only half a meter, with alloy fragments splashing in all directions.

There were no screams, no wails. Dozens of warriors were squeezed to death alive. Their blood dripped down along the cracks in their armor, quickly forming a pool of blood on the ground.

Only then did Dirk release his palm and said softly to the old man.

"Who are you?"

"You..." the old man never expected Dirk to be so cold-blooded, launching a deadly attack as soon as they met. But he was, after all, one of the few strong men in the universe, and calmed down in a moment. "You can call me Old Man Death."

This old man was Old Man Death and his subordinates! They had actually broken through Boya's defense and rushed into the fifth altar??

Dirk silently looked at Old Man Death, his gaze as calm as ever. After a while, he said softly, "How is Boya..."

"Are you talking about the strong man at the fourth altar?" Old Man Death's expression changed slightly, but after considering it, he said bluntly.

"He's dead."

"His lifespan ended."

"As expected." Dirk nodded. Of course, he didn't doubt Old Man Death's words. In fact, if Boya hadn't died from the end of his lifespan, these people in front of him wouldn't have been his opponents at all.

As the guardian of the fourth altar, Boya's strength was terrifyingly strong, and he was second only to him.

It was a pity that Boya, who had once been a legendary figure, could not resist the cycle of birth, old age, sickness, and death.

"Truly, lonely..." Dirk raised his head, as if he saw Boya's playful smile again. In the civilization of Krodir, only this cynical guy and himself could be considered somewhat close.

"Since that's the case, then you can accompany him in death," Dirk said indifferently, raising his right hand again...