Colonial Suit

Billions of conquerors?

Staring at the densely packed modulation nests on the open plain, Blood瞳 fell silent...

What a terrifying, what a horrifying power this is... Even after ten thousand years, these powerful conquerors are still venting their power to the outside world. They unscrupulously release their powerful and wild aura, like hibernating beasts waiting for the moment of awakening. Endless 'branches' transport mysterious liquids into their bodies, ensuring the activity of their flesh..

One can imagine that when they open their eyes again, the entire universe will boil because of it!!

No one can stop their power, can stop their revenge!!

This... this is...

Robbie widened his eyes in disbelief, his fingers trembling and pale. "What is this?!"

What, what, even if that civilization is destroyed, so many warriors will still be left behind! Who exactly are they? Why are they still alive?

Ah... they're really still alive, so scary," Little Bossi also said in surprise, his face pale.

They are all elites among the universe mercenaries, but no matter how powerful the elites are, when they see billions of warriors as powerful as themselves, or even more powerful, the only thing left is fear. Crodir showed them too much strength. So many conquerors, their power is enough to flood half the universe, destroying billions of civilizations in the flames of war. If they are allowed to unleash their anger, then the entire universe, civilization, will regress for thousands of years..

This is the real power of destruction, belonging to Crodir, the last foundation.

Blood瞳 was also shocked. He still doesn't know how Crodir left behind such a huge army. So many warriors, their number is no longer something a civilization can possess. Even if all the members of mankind today are added together, they can't gather so many strong people.

Billions! Real billions! A power that can flood the universe!

In an instant, Blood瞳 suddenly had an epiphany. These conquerors were not produced in the same period. They probably started accumulating from the moment Crodir was born. The long years allowed them to retain high-quality warriors, eventually forming such a terrifying scale.

But the problem is, how did Crodir keep them alive? To survive until today, ten thousand years later?

With this question in mind, Blood瞳 observed again, but then suddenly froze.

An unimaginable chill climbed up his spine, and the whole person seemed to fall into an abyss.

No! They are not living people!!

Those in the modulation nests, the living bodies, are just shells! Billions of shells!

They are still alive, but they are already dead. No one will ever walk out of the modulation nest again, because they have already lost their souls!

Under the shock of his mind, Blood瞳 suddenly turned his head and looked at the four men in front of the throne. Then his heart skipped a beat.

They are also shells! Powerful shells, enough to compare with planetary-level powerhouses!

Wait, that face...

Shadow!

Blood瞳 suddenly exclaimed.

What are you saying?

Robbie was stunned and quickly asked.

Blood瞳 did not answer him, but quickly walked to the first man and lifted his long hair. Underneath, wasn't it a familiar handsome face?

It's Shadow! Shadow of the First Altar!

Robbie immediately said in surprise. A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. "But didn't he die? The only clone is still in the First Altar? Are we seeing things wrong?"

No.

Blood瞳 shook his head silently, his face as gloomy as if covered in a layer of dark clouds. "You are not seeing things wrong. I am not mistaken either."

He is Shadow. The time-space traveler among the four dominators of Crodir, Shadow.

Blood瞳 put down his hand, letting Shadow's long hair fall down. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. "But what we see is just a shell."

Shadow's former body?

No, it should be modulated later.

Blood瞳 replied. He looked at the second man again. Unsurprisingly, it was Lesterro.

The third man, Borya.

The fourth man, Dirk.

The four dominators Blood瞳 had seen were all here at this moment. Although it was just a shell, Blood瞳 could almost imagine that this was all prepared for the rebirth of the Crodir civilization. Once a certain moment arrives, perhaps their spirit, soul, or clone will come from the darkness and merge with the shell again.

At that time, it will be when the Crodir civilization walks out of the ruins and faces the universe.

Ten thousand years of hatred and anger will be washed away in one dynasty.

But the only problem is that in front of them, there is no longer a king.

The throne is empty.

Blood瞳 couldn't help but feel puzzled. With Crodir's technology, since it can clone the bodies of the four dominators, why would it miss 'King'? Could it be that even the four dominators can leave their traces across time and space, but 'King', the greatest person in Crodir, can't be left behind?

This does not conform to reality.

Also, what Blood瞳 is even more strange about is why there are only shells in the deepest part of this relic. Although these shells are strong, they are just dead objects without souls. No matter how powerful a dead object is, it has no value. Crodir took great pains to preserve them, but where did they find their souls?

The four dominators are fine, after all, they were once legendary powerhouses, and even after such a long period of time, traces still remain. But the problem is with these billions of conquerors. No matter how powerful a civilization is, it is impossible to preserve the souls of so many strong people and pass them down to this day.

Compared to a civilization, time is the eternity of the universe.

What?

Blood瞳 stared blankly at the wilderness under his feet, a dazed look flashing in his eyes. "Why leave these behind, what is the meaning of this..."

Blood... Blood瞳...?

Robbie's voice came from his ear, and Blood瞳 turned his head blankly.

Are you calling me?

You!

Strangely, Robbie at this moment no longer had his past calmness, but pointed at Blood瞳, revealing a horrified expression.

Your body...

Me? What's wrong with me?

Blood瞳 lowered his head in confusion, but found that at some point, his body was covered in a thick blood mist, and streams of blood-colored aura flew out of his body, shooting into the sky like ghosts. Unknowingly, the entire sky began to turn into red clouds.狂风阵阵, yin影连连.

And in the next moment, a strong pain, almost tearing the soul, came from the depths of Blood瞳's mind, causing him to kneel down involuntarily.

Ah!!

The severe pain raged wildly, and Blood瞳 could hardly control himself. The ten fingers of both hands simultaneously sank into the ground, carving cracks in the hard altar.

But none of this is important. What is important is that at this moment, Blood瞳 actually left reality and was suddenly pulled back into his mind.

In front of him, a boiling sea of blood appeared. The once familiar sea of blood. Countless blood shadows were struggling out of the sea of blood, screaming like hungry ghosts.

At the same time, Robbie outside saw a shocking scene.

It was seen that the vast wilderness behind the throne suddenly split open from the middle, revealing an incomparably huge yin shadow. In the yin shadow, a gorgeous, different modulation nest slowly rose.

It's just that unlike other modulation nests, this modulation nest...

Is empty. (To be continued.)