Colonial Suit

Rumble...

In reality, the Second Throne shook violently, like a small boat in a raging storm.

Endless purple lightning and storms had spread to the sub-space, raging and battering around it.

The two spatial vortexes that appeared above and below it were still spewing out more energy and more spatial aura.

These substances that did not belong to the sub-space once again aroused a stronger reaction, while also sending pure power of rules to the center of the throne.

The location of that tiny library.

The shield outside the city flickered, consuming astronomical resources every moment.

If it weren't for this shield, the Second Throne would probably have been destroyed long ago.

All the residents in the city would have died.

The man in the fancy suit stood with his hands behind his back with the Speaker, turning a blind eye to the scene outside.

The idlers around them had been dismissed.

All their energy was focused on protecting the Blood Pupil.

With the protection of the man in the fancy suit, the power of rules brought by these Blood Pupils could no longer damage the city.

However... only temporarily.

"Let me see... how powerful your world is," the man in the fancy suit said with a smile, pointing downwards.

The location where the original library was suddenly emitted a piercing scream, and the ground within a few kilometers of the newborn black mist sphere was forcibly cut off.

Then it slowly floated into the air.

Visible to the naked eye, a force field appeared around the black mist, reflecting a mirror-like luster.

"This force field will make you immune to stellar-level damage.

If you didn't need the rules of positive and negative space to supplement you, maybe I could have done better, but let's just leave it like this for now," the man said casually, flicking his fingers lazily.

"I have prepared everything you need for you.

Now, it's time for you to give me a surprise..."

"Old man, what do you think his world will be like?"

"Who knows?" the Speaker said without turning his eyes.

"It will always give us a surprise."

Before he finished speaking, the black mist vortex in the middle suddenly let out an earth-shattering shock, and suddenly shrank back towards the middle.

Its speed was so fast that it shrank to a pinpoint in an instant, but this was not the end of its contraction.

In the eyes of the Speaker and the man in the fancy suit, the vortex was still shrinking.

It only took a moment to exceed the bearing limit of space.

The next moment, a slight crack appeared in the ears of the two...

The space in the middle of the force field collapsed...

The partition of the sub-space was crushed by the endless energy and mass.

All matter was sucked into it in an instant.

Even light was no exception.

If it weren't for the force field previously laid down by the man in the fancy suit, I'm afraid that the entire Second Throne would have been sucked into this pinpoint-sized nothingness in an instant, causing everything to disappear without a trace.

"Black hole!!"

The Speaker's face changed at that moment.

He couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"How could it be a black hole!?"

He turned his head to look at the man in the fancy suit next to him.

His face was incredulous.

"Could it be that what he's going to break through today is not a star, but your level?"

"Don't be ridiculous," the man in the fancy suit snorted disdainfully.

His gaze stayed in the force field for a while.

No light escaped, he shouldn't have been able to see anything.

But he seemed to see everything.

"It's just a small deep hole vortex, far from worthy of the name black hole.

But this kid is really interesting, he can actually evolve this prototype.

I'm getting more and more interested."

"You mean?"

"Can't you see it yet? This kid is devouring..." the man in the fancy suit looked up and sighed.

"I don't know how vast the world he perceives will be.

The absorption of general rules can no longer satisfy him.

So he created this thing.

He uses the deep hole vortex to devour all the nutrients to satisfy his world structure and growth..."

Speaking of this, a hint of appreciation appeared in the eyes of the man in the fancy suit.

"I guess his world should be based on anti-space and supplemented by positive space.

You should know how difficult this structure is."

The Speaker nodded, with a look of understanding on his face.

This structure is not without precedent.

In fact, in the long evolution of the universe mercenaries.

Many strong people have studied this possibility.

But in the end, only three implemented it, and no one survived.

After that, no one dared to try it again.

After all, mercenaries who can evolve to the stellar level are all overlords, how could they sacrifice their lives?

One or two times is called trying, and if you don't know how to repent many times, it's called courting death.

The Blood Pupil dared to adopt this structure, the Speaker didn't know whether to call him bold or stupid.

But it was too late to say anything at this time, the evolution of the Blood Pupil had already begun, and all he could do.

It was to help the Blood Pupil maintain a good environment.

Waiting for his success...

Or death...

The vortex devoured at a terrifying speed, but in the Blood Pupil's brain, he had reached the point where the lamp was exhausted.

The world that had been built many times was broken again.

Countless fragments and vortexes rolled and boiled in his brain.

The Blood Pupil's consciousness was not very clear.

He was just pursuing his instinct, building, and continuing to build.

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

He didn't know what he was building.

In fact, at this point, he couldn't build any meaningful entity.

But every time he built, he seemed to be approaching a certain goal, every time he built.

It was as if he had taken a solid step.

His brain was in a daze, and new constructs would shatter as soon as they appeared.

It was as if they shouldn't exist in the first place.

And every time they shattered, a cold abyss force would overflow from the deepest part of the Blood Pupil's body and join the world perceived by the Blood Pupil.

The absorbed power of rules had been completely disrupted, and merged with the power of this abyss.

It was no longer possible to distinguish where the normal cosmic rules were and where the cold will of the abyss was.

Time passed by every minute and every second, as if it was only an instant, and as if it was countless years.

Finally, the Blood Pupil felt that a construct had taken shape, and it did not shatter like in the past.

Instead, it frantically absorbed all rules and all fragments, sweeping away the Blood Pupil's brain in an instant.

A feeling of extreme fatigue, but also extreme joy, suddenly appeared in the Blood Pupil's heart.

He tried to open his eyes...

What was presented in front of him was a piece of chaos.

A super huge, galaxy-like chaotic vortex was slowly rotating, emitting endless light.

The outer edge of the vortex was as white as snow, but the inside of the vortex was as black as ink.

Faintly, the Blood Pupil felt that in the center of the vortex, there seemed to be something, moving its hands and feet like a fetus...

The vortex shook and made a strange sound...

At the same time, the real space outside.

The Speaker suddenly froze, and then asked the man in the fancy suit in disbelief.

"Did you hear something?"

"I heard it..." the man in the fancy suit looked up, his eyes full of confusion.

"It's a heartbeat..."

"The heartbeat of a fetus."

(To be continued.

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