Colonial Suit

The mechanical monster disappeared...

In full view of everyone, it was dragged into subspace by Muus.

The dignity of a black hole level being must be maintained, even in the last second before death. Muus had no intention of letting his corpse appear before everyone's eyes, and neither did the mechanical monster.

No one knew the outcome of this battle, but everyone was clear that the mechanical monster was dead.

The only difference was whether Muus could return.

In the void, the Sajeste people had already begun to retreat. The disappearance of the mechanical core shattered their last bit of strength. They began to abandon the outer battlefield, shrinking their defensive perimeter to the interior of the collective. This was a war that was destined to be lost, and everyone knew it. But they had to keep fighting.

Only to delay longer and make the humans pay a greater price.

It could be said that, at this moment, the war of the nations had basically come to an end with the victory of humanity. The next question was when humanity could occupy the void collective and how much value could be retained. The Sajeste people would not willingly hand over their painstakingly managed nation to humanity, and all of this would require humanity to seize it for themselves.

Outside the void collective, humanity's battered warships had already deployed orbital bridges, and a large number of fighters were entering the interior of the void collective through the bridges. The battle continued. People were sacrificing themselves every minute and every second.

And Blood瞳 sighed and turned to walk into the space gate.

The battle just now had fallen into his eyes from beginning to end, and it also raised a trace of confusion in him.

What kind of humans are real?

The coldness and infighting under the x35 doomsday, the oppression and plunder common in the Sixth World. The infighting in the Fifth World, and now, the determination and will shown for the future of the race. Everything was so contradictory, so complex. Blood瞳 didn't know which were the true faces of humanity, but he faintly felt the potential that humanity possessed...

This was a race that would eventually rise, no matter how many shortcomings it had.

The complexity and contradictions of humanity were perhaps the catalysts for their growth. Compared to the former Krodir, humans seemed more complex, and more changeable. They were good at utilizing and collaborating, and they did not lack the courage to fight. When the righteousness of the race was placed before them, their spirit of sacrifice was even shocking to Blood瞳.

Which of those star level beings was not a king looked up to by everyone? But for the sake of humanity, they died without hesitation...

Which of these mercenaries was not the elite of the elite? But here they also laughed and died in battle.

No one complained, because this was righteousness.

Blood瞳 was also a human. Or used to be human. So he could also feel the power and will in this righteousness.

He also remembered his teacher Henschel. Perhaps when he became a mercenary, he was also eager to fight for the race. Who said that mercenaries were all slaves who fought for money? It's just that ordinary people can never reach their hearts.

What is in their hearts?

Is it fire?

Or hope??

In the space gate, Blood瞳 suddenly hummed softly. It was a song, an ancient song...

"We come from humility,摘取王者的皇冠.

High above, the gods!

Will be defeated by us............"

The interior of the void collective was extremely large. Accurately speaking, distance had no meaning here. This was a distorted space, where the ends of the earth being close at hand and shrinking the earth into inches were common occurrences. So Blood瞳's progress was not fast, and he had to enter the spatial turbulence almost every once in a while, using all his strength to find an exit.

Whenever this happened, he could see countless corpses, some human and some Sajeste. It could be seen that these spatial turbulence were the defensive nodes of the Sajeste people. Humanity had paid a great price here.

But defense was meant to be broken. So in the face of humanity's determination, these had become history.

Blood瞳 saw a young mercenary, his eyes wide open, but everything below his waist was gone. In his hand he still held a long knife, and countless mechanical parts floated around him.

He was of course dead. Everyone here was dead.

Blood瞳's footsteps paused for a moment, then continued forward.

He did not care about this warrior, because he felt that any act of touching this warrior was a blasphemy.

He ended his life in the right place, at the right time, and in the right way. No one could blame him. No one could hate him. In fact, no one would remember him...

Isn't a funeral without sadness and tears the most beautiful funeral?

Blood瞳 shook his head and suddenly smiled wryly. Then he condensed all his strength and punched the space barrier. At this moment, his mind had no hesitation or bewilderment, only unwavering confidence.

The power of the fist surged, and the next moment the space barrier was broken by Blood瞳's punch, appearing in a huge mechanical hall. The vortex of the second space gate ahead was slowly rotating, and everywhere was filled with battle and death.

Blood瞳 saw at a glance that Bass was waving a giant axe and stirring up a group of Sajeste people. All around was the battlefield of the mercenaries. Every moment, Sajeste people were flying out horizontally from the middle, or being beaten into parts. There were also mercenaries falling down, and more mercenaries filling the gaps.

The battle had reached a fever pitch. The mercenaries' offensive was extremely sharp, but the number of Sajeste people was also endless. The entire mechanical hall was like a production factory, constantly changing into new Sajeste people.

Blood瞳's appearance of course attracted the attention of the Sajeste people, and dozens of robots immediately pounced on Blood瞳, firing dense beams of light.

Blood瞳 didn't even look at them, his body disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind them. Dozens of Sajeste people stopped at the same time, and then turned into countless parts in the air.

Haha, kid, you're finally here!

Bass immediately noticed Blood瞳 and shouted excitedly. "How's it outside now?"

"Leikeduo is dead," Blood瞳 replied, casually pulling over a Sajeste person next to him, twisting off its head, and tearing its body apart.

"Dead!?" Bass was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered. "It's good to be dead. Did they complete their mission?"

"Completed. Seven leaders, only two survived. But the enemy's black hole level defense was also broken. Then our Majesty appeared and dragged it into subspace," Blood瞳 said calmly. "His Majesty said it's dead."

"Hahahaha..." Bass suddenly laughed wildly and roared at the other mercenaries. "Did you hear that? Little ones! We won!"

"As long as we break through this gate, we can fulfill our dreams!"

"Let us humans enter the Second World in a dignified manner!"

"This is our mission."

Bass roared, sending all the Sajeste people in front of him flying, and then grabbed the giant axe and rushed towards the space gate.

"I will!"

"Personally complete it!!"

With a bang, the giant axe's energy tore through the void, like the creation of the world, and heavily landed on the space gate...