Colonial Suit

The massive mothership slowly moved forward, like a dark cloud covering the sky, its shadow almost engulfing the entirety of Vancelte. Behind the mothership, a vast number of fighters and battleships continued to materialize, seemingly without end.

Suddenly, an alien child with two horns pointed to the sky and screamed.

"Look, look!"

"What is that?"

"What's going on?"

People looked in the direction the child was pointing, and were immediately stunned. In the distant void, a black dot had suddenly appeared. The black dot was initially extremely small, barely larger than an ant. But as time passed, it grew larger and larger, spreading rapidly through the void. Within minutes, the entire vicinity of Vancelte was filled with darkness, surging with terrifying tidal fluctuations.

"The Black Tide!!"

An old alien suddenly screamed, staggering backward, waving his hands wildly as if trying to grab something. His pupils were filled with fear and terror! Even blood was seeping from his mouth and nose, his miserable and terrified appearance as if he had seen the most horrific thing imaginable.

"Black Tide?"

"What is the Black Tide?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, some even mocking the old man. They had never heard of the Black Tide, nor had they seen it. They felt nothing for this ordinary-sounding name. It was just a bit darker in the void, so what? After all, the Second World was virtual, so a little change was normal, wasn't it?

But some people's faces changed. Without exception, they were all elderly, and in their almost frozen minds, some names seemed to be still lurking. And the most terrifying of these names seemed to be… 'Black Tide'.

"Quick, grab that old codger. Don't let him run around. He's making a mess of things."

"How annoying, get him out of here, he dirtied my clothes. I just bought them."

A group of young people were mocking the old man without restraint, some even planning to get physical. But just as they were about to approach the old man, a piercing scream suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"I remember now! The Black Tide!"

"It's that prophecy! The most famous prophecy that appeared at the end of the Great Chaos!"

"We are destined to die, but we will surely be reborn! When we descend again, the sky will be covered in shadows. Darkness will devour your homes. The sins you have committed will be repaid a hundredfold. The old world will be shattered in the fires of war, and a new world will surely arrive!"

"The Black Tide! It's when the sky is covered in shadows, and darkness engulfs everything. It's a sign of the Great Destruction!!"

"What!?" Hearing this prophecy, people were stunned. They were all young, many having come from lower worlds. They had no memory of these things. Let alone any prophecies.

But the person who spoke out couldn't be faking it, because she was Fenni, the administrator of the Vancelte Grand Library! When it came to history and literature, she was definitely the authority in Vancelte!

"This is the Black Tide!?" People discussed, looking suspiciously at the sky. "Doesn't look like anything special, just a bit more energy fluctuation? The void of the Second World has a strong balancing ability. This fluctuation will be gone soon. Too much tension, right?"

"Exactly, what prophecy, it's just to scare children. Nothing like that."

"Besides, who said this prophecy is still unknown, don't use it to scare people."

The crowd began to discuss again, the atmosphere becoming playful. Most people didn't believe Fenni's words, and were indifferent to the so-called 'prophecy'. Just as everyone was about to disperse, the alien elder who had first called out the Black Tide suddenly trembled, screaming hoarsely.

"You bunch of fools! The Grim Reaper's scythe is hanging over your heads! And you are still oblivious!!"

"That's the prophecy of the Great Chaos! The words of the Last King! They left, but they have returned!!"

"You will die, everyone will die!"

"They have returned with hatred, returned with blood… returned with death, returned with terror… They will demand repayment for our sins, they will destroy everything! The universe will be shattered in the fires of war. Don't you understand? No one can escape the eyes of the avengers, the Great Destruction will be their punishment for us!"

The old man's voice grew more and more fearful, his pupils shrinking smaller and smaller. When he uttered the last high note, he suddenly convulsed violently. A large amount of blood sprayed from his mouth and nose, and his entire body withered and shriveled in an instant.

He was scared to death…

The surrounding crowd was also startled. They didn't expect the old man to react so violently. But they were still somewhat doubtful.

"Who is the Last King? Is he that scary?"

"King? Whose king is he? Call him out. I'll beat him to death!"

"Hahahaha, exactly, this is the Second World… what king or whatever, however many come, that many will die. It's just a rumor from a low-level world. Who are you trying to scare?"

"That's not a rumor from a low-level world, not even from any world!" Fenni suddenly interrupted the crowd's discussion, a look of disgust on her face. She angrily rebuked, "Because when it appeared, this universe didn't even have seventh-level worlds! And that Last King doesn't need your evaluation. It's a title that all civilizations, including the nobles here, must give with respect!"

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"Because he is the King of Krodir!"

"No name, and no need for a name. He is the King!!"

"Foolish creatures are destined to die. You will soon experience the hatred from the strongest race of ancient times." Fenni turned her head to look at the sky, her gaze complex. "He will bring you the prelude to the Great Destruction, and the end…"

In the sky, human battleships were still materializing, against the backdrop of the spreading Black Tide. At that moment, they appeared so ferocious, so terrifying, as if demons from hell were awakening from their slumber. Ship after ship, armed to the teeth, fighters enough to drown the sky, endless warriors, all caused a picture to appear in the minds of the watching crowd…

The starry sky was burning, powerful demons descended from the sky, destroying planet after planet. Resilient warriors struggled in the rain of meteors, women and children cried miserably, falling in the flames.

Gradually, the images in their memories overlapped with reality, and the figures of humans replaced the image of the ancient demons.

"Is this a hallucination?"

People rubbed their eyes haphazardly, and when they looked up again, they found that everything had returned to normal.

The Black Tide was gone, and the human fleet had completed its materialization. They were flying towards the docking area. Everything was so normal, just like usual.

"What… there's no Black Tide? Great Destruction and all that, it's all a lie."

"Exactly, we were all scared by that old guy. Hahahaha…"

The crowd joked with each other and gradually dispersed. It was as if everything just now had been a dream. Only the lonely administrator, Fenni, remained in a gazing posture.

In her eyes, flowed memories and terror.

"They… have returned…"(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)