This group of people were very armed cosmic mercenaries. They saw that their armor was extremely exquisite, obviously among the elites. They quickly searched at the position where the blood pupils disappeared, and then passed on information to each other.

“No traces of intruders were found.”

"What a great guy, he can actually hide his perceptions from us. How did he do it?"

"It doesn't matter, what's important is that he's in now! We have to catch him!"

"The Speaker is sleeping, and he will disturb His Excellency the Speaker."

"Damn it, why did we make such a big mistake? This will make our assessment this year end! Wait for the lower world to sell our ass!"

"Oh, my God! He also used the proliferation bubble. There is the purest space particle. He is desperate!"

"It's too late, I'll send an alarm right away, we must catch up with him!"

An anxious voice spread in the channel. Suddenly, the space between the crowd twisted for a moment, and a burly figure appeared. Seeing all his mercenaries stroking their chests and shouting respectfully.

"Mr. Teres."

Teres is a very tough and strong man, and he is not equipped with armor like other mercenaries, only wearing a simple casual outfit. On his open chest, the black breasts were clumping like weeds. As soon as he walked out of the space tunnel, he frowned and looked at the direction of the blood pupils disappearing. Then he closed his eyes. A few seconds later, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. "Sure enough, the feeling before was correct. But how did he survive my amethyst storm?"

"Mr. Teres, have you discovered him before?" asked a mercenary.

"What do you want to say?" Teres glanced at him bluntly. "Do you want to tell me that it was because of me that he let him escape? Or do you blame me for not stopping him?"

"Don't dare." The mercenary hurriedly lowered his head and expressed his surrender to Teres. In fact, he must surrender too.

Because he is facing the king.

The Seventh Hall of Blade Light, "Guanghua", Teres. The man who controls the power of light. He is invincible in the field of electricity. Even the planetary ratings of the entire headquarters can't catch up with his little finger. His power has reached the peak of the star level. He is the strongest man in the Seventh Hall of Blade Light.

The most common saying he said was, "I am the lightning, my will is the will of the lightning. When lightning and sparks pass by the sky, the whole world will boil because of me."

He did not let this sentence down. In a battle with higher civilizations, he alone caused the electrical energy oscillation of three planets. All matter, including planets, turned into dust in the vibration of electric light. Billions of lives were destroyed by him. The entire Third World was in awe of his name.

He is the king of Teres.

Just imagine how dare you question his words as an ordinary mercenary?

Looking at the trembling mercenary, Teres nodded with satisfaction. Then he said, "I understand your idea of ​​shirking responsibility. But I also hope you know that responsibility is a burden to you, but to me, it is just a meaningless excuse. So what if I take this responsibility? Will the MPs punish me?"

"A bunch of idiots!"

"Yes, sir." All the mercenaries lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Teres.

Teres then slowly said to them. "This invader is even more dangerous than you think. Although I discovered him, I could only detect his approximate position and used the Purple Electric Storm. But he obviously survived the Purple Electric Storm. I don't know why, but I think that if such an existence is against you, the only result is that you are all killed."

"Now, are you still blaming me for not stopping him?"

"No...we...we are wrong..." The mercenary who asked the question before was already sweating and his body was trembling.

Yes, without Teres' reminder, they had not noticed that this terrible invader survived the Purple Electric Storm. They knew the power of the Purple Electric Storm very well. How could they compare to their strength in such an environment? As Teres said, if the result is to be killed completely.

Thinking of this, the mercenary didn't dare to say anything anymore and hurriedly bowed and retreated. But before he could walk far, he asked as if he remembered something.

"His Highness Teres, the invader has entered, do we want to..."

"No need." Teres waved his hand indifferently, his eyes falling into the depths of the distant subspace.

"Be able to escape from my thoughts. I admit your ability. But you won't think of what you are about to face."

"That's a man I want to respect..."

He said this, his eyes narrowing slightly...

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At the same time, Blood Eyes are struggling with the boundary between life and death.

He didn't expect that such a harsh environment would be after entering the crack.

This is a vast and endless tunnel. There are broken space fragments and chaotic energy frenzy everywhere. All the righteous rules are invalid here. Even his body shows signs of collapse. Although the power of the abyss can be barely used, it can no longer be suppressed. Therefore, the blood pupil can only shrink itself into the bubble. With its powerful body as strong as a star, it can fight against everything in front of him.

His skin was cracked, his blood vessels and tendons were exposed, and then he quickly faded away. A large amount of biological energy overflowed from his body and dissipated in just a few minutes. The once powerful feeling of thought could not even be protruded. He could only maintain a thin layer outside the blood pupil.

There are dense space particles in the bubble, which is the only good news for the blood pupil. Although he cannot absorb this thing, it can be released as a tool. A thin protective layer is formed on the outer edge of the bubble.

This is his only protective method at present.

In the darkness, bubbles are still falling at high speed. It seems that there are hundreds of millions of kilometers of distances every second. Blood pupils don’t know where the end point is, but they can keenly feel that they are moving towards disappearing.

Yes, it is disappearing, not death.

The reason why it is not described by death is because Blood Eyes can't wait for the moment of death. In this wonderful tunnel, everything about him is losing the foundation of existence. There is no rule to support the body, spirit, spiritual energy, and even consciousness. This is different from all the space he has experienced.

The positive space, the secondary space, or even the anti-space. No matter how harsh it is, it cannot be erased from the existence of an individual. Because existence itself is a primitive underlying rule. No matter how harsh the environment is, it cannot be replaced or denied.

But it's different here.

Everything is illegal, including the body and soul of the blood pupil.

He was denied... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)

ps: second update
Chapter completed!