The breeze blew across the earth, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. (Baidu Xueshuotong sat on a large stone on the top of the peak, silently staring at the battlefield below. The hair on his forehead was lifted by the breeze, and his blood-red pupils and cold eyes were faintly revealed.

The battle is coming to an end.

His six clones have already gained the absolute upper hand. Although there are many monsters, they cannot cross their defense line. From above, each clone is full of corpses, blood and internal organs gather into lakes, and bones and tendons accumulate into mountains. In the face of 20,000 times of supergravity, even the extremely strong nightmare monster is just a pool of mud. Especially under the repeated grinding and squeezing of anti-gravity and supergravity, they cannot even struggle.

The manifestation of the power of nothingness is far less terrifying than Blood Eyes.

This is because of the Speaker's suppression of them, and another reason is of course related to the identity of Xue Tong. He is the spokesperson of the Abyss, and in this world he is the orthodox power of the Abyss. Even if the Void Repulsion is the remnant of the battle between the Abyss and the Sub-Space, how can he be compared with him?

If the general person protecting the speaker at this time, even the planetary rank will be suppressed by the Void Repulsion. Because the Void Repulsion will regenerate, every death will only make them more familiar with the enemy's fighting style and mutate into stronger individuals. Over time, it will have a fatal targeting for the universe warriors.

But it is not good for Blood Pupils. The power of Blood Pupils is accompanied by the breath of the abyss. Any killing will completely destroy the monster. Therefore, monsters cannot be recycled and regenerated at all, and it is extremely difficult to collect mutation information.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, the bloody pupil frowned, and he grabbed it back without turning his head, and his palms penetrated into a certain void. When he pulled it out, there was a beating heart in his palm. The space behind him was twisted, and a monster with a hideous appearance appeared. Then he fell to the ground in pain.

This is the fifth mutant. The void repulsion adapts quickly. Unfortunately, when information is powerless, the mutated monsters are getting weaker and weaker. From the beginning, they can still pose a little threat to the Blood Pupil, but now they are not even qualified to attract the Blood Pupil's attention.

The heart was beating hard in the palm of Xuepeng's palm, as if it was still struggling to provide nutrients to the owner. Xuepeng looked at it expressionlessly, and then closed its five fingers.

With a bang, the heart burst in his hand. A stream of indefinite black mist overflowed from the heart, and was quietly inhaled into the lung cavity by the blood pupils.

Behind the Xuetong, the Speaker's head was still floating quietly, his eyes were closed, as if he knew nothing about all this.

Time passed little by little. Finally, ten minutes later, countless silk threads suddenly shot out from the mountains under the feet of the Blood Pupil, and all fell into the speaker's neck. The next moment he opened his eyes and showed a smug smile.

"It's stable." He said, blinking at the Blood Pupil. "I've been delaying a few more minutes to ensure my completeness. You won't mind. Ha, it seems you won't mind either. Because you did better than I thought. It's so strange, are the Crodill people born to be warriors?"

The Speaker sighed and turned his eyes to the ruins in the distance. "What a terrible environment. My dream was created according to your habits. This shows that you have experienced these things a long time ago. I really can't imagine how terrifying it is. Can you tell me what is behind that ruin?"

"No." Xue Tong answered neatly. The battlefield nightmare is his eternal secret. It is absolutely impossible to share it with others.

The Speaker was not long-winded. He just smiled and said, "Okay. It seems that we need more understanding and trust. But this has no effect on our transaction. Let us leave here immediately now, I can't wait for a minute!"

As he said that, he didn't see anything he did. The world in front of the blood pupils was broken. Countless fragments fell off like falling paint, taking away the color of the world and the structure of the world. The group of monsters in the distance were still attacking wildly, but they also decomposed and ruptured with the fragments. It was like a broken mirror.

The next moment, Xue Tong felt that his eyes turned dark and he returned to reality again.

The endless nothingness is still so deep, as if it has never changed. But he found that the bubbles around him disappeared. Under his feet was a new city. There was a towering mountain in the middle of the city. It was exactly where he and the Speaker stood before. Looking closer, it turned out that the bubbles were not gone. Instead, they completely merged into a big bubble. The city was wrapped in it. There was a faint golden thread swimming in the bubbles, which seemed endless.

"This is the city template I built. Fortunately, it can still be recycled." The Speaker said softly with a satisfied smile on his face. "I also have to thank you for your reminder. Your dreams have benefited me a lot."

"……………” Xue Tong was silent. But a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect the speaker's actions to be so fast. However, a basic rule was established in just over a dozen minutes. Although there were still many loopholes, they could be self-sufficient. What does this mean? This means that the speaker's ability has touched the extremes of the positive space! It has touched the most mysterious part of the universe!

If necessary, give him a suitable environment. With endless years, he may even reconstruct a universe!

This is simply a forbidden area for God!

Before this, Xue Tong only knew that Qingyue had this capital, but the incarnation of Qingyue's plane will belong to the same category as the universe. However, the speaker is a human! This difference is what shocked Xue Tong the most.

"Ha, there is no need to be so serious. I said that rules are not so easy to establish. I just used my own abilities and played a strait ball." The speaker blinked at Xuetong, as if he had stole good things. "I brought out my dreams. So it can only be regarded as projection, not as complete rules. In this city, only a small number of rules are real, and the others are fiction."

"They all exist with me. They are completely different concepts from the self-independent cosmic system. Don't worry anymore."

As he said that, the Speaker approached Xue Tong and asked Xue Tong to grab a strand of his hair.

"We should leave. We were imprisoned for so long. I can't wait to breathe the real air and taste the real food. Haha, hahaha... those old guys, I really want to see them surprised."

Amid the crazy laughter, Xue Tong felt his body tremble and was actually taken into the counterspace. The violent space turbulence surged from all directions. But before he could get close, it suddenly disappeared. In the darkness of his eyes, Xue Tong found that he had actually returned to the residence of the mercenary headquarters.

Not far away, Mei Ding and Qingyue were playing chess and showed surprise eyes at him.

"Master...you...you are back?"
Chapter completed!