"Gudong..."

"Gudong..."

The sound of the heartbeat became clearer and louder. It was just a tiny bit at first, but as the breath spread, it suddenly became solid. The sound was thick and deep, just like the ancient times.

The pulsating and prehistoric footsteps made everyone's expressions change drastically.

They felt no danger, but they all clearly knew the power contained in this heartbeat.

It is ancient, like the call of life.

It is also the germ of all consciousness.

Unknowingly, people are attracted and driven by this heartbeat. This heartbeat seems to be beating in their hearts and deep in their souls. Regardless of whether they have a heart as an organ or not,

All of them were absorbed.

Brut was no exception. Almost as soon as his heartbeat started to beat, his face turned pale and he suddenly pressed his chest.

He felt that his heart was about to be squeezed out, as if it should not stay in the chest. That heartbeat drove not only his body, but also his spirit and soul! He never expected that

, the power of the Blood Eye was so terrifying, so frightening. It actually suppressed his original genes in the first place.

This is just the aftermath, what will happen to the Gilnas people who are really watched by the blood pupils?

Brut didn't dare to think about it. He raised his head hard, as if a few syllables burst out from between his teeth. His face was ferocious.

"The...embodiment...of the world..."

"You... are so cruel..."

He didn't say any more because his voice had disappeared. In this primitive heartbeat, if the blood pupil did not allow him to make a sound, then he would not be able to make a sound.

At the same time, all the spectators present clearly heard a muffled sound.

The sound was very strange, but it was caught in the heartbeat and seemed so clear. It was... the sound of the heart breaking, just like an aging heart being squeezed to pieces and crushed into ashes.

Then, everyone saw the Gilnas tribe priest who had spoken so generously just now, and her face suddenly turned livid. She covered her chest with both hands, as if she wanted to hold on to something, but couldn't catch anything. Her body was stiff.

, began to emit little bits of blue light, flying like fireflies in the void. Her clothes were still so clean and tidy. But she herself melted and dispersed little by little in the blue light.

At the same time, the Gilnas battleship beneath her feet also began to emit endless blue light spots.

Gudong...

Gudong...

The heartbeat is still so powerful. Just like the eternal rhythm, it will not slow down or waver because of someone. Because it is the original, the cornerstone of all life and the world. When it beats, the world beats. It

Stop and the world will stop.

It sounded and spread throughout the void.

But the Gilnas tribe disappeared in this primitive heartbeat...

People looked at all this blankly, and their hearts still echoed with the loud sound, the extremely primitive, yet extremely sacred power. All beliefs and all doubts became so weak in this sound,

So insignificant.

Because... that is the sound of the universe...

Time passed little by little, and the heartbeat finally disappeared. It was as if it had never existed. The void began to move again, and the stars and energy emitted new light. But everyone's expressions seemed to still stay at the original one.

A heartbeat.

On the human yacht, the Speaker stood quietly in the garden on the top floor with his clothes fluttering. His eyes were extremely deep.

After a long time, he sighed and said with infinite emotion.

"It turns out...this is his world."

"Yes... it's amazing." Councilor Sal Jones sighed beside him, his voice full of shock and trembling. "The bigger your heart is, the bigger your achievements will be. Are we all getting old?"

"Maybe." The Speaker nodded, looking as if he was much older. "But I think this is his will. He is indeed the successor of Clodier... If he is allowed to develop, then

This universe will all..."

"Isn't it too late now? Do you want to be his opposite?"

"Who knows?" The Speaker shrugged and returned to his free and easy manner. "We have to go on."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the altar's Xue Tong again, and he sighed. "It's so complicated... Maybe we are cultivating the most terrifying enemy for mankind."

"Or the most powerful friend." Representative Sal Jones continued, his eyes also confused.

At this time, Brut on the altar also came to his senses. His heartbeat returned to normal, but the hand covering his chest could not be put down. The brief, nightmare-like encounter just now made him

He felt a sense of fear that he had never experienced before. The feeling that even the body and soul did not belong to him was so unfamiliar and terrifying.

He looked at Xue Tong not far away, and moved his lips a few times as if he wanted to say something. But he said nothing.

This is...his world...

Brut's face turned pale as he thought about it.

His own world is also very powerful. Just like the endless light spot that defeated the Meni tribe just now, it is an extension of his cognitive world. What he understands is the particle world. All manifestations of reality will appear in his mind as

The particle form is reconstructed. He can change the particle's trajectory, speed, time frequency, and resistance parameters at will, thereby reflecting it into reality.

But these become so pale in front of the world of Xuetong. Because the world of Xuetong is too mysterious and too heavy.

Original and pure.

Simple yet thick.

Above the star level, the cognitive world has a wide impact on space warriors. Brut is well aware of this, so his understanding of Blood Eyes has also changed...

Such a warrior who is bound to become a legend should only be a friend, not an enemy.

"What...you...just...did?"

Dry words came from above, that was the voice of the messenger from the second world. If you observe him again at this time, you will find that the brilliance that has been surrounding them is actually a little dim at the moment. It seems as if a layer has just been peeled off.

In the brilliance, no one could see his expression clearly. But you could tell from his voice that something was very bad.

Even the advanced beings in the second world cannot be unaware of the primitive pulse.

Xue Tong stood silently, seemingly not hearing the messenger's question. After a while, he raised his head and spoke softly.

"I just want to make the sound more unified. Sounds that shouldn't appear should be made to disappear."

"Sir Messenger, I think no one will interfere with our sacrifice now. Then please make your decision."

"I...judgment..." The second world messenger hesitated, seeming a little embarrassed. But in the end, he nodded and agreed with the qualifications of Xue Tong and Brut.

"You can go to the seventh battlefield. You have no choice."

"May I?"
Chapter completed!