Chapter 183: Twin Stars Merge

Thanks to the powerful strength hidden in Zhang Cheng's blood!

Mo Yi laughed loudly, "I am now a powerhouse above Collapsing Star level!!!!"

"Boss, you say something, why aren't you speaking?"

Zhang Cheng's forehead was filled with black lines.

"I'm only at Annihilation level, what the hell can I say!"

"Get out!"

"Close the door!"

"Thanks!!!!"

Mo Yi carefully closed the door.

Watching it completely leave his sight,

Zhang Cheng then let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm really impressed."

"Everyone around me is a master, while I'm just a rookie at Annihilation level."

"This damn pressure is practically driving me crazy!"

Zhang Cheng sighed, his heart full of helplessness.

"No way!"

"All I can do is keep getting stronger."

He once again turned his attention to the storage bag.

This time, even after he searched through the storage bag, he still couldn't find a treasure to break through to Fallen level.

Even if there were, it would require extremely harsh conditions.

For example, severing an arm in exchange for Fallen level strength.

Or drinking a ton of alcohol in exchange for Fallen level strength.

One is more unreliable than the next.

None of these are things a normal person should consider.

"By the way, I still have five Lucky Boxes!"

Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he decisively opened a box.

The first, a rotten banana peel!

Useless trash, throw it away!

The second, a brand-new pair of thigh-high socks.

No good, pure black, too tacky, not even as good as black silk socks, throw it away!

The third, a box of milk.

Not bad, but unfortunately it's expired and has a sour smell, so can't take it.

"What the heck, my luck is terrible today!"

Zhang Cheng wondered, out of five boxes, after opening three he still hadn't gotten anything good.

Not getting anything would be fine.

They're just useless junk.

At least give something useful!

Open one more time!

A flash of golden light!

A pure gold hairpin, exquisitely crafted, engraved with a lifelike phoenix, magnificent and imposing, with a novel design.

It's a pretty good treasure.

Unfortunately,

Zhang Cheng can't use it.

"Can you give it to me?" Xiao Dian blinked, smiling at Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng nodded, "Sure, take it, I can't use it anyway."

Xiao Dian took the hairpin and left happily.

Zhang Cheng's expression turned solemn.

This is the last box.

Hopefully something good comes out!

Hopefully it's a treasure that can help him break through to Fallen level!

Open the box.

A flash of golden light.

Heart of the Fallen!

【Name: Heart of the Fallen】

【Effect: Eating it grants you a bit of the tremendous power of a Fallen‑level entity, helping you become Fallen level.】

【Warning: Consuming it may be dangerous; if you're not careful, the power could take over your mind.】

【Before eating, think carefully.】

"They didn't even mention the chance of success; this thing's probability is surely terrifyingly low!"

Zhang Cheng was secretly shocked, his eyes naturally moving to the instructions.

Upon looking at the precautions,

He sucked in a sharp breath.

"This is seriously bizarre — there's even a chance of being controlled."

"I wonder if it'll work for me."

Though worried, the path to growing stronger was never going to be smooth sailing.

Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and swallowed it. Soon, he felt a strange sensation in his body.

It was as if some thing was burrowing into his brain, trying to devour him.

This feeling lasted no longer than… the blink of an eye.

Zhang Cheng —

successfully leveled up!

Fallen level!

Leveling up was as easy as taking a sip of water!

"I'm practically a genius!"

Zhang Cheng laughed heartily, his mood beyond good.

Though in the eyes of Xiao Dian and the others, Fallen level was just a little runt.

But for an ordinary person like him, it was already quite impressive.

Good enough!

At least for now.

He glanced at the time —

there were still over sixty hours before the next battle began.

It was still early — just right for consolidating his strength and laying a solid foundation.

……

In the blink of an eye!

Seventy-two hours had passed.

The battle had officially begun!

Densely packed alien warships hovered in the sky,

like a mass of dark clouds, radiating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

At this time,

the Earth Counteroffensive was already nearing its end.

The familiar three representatives of the Three Planets, because of mistakes made in the last treasure-seizing competition, had received severe punishments — some had plummeted in status, becoming the lowest-ranking prisoners, while others had died outright.

The values of the Three Planets differed greatly from those of Earth.

They only cared about results.

Only merit mattered;

effort went unrewarded.

As long as you made a mistake, even if you had toiled for decades or even centuries, you could fall from the clouds to rock bottom overnight.

The laws of survival were exceptionally cruel; the living conditions were extremely harsh.

The ones behind all of this —

were the three big shots of the Three Planets.

the Mother of Aliens, the Pope of Desire, and the Founder of the End!

Now,

within this dense swarm of warships, there was one super-sized spaceship.

It looked like a super-giant bat with wings spread, made entirely of dark matter — when the sun hit it, the glare made one's eyes ache.

The spaceship's exterior was sleek and smooth, its lines fluid, and its underside was fitted with a dark-matter drive, letting this enormous craft hover silently in the air,

without making even the slightest sound.

At the front of the spaceship was equipped a star-destroying cannon — a single shot would heavily wound even a terrifying Star-Collapse-level creature!

A pseudo-Star-Collapse-level would instantly be reduced to dust!

The Three-Planet Flagship!

This was the spaceship the Three Planets had obtained years ago.

Its overall level was even higher than Star-Collapse level, but due to severe wear and tear, many of its functions had been ruined.

Now it could only be brought out for show.

At this moment,

the big shots of the Three Planets were all aboard the Three-Planet Flagship.

They wore long robes, appearing especially mysterious, their faces veiled in a layer of mist so their true features could not be seen.

Before them was a giant holographic projection, broadcasting the situation at the Terror Arena in real time.

"The Star Singer is gone."

"So, my Desire Church must send the 'Sin Judge' and the 'Suffering Maker.'"

"The two of them — one is high Fallen level, the other mid Fallen level."

The Pope of Desire spoke first.

Unlike Destruction level, the Fallen level was further divided into three sub-levels.

Low, mid, and high.

The previously deceased Star Singer and Black Crow Ghost King —

All are low-level Fallen class.

Hearing this, both figures before it nodded.

"At this point, if we keep hiding things, the only ones who'll suffer are ourselves!"

The Alien Mother's voice was sharp, carrying a strange sensation, like a little girl talking while someone nearby scraped a window with a small knife.

It said, "Of my three great generals, the Black Crow Ghost King is already gone."

"The remaining two are called 'Hurricane Corpse Dragon' and 'Starving Crawler.'"

"The former is a high-level Fallen class, and the latter is a mid-level Fallen class."

Four high-level Fallen class.

According to the rules of the Horror Arena,

Dragon Nation and the three great planets could each field at most five horror creatures.

So, the final slot was naturally left for the End Foundation.

Upon hearing this,

the End Founder said calmly, "I will send 013 — Twin Stars."

013?

Twin Stars?

"How come I've never heard this name before?"

"Aren't the End Foundation's high-level Fallen class only 'Son of the Sun' and 'Son of the Night'?"

The Alien Mother felt surprised, a hint of displeasure in its tone,

"Don't tell me that at this point, you're still trying to hide things?"

"Is something wrong with you?!"

"Hmph!"

The End Founder gave a cold snort, and an extremely cold aura emanated from it, frosting over the cockpit,

"Brainless thing!"

"Twin Stars is the fusion of 'Son of the Sun' and 'Son of the Night.'"

"I used an ancient method to fuse their bodies and powers together, creating something new."

"Twin Stars! It has the abilities of 'Son of the Sun' and 'Son of the Night,' plus its own new tricks."

"As it is now, its strength is already quasi-Star-Collapse class!"

What!

As soon as these words came out,

the expressions of the Alien Mother and the Desire Pope changed drastically.

They stared tightly at the End Founder, their eyes trembling.

Quasi-Star-Collapse class!

Just four simple words,

yet it gave them an unbelievable shock.

One must know that the Star-Collapse class was the overlord of a planet; to reach this level required not only talent but also luck!

They could become Star-Collapse class mainly thanks to Earth's horror power, but that tiny bit of luck couldn't be ignored either.

Now,

the End Founder had actually created a quasi-Star-Collapse class!

Did this mean that in the future, he might create a true Star-Collapse class horror creature??

Hiss...

The Alien Mother and the Desire Pope drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

Their gazes toward the End Founder were filled with wariness and concern.

They pondered in their hearts,

after defeating Dragon Nation,

they would definitely have to suppress this guy, the End Founder!!

"One quasi-Star-Collapse class, two high-level Fallen class, two mid-level Fallen class."

"With this lineup, even a planet could be directly challenged. I don't believe Dragon Nation can still win!"

The Alien Mother's eyes were brimming with killing intent.

On its body, strange sounds seemed to ring out, like a swarm of insects chirping.

"Rest assured."

"This round, we will definitely win."

The corner of the End Founder's mouth curled into a sinister smile,

"I have great confidence in Twin Stars!"