Chapter 1311

"Killing the Star God by the envoy is indeed strange, but Archer, there is also something equally suspicious." the Lancer beside spoke up.

"What?"

"The future of the universe is entirely within the calculations of the Learned Venerable; if the future Learned Venerable is killed by the Extinction Overlord, then it also means…… his death is likewise within his own calculations."

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""A colleague told me, 'The Astral Express Alliance is not an enemy.'"

"A soft voice sounded like silk brushing over a blade. Only to see a fleet sailing through the universe; suddenly, these ships and the surrounding space displayed cracks like a jigsaw puzzle…… A slender, pale finger lightly touched one piece, and the puzzle on the table shattered into pieces, one of which turned into a gigantic doomsday beast."

"The mistress of the puzzle sat elegantly before the table, a stellar halo like a veil shrouding her face."

"She is both a veiled prophet and a seated chessmaster afar; she lightly touches the universe's 'puzzle', and countless lives in her hand turn into annihilated void pawns."

"Under her manipulation, the vast antimatter legion sets out for the star system about to be destroyed; the shattered stellar remnants in space drip golden blood, as if they too become part of Nanuke……"

"Why not join this grand feast, and watch billions upon billions of hearts… march toward irreversible death?"

"Correct."

"On a throne grown with countless monstrous vines, countless people salute with clasped hands the woman seated high within."

"Phantom Mist raises her palm; on a distant, backward frontier star, the statue representing a hero is toppled, humanity picks up weapons again, and in the provoked war they slaughter each other, ultimately reducing their own planet to a dead wasteland."

""Extinction is not a process, but a result. Let the ignorant hunter raise his bow, kill what he loves, kill what he believes in……"

""…Finally, kill oneself."

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One-Punch Man

Disaster Level: God

Suggestion: None

"Although this result was expected, but god‑level…… hehe, I'm still seeing it for the first time."

Looking at the disaster level displayed on the Hero Association's electronic screen, the scarlet large characters cast upon the faces of all S‑class heroes, as if shrouded in an inescapable bloody hue.

Especially that 'None' character, more glaring than the vivid 'God Level'. It signifies that all the tactical systems and combat evaluation frameworks accumulated by the Hero Association…… are declared bankrupt at this moment.

"The woman with a stellar halo on her face must be the Extinction Overlord Star Cry, right? She seems to be the overlord who manipulates the antimatter legion to wage war everywhere against humanity, matching the overlord just mentioned by Feixiao."

Yuanzǐ Wushi instinctively tightened his grip on the sword sheath, as if only thus could he feel slightly at ease discussing this topic.

"She just casually turned countless fleets into doomsday beasts; in other words, whenever a civilization shows stubborn resistance, she can first turn those people into her void pawns, then annihilate the civilization with the antimatter legion."

"Truly an unreasonable act of destruction……" The Child Emperor, thinking that the little giant formed from his own countless efforts could also become a doomsday beast in the enemy's snap of a finger, couldn't help but shiver, "…Compared to that, I feel Phantom Mist isn't so scary after all."

"Phantom Mist's true form is Suiyang; she may not be an envoy who shows power through force, but considering Suiyang's own nature…… she is very likely the hardest to kill among the Extinction Overlords." Bogu said.

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""So what meaning does this process have? Is it for some sense of ritual?"

The wild wind carried coarse sand, scraping like a dull blade over the lower hem of a man's clothing. He wore a hat, walking alone in the desert until he reached a desolate, ruined city long abandoned, where he finally stopped.

""But speaking of ritual feeling… I also have no right to criticize."

He raised his head to gaze upon a tall tower.

In this wasteland, the tower stands out strikingly, yet somehow feels perfectly natural. It is not built of brick and stone, but formed from countless ashen bones layered upon each other, the bones extending their arms toward the sky, as if even in death they wished to touch something.

Golden blood flowed down from above, as if this were its way of paying homage to that deity.

""To a world that no longer laughs, we offer mourning."

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""You (Void Blood Sin Spirit), do you still remember what happened?"

Huangquan asked the trembling old man before him, who recalled the scene that had earlier made his flesh creep.

""I… saw a point of light that made the stars grow dim……"

A beam of light struck into a planet, its interior crust illuminated as if the planet had suddenly acquired a luminous liquid heart. The cracks in the continental plates kept widening, and the deep sea lit up with a radiance never before seen— that was the final hue of the mantle before detonation.

In the blink of an eye… the entire planet shattered into countless debris fragments, drifting silently in the universe.

An entire planetary belt was turned to powder in that beam of light, one after another, like toppled dominoes, or like a rosary snapped by a god's casual flick…… 'Destruction' spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, white light together with countless planetary debris drawing a desperate arc across the cosmic darkness.

Fenghuang stood there, in the white vortex, leaving only a blurry silhouette.

Huangquan stood on the shattered planet, gazing far off toward the direction where the white hole was born.

""Then existence was torn apart, leaving only the desperate pallor…… wrapping entropy and time……"

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Saint Seiya

"That guy…… is Fenghuang?"

Seiya stared dumbfounded at the sky. His eyes were firmly locked by a sheet of violent white light that defies description.

In that desperate pallor, there was nothing, nothing left… not even a trace of the will belonging to 'life'. Fenghuang's very self is like a white hole, capable of devouring all 'vitality'.

In Seiya's field of view, the destruction of that entire planetary belt occurred in an instant; he could not even consider it a 'battle', as the inhabitants of those planets likely had no time to react before being 'erased'.

Azure oceans, emerald forests, bustling city‑states…… all of it turned to dust in the white black hole.

""How strong…… no wonder he's already famed across the universe as an Extinction Overlord; if it were him, not Phantom Mist, coming to destroy the Astral Express of Luofu, could Jingyuan hold him back?" Zi Long couldn't help but wonder.