Chapter 10

14. 【We are very hungry! The hunter is coming!】

The figure leaning lazily on the cable throne gently raised the wine glass in his hand,

scattering the crimson wine on the throne,

【"Let's lay our cards on the table!"】

"Lay our cards on the table?"

Lord Fu Xuan could not help but widen her eyes upon hearing this.

Could it be that the Disaster Empire was about to go to war with the Solin Protozoa?

Two evenly matched disaster crises colliding; no matter who perishes or who wins, it is a fortunate event for the universe.

And Lord Fu Xuan could also use this to peek at how terrifying the Disaster Empire's full strength was.

As a Diviner, her duty was to turn bad luck into good for the Luofu Xianzhou; the more she knew, the more she could do.

Thinking of this, Lord Fu Xuan could not help but concentrate, afraid of missing half a piece of information.

She saw the Emperor of the Disaster Empire sitting on the cable throne slowly raise his head.

A burst of light purple radiance appeared on his body, seemingly extracting power from another dimension.

The figure of the Emperor of the Disaster Empire swayed slightly a few times.

A chirping sound of bugs suddenly echoed in the air, its sound chaotic and disorderly.

But as the light purple radiance on the Emperor of the Disaster Empire constantly changed, this chirping sound also became gradually clear.

A shadow that seemed real and illusory appeared before the throne.

That was a Solin Protozoa with huge eyes.

That Solin Protozoa seemed to notice the Emperor of the Disaster Empire and cast its gaze toward him.

【"Swarm Will."】 The Emperor of the Disaster Empire said plainly.

【"Prey..."】 The Solin Protozoa chirped sharply.

【"No, it's the Empire."】

The Emperor of the Disaster Empire said without any anger:

【"We are a peace-loving, elegant, and easy-going empire, and we also allow useful races to join our cause, sacrificing for our manifest destiny."】

【"Solin Protozoa, become a vassal of the empire, and we can coexist peacefully."】

【"No peace!"】

In the light screen, the voice of the Swarm Will was sharp and harsh,

【"We are very hungry! The hunter is coming!"】

【"Only when we have finished swallowing this star system will we leave to continue our long journey!"】

"Hunter?" Lord Fu Xuan's pupils vibrated slightly.

The Swarm Will of the Solin Protozoa, when mentioning this hunter, carried deep fear in its tone.

This was a disaster crisis that could sweep across a star system and a galaxy...

【"What is the hunter you speak of?"】 The Emperor of the Disaster Empire did not seem surprised, just continuing to ask listlessly.

【"Death!"】

The roaring voice of the Swarm Will was almost a wail:

【"We are the last survivors! Only us left!"】

【"For billions of years, they have been chasing us! One day, they will also find this place!"】

【"We must constantly forage to keep ourselves full, so that we can escape into the dark gaps between star systems to survive before they find us!"】

Listening to the fearful words of the Solin Protozoa in the light screen, the beings of the universe only felt cold all over, as if they had been splashed with cold water.

Powerful as the Solin Protozoa, it was actually just prey for the "hunter."

In front of that unknown "hunter," it could only flee in panic, surviving in the pitch-black cracks between star systems...

Thinking of what that "hunter" might look like, the beings of the universe could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"Hunter, outside the known universe of civilization, there are such monster-like existences."

Aventurine leaned on the sofa and could not help but mutter to himself.

He looked at the star map suspended before him.

This vast starry sky, for some reason, became somewhat narrow in his eyes.

At the same time, a rare curiosity arose in his heart.

How was this Disaster Empire going to fight against the evenly matched Solin Protozoa, and how would it fight against the possible hunter?

Aventurine could not help but look at the light screen.

He saw the vague figure of the Emperor of the Disaster Empire in the light screen gently shake his head.

【"No matter, there are always living beings who are unwilling to sacrifice for the empire."】

【"They have the right not to understand, but they must obey."】

【"You can be exterminated."】

The tone of the Emperor of the Disaster Empire was as plain as water.

No anger, no threat, no hatred.

It was just like stating an established fact.

【"We have heard such words before! HAK! HAK! HAK!"】

【"The hunter will destroy everything. Your threats are meaningless in the face of that cruel fact."】

The Swarm Will let out a sharp mocking sound, and then its figure disappeared from the hall.

【"Your Majesty, the Swarm Will has cut off the psionic communication."】 The minister under the throne said.

【"Hmm."】 The Emperor of the Disaster Empire nodded gently, his head leaning against the throne.

The cables on the throne automatically wrapped around his body, merging with the nerves of flesh and blood.

【"Psionic link confirmed, Eternal Wang Zuo. Super-dimensional port activated."】

【"Psionic slave matrix confirmed, total psionic slaves: 777,777,777"】

【"Void Realm contract 'The Weaver of Life' linked..."】

The ethereal mechanical sound rang in the ears of the Emperor of the Disaster Empire.

A hazy dimension like mist, filled with constantly rising energy waves and full of strange existences, suddenly emerged in his eyes.

15. 【Void God: "The Weaver of Life"】

The perspective of the light screen constantly rose, passing through the hall of the Disaster Empire, and landing on the entire planet.

This planet was filled with complicated and gorgeous temples, shrines, and churches, occupying every corner of the planet.

These temple styles, materials, and shapes were all different, as if they had been moved to this planet from different civilizations on different planets.

The only thing the same was that the sculptures worshipped in them were all smashed.

Only white smoke drifted out from the incense burners, forming vortices in the air, circling lonely.

Alien slaves with shackles and different appearances knelt and worshipped in every temple, shrine, and church.

The things on the slaves that could be called eyes were all covered by linen cloth.

They knelt and worshipped the Emperor on the throne devoutly toward the hall of the Disaster Empire, toward the throne covered in cables.

This scene seemed to be warning all civilizations in the stars that no gods could be worshipped in any temple, only the Emperor on the throne could be worshipped.

That Emperor of the Disaster Empire sat on the throne, and a strange dimension was reflected in his eyes.

That was a domain purely composed of energy, with torrents, vortices, and twilight constantly rising and falling within it, revealing various wonders.

Some strange and twisted spirit-like existences noticed that someone was entering this dimension,

and cast their gaze toward this side.

But noticing that it was the Emperor of the Disaster Empire entering the Void Realm, they immediately fled in panic.

Only the most massive few were still gazing at this scene.

【Void Realm: The Void Realm is a pure psionic domain that has existed since the beginning of time, hanging high above different realities.】

【It contains near-infinite energy and harbors many ancient and powerful existences.】

【Races with psionic potential can draw energy from it, and more powerful psionic races can break into the Void Realm to draw more energy.】

【They can even sign contracts with ancient, powerful, and noble existences within it to obtain their power...】

【... But the Disaster Empire shamelessly betrayed the contract with the Void Gods.】

【They usurped the great power of the gods, but did not offer faith and the corresponding price.】