Chapter 48: Welcome to the 42nd Millennium

Red light?!

No......

Is this damn reasonable???

Not only does Xisi stare at the red light speechlessly, but all the onlookers who have caught on also instantly feel a surge of snark in their hearts.

Although most mortals on the Imperial Side have no idea what the red light signifies, a few enlightened beings in the fleet, recalling their recent devotion, feel as nauseating as if they'd swallowed a fly.

Equally repulsive as swallowing a fly is Abadon, whose face is flushed with anger.

"If the amount of this blessing were any greater, we could promote a Terrifying Abuse Great Demon!"

Abadon rages and snarks, for the Aspace Evil God's blessing is not infinite. Abadon has been fighting the Empire to the death, and now he watches his own deity bestow blessings on the enemy—generously, no less—so he even feels a tinge of envy!

Of course, the next scene makes Abadon realize that he's not the only one feeling envious—another being does too!

The cloud above, birthing the blessing, does not dissipate. After the red light descends, facing the ship's crew, all transformed into terrifying 'Divine Selections' and brandishing melee weapons that shred the A-space Demons, Xisi and his Black Watch quickly discover their other hand......

And it suddenly starts emitting golden light!

Meanwhile, the onlookers outside are utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the transformation.

As if to overwhelm the red light and prove who these humans truly belong to, the second golden light becomes even larger!

Abadon watches the golden light, finally collapsing back onto his throne, while many Chaos Astats around him alternately glance at the escort ship and at Abadon.

Before the golden light fell, the only Multiple God Chosen in this sector was solely Abadon.

And now......

There are two thousand more...

And beyond the terrifying number, what the crowd can't accept is that this Multiple God Chosen is damn two arch‑enemies!

After living this long, who has ever seen Terrifying Old Two and Huangpizi frantically bestow blessings upon the same group of people?!

Even as the crowd stands stunned, the previously impenetrable Evil Demon Frenzy finally begins to spew out shafts of light.

Instinctively, the crowd looks upward, eager to see what trick is being played this time.

But when the light fully pierces the demons, what flashes before the eyes of both Chaos and Empire is a legion of beings enshrouded in steaming crimson‑gold 'Flames', their weapons all awash with Divine Light, appearing directly at the ship's breach without any Galle stance or hull protection.

If they take just one more step forward, the endless Sea of Souls lies beneath their feet!

The Abadon who had just slumped onto his throne is forced to stand again by this sight; anyone who sees two thousand Dual God Chosen confronting Subspace in the flesh would be shocked enough to question existence.

Abadon even watches with his own eyes as the leading dark‑silver silhouette, which should have been a tattered, pitiful wreck, now has its armor restored under the golden light and even etched with splendid golden patterns by the divine power.

The Power Sword in his hand also undergoes a drastic change, turning entirely scarlet and constantly radiating red rays; Abadon feels that merely looking at it is blindingly bright.

Even the Explosive Gun, though unchanged in appearance, now infused with gold and red, can continue to fire explosive shells outward!

"How can there still be ammunition?!"

Abadon stares dumbfounded, watching the gold‑red shells strike the terrified fleeing A-space Demons; the foes instantly turn to dust, and Abadon sees clearly that these demons, which could have endlessly regenerated in Subspace, meet genuine death under Xisi's assault.

This explains why the A-space Demons previously surged forward without fear, yet now scatter in sudden terror.

At least now, before Xisi and the Black Watch, who have received Dual God Blessing, the demons truly die when cut down!

As the demons flee completely and the slashing stops, the Terrifying red light rapidly wanes, and the Emperor's golden light also begins to fade.

Only the lights that had been scattered across all the Black Watch do not simply vanish; they seem deliberately directed, all converging onto Xisi's armor and Long Sword.

Then the golden light melds into the Treasure Armor, the red rays engrave the Long Sword, and just as both Chaos and Empire continue to struggle in the Subspace tides, another golden light descends, pulling this Sword-class Escort Ship—incapable of leaving Subspace on its own—out of Subspace...

Simultaneously, nearly all the psychics from both Chaos and Empire receive a surge of spiritual energy under the light; the scenes they witnessed are extracted, turning into countless prophetic image fragments that ride the Subspace waves toward the entire galaxy.

Later, almost every Heart Speaker across the galaxy, even Chaos mages, sense a terrifying, horror‑filled vision.

A scene of two thousand hulking men confronting the compressed space with their flesh!

Chaos and the Imperial Side are stunned, even the sight of the vanished Xisi feels like a dream; the crowd's reactions now have nothing to do with Xisi...

In some corner of the real universe.

The normally silent Dark Galaxy suddenly shudders with violent spatial ripples, then golden light flickers as a battered, smoke‑billowing Sword-class Escort Ship bursts forth.

The escort ship is completely crippled, with only a single auxiliary engine still pulsing weak, intermittent light, slowly drifting toward a distant star system.

A trace of Subspace Energy lingers around the vessel, and on the Bridge, a group of survivors finally collapse onto the floor.

Although everyone has fallen to the ground, all eyes are fixed in the same direction.

Because right at the top of the Bridge, that dark‑silver silhouette is not only intact but has dramatically changed its appearance.

Most obvious is that Xisi now has golden‑red Divine Light swirling around him!

It is genuine Divine Light, not some ambient lighting.

Moreover, with each rotation of the Divine Light, the crowd constantly swings between courage and frenzy.

Then they gaze at the silver armor adorned with golden filigree and the wholly scarlet Treasure Sword; even though its owner is their superior Xisi, the crowd can't help but show envious looks.

Even Ana, who had been hiding at the rear and not fighting, seems to see an unimaginable treasure, trembling and yearning to gently caress it with the softest touch.

Xisi pays no mind to object, for he is currently feeling his power advance further.

Until the shield panel beside the Bridge struggles upward amid a flurry of sparks, the massive viewport reveals the PoLi Galaxy outside, its light flooding the dark Bridge.

The Black Watch, never having ventured into space, finally turn their attention outward, gazing at a magnificent sight they never dared imagine in a lifetime.

Even Xisi can't help but turn his head, looking at the distant galactic expanse.

Daiweiluo watches Xisi and his Black Watch's display, a bitter smile tugging at his heart.

Who could have imagined that a group of Dual God Chosen who have been slashing in Subspace for two months have never properly set foot in space!

Daiweiluo struggles to his feet, walks to the viewport, meets Xisi and the Black Watch's gazes, and removes his helmet.

"Lord Sisi, welcome to humanity's 42nd millennium."

Daiweiluo steps aside, unveiling behind him the PoLi Universe and the Great Rift that tears the galaxy apart:

"And..."

"The Burning Galaxy!"