Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 559 - 188. You are an NPC, and I am a Player

Chapter 559: 188. You are an NPC, and I am a Player

Modote is Canyue.

The shocking revelation rendered everyone present momentarily brain-dead, their thoughts completely scrambled, but a moment later, they snapped back to full awareness.

"Canyue..."

James II’s complexion turned ugly in an instant.

In actuality, Zeta Rank powerhouses were not uncommon in the universe, and with his family background and connections, he had encountered such formidable beings quite frequently.

But Canyue was definitely among the special few within the Zeta Rank.

Sequential Arcane Energy, Power of Catastrophe, violent felons—when these labels were stacked together, it wasn’t simply arithmetic; in terms of danger, it could take more than a dozen ordinary Zeta Rank powerhouses to match Canyue alone.

"What? Didn’t expect that the true face of the infamous cosmic pirate from the Layer Abyss would be like this?"

Canyue, one hand on his hip, had a face so hauntingly beautiful it was nearly ethereal, with not a single flaw in sight. His charm truly reached a level of Supernatural Excellence that interfered with reality. The wind would slow down to linger around him a bit longer, the water that flowed by his feet kept looking back reluctantly, the ground dared not to dirty the soles of his shoes, and the sunlight shone down just right, enveloping him in an evening glow.

On Canyue’s person, there wasn’t the slightest trace of the ferocity one would associate with a violent outlaw; instead, his features were as exquisitely perfect as a sculpture, radiating Sanctity that seemed untouched by the mortal world.

Maria, who had just been cheering on James II, was stupefied on the spot upon seeing Canyue’s well-proportioned muscles and his astoundingly perfect face. Her breath quickened, her face flushed, and her heart raced. Even though she knew he was a ruthlessly evil cosmic fugitive, her instincts were still roused, completely captivated by his charm.

Lucite took a few steps back, positioning himself in front of Hobbs, his eyes taking on a red film to filter out the clarity of Canyue’s features. He feared his own mindset would be disturbed by that extraordinary charisma.

"Canyue..."

Hobbs clenched his fists, crouched on the ground, his eyes ablaze with fury.

Lucite naturally understood his feelings at this moment—through previous exchanges with the Patrol Member, he had learned that Hobbs’ friend, Lenna Inning, had died at the hands of Canyue’s Growth-armored Vanguard three years ago.

As for the nature of their relationship...judging by Hobbs’ expression, it was surely profound.

’What do we do now?’

This question flashed through everyone’s mind in an instant.

They had thought this would be like a game: progressing in an orderly fashion, leveling up by defeating monsters, meeting strong allies, deepening relationships, and finally battling the final boss.

However, they had barely stepped out the door when the final boss had already wiped out all their carefully accumulated Strength, leaving their ranks dead or wounded, and appeared before them at their absolute weakest.

Even James II, with the highest Status and strongest background among them, felt bewildered at the sight. The mere image of Canyue smiling with his eyes slightly squinted sent chills down his spine.

Resist?

Without a single Zeta Rank among them, on what basis could they resist?

Flee?

Discussing escape in front of a man who casually traversed dimensions—wasn’t that absurd?

Surrender.

It sounded like a good idea, but was surrendering to Canyue really a good outcome?

He was ruthless, not blinking an eye at the slaughter of a city, having led them here only to mercilessly kill his own devoted woman—could such a person be considered rational?

He could only play along with Canyue’s conversation, hoping to glean some information, to possibly soothe the other’s mood:

"I... in comparison to your identity, your appearance indeed brings a great Shock."

"What’s wrong with my identity?" Canyue replied innocently, "Isn’t my career wonderful? I’m helpful. When I saw you struggling with studies, I helped you by blowing up your school; I’m charitable, when I saw you couldn’t access the Forbidden Library, I unlocked it for you."

"Uh..." Cold sweat formed on James II’s forehead: "That is indeed... in a certain sense, one could say that."

"What is your true purpose?" Lucite suddenly asked.

"Hey—" James II panicked: "You bastard, don’t be so blunt—"

Lucite ignored him, struggling under the oppressive force of the Zeta Rank. He felt his bodily fluids vaporizing every second, and with his mere Gamma Rank mortal strength, he was simply not equipped to contend with such a powerful being.

Therefore, he was even more perplexed.

Why hadn’t Canyue simply disposed of them, knowing full well they were mortals?

"Intentionally bringing us here, and then killing your own Confidant."

"You must know that with your charm, making Sylia completely obey you would have been easy—yet you killed her? Why do that?"

"Along the way, you actively played the role of a responsible and proactive senior, always leading the charge in every battle—I don’t understand, if your aim was to gain our trust, why then reveal your identity all of a sudden?"

"If you say there’s a usefulness in keeping us alive—I really can’t figure out, apart from attending the same school, what Old Huo and I, two Civilians, have in common with these two officials’ children."

"I want to know... Canyue, what are you really after by doing all this?"

Canyue answered offhandedly:

"Fun."

Without the slightest hesitation, an unpremeditated reply.

"...Fun?"

Lucite was dumbfounded.

"You treat taking us on a survival run, fighting our way out, as a game?"