Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 630 - 245. The Return of the Giant God

Chapter 630: 245. The Return of the Giant God

"’Society’ is nothing more than a beast, and you and I are just the most insignificant red blood cells on this beast. You cannot change the world, just as a cell can never decide what the brain thinks."

"You are released by this beast called ’society’ as a plague virus to infect other living people, turning them into cells like you, euphemistically calling it a kind of liberation—but in reality? You are just creating more cells, making more people become like you, suffering the same! You are not even as good as slaves because at least slaves know how to resist!"

"We destroyed our own world, then were incited to trample on others’ homes, ultimately making the ’society’ behind us even more gluttonous and insatiable."

Host and White Shark exchanged a glance, each detecting the absurdity in the other’s eyes.

"You’re right, maybe, maybe only ’society’ in this world is like this." White Shark stifled a laugh, grabbing Igor Matthew’s hair cruelly, and said with a vicious smile: "Since you’re dead set on thinking we are calamities, we calamities are still very tolerant towards our own—so we’ll give you a choice."

His fingertips dug into Igor Matthew’s scalp, his armor cracked open, revealing sharp shark teeth:

"Tell us, where did you send the Senator ’Tailor’ that Host painstakingly excavated?"

Pale Ether Blood seeped from Igor Matthew’s scalp. He glanced at White Shark and said calmly:

"Sent to the heavens."

"How dare you kill a Senator!" White Shark instantly flew into a rage: "You rebellious traitor, are you trying to revolt? The ’Emperor’ Speaker will not forgive you!"

"Heh heh, don’t get excited, I was just joking." Igor Matthew grinned, showing a pleased smile: "How could I harm an unarmed girl?"

"Igor Matthew, that’s not something to joke about." Host slowly raised his hand, and a small hourglass appeared in the void of his palm: "As the ’Bell Ringer,’ I have the ability to resurrect recently deceased comrades; as long as it’s within 10 years, I can reverse her time. Alive or dead, we still need to see her."

"What if I don’t know where that girl went?"

"That’s no problem." Host smiled slightly: "White Shark."

With a casual flick of his wrist, White Shark pulled out a staff made of a girl’s spine and skull from his arm:

"Come on, Sister Zonia, show this gentleman your face."

Igor Matthew’s pupils shrank, and he cursed:

"Beast, you made such a young child into an instrument..."

"Just a temporary semi-finished product, only the Engineer Senator and Scholar have the ability to make a complete instrument—I know, Mr. Igor Matthew, you are not afraid of death, you are a tough guy who values justice, and faced with the Scholar’s olive branch, you angrily rejected it because of your principles, fled the Secret Society, and preferred to wander the Starry Abyss rather than become a revered member of the Jury."

Holding the hourglass, Host smiled and said:

"But you’ve lived on this planet for decades, you must have some friends here, right?"

"What do you want to do—"

"Forty years is enough for friends to start families and careers, right? They must have sons, granddaughters, or people they care about, right?"

"Bastard, you poison-blooded monster, trash whose soul was completely consumed by Gaia!"

"Say what you want, but you should know, as citizens of ’society,’ we have no weaknesses."

He raised the hourglass, turning his gaze to the shivering survivor wearing a gas mask nearby, particularly focusing on a baby lying on its mother’s corpse.

The baby had been covered with a special mask by its father who had responded quickly, recognizing the spread of Ether Poison Blood. The mother had been strong too, even at the moment of death, her body still tightly protected the child, forming a safe triangular space.

Igor Matthew’s pupils contracted, and he struggled violently:

"—Stop! Bell Ringer, if you have any issue, come at me, leave the innocent alone! You beast, scum, piece of shit, how dare you harm a child, what kind of monster are you!"

"I’m not any kind of monster, all I am now—my identity and occupation—was bestowed by the Secret Society."

Host raised the hourglass, aiming it at the baby, smiling as he asked Igor Matthew:

"Take a guess, what kind of instrument will I turn it into?"

"It doesn’t matter what you turn it into."

A coarse voice suddenly sounded.

Clang, clang, clang...

Iron boots stomped on the ice and snow, accompanied by the thunderous sound of the red and black sky of the Outer World.

"What matters is, I will turn you into pulp, and use your poison blood to irrigate this wasteland."

Isaac Maxim’s figure slowly stepped out of the night, covered in an armor of dragonscale, metal, and mountains. He spread his arms, flames and ice danced wildly, mixed with flashing lightning, a gravity shield blocked the wind and snow. Pure physical strength trampled the ground, through his real silver eyes, he coldly observed their fate paths.

Igor Matthew quickly sensed the biological frequency of the visitor, years of living on the Azure Star had made him sensitive to hierarchy levels.

Initially, seeing someone coming to their aid, he was overjoyed, but upon truly sensing the aura, his face suddenly changed, and he urgently shouted:

"Alpha-stage aura—mortals, run! They are not human, they are monsters flowing with poison blood—ugh!"

"Tsk!"

White Shark flung Igor Matthew to the ground, stepping on his head with one foot, carrying a sword on one shoulder, and sneered disparagingly:

"You, a mere Alpha-stage trashy shrimp, are nothing—"

Splatter!

White Shark’s head was instantly blown apart.

Splatter!

Next, a massive fist pierced through White Shark’s head.

Splatter!

The remnants of brain matter splattered everywhere, even the spine was violently impacted, being dragged out with flesh and skin, falling to the ground.

’White Knight’ Youhe Lai, dead.

Battle duration: 0.22 seconds.

The rapid change left Sailor Igor Matthew, his sight blurred by brain matter and blood, unable to react. Host had to put down the hourglass, shaking it in the void twice:

"Death Knell."

White Shark’s body instantly reversed, his temporal stream rapidly flowing backward, like a reversed video tape, the splattered brain matter, blood, and bones quickly retreating, restoring to the original state.

"So, it was you who revived this beast."

Li Aozi shook his head, having summoned too much Arcane Energy, even Isaac had begun to complain and lament.

But even so, Isaac’s body still steadily bore so much Arcane Energy, as a Martial Artist, his talent was too exceptional. Even if Li Aozi didn’t summon him, he would probably be a Martial Saint master on the Azure Star.

He looked at the ’White Knight,’ who had been resurrected with a terrified and bewildered face, and the ’Bell Ringer,’ who was frowning in contemplation, and shrugged.

"Enough, any intelligence, kill, and eat first."

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

Bloodline

Physical Enhancement: Omega Order

units of Physical Enhancement Arcane Energy instantly fell on Li Aozi, his figure broke through the fortress confines, transforming into a massive, menacing, towering being exuding overwhelming heat waves.

Destructive Colossus—Doom Gorilla!