Chapter 57: Where’s Your Legacy Holder?
Purple energy coiled around the mecha greatsword, and Welt lightly tapped forward, causing a black hole to suddenly appear in the densest area among the gods.
Terrifying gravity pulled the gods toward the center, and no one could escape the black hole’s gravity, not even the Five God Kings.
Fortunately, the black hole created by Welt was not a real black hole; under Welt’s control, that terrifying gravity did not crush the captured gods.
Instead, they were gathered into a sphere, a sphere formed by the gods of the God Realm piled together!
“Survival or destruction, you have no choice.”
“Zheng~”
Accompanied by a purple sword mark, the mecha’s figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the black hole, striking a slash pose and slowly assuming a sheathing stance.
In the cockpit, Welt’s index finger lightly pushed up his glasses.
“Boom!”
The sphere condensed by the black hole exploded violently, sending the gods scattering in all directions, utterly disheveled.
The Five God Kings were the strongest, resisting the black hole the most, so they were captured last and confined to the outermost layer of the sphere.
Precisely because of this, Welt’s final slash concentrated most of its power on the Five God Kings, with those deeper inside suffering less harm.
Under Welt’s precise power control, regardless of their strength, all the gods suffered roughly the same injuries, which was astounding.
If I want you to live, you live; if I don’t want you to die, you won’t die.
“What do we do?” The God King of Life asked while healing the gods.
The Five God Kings looked extremely grim; Welt had only shown a fraction of his full power, yet it filled them with despair.
This person is simply invincible!
“Trust me, the Train Crew means no harm. As long as you do not start conflicts, what awaits you is shared progress and development. Farewell.” Welt reiterated the Train Crew’s purpose once more, then activated the realm anchor on the train and vanished into the vast universe.
“Damn it! No conflicts means progress and development—what if conflicts arise? Is this a threat?” The Evil God King vented by attacking a distant meteorite, shattering it.
“Are we not even allowed to resist when they invade? Do we just have to welcome them?” The Asura God King gripped the Asura Divine Sword tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand.
“Destruction, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you speaking?” The Kind God King asked, looking at the seemingly lost-in-thought God King of Destruction.
“Me?” The God King of Destruction snapped back and said, “I just realized that the nature of the power this person uses seems somewhat similar to that of one of my legacy inheritors.”
As the Sea God, a level 1 god closest to god king status, he was qualified to join the god kings’ conversation. Hearing the God King of Destruction’s words, he chimed in, “I’ve seen Destruction’s inheritor; their powers are indeed very similar. There are two others with similar powers, and I selected one of them as my inheritor.”
“Then they likely come from the same place! Where are they?” The Evil God King asked eagerly, overjoyed.
“Evil, what are you planning?” The Kind God King frowned.
“What else? Capture them, of course. If we can threaten that person from earlier, great; if not, we can at least learn about the details of the world we’re about to face through them.” The Evil God King stated matter-of-factly; he refused to believe everyone from that world was as strong as that person!
“Don’t be impulsive. What if we anger that person and he stops holding back, attacking the God Realm?” The Kind God King objected.
“Hesitant and overly cautious—how are we supposed to deal with future crises like this? Might as well wait for death!” The Evil God King said angrily.
“Evil is right; we must seize the opportunity. At least we need specific intelligence on the other world to prepare in advance and handle future crises more calmly. As long as we don’t kill them, there’s room to maneuver.” The Asura God King agreed.
“Destruction, where is your inheritor?” The Evil God King asked.
“Probably still on Douluo Star,” the God King of Destruction said uncertainly.
“Probably? Isn’t she your inheritor? You don’t know where she is?” The Evil God King looked at the God King of Destruction discontentedly.
“She expelled my legacy mark, so I don’t know where she is now either,” the God King of Destruction said helplessly.
“Useless. Sea God, where is your inheritor?” The Evil God King said disdainfully, then turned to the Sea God.
“Uh, my legacy mark was expelled too.” The Sea God spread his hands.
All the gods were speechless; they could only search for them on Douluo Star first.
Douluo Continent, Spirit City.
The Pioneer Squad, following the competing teams to Spirit City, saw the bustling Spirit City, a completely different feeling from their first visit.
“As expected, only during events does a place show its best vibrancy.” March 7th immersed herself in the lively atmosphere and sighed.
“If Bibi Dong weren’t so insane, she’d actually make a good Pope.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Is she really that crazy? She looks pretty normal to me.” March 7th glanced at the stunning Bibi Dong on stage, doubting.
“Don’t just look at the surface; learn to feel with your heart.” Dan Heng said, narrowing his eyes.
“With my heart?” March 7th closed her eyes and visualized Bibi Dong’s position.
At first, nothing was unusual, but suddenly, a thick black mist appeared in her perception—no, it wasn’t black mist, but red mist, red to the point of blackness, emanating an ominous aura.
An inexplicable palpitation in her heart told March 7th to stop here, but the shared death wish soul of the Nameless drove her to open her eyes and lightly touch that thick, red-to-black mist with her perception.
The thick mist instantly churned violently, and a strand of mist instantly invaded her mind along March 7th’s spiritual sense.
Boundless resentment rose in March 7th’s mind, like countless vengeful spirits wailing in her ear, inviting her to hell together.
“Ah!”
March 7th couldn’t help but cry out, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on her smooth forehead.
Douluo and Honkai: Star Rail have a vast gap in power levels, but they are equal in terms of emotion.
The resentment in Bibi Dong’s heart was enough to drive an ordinary person mad.
“March, are you okay?” Meng Huaifeng wiped the cold sweat from March 7th’s forehead and asked with concern.
“I’m fine; this girl isn’t that fragile. I was just startled.” March 7th said stubbornly.
“That woman’s resentment is all forcibly suppressed in her heart, but one day it will break free. Once that terrifying resentment erupts, I dare not imagine what insane things she could do.” March 7th seemed to imagine something and shivered.
“March is such a wimp; she got scared just like that. Unlike me, fearless!” Xing Xiexie said.
“Huai Feng, switch A Xing to terror illusion tonight, immersion mode!” March 7th glared at Xing, then said to Meng Huaifeng.
PY trade, recommending a book.
