Boundless chaos, no top, no bottom, no direction, the cluster of collectors existing in the narrow space of the spiritual realm are moving, or it can be said that they are not moving.

They have been wandering in the spiritual realm for a long time. They have been like this since the last battle with the spiritual master. While fighting with the spiritual realm creatures, they wandered aimlessly. The spiritual realm creatures surged like waves.

The group was killed abruptly, cutting a bloody path.

No, the word "kill" is not very appropriate. It should be said to be "chisel". They have carved out vast areas of open space in this area of ​​the spiritual realm.

All the way to the back, even the unintelligent spiritual realm creatures instinctively stayed away, treating the group of gatherers led by Yongsheng as a unique disaster in the spiritual realm to avoid.

I don’t know how long time has passed, and even the extremely patient collectors feel irritated.

"Sustainability, should we find another way to find a breakthrough? Such aimless search is too inefficient."

The actions of the cluster in the spiritual realm are not without purpose. They are constantly looking for passages between the spiritual realm and the river system. These passages are usually fixed passages obtained by some alien civilizations who pray to the spiritual masters of the spiritual realm.

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Channels are usually bound to artifacts, and then these artifacts are regarded as 'artifacts' by those alien civilizations.

And often after the alien civilization is destroyed, the 'artifact' still exists, so the passages still exist. Over time, there are countless passages in the spiritual realm.

But that was before, and now none of those passages that were everywhere in the past can be found...

"Indeed, we should consider another way to find a breakthrough in the spiritual realm and return to the river system." Yongsheng agreed with the thoughts of the same clan.

Just as they were discussing, the spiritual realm suddenly became agitated. Silently, many more sights appeared, and the distorted pictures announced the arrival of the indescribable person.

【Give up, you will definitely not be able to go back.】

The abrupt information is expressed directly, not by sound or image, but by a more direct transmission of information.

"You cannot imprison us forever. We will find our way back."

They confront the spiritual masters without fear. Even though the spiritual masters in the spiritual realm are as powerful as gods and are immortal, they still show no fear at all.

Facing the enemy, the collectors dare to show their most crazy side.

However, just when the collectors thought that the spirit master was preparing to engage in a life-and-death fight with them, the spirit master behaved extremely peacefully and did not show any strong aggression.

[There’s no point in going back? Because your tribe no longer exists.]

Between the rhythms of chaos? Chanting the message conveyed by the Lord of the Fearful Abyss? Picture after picture appears in the minds that perpetuate them.

That was the tragic death of almost all the collectors in the river system. It was the decadence of the amoeba after being targeted by the great destruction. There were corpses everywhere? The debris of the cluster filled the star system? The meteorite cluster that became the orbiting star, also

Or become a group of wandering meteorites wandering among the stars.

"What... happened?"

Are they confused? Because their memory of the river system still remains in the great situation of the time when "Amoeba developed super-light speed, the supernova of great destruction was helpless, and the race was about to usher in the final victory."

[The fatal point of your amoeba was learned by the Great Destruction? And a targeted destruction plan was formulated? The result is what you see now.]

[If you go back, your fate will be just like them, becoming a pile of corpses.]

The whispers in the sumeru room, the chanting in the narrow room? The information ripples in circles? It is passed to them forever.

"Impossible! There is no way that the group is so fragile! You just showed a small part of the group that died in the battle, trying to mislead us! Prevent us from returning to the group!"

The first reaction of the collectors was that they didn't believe it. How could this be true? The tribe was so powerful? The Great Destruction could not lock the super-light cluster, so why could it destroy the cluster?

This must be the spirit master deliberately misleading them, intercepting individual clusters that died due to mistakes, and then exaggerating that the entire group has fallen into disaster!

However, the collectors forgot that the spirit master cannot be deceived...

[Then I will leave a short paragraph for you to ‘listen’ to.]

Seeing the eternity, they did not believe it. The Lord of the Fear Abyss tore a small hole in the spiritual realm, and a fatal melody for the gatherers came from the other side.

Intentionally guided, only a small number of collectors received the message, and then died the next moment, so simply.

This scene was naturally regarded as an attack by them.

"Be on guard! Be on guard! It's an attack!"

[Don’t be nervous, just let them receive a small piece of information being spread over there.]

[You see, it’s just a short section, and they are dead, just like those corpses.]

The chaos echoed with passages of messages chanted by the Lord of the Dread Abyss, which were ethereal and illusory.

"What exactly is the 'short paragraph' you are talking about? Make it clear and we will respond as appropriate." Yongsheng responded after calming down.

Its meaning is very clear. If you want to make them believe it, you must give a reasonable explanation as to why and why the extremely powerful ethnic group became like this.

The Lord of the Dread Abyss gave the gatherers the explanation they wished.

[The highest-level command among you amoeba, what they ‘listen’ to is that the content of the command is ‘spread and then die’.]

"The highest level...will?!"

"Why does the will do this?"

They were all stunned. The explanation of the Lord of the Abyss of Fear solved all the questions that the collectors had encountered, and following that, a lot of new questions arose.

[It is up to you to find out the answer to your question.] So said the Lord of the Abyss of Fear.

"What should we do?"

[Ask in person and bring Hogu here. You can ask yourself why it does what it does. It’s not complicated. You just need to guide it according to the method I gave you...]

Before the Lord of the Dread Abyss had finished explaining, he received a reply from them.

"Forget it, there is a reason for the will to do what it does. Even if the order is unreasonable, there will naturally be factors that we don't understand."

"That's right, whatever the will does is right, even if it makes us die."

Death means death. All acts of will must be for the ethnic group, and since so many groups in the ethnic group are required to die, there must be a reason they don't know yet.

Unconditional and unreserved trust!

【……】

There was no response, and the chaos surging in the spiritual realm fell silent, while the restless spiral faintly conveyed bursts of ridicule.

【Failure!Εκμηδ?νίση!Εκμηδ?νίση!】

[It must be so. Amoeba is like this, so it has such a weakness that can be broken. 】

[The splendor of sacrifice, the treasure of trust, how dazzling, such pure and special thinking, throughout history, only amoeba...]

The onlookers were laughing, because the Lord of the Fear Abyss had failed in his usual tricks.

At the end of the endless world, there was a long sigh, speaking bluntly in an obscure language that was difficult to read, speaking words that the collectors could understand.

[Collectors, I want to trade with you.]

"What do you want to trade?" Perpetual asked.

[Use Hogu in exchange for the survival and continuation of your ethnic group.]

"wishful thinking."

In less than a second, the entire cluster responded like this without even thinking too much.

What else could be the purpose of bringing the will to the spiritual master? Even the most stupid collector can guess it.

[Why? This is a very cost-effective deal. Your Supreme Being can no longer give you shelter, nor can it no longer grant you knowledge as it did in the past, guide the direction of your race, or even become the fatal point of your amoeba. The times are rolling.

Under the wheel, it should be eliminated.】

[Part of you has already abandoned it...]

Yongsheng keenly noticed the 'throw it away' section in the message, and then became irritable.

"What did you say?! Who? Who dares to do this!"

【they……】

A picture unfolded. It was a cluster of successors that had completed their ascension. It was just a picture intercepted before the speed of light, because after being hit by the great destruction, the successors' caution had reached the highest level.

[Now only the amoeba creatures that completely disobey Hogu can survive unaffected there. Everything unfolds as we expected. The rebels in the amoeba civilization have abandoned your supreme will in order to survive.

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"Let us leave the spiritual realm! We are going to kill them!"

Perpetuality was exposed, and it once again recalled the birth of the group of traitors, who destroyed their fellow humans in order to survive, then carried them on their backs and enslaved them.

[Guide Huogu here, and I will let you go.] So said the Lord of the Abyss of Fear.

"No way! Don't even think about it!"

The furious Eternal and the other excited collectors still firmly refused.

[Then just watch as more and more similar people abandon Huogu and appear.]
Chapter completed!