Purpose (Part 2)

Before long, all the survivors within tens of thousands of kilometers had been moved onto the flesh carpet.

Those who had managed to retain intact bodies and fragments of their souls after that massive explosion were naturally no ordinary people.

After all, protective colonies and spacecraft defenses of this caliber were simply beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers and low-ranking officers.

Thus, those lying here were almost all high-ranking officers and advanced colonies with considerable status within the legions.

Even the weakest among them possessed Fission-level colonies.

The stronger ones included quite a few Lower Ascenders.

"So, what are you planning to do?" Mi Fei grew increasingly curious.

He watched Wei He's every movement with rapt attention.

"Since you know my true identity, then... I would ask that you excuse yourself for now."

Wei He looked calmly at Mi Fei.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten seconds.

Mi Fei finally laughed.

"Seems it's quite an extraordinary secret. Fine. I look forward to your performance afterward."

With a tap of his toe, he flew backward. In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished into the shadows of space.

A Star Abyss entrance opened in an instant, then closed.

Only after sensing that Mi Fei had truly departed did Wei He turn his gaze back toward the many dying people on the flesh carpet.

He raised a hand and gently turned it over, palm facing upward.

Hiss.

His entire right arm began to shatter and scatter, transforming into countless crimson grains of sand that drifted toward every human on the flesh carpet.

Every grain was a portion of his flesh and blood cells.

Very soon, a portion of his flesh tissue floated above each of the several thousand people present.

"I will grant you new life. The price is coexistence with me."