Killer—Chu Qing!
At the Mythology Organization's headquarters, a young man knelt atop an altar, weeping softly.
When those words appeared on the altar, the young man broke down in tears.
He was the one who had called himself Mythology at the Square Inch Gathering.
Chu Qing had set up a ritual.
He had set up one as well.
And the ritual on his side was of a far higher grade than Chu Qing's.
Moreover:
His ritual was the one in control.
The resources required to set up this ritual were enough to bankrupt more than a dozen ordinary empires.
And Mythology had set up no fewer than three such rituals.
It was precisely because of these rituals that more than half of his resources had been consumed.
He had used the remaining resources to win over the other factions within the Mythology Organization.
Therefore:
The young Mythology was now a pauper.
Fortunately, Chu Qing had helped him eliminate an organization.
"Chu Qing... rest assured, I will never forget this favor for all eternity!"
To avenge his lover codenamed Moon God, the young Mythology could give up everything.
Likewise, he engraved Chu Qing's kindness into his heart.
Killer—Chu Qing!
Those words swept like a gust of wind through more than three hundred empires.
Then:
They spread outward in every direction.
In less than ten days, powerhouses and organizations across over a thousand empires had learned Chu Qing's name.
The speed was beyond imagination.
Because:
The consequence of those words appearing was that the colossal organization occupying more than three hundred empires—In the Red Dust—was gone!
In less than a day, every member of In the Red Dust across those three hundred-plus empires had turned into blooming blood lotuses.
Base after base and stronghold after stronghold of In the Red Dust stood