The Fixed Scar
Space rippled, and four figures appeared silently in deep space.
This place was far from the light of any star. Only the faint starlight of the background sketched the deep contours of the universe, along with boundless, icy dead silence.
Yet that dead silence was completely shattered by what lay before them in the next second.
"This is..." Xilos sucked in a cold breath, her flame-like eyes widening in shock.
Fei Mi instinctively tightened her grip on Shen Yi's arm, her tail going taut. Her throat worked with difficulty, but not a single word came out.
Winnie was the first to sense something was wrong.
Almost the instant her figure solidified and her gaze turned in that direction, the expression on that face—always calm, even faintly detached—changed abruptly!
In those golden eyes, there was no longer investigation or vigilance, but genuine, unmistakable astonishment!
It was as if she had seen some existence that defied common sense. Reason told her such a thing should not exist, yet her eyes kept trying to correct that thought.
Ahead of them stretched an enormous wound, a wound whose scale could not be accurately described with words...
It hung quietly in deep space. It was not an imagined spatial storm or energy explosion.
There was no violent radiance, nor any deafening roar.
There was only a wordless presence, so vast it made one suffocate.
It was a region that seemed to have been torn apart by some invisible colossal force, then crudely stitched back together by another power.
Space there showed a sickly, chaotic texture, like shattered glass that had been forcibly glued back into place.
Its edges were blurred. Light twisted constantly around it, and across the damaged section of the World Barrier drifted streams of material radiance almost impossible to