"Fu Qing!"
"This is your limit, isn't it?"
"Parasitizing a weak human means you yourself are the very definition of weakness."
The Watcher was incomparably arrogant. At this moment, its Sample Space occupied everything, and Fu Qing no longer had the strength to resist.
"It's over."
"You were merely a momentary amusement in my life."
"I will preserve the space of this scene in my 'topology' forever, so I can savor it slowly."
As The Watcher spoke, countless cones emerged from the surrounding space.
Countless spikes grew from every direction, as though there was no longer anywhere in the world for Fu Qing to stand.
At that moment.
Fu Qing, who had already become powerless, suddenly calmed down. Standing there with his paper fan swaying, he looked at Liu Di from afar.
He smiled faintly, parted his lips, and silently mouthed, "I did my best. Goodbye."
The next instant.
Countless spikes pierced through Fu Qing's body.
He was riddled with holes!
Human blood splattered across this space, standing out sharply in this entirely pale-blue world.
The fallen scholar's limbs were all shattered, carried away into the distance by those spatial spikes.
"Fu Qing!!!"
"Fu Qing!!!"
The world in Liu Di's eyes suddenly turned blood-red. Fu Qing's body became a black shadow, held high in the air by countless blades.
"Hahaha!"
The Watcher laughed wildly. Time was merely a certain instant in space. Like taking a photograph, it preserved the scene of Fu Qing's miserable death and placed it within its Topological Space, making it the bloodiest scene among that bouquet of flowers.
At that very instant.
The black-hole space where they stood could no longer bear the strain and began to collapse. The mosaics in the sky fell away piece by piece, smashing into countless codes before vanishing.
Liu Di