A Sliver of Hope, Yet Also a Catastrophe

The flying ship traveled through the dark, profound passage, the golden light it emitted spreading like a protective shield and enveloping the entire vessel.

The force that had tossed Shen Lin around earlier was blocked outside by the golden shield, allowing the flying ship to advance steadily.

Shen Lin stood at the stern, watching the world at the end of the tunnel gradually being destroyed, his gaze deep and profound.

He had initially thought that the so-called End was that fellow the system called the Collector.

But now, it seemed that the two were simply on entirely different levels.

According to Augustus Solodin, once part of the Collector's body entered a world, it would be affected, and its strength would be weakened by tens of millions of times.

But the power that could destroy an entire world showed not the slightest sign of being weakened.

"The End..."

Shen Lin murmured, then turned to Augustus Solodin beside him and asked, "What exactly is that thing? Why does it destroy worlds?"

Augustus Solodin was silent for a moment before shaking his head. "There is no why. The End is like the rising of the sun and setting of the moon in our world—a natural law."

"It destroys worlds not for the sake of anything."

"As for what the End is..."

He glanced at Sapphos, who was driving the flying ship at the bow, and sighed. "You'll witness it with your own eyes soon enough."

After hearing this, Shen Lin nodded and did not press further. Instead, he studied the surrounding tunnel and asked curiously,

"Isn't this tunnel the territory of that being you mentioned? We just flew straight in like this. Won't there be any danger?"

"There won't be!"

At that moment, Sapphos seemed to have finished setting the flying ship's course.