Chapter 1685: Ascension's Whip 3
Disaster Civilization Alliance, Ascension's Whip, invasion! Destruction!
Once the news had spread far and wide, quite a few civilizations were stunned.
The Disaster civilizations could actually form an alliance?
What was even more outrageous was that this alliance intended to invade a galaxy cluster?!
Many Level Three civilizations had never even left their galaxy, let alone ventured far beyond the starfields near their homes.
With certain individuals fanning the flames, the news spread even further.
"It seems our dear Civilization Observers have been meddling."
At that moment, atop a species tower formed from billions upon billions of stacked species, an incomparably alluring young man was playing with a head.
It was the head of a carbon-based civilization's leader. The owner appeared to be female, exuding divinity, with a compassionate expression and a trace of pain in her eyes.
"What a pity. If you had destroyed a million planets in one go, you really could have let some people escape. What a pity that your compassion killed everyone. Mother of All Beings, a collective biological consciousness, actually developed emotions. How sad."
Ant Master intimately kissed the head.
A dozen more rings had appeared in the divine-system halo behind him, making him look brimming with divinity.
However, looking at the deformed, mutilated, twisted corpses beneath his feet, even that divinity was most likely the divinity of an evil god.
"So you also think the Civilization Observers were behind this?"
Darkness parted, and a shriveled old shaman walked out.
Compared with the last time, this Blood Old Man looked even older. His hair had thinned considerably, and from time to time, a bloody crack split open across the surface of his skin. Countless pale arms would then struggle out of it, only for him to force them back