Despair

"That... What tremendous power."

The True Immortal Research Institute.

Dong Xuanyuan stared at the towering figure on the screen, a figure so tall it seemed capable of piercing the clouds, causing the celestial phenomena to change violently. His body trembled as he sank into a chair.

The seawater was boiling.

The earth was melting.

The sky was burning.

That Chaos Demon God who towered between heaven and earth, seemingly able to look down upon Blue Star, merely stood there, releasing the energy within him...

Like the body heat naturally radiating from a human body, it had inflicted terrifying disasters across hundreds of miles of Blue Star.

Before such a mighty life-form, humanity...

Was so tiny it was inferior even to parasites.

At best, they could only be considered a swarm of tiny viruses.

Weak viruses clinging to a human body for survival.

As the human body's temperature rose by merely one degree, trillions upon trillions of viruses would die one after another.

"I finally understand the true meaning behind what that Qianxing person said about how they would never go to a beggar's home to snatch a bag of rice and flour..."

Zhao Tianfeng spoke those words with his mouth hanging open.

But after saying them, he no longer knew what to say, or what he could say.

The gap between the two sides...

Was simply too great.

So great that all their previous conjectures, all their preparations, and all their words and thoughts at this moment had lost even the slightest meaning.

At this moment, the only thing they could do was pray.

Pray that this mighty existence truly did not care about the countless living beings on Blue Star, nor about the many resources on Blue Star, just as he had said before.

Just as they themselves did