This Was No Monster-It Was a Mountain of Gold Delivered to His Door!

It was no mere body of flesh and blood.

It was a mobile hell, forcibly stitched together from machinery and void-born flesh.

Larger even than Blue Star, it hung motionless in the depths of the void like a dead planet swallowed by darkness, radiating suffocating pressure.

The monster had no facial features. In their place were two bottomless black vortices, within which the wreckage of countless shattered galaxies seemed to turn slowly.

Across its torso, a massive rusted mechanical skeleton pierced through writhing gray-white flesh, its exposed struts like rows of hideous fangs.

Purple high-voltage arcs raced through the gaps with crackling bursts. Every leap sent ripples through the surrounding void.

Most striking of all was the core in its chest.

Embedded there was a dark-red star in violent decay. Its glow was like solidified blood, warping tens of thousands of kilometers of surrounding void into a searing inferno.

"What the hell is that thing?"

Li Qingcang stood at the breach in Blue Star's atmosphere, his ancient sword drawn. Yet its tip trembled faintly.

Even across tens of thousands of kilometers of vacuum, that ancient presence made the Legendary Sword God's pupils contract sharply.

Cold sweat seeped from the hand gripping his sword, soaking the leather hilt until it turned slick.

Those God-tier void creatures from before had been numerous, but they were only a pack of somewhat stronger beasts.

This hulking thing merely hovered there, yet the oppressive weight of its beyond-dimensional mass made the Sword Qi inside him sluggish.

He felt like an ant looking up at a god's colossal foot about to descend.

The command center fell deathly silent.

Yun Ruoxi stared at the enormous red dot occupying half the main screen. Her nails dug deep into her palms, drawing blood, but she did not notice.

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