"Let's talk, Moro."
Yang Yu leaned back in the Command Chair, his gray-gold vertical pupils fixed eerily on the broken Geometric Bodies in the corner. "You stowaways who can't stand the light, stirring up trouble on someone else's turf—what exactly are you after? And that so-called Eternal True God Jin—what the hell is that?"
Inside the Abyss Core, there was utter silence.
Li Qingcang stood off to the side with a broken sword in hand, grayish-white Poison Blood from the Chaos Giant Beast still dripping from its blade.
Elder Wang leaned on his cane, Yun Ruoxi gripped her staff tightly, and Xilan sat collapsed on the ground. Everyone's gaze was focused on Moro.
Outside, in the Abyss Mid-layer, hundreds of millions of Players were jubilantly slaughtering the World BOSS formed by the God Devourer. Yet in the core area, an interrogation was underway that could overturn everyone's understanding of life and death.
Moro's eight facets flickered faintly. The pure white light had long lost the arrogance it possessed when he had descended upon the entire universe.
As a High-Dimensional Observer, he was now nothing more than a defeated dog.
"Since Master has sworn to preserve my Origin, I naturally would not dare conceal anything."
Moro's mechanically synthesized voice echoed through the core. Though he had deliberately lowered his stance, it still carried a habitual cold rationality.
"You have always believed that you lived in a boundless space called the Chaos Sea. You believed that the Cosmic Bubbles floating within the Chaos Sea constituted the entirety of the world. But the truth is nothing like that."
As Moro spoke, a beam of pure white light shot from his damaged core, projecting an enormous three-dimensional Star Map into the air above the Abyss Core.
The instant the Star Map unfolded, Li Qingcang