Death by the Unknown

The God of All Machines' Red Alert flashed wildly before Yang Yu's eyes.

It was no ordinary red.

It was the kind of red that threatened to dye the entire Abyss Main Control Interface crimson.

Warning Boxes piled up layer upon layer, flooding the screen like an avalanche.

[Highest-level danger alert!]

[Warning: The gap between the enemy's level and ours cannot be estimated.]

Yang Yu stared at the glaring red boxes.

His gaze was cold.

But that coldness was not arrogance.

It was calm forced to the surface under the weight of extreme danger.

He knew perfectly well that this was nothing like the people he had bluffed his way past with talk, status, a Work Badge, or evidence for a complaint.

Whoever was coming was deadly.

Yang Yu had not even seen them. A single wave from some unknown depth of Hongmeng had wiped away a huge swath of Pale Hongmeng.

It had not exploded.

It had not been destroyed.

It had been erased.

Even the fact that a battle had once taken place there had nearly been wiped clean along with it.

There was no fighting something like that.

Right now, with the Abyss as his home ground, he could trade a few moves with a Sixth Step being.

Even if he truly reached the Sixth Step, that wave might not have left him standing long enough to draw a breath.

Only one thought remained in Yang Yu's mind.

Hide.

Hide well.

Or I'll really die.

This was no game Dungeon.

Players could not die here, then crawl out of a Respawn Point cursing.

This was the true Depth of Hongmeng.

Death here meant even his Respawn Anchor Points, records of his existence, the players' memories, and his sovereignty over the Abyss would be uprooted