Death Is Too Good for Them

Survival was for the sake of pursuit, and pursuit was for the sake of survival.

If the Galactic Core inhabitants and the Amun people were given a choice—obtaining the truth of the universe at the cost of extinction—

those two civilizations would probably pursue it without hesitation, disregarding life and death.

Although the Sabi people had not reached such a level of resolve, survival without pursuit was equally meaningless.

At this moment, Lan Mu faced the final madness of a super race.

"Even if the name Sabi vanishes from the universe forever, we will make the people of Earth accompany us to the grave!"

The tens of trillions of captured Sabi people shot out from the purple planet carrying them like a meteor shower.

Under the observer effect, these Sabi people turned into weeping statues, drawn by a strange force into the body of the Super Sabi.

At this point, nearly all the Sabi people had gathered within this enormous body. Three million billion Sabi people were actually sharing a single body.

"Swoosh!"

By the time Lan Mu sensed the incoming fluctuation, an enormous fist had already smashed down at him.

The Super Sabi had actually teleported above him. This spatial folding could not be erased; it had also mastered Spatial Technology like his.

Not only that, dazzling starlight lit up along the giant statue's arm, outlining dense, shifting patterns.

Purple energy instantly invaded Lan Mu's body, wreaking havoc within it.

"Hmph!"

Lan Mu swung his head, and immense lightning exploded from his mouth. It instantly pierced through the Super Sabi's arm, spread across its entire body in the blink of an eye, and left it smoking as though its organs were being incinerated.

Dazzling lightning illuminated the dark void. The Fei Fu fleet decisively dragged the purple planet away.