Future world.
After passing through the Space Passage, Feng Qi was greeted by the familiar sight of a ruined Star City.
Under the blood moon, Star City was filled with decayed traces left by the erosion of time.
The prosperity that had once belonged to human civilization had become a thing of the past, reduced to a page in the histories of certain races.
At that moment, the Mist Lord condensed into form and looked at him.
"My avatar still has enough strength to keep Blackie occupied. Do you want to come to Mist Royal City with me next? I can teach you some practical things there. They might be useful for your future timelines."
Hearing this, Feng Qi grinned.
"Sure. I'm also curious what your Mist Royal City actually looks like."
As he spoke, Feng Qi lowered his head and looked at Little Suction Cup, who was still asleep in his arms. He reached out and rubbed her little head.
After he left, he hoped that Little Suction Cup and the descendants of Dawn could survive under the Mist Lord's protection.
The only thing worrying him now was that Little Suction Cup was unwilling to leave him.
If it truly came to that, he could only have the Mist Lord take compulsory measures.
Otherwise, Little Suction Cup would definitely clash with Blackie again.
At that moment, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind.
Poor Little Suction Cup. She's fought across so many timelines and never won even once. This Future Dreamland timeline truly doesn't need her to fight. By the time Old Mi's avatar is defeated, Blackie's strength will probably have been unleashed to a certain extent. Even if Little Suction Cup can stall her, she obviously won't be able to hold out for long.
The narrator's thoughts were