Black, like the Void, the Judgment Space was.
"Lin An," with only half his body remaining, looked like half a severed silkworm chrysalis. His flesh was a bloody mess, making it nearly impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead.
The space trembled and twisted.
The originally incomparably sturdy Judgment Space, capable of suppressing a Fourth Order Initial-Rank existence, now resembled a soap bubble in a raging wind. After forcibly dragging in a Fourth Order High-Rank Mutated, it was clearly no longer capable of bearing the power of both men.
The Mutated, who had been dragged in without warning, froze briefly in bewilderment. Then his enormous, majestic body, seemingly filling the entire space, shifted casually, instantly breaking free of its restraints.
He immediately spotted the nearly dying Lin An within the space. Unable to suppress a sneer, he looked over with his constantly rotating giant eye, as though he were gazing at a mouse.
"Do you think you can survive just by facing me alone?"
"Dying by my hand is also an honor."
"Remember my name. Klei De."
Concise and to the point.
After speaking, perhaps because he felt some emotion toward Lin An's identity as a Perfected One,
or perhaps out of "compassion" for the last survivor of another civilization,
Klei De delayed for a moment before extending his giant hand, preparing to crush Lin An to death.
A Perfected One was indeed a rare existence.
Unfortunately, they should not have encountered one at this stage.
He believed that after killing this Perfected One, they would reap an unexpected harvest.
At the same time, Lin An, whose Vitality was almost completely depleted and who looked practically like a corpse, stared fixedly at the giant hand reaching for him with his bloodied face and barely opened eyes.
At that