Inside the grand hall, Elder Twilight Star's expression was focused to the extreme.
He parted the flesh and blood of the player's corpse, attempting to study the physiological structure of these Star Spirit-like Race beings.
Before long, deep astonishment appeared in his eyes.
"Is this... a Psionic Circuit?"
He saw a psionic circulation system intertwined among the flesh, blood, and organs. Its construction was so perfect, its compatibility with free-floating energy so flawless—it was simply a work of art personally carved by the Creator!
"They are definitely not Abyss-corrupted creatures. Such a natural dual-circulation structure must belong to natural life... but they have no souls?"
"Perfect life can only be created by a true god..."
Elder Twilight Star muttered to himself. His hands were covered in blood, yet his cloudy eyes grew increasingly bright.
He slowly rose to his feet and turned to look at the other three players beside him, who had been dumbfounded by his sudden attack.
The atmosphere in the grand hall froze for several seconds.
Elder Twilight Star forced what he believed was a friendly smile, making the three survivors shudder.
"Damn... his smile is so creepy... it's kind of terrifying!"
Elder Twilight Star nodded and continued examining Mind Storm's corpse. The more he looked, the more alarmed he became.
"Similar to our race, yet even more exquisite and efficient... Could they truly be the Father God's kinfolk?"
He frowned deeply.
Just then, space slightly distorted beside the Biological Beacon glowing with faint green light in the distance.
Whoosh!
White light converged, and Mind Storm stepped out beside the beacon completely unharmed. He rubbed his neck as he grumbled, "That old man hits hard. My neck still feels chilly where he cut it."
Meanwhile, his previous corpse was still lying beneath Elder Twilight Star's hands.
"???"