Lightning tore through the darkness of the underground ruins, hurtling straight toward the black figure.
Yet in the face of that violent thunder, the figure merely raised a hand slightly.
With his movement, the spirit stone at his waist began to glow as though it possessed a life of its own.
It swallowed every last bolt of lightning whole.
Zhang Qi's pupils contracted for an instant.
Not because his attack had failed, but because the moment that figure appeared, a piece of information suddenly surfaced in his mind.
It was information about the monster before him: Daguva, king of the Gurongi, a terrifying being who had once brought about the Ultimate Darkness.
The information had come so abruptly that Zhang Qi had no time to process those unfamiliar memories.
The next moment, two afterimages split from the black tide in a flash, moving so fast they were almost impossible to follow with the naked eye.
One on the left and one on the right, they swooped at Zhang Qi like hunting falcons, carrying the shriek of cutting wind.
He could only barely tilt the miniature Earth in his hand, using the planet's gravitational field to deflect part of the attacks, but those two unimaginable forces still struck his side and shoulder.
His body flew away like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily into the stone wall of the ruins.
Then another torrent of information surged into Zhang Qi's mind like a tide.
This time, it was about Worms and Natives, lifeforms that had descended from beyond the heavens alongside a meteorite. They had come to this world several years ago, surviving through disguise and slaughter.
"Tch—there's no such thing in this world—"
Zhang Qi shook his head and struggled to rise from the rubble.
He was certain he