Thus, gripped by fear, in that brief span of time, she even began to wonder whether Chu Guang was on the virus's side, whether he had tricked her into coming here to die.
What Federation? What world of universal harmony? What demon god sheltering the world? None of it existed. It was all an illusion.
Yet Chu Guang said nothing. He did not even move, merely waiting in silence and watching Bai Luo struggle.
It was as if he had already known deep down that this hurdle would not stop her.
If she could not even get past this trial before her, then she would hardly deserve to be called a protagonist, even if only the protagonist of a single world.
Still, while protagonists were all remarkable, not every protagonist was suitable for use.
Ever since his rebirth, Chu Guang had harbored a wild ambition: to gather the protagonists of many worlds, have them join his legion, and perhaps even forge a powerful legion composed entirely of protagonists.
Indeed, after the civilizations of those protagonists merged into the Cosmic Federation, they had already lost the status that belonged to a protagonist. Like the top student in a village who became nothing special once placed in a town. But comparatively speaking, each of those people had something extraordinary about them.
More importantly, Chu Guang had an idea—if he truly gathered so many former protagonists, could he perhaps condense a corresponding legion authority in the future?
He was a reborn one, and not someone reborn within a single world, but one reborn across the variables of countless worlds. He already carried immense destiny upon him. If he could further make all those protagonists serve him, perhaps a miracle could be born.
As for whether he could gather so many protagonists when a