The Creation Fragment was within that world's heavenly source. Once he obtained it, his Trait Tree would grow another segment.
Wu Heng lowered his hand, turned, and walked out of the Throne Hall.
Isaac leaned against the wall in the corridor, waiting for him.
"President."
Wu Heng stopped. "What is it?"
"Can I take on that world's Michael first?"
Wu Heng looked at him.
"Why?"
Isaac clenched his fists, the glowing cracks beneath his skin pulsing. "I want to see how strong I am."
Wu Heng was silent for several seconds. "Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Isaac smiled. The smile looked especially ferocious on his crack-covered face. "I can't die."
Wu Heng said nothing more and walked past him.
Three days later, at the rift entrance.
The first five people to enter stood in a row.
Kyle stood at the front, his figure flickering in and out of sight. Michelle stood behind him, all six golden spikes spread open. Isaac and Thomas stood in the middle, their bone blade and Hunter Blade gleaming coldly beneath the lights. Elena stood behind Isaac, her crystal hair drifting gently.
Hans crouched nearby, adjusting the recording equipment. Martin stood behind him, images flickering across the bone spines on his back.
Wu Heng walked over and looked at them.
"Remember, you aren't going there to conquer that world. You're going to purge evil, for humanity."
Thomas nodded. "Understood."
"And one more thing." Wu Heng looked at Isaac. "Don't act rashly."
Isaac nodded.
Wu Heng raised his hand. The Hell Mark in his palm lit up, and the rift opened. Dark violet light poured out, shining over the faces of the six people.
Kyle entered first, followed by Michelle, Isaac, Thomas, and Elena.
They vanished into the light.
On the third day after the five entered