Zero looked up at the starry sky as the "sun" continued to devour it, his expression darkening.
A faint, tearing pain ran through his waist. With so few stars left, his wounds were healing slowly again.
Lin Feng attacked once more. Zero was hurt, and Lin Feng intended to press his advantage!
Heat Vision erupted at incredible speed.
Zero suddenly accelerated too, moving faster than he had before.
Huh? How did he get so much faster?
Lin Feng cut off his Heat Vision and prepared to fight up close.
Then, out of nowhere, Zero started laughing.
"Pfft..."
For some reason, Zero had begun to laugh.
Lin Feng halted just as he was about to charge and gave Zero a puzzled look.
Zero kept laughing. There was relief in it, but helplessness too.
He shook his head as he laughed.
Zero touched both sides of his injured waist.
How many tens of thousands of years had it been since anyone had backed him into a corner like this?
The last time must have been when he took over this body.
As a system, he had no body of his own.
The body he wore now had belonged to his host, whom he had possessed.
That host had been the first Starlight born in the first universe.
This body could control nearly all the starlight in every universe.
With that body, his own formidable power as a system, and the System Shop, roaming the countless universes unchallenged had been easy.
Zero had often believed he was the protagonist, blessed with a Protagonist Halo unlike any other.
But seeing Lin Feng standing before him made everything feel unreal.
An ordinary human who had grown powerful over a few short years had managed to wound him.
Wasn't someone like that the real protagonist...?
*Just