The Heterochromic-Eyed Man was unwilling to tell Chu Mu about his past, which put Chu Mu on his guard.
This scene felt familiar.
It was just like when Kafka had claimed to be a law-abiding interstellar citizen in the Library.
She had turned out to be a five-star wanted criminal.
Chu Mu felt he would have to keep his distance from the forces of Abundance from now on.
While his thoughts wandered, the Heterochromic-Eyed Man had already housed the Red Sun within him.
His original Prosthetic Eye Lens had been removed and kept as a memento.
Chu Mu's left eye had become like the Heterochromic-Eyed Man's.
However, the Heterochromic-Eyed Man was only a remnant consciousness, while Chu Mu was real.
He could summon a phantom of the Red Sun from his left eye at any time and rain justice down on his enemies!
Chu Mu's current combat strength still fell some way short of an Emanator's. After all, Emanators had an Aeon backing them and could draw upon the power of an entire Path at any time.
Chu Mu had only reached the midpoint of his Path and could draw upon half its power at most.
Even going all out, Chu Mu could not defeat an Emanator.
What was more, Paths differed in strength, and combat experience offered varying advantages.
Taking those factors into account, Chu Mu's current strength merely left him with few worthy opponents below the level of an Emanator.
"If your way of fighting is to throw a sun at people, all I can say is that you're wasting a priceless treasure." The Heterochromic-Eyed Man sneered. "Against power that can burn the Sea of Stars to nothing, what does a single sun amount to? That's not how you use the Red Sun!"
He paused, then said:
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