Su Wuwei stepped aside. "You do it, then. Either way, it has to die today."
He bent down and lowered his head. "Never seen us before? How could that be? You blew me up yourself."
[Annihilation] turned to look and, for a fleeting moment, glimpsed a sun in those eyes.
"You're that star?!"
But how was that possible? That star had clearly been destroyed. How could it have become a person?
This was simply unheard of. There was definitely more to this place than met the eye.
[Annihilation] suddenly felt regret. Perhaps he should never have come here.
Su Wuwei straightened up and looked down at him.
"A brain is a good thing. Too bad you brought yours too late. We'll settle our old grudges and new ones today."
With that, he left the spot to Kou Ying.
Kou Ying raised a hand and pressed it onto [Annihilation]'s head. Unfathomable currents surged deep within those pitch-black eyes, like an abyss that would strip away everything from anyone who stepped inside.
"Weren't you pursuing death? As it happens, I've gained a little insight myself."
Lightless shadows enveloped [Annihilation]. Like an instrument of torture covered in spikes, they bound and swallowed the already grievously wounded calamity, their spikes draining vitality like the God of Death's scythe.
Every breath [Annihilation] inhaled became a blade that extinguished life. By the time he realized it, it was already too late.
What terrified him more than the wrenching pain of the shadows tearing him apart was that purest aura of death, purer even than the aura he had condensed by torturing and killing tens of thousands of living beings.
If the death he had comprehended was a cup of aged wine, then what Kou Ying brought was alcohol of the highest purity.
A chill spread across