"Such formidable strength!"
The Thousand-Eyed Race True God was startled as he gazed at Gustavo, who was clutching Alcard's corpse amidst a mass of crimson flesh and blood.
As for the Water Mirror Race, after their initial shock, they flew into a rage and attacked. Silver Mirror Abyss Nervado stretched out his palm, and a drop of liquid mercury-like substance was flung out. After writhing and twisting, it transformed into a multifaceted prism coffin. The coffin opened, and black mirror light, exuding an aura of death, shot out from it, landing on Gustavo.
"It worked?!"
"Silver Mirror Abyss Nervado surprised, but the next moment, he sensed something was wrong. The person sealed in the mirror coffin did not seem to be complete and was gradually dissipating, like a dream or a bubble."
"You want to seal me away? You're far from it!"
A cold laugh rang out, and at the same time, Gustavo appeared behind another Lower God- level Water Mirror Race. He spread his five fingers and flicked them rapidly, forming a net of time threads that bound the other, slowing his movements many times over.
Just as Gustavo was about to finish off his prey trapped in the net, a sword light, a mixture of light and darkness, suddenly appeared and ripped the Web of Time to shreds with a single stroke.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure covered in obsidian-like armor appeared on the battlefield. His face was smooth and without features, only black and white lines constantly sliding. In his hand he held a giant sword that could absorb all light, and shadows writhed beneath his feet. In a daze, it seemed as if he was standing on the dividing line between light and darkness.
"Stop! This fight ends here!" the newcomer said, his voice calm and devoid of emotion. He was neither angry nor disappointed, giving off a strong sense of a working-class person.
Indeed, the newcomer was the guardian of the Planet Illinois. Because Gustavo killed a True God of the Water Mirror Race, the battle became unbalanced. If the fighting continued, the Water Mirror Race might be completely wiped out here. At that time, Planet Illinois would inevitably become a thorn in the side of the Water Mirror Civilization and would be difficult to survive.
In desperation, the executives of Planet Illinois hurriedly requested the Guardian's help. After some consideration, the Guardian readily agreed. Since they had taken the money, they couldn't just do nothing; otherwise, their reputation would inevitably suffer a major blow, and they would have a hard time making a living in this industry in the future.
Squinting at the Guardian and sensing the latter's aura as Middle God, Gustavo turned to look at Octavian the World-Burning, his meaning clear: it's time for the Thousand-Eyed Race to step in; he didn't want to get involved in matters of diplomacy.
Octavian nodded slightly, stepped forward, and said coldly, "Guardians? Are you, the Planet Illinois, planning to side with the Water Mirror Race?"
"No, no, no, we have always maintained a neutral stance. If it were your Thousand-Eyed Race that had been at a disadvantage this time, I would have intervened as well. In fact, you are the ones at fault, arbitrarily engaging in combat on my Planet Illinois, seriously jeopardizing the safety of this planet. My Commercial Alliance will definitely take this matter to the Civilization Council and seek compensation!"
The guardian's words were quite insightful, proving that this guy was no pushover. His previous actions were simply to avoid interfering in the conflict between the two civilizations, but things had already escalated to this point, and he had no choice but to intervene.
Before the words were even finished, the Thousand-Eyed Race was speechless. Indeed, no matter what, they were the impolite party. Moreover, this battle not only resulted in the acquisition of Eliduo but also the slaying of a Water Mirror Race True God, which could be considered a great victory.
Therefore, Octavian's eyes flickered a few times, then he said nothing more, gave Gustavo a look, and turned to leave.
Gustavo naturally followed closely behind. At this moment, Nervado, the Silver Mirror Abyss, took two quick steps and shouted angrily, "Hand over Alcard's corpse!"
"He's already my trophy. If you've got the guts, come and fight me." Gustavo waved his arm without turning his head, his attitude utterly contemptuous.
At this moment, the Thousand-Eyed Race's True God also cooperated with Gustavo, releasing his own aura to show his stance of fighting side by side.
Seeing this, Nervado looked at the guardian beside him, but the latter did not respond at all, which made the True God of the Water Mirror Race grit their teeth in anger. However, they all understood that rushing forward at this time would be of no use and would most likely just give the enemy a victory.
"Hmph, this isn't over yet, let's go!" With an extremely gloomy mood, Nervado turned around and led the Water Mirror Race away. The Guardian stood there, looking at the scene of ruins around him, shook his head, and disappeared in a flash.
In the virtual conference room, around the round table, the executives of Planet Illinois watched as both sides dispersed, wiped the imaginary cold sweat from their foreheads, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's finally over..."
"Sigh, these powerful individuals with their individual might are far too difficult to control. If we let them fight each other unchecked, the entire Astral Realm will descend into chaos."
"What can we do? The strong can do whatever they want."
"Alright, enough of this useless nonsense. Now, immediately assess the losses and report to the Alliance. After that, we don't need to worry about anything else."
After finishing his remarks, the senior executive logged off, clearly in a bad mood due to the unexpected incident.
Beyond the Planet Illinois.
Inside the Thousand-Eyed Race's Void spaceship, Gustavo and several Thousand-Eyed Race True God sat facing each other, holding a special drink from the Thousand-Eyed Race in their hands, sipping it slowly, their eyes filled with nostalgia, as if the drink was an unforgettable taste.
The Thousand-Eyed Race True God, who were constantly observing his behavior, exchanged subtle glances upon seeing this. Then Octavian cleared his throat and said, "We must thank you for your help this time. You have been of great assistance to our clan, not only retrieving Eliduo but also slaying a Water Mirror Race True God. To be honest, our clan has always been at a disadvantage against the Water Mirror Race, and it has been a long time since we have achieved such a great victory."
Upon hearing this, Gustavo waved his hand dismissively, as if it were nothing to be discussed.
"Would you mind leaving your contact information? We will certainly prepare a generous gift to express our gratitude upon our return."
"Well, that won't be necessary. My intervention this time was purely due to my past connection with the Thousand-Eyed Race, not out of gratitude."
"Oh? I wonder what the connection is?" Octavian asked quickly.
Gustavo shook his head, filled with emotion, and said, "The past is like smoke, there's no need to mention it again. That Thousand-Eyed Race elder has long since perished in the river of history, and he probably didn't even know about our connection."
These words sparked a flurry of thoughts among the Thousand-Eyed Race's True God, each conjuring up a story of gratitude spanning millennia. They wanted to ask more questions, but Gustavo waved them off.
"Alright, no need for contact information. With this, I've repaid my debt of gratitude. Farewell."
The voice still echoed in the cabin, but Gustavo's figure gradually blurred and disappeared until he was completely gone.
Strange Light Bearer Theseus at the empty seat and remarked, "Coming and going freely, without a trace... this gentleman must be a Hermit."
"Perhaps." Octavian nodded slightly, then issued a command to the ship's AI, "Return to the home plane."
With a slight tremor, the Void spaceship vanished into the deeper dimensions. After a long while, Gustavo's figure reappeared, gazing in the direction the spaceship had gone, a cat-like smile playing on his lips.