"It’s here?" Kanter and Sanders were both taken aback: "Who’s here?"
Angel hesitated: "Phantom Spirit City?"
The Observer nodded: "A Second-class Citizen."
The Observer still didn’t specify a name, even though Polo Ye, unlike the Deep Space, did not have a powerful ancestor. Nevertheless, the matters of Phantom Spirit City were far beyond Angel’s level, and knowing too much wasn’t necessarily a good thing.
Angel: Second-class Citizen, seemingly only one tier higher than Mist Shadow. But judging by the Observer’s grave expression, it seemed its strength was not to be underestimated?
As Angel pondered, a vertical rift suddenly appeared in the clear night sky.
This rift didn’t seem to be formed by some spell technique, but rather as if... torn open directly by some being from the outside.
The moment this thought emerged, initially just a fleeting notion, in the next second, Angel saw a pink tentacle reaching out from within the rift.
The instant the pink tentacle appeared, a massive pressure descended upon most of the sea area within the Mist Belt.
Where the pressure reached, everyone was immobilized, even Sanders and Kanter felt a profound sense of danger under this pressure once they left the range of their domain field.
Was this an unconscious pressure? Or a deliberately created one?
Sanders didn’t know. If it were the latter, the newcomer’s strength was at least on par with Lord Monty or Lord Rhein. But if it were the former, then it was immeasurable, perhaps even beyond Legend!
Soon, a second pink tentacle also extended from the rift.
The two glossy pink tentacles appeared somewhat soft and showy at first glance, but soon, all who witnessed this scene had their impressions completely overturned.
The seemingly incredibly soft pink tentacles forcibly tore open the vertical space rift with sheer force.
This terrifying scene shocked everyone to the core.
Such power, even Sanders couldn’t achieve; he had to be extremely cautious when dealing with space rifts, fearing to be pulled in and become dust under the Law.
Yet, the owner of those pink tentacles in mid-air actually extended them into the rift directly and tore it open! What terrifying might!
"Is this... Legend?" Nis muttered in a daze.
After a moment of silence, the Observer spoke:
"In some aspects, including combat strength, it indeed is comparable to Legend. But it hasn’t reached that level; its ability to tear space is due to its trait."
Angel: "Trait? Is it some space characteristic?"
The Observer: "You could say that."
Everyone was enlightened, but even if it were due to space traits, the ability to tear space rifts was still terrifying. Moreover, the Observer personally admitted that the newcomer’s combat strength was on par with Legend, meaning that everyone present, except for the Observer, was no match for it.
Nis: "Is Phantom Spirit City this terrifying? A random one seems capable of annihilating the world..."
The Observer snorted, not responding.
Annihilating the world? Only a Wizard with little knowledge would say such things. To annihilate the world is not so simple; it requires contending with the will of the universe, something few can withstand.
However, if it were about destroying the primitive civilization of a Primordial World, there might be a chance. Not long ago, a Second-class Citizen from Phantom Spirit City accomplished this. Nonetheless, it also became a wanted target by the Orderly Guild, making it hard to leave Phantom Spirit City again.
As the Observer’s thoughts flowed, the rift in the sky was completely torn open, and a small, delicate pink figure leisurely stepped out from it.
The moment it stepped out, the pressure reached an unprecedented level.
In the areas covered by the pressure, almost all forms of life experienced moments of stillness. Only Angel’s side, due to the distorted Domain Field around the Observer and Angel’s domain field, was not significantly affected.
In the distance, near the laboratory.
Standing on Shiz’s corpse, 01, wearing a half-face mask, trembled under the pressure. But he bravely endured, raised his head, and stared directly at the rift in the sky.
He knew the pursuers from Phantom Spirit City had arrived.
This dreadful pressure clearly told him that with his abilities, he absolutely couldn’t contend against it.
But it no longer mattered.
He had killed Shiz, and that was enough.
He was already at the end of his road, and to play a mocking elegy of Phantom Spirit City at his end, he’d done his utmost.
To him, death no longer mattered. Moreover, death wasn’t necessarily the end... That moment was approaching fast.
displayed a somewhat manic expression, looking at the small figure in the sky that was hard to discern, laughing loudly, as if taunting.
In the sky, Polo Ye also spotted 01 and the corpse of Shiz at his feet.
Its sapphire-like eyes flashed with a hint of shadow.
But not long after, it seemed to realize something, and the gemstone pupils regained their bright luster. Then, it slowly shifted its gaze to 01.
"A self-conceited performance, shyo ro shyo ro, foolish human." Polo Ye sneered with a soft voice.
Withdrawing its gaze, Polo Ye no longer paid attention to the immobilized, pressure-shocked 01 below. Instead, it stretched its form, stepping through the air with its eight tentacles, generating bubbles as it flew in another direction.
was stunned. Wasn’t the pursuer from Phantom Spirit City supposed to kill him? Why was it leaving?
Soon, 01 realized that the newcomer wasn’t leaving; the pressure still remained. Instead, it seemed to be heading to another place.
In that direction... was where 03 was located!
...
Angel and the others hadn’t expected that the Second-class Citizen from Phantom Spirit City would come to them instead of going to the laboratory side.