At the other end of the universe, Zangus—who had just made his own move—faced the combined forces of Herta, Ruan Mei, and the tens of thousands of collapsed Imaginary towers on the blue planet. After his final resistance, he looked up at the heavens and sighed.
"My piece has not even been placed. Why such a great calamity? If I were Zandar himself, how could I suffer such a crushing defeat? Alas, the plan fails—is this the will of Nous?"
In an instant, Zangus was reduced to dust by the star-destroying power, was erased from existence.
Sensing Zangus's destruction, Lygus in the Genesis Vortex of Amphoreus was utterly shocked, cold sweat pouring down his back.
These two—one dares to think, the other dares to act. One provides the biological coordinates of the clones, the other provides the terrifying, absolute collapsed Imaginary power. Why would a mere Stellaron brat attract such horrifying figures from the Genius Society? And their coordination is unmatched.
Before Lygus could recover from his shock, Ruan Mei had already calculated the coordinates of another of Zandar's clones in the universe and relayed them to Herta. Another beautiful meteor shower of Imaginary rain streaked across the stars.
Dagus fell.
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Lygus finally snapped back to reality. Several clones had already perished. He began to cry out in despair.
"Stop!"
"Stop, I say!"
"I'm telling you to stop!"
"Do you want the Stellaron brat and the others to die?!"
Faced with Lygus's threat, Herta just sneered and waved her hand again. The blue planet's collapsed Imaginary rain began annihilating another set of coordinates.
Lygus panicked—truly panicked. Because of one clone, he had led the other eight to destruction together. Even if Irontomb revived, it could not change this. Nous, was this also within your calculations?
"Madam Herta, Madam Ruan Mei, I will release the Stellaron brat and his friends now. Let's end this farce."
Herta yawned unhurriedly, looking down at Lygus with a casual, mocking expression.
Clearly, Lygus's weakness was not Amphoreus, nor the soon-to-be-born Irontomb—it was Zandar's other eight clones. And each of Zandar's eight clones had their own schemes, some far more terrifying than Amphoreus. In their eyes, even a Lord Ravager could be a disposable pawn.
The next moment, Lygus released Dan Heng and Stelle and approached them with trepidation to apologize.
Both looked at him in confusion. Hadn't this guy been spouting nonsense just moments ago? Why was he suddenly so servile?
"Two Nameless who walk the Trailblaze, please forgive my rudeness and foolishness. I am willing to compensate you with three hundred thousand Stellar Jades."
In an instant, Stelle's eyes lit up with ecstatic delight.
Herta shook her head calmly. "Not enough. Far from enough."
Lygus froze, gritted his teeth, and offered up all his remaining credits and Stellar Jades. "Three hundred billion credits and five million Stellar Jades. Please accept them, little Stellaron friend."
Stelle stood frozen, unable to believe it, tears of joy streaming down her face as if waking from a dream. "I'm not dreaming, am I? Dan Heng, punch me."
Dan Heng nodded, speechless.
Punch.
Stelle was overjoyed, dancing with glee. "Eee! I made it! I finally made it! Five million Stellar Jades! No more having to rely on Asta's empty promises, no more farming the Simulated Universe, no more..."