BXBX NOVEL Chapter 289: Fate Is Truly A B*tch!
The Island King\'s expression turned ashen. Even though they had once again sped ahead of their pursuer, \'he\' seemed to have a way to predict their path and set up a clone attack in front of them.
"If he\'s able to damage the hardware of Starfarer Island, then his strength… How strong has he become…?"
Not only the Island King, but Jing Fu also had a very bad feeling about what was to come.
If they didn\'t commence their plan soon, then there truly would be no other options left for the people of the island.
The Galactic Lord abandoned them; the Galactic Senators were not willing to interfere. And now, there was a limited time span for which they needed to make a great many decisions.
"Fate is truly a b*tch…"
The Island King\'s hardened gaze watched as the sky fell onto them. In the end, he flipped his hand and caused the sky chunk to get sucked into a miniature black hole. Then, with a simple flick of his sleeve, the black hole shrunk in on itself before vanishing into the void.
There was no more sky chunk or fire rain, but for some reason, the Island King\'s dire expression did not become any lighter.
"The end of the world is near, and there really is only one thing that I can do." He looked at the wrinkled hands attached to his wrists.
They were hands that hadn\'t shown their utmost might for a countless number of years.
However, now was finally the time to show the galaxy that he was still the man who once gave the Galactic Lord a run for his money back in their younger days!
"The time is now!!!!"
For the first time in hundreds of billions of years, the Island King lost control of his emotions. Then, with a domineering demeanor, he blitzed his way outside of the island\'s barrier. Making use of the hole in the world, he vanished past the outermost astral barrier.
Entering the void of space, he looked around him, attempting to find the existence that he knew lurked around a corner of space.
-
"He\'s gone…"
Jing Fu finished the packing up of everything with value, taking one final, long, and hard look at the hole in the sky. Feeling a familiar aura that he had known for many years, his own aura turned melancholic.
He wanted to be out there—fighting alongside the figure that raised him like a father.
He should be out there!
But...
"I promised him… I said I would take care of his people…" Jing Fu bit his lips so hard that blood drizzled down them. His profoundly empathetic green eyes took one last glance at the sky hole before refocusing on the speedup of the island.
If the island was somehow destroyed, Jing Fu and the others could still escape through the utilization of the Escape Talismans picked up from the treasury. But unless it was absolutely necessary, none of them wished to leave Starfarer Island behind.
After all, it was their home. It was the only place of comfort that they\'d ever known!
However, it seemed like fate felt like being a bitch to these Starfarers…
…
After a total of 4 seconds passed in the outside world, the Island King finally saw a fluctuation in the space around him. Then, without warning, a crimson-haired man with an evil grin on his face materialized from the layers between space.
"Ho? I wonder why it is that my little loot bag has decided to stop running~?" Azmodeus\'s demonic gaze lingered on the Island King\'s large frame. After analyzing his existence, his eyes curved upward in amusement. "It seems like you are trying to play the part of the silver knight. You wish to sacrifice yourself for the \'greater good\'? Heh~"
"???"
For some reason unbeknownst to the Island King, the Crimson Usurper\'s expression morphed into one of even greater amusement.
\'He seems to find this entire situation quite the big joke. But little does he know that I\'m in possession of the Low-Galactic Rank Treasure Weapon—Cosmic Sealer.\'
Following his thoughts, he reached for his storage ring and said, "I don\'t know why you decided to come after the people of Starfarer Island, but this will not be a win for you. Monsters only deserve to be felled under the blade of a cultivator, but just this once, I will discard my honor and seal yo-"
SHING!
The moment the Island King took the cosmically dazzling treasure weapon out of his storage ring, he quickly realized that he could no longer feel his fingers.
"!?!?" He looked down and saw that the entire upper half of his hand had been cleanly cut off. With no unevenness to the perfect cut, blood started to gush out of the wound.
Spurt!
It sprayed the surrounding void a deep, dark red. Leaving just the right amount of scattered blood, the demonic, bloody expression of the Crimson Usurper became all the crisper.
"Did you really think I would do whatever you wanted!? Haha!" Azmodeus burst out in a peel of laughter as he couldn\'t believe that such an old monster could be so stupid!
Why would he not already have the treasure ready before deciding to leave his turtle shell!?
Was he just trying to make a cool-ass movie scene!?
Azmodeus found it all too funny, and upon seeing the distraught look on the old man\'s face, his laughter only increased in intensity.
"Y-You…" The Island King\'s complexion became as red and green as a fugly-looking tomato as he tightly clenched his bloody fists.
Even though his fingers were rapidly regenerating, the Cosmic Sealer had already been lost to the currents of the void.
Or, at least, that was what he originally thought…
FWIP!
A mirror copy of Azmodeus appeared right beside the first one, and in his hands, there was the Cosmic Sealer!
"!!!"
"So, old man. What exactly were you planning to do with this thing?" asked Azmodeus, an acute gleam shining through his evil gaze.