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Chapter 282: The Last Ascendant

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

An orphan of an Ascendant who had just escaped from the trial was currently speeding through his secret ho galaxy.

There was a tiny void realm fragnt that only he knew about, and this passage had helped him escape from the claws of his compatriots countless tis.

Subconsciously, he had already regarded this place as his ho, a rare place that could stabilize his spiritual world.

After entering this place, the hallucinations that constantly disturbed his mind seed to have weakened a little. The remaining instincts of his body made his exposed muscles unconsciously relax.

It was only at this ti that he could get away from that crazy world a little and have the energy to think about other things, even to the point of saying these sentintal words.

“Alas, this ti, 1 betrayed the Oracle and ignored it. I’m afraid it’ll be difficult for to beco a god again. I’ve lived for 2.2 million years in vain…”

He was probably a Fallen One who had lived the longest since the world beca chaotic.

He didn’t even know how he managed to persevere through 2.2 million years of madness.

At the beginning of his mory, the galaxy was already in such a terrible state. His mother did not give birth to him out of any responsibility, but to find a better body to absorb the psionic power that filled the air.

However, his body was obviously too good. Out of self-defense, he killed his mother and absorbed the pitiful psionic remains.

From the mont he opened his eyes, he knew the cruelty of this world and struggled to survive.

He had tortured those who had lived longer than him to death, and he had also killed those who had greedy thoughts about him. He had been practicing the belief of living all the ti.

However, as the psionic gradually seeped into every cell of his, he saw more and more illusions. In order to offset the pain brought by the illusions, he had to absorb more psionic power.

This ford a vicious cycle. At its most extre, he even lost consciousness for more than 500 years. When he woke up with difficulty, he almost forgot who he was. Only the illusion of tearing sothing on his body reminded him of the cruelty of this world.

In order to be able to sense psionic more acutely, he and the rest of them had evolved to the point where only their sense of touch remained.

And tearing apart their compatriots as much as possible and bathing in the warm liquid was a way for them to beco stronger faster.

When he was still young, he hated the fact that he was born in this terrible world.

There was no civilization here, so he had no way of knowing what the ideal world would be like. However, from a children’s book that he accidentally obtained, he learned the concept of ho.

He could not read, but he could understand images. From that mont on, the ho beca the spiritual pillar that supported his chaotic ntal world from collapsing.

There was a reason why he had been able to live for two hundred thousand years. Positive ntal guidance would always slow down his breakdown.

This secret galaxy that only he knew about naturally beca his ho. As long as he ca here, he could enjoy a mont of peace.

However, cruelty had never left everyone in this galaxy. Below the peace was bloody competition.

“Forget it, why would I risk his life for this? 1’11 cultivate for the ti being…”

After the Fallen One was done regretting, he changed his peaceful posture. It was so familiar that it was like an instinctive greed. Even without looking, it was displayed on every inch of his muscles.

The psionic power in his body began to spread out uncontrollably due to his excitent, forming a faint psionic mist around him. He, who was unwilling to waste any bit of psionic power in the past, had unconsciously changed his mind because of the pleasure of eating that he was about to get.

Stepping on his psionic, he flew into a certain planet in the galaxy. Gravity seed to have no effect on him.

This was a planet that was nad ho by the gods, but it was actually a hell called ho.

One could see that in a certain crater on the planet, a large number of corpses of their compatriots were piled up. So of them were still trembling slightly and did not seem to be completely dead.

After the Fallen One arrived, he moved a large rock that fit perfectly into the crater and pressed it into the crater. It twisted and rotated from ti to ti, making an unpleasant squeezing sound.

It was like pounding garlic, but the stuffing was different.

The river flowed down the volcanic crater and into a lake. The fallen one couldn’t wait to enter the lake and enjoy the sumptuous dinner.

It was also the last supper.

Suddenly, a group of people erupted from the lake. It turned out that they were all degenerates like him.

Logically speaking, escaping was the best solution at this mont. However, at this mont, this Fallen One only had one thought in his mind, and that was to protect his ho.”

A completely different spirit appeared in the sa person, and positive spirits always allowed psionic users like them to do many incredible things.

In the end, the Fallen One killed all the invaders and successfully defended his ho. However, he also lost most of his body and had no chance of survival.

At the mont of death, the world seed to be much quieter. There were no torturous illusions, no scheming social interactions, only the peace of being at ho.

As his consciousness gradually faded away, the Fallen One seed to realize that a certain part of his sealed mory seed to have been shaken, but he was too lazy to care about this matter.

This was because he saw the appearance of a god in the spiritual world. It was a very intellectual and beautiful fellow who was completely different from them.

He always felt that God was very similar to them. It was as if God was actually the sa kind as them. However, he did not want to think about this matter.

He only wanted to say the words that he had suppressed in his heart for a long ti and had only had the chance to say now:

“Gods, why did you create this f*cking world?”

Then, it was dead silent.

Everything that happened in this galaxy was silently observed by so Ascendant.

She was currently on a strange planet that was filled with chanical creations that she hated.

However, she had no choice but to co into contact with these things, because only then could she completely monitor this galaxy.

She naturally heard the last words of the Fallen One. Perhaps she did not expect the other party to still be rational at the mont of death. After a mont of silence, she muttered to herself as if she was answering,

“I’m sorry, but… I’ll try my best to fix it…The mistake caused by us…”

After saying that, she sat back on a chanical device that was full of wires. With the sound of electric currents, she returned to the state of monitoring the entire galaxy.

However, she did not finish her words. She began to chanically repeat her responsibility as if she wanted to stabilize her mind.

“I am the last of the Ascendant. I woke up after a long period of freezing…”

“1 vow never to give up and to pass on the spirit we bear forever.”

“I swear that I will never compromise and shed my last drop of blood to correct this galaxy…”

“No matter what..”

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