This object binds all the Boundary Breakers who have joined the Boundary Breaking Organization. If they suffer a mishap, it doesn’t matter if their bodies are destroyed, their souls can be preserved and resurrected. The Boundary Breaking Faction does not lack ans of resurrection.
Boom—
A massive Fireball fell from the sky, causing violent tremors. However, such earthquakes were insignificant for the vast Great World.
Dense groups of Boundary Breakers converged towards the area where the Fireball fell. There was a displacent error, and it was off by hundreds of kiloters... ridiculously far off, like landing at one’s grandmother’s place. That’s how it is with space-related operations: either exceptionally precise or significantly off.
As for how big the deviation was, it depended on luck. If lucky, the deviation might be just a few ters; if not, being off by hundreds of kiloters was nothing light. From the looks of it, was it still considered relatively lucky?
At least for the two dragged along Boundary Breakers, their luck wasn’t great. No, it can’t be said to be bad either; at least there was a deviation.
The converging Boundary Breakers stared at the spot where the Fireball had landed. Furious flas still roared there, and the deep pit created by impact was entirely covered by fire.
So believed the Proxy Agent inside was already dead. Anti-world Breaking is still world breaking; the intense space tremors generated in the process were deadly. It wasn’t just a one-ti shock; it was continuous. Even if one could hold on for a ti, if unable to persist, one would still die.
This is also why, after breaking into other worlds, the inhabitants struggle enormously to survive. Persistent space tremors can eradicate batch after batch of the lucky few, and those who do survive could be considered as possessing the Son of Heaven’s Mandate.
"Should be dead by now, right?" So novices who had just joined the Boundary Breaking Organization mused as they watched the scene unfold. They had not yet truly undertaken a Breakworld mission, encountering such a great scene first hand. Even though they were bound with the Hall of Heroic Spirits of the Great World, basically ensuring they wouldn’t die, was it really okay to face a max-level boss right off the bat?
But they had been assigned here, and doing nothing was not an option—the Great World never lacked for such cannon fodder.
Inside the crater, the raging flas continued to burn.
"Strange, is he really dead? There’s no life signal at the scene." Soone probed with their detection abilities only to find no signs of life, which was very troubling.
The initial violent fluctuations of the crater had disappeared, and dark clouds gathered overhead as the powers of the Great World prepared to extinguish the flas with rain.
Within the internal space, Du Gang looked at the projection screen in front of him, which displayed information from the outside world: "It’s about ti, we can go out now. I’ll cover you as we leave."
When the Breakworld process began, Gang had already made such a decision. As a veteran Proxy Agent, he had enough reserve chances to deal with crises, but Zheng Yichen didn’t.
Proxy Agents often encounter such situations. After accumulating a few reserve counts, the Great World’s priority in dealing with that Proxy Agent diminishes significantly.
Because killing them once or twice doesn’t matter; it’s only if you can kill them continuously that it matters. And there really aren’t few such Proxy Agents, it’s not easy for the Great World to act—while for novices, especially the rapidly growing Proxy Agents, it’s different. The Great World has a strong determination to kill these Proxy Agents.
Novice Proxy Agents lack reserve counts, and Dusk doesn’t provide extra protection to newcors. If killed, then it’s a complete death, and whatever potential they had remains unrealized.
Du Gang, when he started as a Proxy Agent, wasn’t soone who demonstrated trendous growth, so he wasn’t targeted by Dusk too much. As for those who enjoyed the treatnt of reverse world breaking, one shouldn’t even think about it; the Great World wouldn’t do such a losing deal.
Such a novice Proxy Agent must be protected!
"Don’t be like that; let’s go together." Zheng Yichen said to the ready-to-sacrifice Du Gang, "If one person can run, two people can run. This is enemy headquarters, splitting up doesn’t really make sense."
Divide the forces? As if the enemy couldn’t deal with them after the split.
They were still inside the internal space then, leaving the fishing rod outside. They did this to prevent any eventualities, to cope with the external shock. After their arrival, everything seed calm, and they couldn’t tell what had happened. But soon after landing, they saw many Boundary Breakers rushing over in a hurry.
It seed there was a deviation at the falling point.
"Tell your plan."
Du Gang didn’t insist. Who would willingly die if they didn’t have to? A reserve count was still a reserve count.
"We’ll open a gate later and first escape to Hell in the Great World...
"I feel like this is a bad idea." Du Gang said with a conflicted expression. The strength and energy levels of the Great World are very high, so he could feel unprecedented strength—enough even to attempt another breakthrough in the Vajra Body.
It made him feel a bit stupid. Knowing this, why didn’t he co to the Great World earlier?
Not to co on a mission, just on vacation. After reaching here, worst-case, he could just stay in the Dusk Territory, considering the environntal benefits there.
Such a world wouldn’t be surprised by the ergence of any kind of strong beings. Running into Hell might not be a very good choice.
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