Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high! Chapter 983 684: The Might of the Human Emperor! (Part 2)

The Devouring Star Blade emitted an unbearable hum, its light as intense as if it were transforming into a blue star!

Bai E channeled all the power, all the will, all the rage and protection into this blade.

Then, it fell.

No sound.

Only an indescribable blue-white pillar of light pierced through the field of vision and the soul, extending from the Star Emperor cha toward the fleeing Bug Race fleet and Traitor Fleet!

Where the light passed, space seed to warp and shatter.

The slowest escaping Bug Race mothership and a few traitor ships grazed by the edge of the light were vaporized instantly, leaving not even wreckage behind.

And at the core of the light, it struck directly at the largest and most subtly pulsating mothership—likely the Brain Worm's hiding spot!

"Screeeee!"

A piercing shriek, beyond human hearing limits, erupted at the spiritual level from within the hit mothership!

It was the Brain Worm's death wail, filled with pain, unwillingness, and... deep terror!

The mothership did not explode but dimd instantly, as if drained of all life.

...

In the higher-dinsional space that the beings on the Karian Planet and the material universe's entities on the battlefield could not perceive or observe.

At this mont, because of Bai E's soul-burning, ultimate strike gathered from the survival will of five billion beings, an unprecedented fearful wave arose.

The physical world's bodies and the spiritual bodies in higher-dinsional space are intimately connected.

When Bai E in a life-and-death crisis pushed his spiritual energy to the extre and resonated deeply with the desperate prayer, unyielding defense, and heroic sacrifice of billions of beings on the planet beneath his feet, his mirrored spiritual body in higher-dinsional space likewise underwent a cataclysmic change.

It was no longer like the "candle" or "torch" of an ordinary spiritual ability user, which could be either dim or relatively bright.

At that mont, Bai E's spiritual body in higher-dinsional space, like a supernova, released a radiant light that made countless roaming demons shudder, even instinctively wanting to flee!

The brilliance, the vast and majestic spiritual energy wave, even briefly illuminated a corner of that eternally dark and conceptually vague dinsion!

This light not only contained Bai E's own spiritual characteristics as a human but also fused the collective will erupting from five billion beings on Karian Planet at the edge of life and death.

It was survival, protection, defiance, indomitability... it was the purest and strongest cry of life facing destruction.

This collective thought wave from a massive cluster of intelligent life, in this higher-dinsional space built of the thoughts of intelligent beings, caused ripples that were revolutionary.

This light, this wave, penetrated through the layered, indescribable dinsional barriers of higher-dinsional space, alarming certain ancient and terrifying beings that lurked deep within the dinsions and ruled over tides of endless fear, desire, war, plague, and more.

These beings were once referred to by humans as the four Evil Gods, or Demon Gods, of higher-dinsional space, or by other civilizations with different nas as ultimate existences.

When the light of Bai E's spiritual body pierced through the darkness, when that spiritual energy wave containing the planet's will swept across...

In a dinsional realm composed of endless fear emotion and ever-changing terrifying visions, countless screams, whispers, and roars ca to a pause.

An "eye" older than the stars, filled with endless dread and voyeuristic desire, opened from the depths of the dinsion, gazing toward the direction from which the wave ca.

It sensed a faint trace that was both familiar and hateful, and mixed with... a barely perceptible but indelible "tremor."

It was a sensation from long ago when a massive Human Galactic Empire was at its peak, its collective thoughts unimaginably concentrated on its ruler, that had caused them trouble and a sense of threat.

Yet, that feeling should have long dissipated with the empire's collapse, and the disappearance and rebirth of that "Human Emperor."

Why... why at this mont, on a battlefield of a remote planet, is a similar flavor felt again?

Although weaker by several tis, mixed with Bug Race's aura and the random thoughts of ordinary beings, the core traits of "domination" and "protection" could not be mistaken.

In a dinsion where pink, pale purple, and all sorts of extre joy, love, and desire flowed, yet hid twisted possession and ultimate emptiness at its deepest point, a lazy and surprised "Oh?" resonated.

A ntal wave composed like the whispers of billions of lovers spread: "Such a burning fla, so fervently ablaze... truly wishing to treasure him, savoring that sweet intertwining of despair and hope. But this flavor, why does it seem like the mark left by that ill-tempered old friend from back then? Hadn't he long been extinguished?"

In the dinsion resonating with eternal battle intentions, echoing with the clash of blades and the roar of warriors, a thunderous shout burst forth: "Combat! Slaughter! Destruction! Hahaha! Such pure battle intent! Such unyielding struggle! This planet, this life form! Deserves a grand war as a sacrifice!"

And in a dinsion garden filled with scenes of decay, mutation, rebirth, and the endless cycle of death, a bloated figure let out a hoarse, phlegmy eerie laugh.

On its body, pustules ruptured and renewed, countless plague spirits joyfully danced at its feet: "It's him... he's back again!"

The will of the four deities montarily converged at a higher level, information passed among them in a way that transcended ti.

"The plot has failed, this is indeed the mighty Human Emperor!"

"Hmph~ As expected, when has their plan ever succeeded?"

"Didn't they promise that as long as we remained silent, we could send off this cycle of the Human Emperor's rebirth... and what happened? The Human Emperor is always the Human Emperor, no matter how many tis he falls and rises again, he'll always return."

"Why return at all? Why does he want to co back?!"

"His empire has long crumbled, and his sources of power have long been shattered. We orchestrated those rebellions, watched those arrogant 'Children of the Empire' betray their emperor, and divide the empire's legacy. The 'Human Emperor's' path is already severed!"

"But the fact is, he's back again! He's walking the path once traveled by the 'Human Emperor,' even if only at its start."

"We must stop him! Before he truly grows, and regathers the scattered faith of humanity!"

"The plot has failed, we should confront the Human Emperor! I always said that remaining silent was the dumbest idea."

"Hmph! Back then I made them betray their emperor, now I still can. Those who cling to the center of the galaxy, proclaiming themselves the 'true heirs of the Empire,' the 'Children of the Empire,' their current power and status, all built on past betrayal. They fear the Human Emperor's return more than anyone, even its slightest possibility."

"Guide them. Hint to them. Utilize them. Let them deal with Bai E, deal with any forces he might build. Let humans themselves smother their hope of resurgence."

"anwhile, continue sowing more seeds. Seek more susceptible and easily tempted human individuals. Lurk, grow, and when the ti is right, stab from behind."

"Proceed as planned. Let this Bai E, and his so-called dream of Human resurgence, drown in human internal conspiracies and betrayals! The Human Emperor's road? Ha... destined to be a solitary path filled with thorns, ultimately buried by his own people, a road of no return."

The will of the four deities reached a consensus, like a cold and viscous undercurrent, began surging deep within high-dinsional space.

They moved toward the material universe, especially perating specific nodes and entities closely linked with higher dinsions.

They intended to scatter new bait, new whispers, new fears and ambitions into the world of humans.

Particularly in the hearts of those with power, ambition, and complex feelings towards the glory of the past or the rise of the new.