Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'

Bam!

A fancy cowboy boot stomped on the armor of the Void Overlord Xides, kicking him around like scrap iron without a care.

"Ah, ah, not long ago you were quite brave, so why are you not moving at all now?"

[Teacher] Trechet Cornwall said, resting his chin on one hand, displeased:

"Void Overlord, a million strong army, layer after layer rising — so the illustrious Seventh Path is just a silent punching bag puppet?"

"Pay attention to the time."

The speaker was the Speaker of [Epic Society] Reidori — the Doomspeaker Qixi Lei, who tossed her ice-colored hair aside with one hand, collecting the buildings and population of the Void, and turned to her to say calmly:

"Hidden Senator, when you've had enough fun, it's time to leave."

"Don't hurry. This is the enclave of the Void Narrative — the four narratives of Border Abyss won't care about such an invasion or disturbance here."

Trechet said, squatting and fiddling with Xides' head:

"But it's strange. It was fine at first, the combat power was not necessarily weak, but suddenly, it was like a puppet with cut strings, not making any move — was the soul extracted? Or has he abandoned the body of this Void Overlord?"

"Such things are insignificant." Qixi Lei coldly said, "We have four [Society] gathered here, even if Border Abyss doesn't care for other narratives' enclaves, at least they'll dispatch some Sigma (18) to reconnoiter the situation."

"Well — Don't worry about that."

Trechet lifted his hand, gently tilted Xides' head, locking eyes with the scattered pupils:

"Let me find out where the little ghost went hiding~"

In the next moment, Trechet's pupils split into fragments, his consciousness instantly seeped into the other's brain.

Explore, gather, summarize, integrate.

"Well, did you manage to find anything at all?"

Qixi Lei was getting impatient.

Though the administrative environment of Border Abyss seemed relaxed, it was more akin to a national militia, narratives usually only levy taxes and provide transport within the Inherent Time Domain, with martial forces relying on civilian forces.

The four narratives not caring much doesn't mean various local associations and armed forces wouldn't voluntarily form order-maintaining organizations.

Even compared to narrative regular armies, these 'militia' were more sensitive to their homeland's safety, among them not lacking some powerful local Ascenders and even Demigods, Quasi-gods.

Qixi Lei's words were not without reason.

Trechet's pupils closed, he blinked, straightened up, shook his shoulders, letting the cloak naturally drape over his head.

"Let's go."

"Did you discover anything?"

"No." Trechet lightly biting his finger, his expression not at all looking disappointed: "That guy doesn't even have a soul."

"Great, [Teacher], you've wasted seven minutes and twenty-five seconds of our time — Reidori's Mother has already warned me, the 'Dark Ranger' Kreitimus is on his way here. If we don't want our heads chopped off to fill his exhibition cabinet, we'd better retreat quickly."

Qixi Lei's sarcastic tone didn't affect Trechet, who kept a semi-smile, making it hard to discern what she was really thinking.

"You seem to have discovered something after all, Hidden Senator."

"Finding nothing can also be a discovery."

Trechet squinted her eyes:

"Starry Abyss is evidently not just taking hits passively, they seem to be up to something. Clearly a Void Overlord, yet no traces of Soul Return to the Nether Abyss — doesn't that seem odd? As if Starry Abyss intentionally helped conceal it."

"Which Speaker had that idea of yours? The greedy Dragon Lady, the black-hearted Titan Male, or the malicious Fox?"

"Such fitting nicknames — but honestly, those three have been out of touch for a while."

"What, did they die?" Qixi Lei sneered, raising his left hand, tearing open a spacetime rift: "Let's go — but really, it's laughable, you hidden citizens are exceedingly formidable, but this world has no council changing members faster than your hidden one."

"Who knows, seemingly, they must have indeed died."

Trechet stroked his chin, his gaze wandering as his mind wandered elsewhere.

That Void Overlord had something unusual, but for some reason, Trechet couldn't uncover it.

There are no impenetrable walls in this world, when the great flood passes, traces would remain even after millions of years.

Yet that Void Overlord, had not even a bit of 'Void' left.

'Did Starry Abyss conceal it deliberately? Or does Void Narrative align more with Starry Abyss' interests? No, it shouldn't be so, Void hasn't even birthed any deities.'

After the battle of Haines, Hidden had become quite clear about Starry Abyss' style — not being orthodox Spiritual Warriors, even someone like Leoz as a Martial Star Sage, Starry Abyss would scorn and more so wary of.

Why would it be wary of a mighty general capable of resisting Mother Gaia for tens of billions of years?

Evidently, because Starry Abyss knows, concerning non-traditional deities, Starry Abyss doesn't hold absolute control.

One must guard against external enemies, but internal threats more so.

For a ruler, external invasion can unite forces, but internal rebellion makes it hard for subordinates to find a reason to follow.

Realizing this point wasn't difficult for Trechet, a descendant of Earth.

That Void Overlord just now seemed to be such an entity, on the surface belonging to the Void side but couldn't evade Trechet's inspection.

"Tedious political infighting."

Just before she stepped into the space-time rift, Trechet suddenly thought of the little ghost she met on Azure Star.

"Starry Abyss culture always makes people simple, but that child should be an exception."

I wonder if the gift left for him has been opened.

Trechet smiled slightly.

Once Earth's culture is touched, it is impossible to escape from it. The more you oppose Earth, the more you identify with it.

Upon reaching this universe, the existence of Society greatly expanded the power of Earth's culture.

This Starry Abyss will eventually fall into their hands, and Gaia's supreme Will shall reign supreme here.

No matter what operations Starry Abyss tries under their noses, it cannot affect this point.

"The opportunity to choose has been prepared for you, Du Zexin."

Trechet turned around, and in the distant sky, ripples of space appeared suddenly. The overwhelming aura of a Sigma (18) level powerhouse crushed approaching planets.

"Tsk, still a step too late. The Dark Ranger has arrived, a Demigod of the Destroyer series, not easy to deal with." Qixi Lei clicked her tongue: "Senator Trechet, solve the problem you created yourself."

Trechet remained silent.

Facing the surging thunder, she merely raised her hand gently, and the book in her arms rapidly flipped open.

Rustle, rustle...

Trechet only half-heartedly thought:

"Become part of the Secret, turn away from the darkness and sincerely serve as Earth's child."

[Immersive]

"Or be influenced by the natives, and be Incinerated together with Starry Abyss?"

The cover of the book flickered with blue brilliance, and in the next moment, a prince draped in a luxurious cloak, elegant and cool, holding a sharp blade, suddenly appeared before Trechet.

"To be, or not to be, that is the question."

Trechet rubbed her temples lightly and said perfunctorily:

"That is a question."

As the world-shattering heavenly thunder heavily descended, the Dark Elf Ranger, shrouded in black Qi Energy, swept past every Society senator and the Speaker present in an instant.

"Filthy offspring of beasts..."

The Dark Elf Ranger left behind a cold-blooded remark, and the scimitar in his hand was drawn in a flash.

The flow of time was devoured by the sharp edge, with the black Qi Energy surging quickly, coupling cause and effect once more.

Slit, slit, slit—

The necks of Trechet, Qixi Lei, and others fell immediately.

—The result of the slash had already occurred first.

Only then did the scimitar in the hand of the 'Dark Ranger' begin its motion and exert its force.

Sigma (18) is to Border Abyss as Kappa (10) is to Layer Abyss. The most top-notch combat force that can be mobilized in the entire Border Abyss.

And the 'Dark Ranger' Kreitimus Triste, a Demigod in the Path of Destruction, enjoying the Divinities of Assassination and Wandering, with over ten million followers.

Kreitimus, long renowned and with countless battle achievements, has made significant contributions, thus being honored in Border Abyss with the title 'Wanderer Lord'.

Having executed many Starry Abyss tasks, he has never been defeated in Border Abyss.

[Qilin School - Flash Chaos Azure Resonance]

Black lightning erupted instantly, sealing every possible dead angle.

As a member of the Qilin Schools, adept at casting Spells and versatile in mobility, Wanderer Lord had no thought of holding back.

His dual blades crossed, performing fold jumps rapidly among the crowd, making it unclear whether it was an afterimage or an Incarnation attacking, or perhaps he had sliced through the timeline a moment ago.

Wanderer Lord disdained hiding himself; his blade was precise and efficient. The idle Citizens and jury members were almost instantly slaughtered by the scimitar.

He was like death incarnate, blooming into a shocking lotus of death among humanity.

"This lightning, it even carries the Effect of a Dimensional Anchor— the surrounding space is fixed. Tsk, no wonder he is the Wanderer Lord, truly disgusting."

Qixi Lei's head fell to the ground, not forgetting to click her tongue and blame Trechet:

"Hey, you Poison Blood, you better do something useful."

For them, the body no longer had weaknesses or vulnerabilities, but the destructive power of the Wanderer Lord was indeed terrifying, and who knew what methods he might unleash next.

After all...

What skills does this Secret senator Teacher possess to make Reidori's Mother demand her to accompany the action as this Speaker?

"In school days, the restless youth never thought of staying after class; when their beloved physical education and science classes were taken over by a math teacher, they would be greatly frustrated. And if a class near lunchtime was drawn out, they couldn't rest and relax earlier. It easily left students with resentments."

Trechet gently bent down, picked up her head, and nagged like a homeroom Teacher.

"What are you blabbering about?!"