The Carnage

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At the time when the void beast king was thinking about the best way to enjoy his food.

Duke Rivold was staring at the formation of the Space Prison without an intent to blink, he was sure there was a creature of some sort inside the urn but was confused by how well he could escape his senses.

He's a "Hungarian saint" as you know, only *Assassin a Hungarian saint* (explained at the end of the chapter) can escape his senses, he knows almost all assassins saints,

they can escape from his senses, but none of them can make him lose part of his memories.

He checked his followers and found that they are just like him suffering from partial memory loss as if a certain part of their memory had been removed by force.

The *information model* part (explained at the end of the chapter) has been removed from the world itself...no it may have been replaced..." he couldn't finish his conclusion until he had instant enlightenment that made him pale with terror as if he was enjoying a refreshing sunbath and suddenly from where he doesn't know he's been drowned in a freezing frost hell "It couldn't be him...right!? Maybe I'm delirious anyway this monster has been gone from the explored universe for a long time now"

Duke Rivold looked as if he was deceiving himself. He laughs sometimes, maybe mocking himself for being a coward, but he has no trick because even a "galactic saint" is in front of such a terrifying creature that he thought of... surely no creature that could rival the entire exploratory universe and come out alive in so many wars against him in the past deserves to it's called the "Apocalypse level".

When he out himself from his imagination, he immediately thought of the best measures. Being a "galactic saint" his mental fortitude could not be compared to the transcendent or the venerable. The mind of a saint could think, interpret, and find solutions at the speed of light.

It's not an exaggeration, the most important step to becoming a little saint is the deification of brain cells, your mind becomes a god and an integral part of the source of mental strength.

The little saint can live under any condition as long as his mental strength has not expired and only one cell of his brain remains intact.

Duke Rivold hurriedly took out a black gem studded with bright stars exuding the most intense space law he had ever felt and looked at it slightly helplessly did not thinking he would need to use it someday. He thought for a moment, then sighed and mentally summoned, "Carlos, come to my side."

Carlos is the commander-in-chief of all six units of the Duke's army except for the Duke's personally 7th secret unit.

He's a level 9 peak venerable one step away from level 10 and his dream a "Hungarian saint" with facial features that closely match Duke Rivold.

Yes, he's his younger brother, he's been nurtured by his older brother since he was young and he has always been praised by his older brother.

His biggest dream was to reach the same levels as his older brother to help him and take on part of the burden that Duke Rivold was carrying.

He knows the cruelty of the noble realm, even if he himself holds a noble title.

As a respected Marquis, he still considered himself the younger brother who still needed to follow his older brother like Del as he used to do since entering this world.

His older brother had been a little Saint ever since he opened his eyes in this universe and is now one step away from the same heights as his brother who had only risen to the Peak of a little saint… If only he knew how difficult it was to rise to a level within the Saint Realm. Wouldn't he have thought like this, he is truly a truly rare genius who reached his current level within 1000 years without forgetting that he had all kinds of resources and support from a galactic saint with his high talent to reach this level, but becoming a Peak Venerable and becoming a Saint are two stories. They are completely different and not at all on the same level and he knows the point very well.

Carlos was now noticing that everything was going well, as his older brother commanded, until he received a mental order from him, "Carlos, come beside me."

He sensed that his older brother's tone was abnormal, rather harsh or there was a hint of fear within it, "...No, maybe it's just my imagination how a big brother can feel afraid," he gave some routine instructions to his soldiers and his beautiful secretary and was mentally replied, "right away big brother"

Carlos appeared behind Duke Rivold.

"I said by my side," said Duke Rivold in a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

Carlos shivered and hurriedly said, "But big brother, how can I stand by your side even if you're my older brother, I can't take advantage of that."

Stop the nonsense and come to my side, the situation is dangerous, one mistake and we die here, Duke Rivold was dissatisfied with this younger brother who liked to act as a servant even though he was a noble himself. And Marquis in that "yes big brother" Carlos didn't hesitate anymore when he felt the seriousness and annoyance in his brother's voice.

"What's wrong, Big Brother…" He didn't finish his sentence until he felt the violent vibration of the space around him bit by bit. Space began to crack like glass, forming conical paths toward a gray abyss that appeared out of nowhere inside the spatial prison they had worked so hard to build.

"Not good, All units, back off quickly"

Duke Rivold gritted his teeth and shouted forcefully, "Here he begins" Duke Rivold was thinking inwardly while looking at his younger brother who was now pale. If he had only been a little late, he would have lost this foolish younger brother. He is sure now that no matter how hard he tries, he won't be able to save any one of his six units is feeling so bad right now that his fingernails pressed against the skin of his hands until silver blood spurted out of them without feeling Anything only the emptiness and extreme depression of losing most of his forces here.

He knows it is meaningless for them to flee now while watching everyone hurriedly retreat but unfortunately.

He only has one space essence stone that he and Carlos take.

The forces of the six units immediately began to retreat even before they received the command, they feel it, that abyss over there calling and telling them that there was no need to resist even they could see the lines of the features of a giant beast more terrifying than the gray abyss lying behind it, mouth wide open.

He was going to swallow the same abyss with them all.

The Venerables and Transcendents of the Six Units felt as if they had fallen into an inferno of Absolute Zero.

No matter how strong they were, they could not escape.

Their only hope was that with them the Galactic Saint might rescue them from the fangs of that beast, but all their hope fade away because they hadn't seen their duke and captain anywhere, then the abyss welcomed them all.

A drag force that was impossible for even a little saint to resist. Ships and battleships as well as people and space itself began rushing towards the gray hole in the middle.

Fweech! Fweech! Fweech!

"Ahhh, His excellency, the Duke, save me" cried a venerable soldier from a military unit who could only find the thread of hope in the Duke alone.

"No!" Carlos's beautiful secretary was screaming (A/N: The first female in the story became strawberry juice, unfortunately, 😢 I didn't even give her a name after.

damning the author.

[ Ops, that's me ] )

"We're done, we're done. They've abandoned us. The Duke ran away...ahhh !! "

"How can that happen, what's wrong…..no !! "

"Everyone, let's condense our strength and destroy this hole… No ! ¡" It was the result of a Peak level 9 of the military war unit wanted to resist very too bad.

Fweech! Fweech! Fweech!

Ziiipper¡ Ziiipper¡ Ziiipper¡

Spatial cracks began to swell towards the survivors who first escaped like hell demon claws surrounded them all before they entered the spatial leap state, all of which happened in cosmic milliseconds so fast that even peak reverends couldn't react to the situation even though they lasted more than the weakest of them, but he did not save them, they all turned into liquid threads of various colors like a rainbow river, accumulating towards a point in the middle and gradually condensing into a liquid ball that was separated from the impurities and parts of spaceship wrecks, technological machines and nearby meteorites that became dust already a giant river of blood of various cosmic types, as if time had stopped, became like a painting combining beauty and bloody ferocity.

After a few moments a rather small spatial gap opened inside the gray hole and the river of blood was sucked dry into the mouth of a giant (imagine yourself drinking a Coca-Cola)

A satisfied burp was heard afterward but the giant dragon was still completely dissatisfied because he couldn't find his sweets anywhere "The big fish escaped from the net" He didn't even mention that there was a little worm ( Carlos😂 ) beside the fish that also escaped in his eyes One more venerable Or less is only a drop of blood.

If there weren't so many transcendent and revered ones who produced a swift and refreshing river of juice, he wouldn't have wasted the effort to open his mouth for them."

Apparently, he used the space essence stone or couldn't escape without leaving a trace."

Curse the fortunes of *celestial empires * (Explained at the end of the chapter) and their trump cards "He knows that he cannot underestimate the intelligence of advanced civilizations and their trump cards.

He learned from his previous trips to the explored universe a lot of information and took so many treasures that he could not count them, yes he is a Collected Treasures, collecting treasures is the only hobby he can't do without, it makes him feel very excited Stealing, collecting and arranging treasures is a fun technique of dragon without work, he has a few space essence stones and every time he earns one that instantly swallows his destiny, a space essence stone is an element Space law class consumer enables the user to escape instantaneously through space towards any specific destination without leaving any traces.

One needs to instill his mental strength in addition to the coordinates of the destination no matter how far away and he will move to it immediately.

It is an indescribably precious life-saving element, when he swallows the fate of space essence stone he gains the ability to teleport to certain coordinates after using the ability, it is frozen and needs to consume another space essence stone to renew his ability and he can accumulate uses, so he swallows them as soon as he finds one, even though he knows his incredible rarity.

Having been visiting the explored universe for hundreds of thousands of years, he got accumulated 3642 usages only ability this shows how rare this thing is only Celestial Civilizations in the exploring universe are eligible to obtain it and only they can produce it.

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*galactic saint, assassin*: A Hungarian saint is from the category of Assassin, so far two categories have been mentioned (the magician and the assassin) the rest will be mentioned later

*Information model*: a concept from the technology path that explains the existence of the life form as an information model, and agriculture is a kind of manipulation of the life form information model

*Heavenly Empires*: These are the empires of level 9 and level 10, divided into the lower celestial empire (level 9) and upper celestial empire (level 10)