Plot 1

Mars planet ring.

The oversized red planet ring wrapped around like a belt and hung around the crimson Mars, spinning slowly.

A large group of figures in red long robes were flying out a hidden leaping black hole on the planet ring in a tidy order.

The figures that flew out landed on the planet ring. Large amounts of universe debris and various elements camouflaged them.

Each leaping figures triggered force field ripples enough to tremor anyone of an Inherited Level.

One of a red figure was the last to fly out and within this group of over a hundred, he stood in the highest position to distinguish his aristocracy.

"Chinande, hopefully, this time your intel isn't lacking," the red figure was heard in a low voice.

Hiss...

A black crack was ripped out of space and a white figure walked out of it. It was Chinande with a pair of pale emotionless of eyes.

"You think I would lie to you?" He asked solemnly.