Still Testing?
Editor: Atlas Studios
Ten thousand golden flames of war leapt up from the deepest part of his brain and exploded into thousands of supernovas in midair, illuminating Li Yao's entire sea of consciousness in a clear and splendid light.
Illuminated by the infinite brilliance, the voice—the body formed by billions of black tentacles of the Primeval Civilization—appeared so ugly, feeble, and hilarious.
It was stunned by Li Yao's soul power.
It was shivering, as if it could not believe that its son billions of years later, a humble tester, dared to defy its will.
It wriggled and rolled its hideous eyes that were full of venom, as if it were considering new schemes.
"Even if you are truly unafraid of death…"
The voice said, "You should think about your wife, your civilization. Do you want all your family, friends, and home to be buried together with your recklessness?"
His words only made Li Yao hesitate for half a second.