Colonial Suit

The Montberton family, humanity's foremost legendary family.

To call them legendary is because this family embodies so many firsts.

The first family to achieve interstellar travel, the first family to produce a cosmic warrior, the first family to ascend to a world-class level, the first family to engage with alien civilizations and achieve victory. The first… family where all the men died, yet still did not fall!

It can be said that the Montberton family's history of struggle is the evolutionary and transformative history of humanity. They guided humanity from an initial ant-like civilization, step by step into the interstellar arena, into the grand stage of the universe. They also consistently supported humanity's backbone from the beginning, preventing humanity from becoming slaves to alien races. In the initial stages of humanity's entry into space, the Montberton family can be said to have embodied the hopes of all humanity. Calling them guardians is not an exaggeration…

But what makes people respect them even more is the family's sacrifice.

Since the first patriarch, more than seven hundred members of the family have died on the battlefield for the sake of human evolution. And these are only the recorded ones; the unrecorded ones are countless. This has caused the family to nearly exhaust its bloodline from its initial flourishing state. To maintain the continuation of the family, after a war that nearly wiped them out, the Montberton family initiated a new form of inheritance. That is, a non-bloodline inheritance based on spirit, will, faith, and kinship.

Which is also the most important tradition and cornerstone of cosmic mercenaries, the predecessor of the Clan Lord system.

The Speaker is the one thousand seven hundred and twenty-first man of the Montberton family, and Bas is the one thousand seven hundred and twenty-third.

But a period has already been placed after this number.

In the garden, the Speaker's white hair moved without wind, scattering in all directions. A black vortex also appeared in his left eye. If someone were to pay attention outside, they would discover that this vortex was almost identical to the giant black hole. Whatever appeared in reality also appeared in this eye, even the reflections of the human fleet were clearly visible. The power of the universe is being simulated and utilized by the Speaker in another form.

Bearing his sorrow and anger!

"Bas, my child…"

"The Montberton family's millennia of glory has never been defiled. We protect this civilization with will and flesh. Regardless of where your bloodline comes from, from the moment you joined us, you have had the glorious prefix."

"I am gratified that you, like all our ancestors, died on the battlefield for the sake of the race."

"But this does not mean... we cannot have the emotions of ordinary people."

"Please forgive... my willfulness."

The Speaker muttered to himself, but his voice became clearer and louder, until finally it shook the garden dome, causing it to hum. Suddenly, he raised his head sharply, his gaze piercing through the dome like a sharp sword, stabbing into the boundless black hole. At that moment, it was as if he had crossed time and space. Ancient, future!

Tearing apart all restraints!!

At the same time, in a certain void city an unknown distance away, a man covered in golden armor and radiating light also suddenly raised his head, revealing a shocked and surprised expression. At this moment, he was commanding a legion to fight against the Great Prince's Royal Knights. The two sides were in the midst of a fierce battle. But this man suddenly retreated, retreating rapidly!

He retreated so quickly and so hastily, as if he were a ghost targeted by the god of death, almost fleeing in panic. The surrounding Great Knights also clearly did not expect this, and all revealed strange expressions.

"Legion Commander, you!?"

"Go! Go quickly!!" The golden-armored man shouted urgently, his voice full of anxiety.

He really wanted to tell his comrades what he felt, but it was already too late. Almost at the same time as he spoke, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above the battlefield, instantly erasing all light and bringing darkness to the world. And in the endless black air, a huge vortex quietly enveloped the battlefield.

"Oh, my god, that's... a black hole?"

The Great Knights opened their eyes wide, almost unable to believe what they were seeing, but this was reality. A calm black hole projection had descended here, and what was even more terrifying was that in this boundless darkness, a thick finger was piercing through with lightning speed, pressing down in an instant!!

That was a human finger!!

Puff!!

Before the golden-armored knight could say another word, he was firmly pressed by this finger, and slammed hard into the ground. Fragments of crystal and rock instantly shot into the sky, forming a dust pillar hundreds of meters high. And with this as the center, the violent tremors spread like an avalanche, actually stirring up wave-like undulations across the entire battlefield. In an instant, all the Boca people stopped fighting, and looked up at the sky in confusion. Their eyes were filled with panic and bewilderment, as if they could not yet accept this fact.

When the smoke cleared, where was the shadow of the golden-armored knight?

The First Legion Commander of the Temple Knights was actually pressed to death by this one finger!!! In the midst of a fierce battle, in front of all the Boca people!!??

This was simply a nightmare!!

The giant finger, still inserted into the earth like a towering jade pillar, gradually emitted specks of white light below. That was the golden-armored knight's light spirit. As long as it could escape back to the light spirit collector, it could be resurrected again after the war ended. However, that finger obviously would not allow this. With just a slight twist, it shattered all the light spirits! Completely erasing the possibility of the golden-armored knight's resurrection!

After completing all of this, it slowly lifted, and little by little retracted back into the black hole above.

The battlefield was silent. Everyone silently stared at this finger, losing their ability to think!

What kind of power was this? Who exactly was the owner of this finger?

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ said ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥⊥ book ⊥⊥ bar ⊥⊥ first ⊥ hair!

Fear, like a plague, spread to every Boca person's heart, robbing them of their ability to speak.

But this fear did not last long. Almost at the same time as the finger retracted into the black hole, the sky above the battlefield suddenly lit up with sun-like light. Another huge window opened, but it was no longer in the form of a pitch-black black hole, but a radiant halo. In the halo, a voice thundered.

"Who is it that has violated the sacred agreement!!"

"Despicable humans, do you want to provoke the prelude to destruction!?"

Divine Envoy!

It's the Divine Envoy!!

In an instant, all the Boca people became excited and knelt down on one knee. Light descended from the sky, as if bestowing them with strength. It also dispelled the shadows and fear in their hearts. That was the light of God, it was glory, it was grace, it was blessing.

The Boca people excitedly felt it, silent and still.

On the other side of the sky, the black hole that had just extended that terrifying finger was silent and soundless. Darkness rolled in the sky, but no matter what, it could not spread to the side of the halo, forming a boundary of light and darkness in the sky.

After a long while, an old and deep voice came from the black hole.

"I will abide by the agreement."

"Today I am here just to see someone and ask a question."

"My child is dead, how is he not dead?"

"Now I have finished asking."(To be continued…)