Colonial Suit

At the same time, within the 'world isolation' that Miji'er encountered.

Space was highly distorted, exhibiting multiple folds and curved surfaces. Countless tiny purple crystals darted through it, each flash triggering unimaginable explosions. Black energy vented freely, forming 'ribbons' in the starry sky, and even a slight touch would unleash a chain of disasters. A quietly orbiting planet was inadvertently contaminated by this chaos and instantly turned into nothingness.

The purplish-black energy intensified even more, frantically searching for its next target.

This is a world without reason…

Even a star-level powerhouse would be dumbfounded upon entering this place, because all common sense has been erased here. Most of the so-called energy rules have been rewritten, and the power they are accustomed to would be modified. Simply put, if a cosmic warrior planned to escape into anti-space here, they would definitely be teleported to some place, perhaps a vortex of highly corrosive energy, or perhaps a node of a massive explosion. Similarly, if they planned to fly upwards, they might actually be going downwards, or in some other direction. If they planned to fire a beam of light, that beam might trace an arc and ultimately hit them instead.

This is the terror of 'world replacement'. This place has become the home field of those three black hole-level powerhouses. As long as it doesn't involve the fundamental rules of the universe, they are gods.

Boom… another planet exploded, and Miji'er flew out from within, flashing expressionlessly. Her gaze was still dazed, but she had many more wounds on her body, especially in the lower abdomen, which was almost pierced through by an energy blast. The pure white纱裙 (shā qún - gauze skirt) was stained red with blood, appearing so vibrant and cruel.

But she couldn't stop, not even for a moment of hesitation. In the enemy's private world, she could only constantly activate her rules to maintain her self, otherwise she would be modified by this world.

"Don't run, Miji'er… this world has been isolated. No matter how hard you try, where can you run to?"

"When the three of us join forces, even the third layer of anti-space will be sealed off. You simply cannot find your projection."

"Stop! As long as you stay here obediently, we guarantee not to kill you."

Three voices constantly surrounded Miji'er, and their figures appeared and disappeared. But Miji'er seemed not to hear them and continued to move. Suddenly, her figure disappeared in one place and reappeared in another. A wound suddenly appeared on her left arm, and a scream came from the void.

"Ah, damn it, you pierced my eye!"

"You bitch! I will kill you, kill you! I swear… I will never let you return to the human world!"

"Return to the human world?" Miji'er smiled slightly. Having reached this point, would she still expect mercy from the enemy? She was not like Boca and Sasha, those arrogant wastes. From the moment she became a cosmic warrior, her hands were stained with blood, the blood of enemies and her own blood. Deception and betrayal were too normal for her, as the president of a space pirate gang. With her background, what ugliness hadn't she seen?

In this world, there has never been any fairness! Everything depends on oneself!!

In the void, Miji'er flickered once again, forcibly breaking through a certain 'ribbon'. A piece of the white纱 (shā - gauze) on her body was immediately missing, revealing her fair skin. But this was not the most important thing. Most importantly, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She was clearly suffering from internal injuries.

After all, even if her enemies were arrogant wastes, they were still black hole-level powerhouses.

The combined power of three black hole-level entities had already dominated everything here. Miji'er could only rely on activation to consolidate her existence. However… for her, this was just a process.

No one knew how long Miji'er would persist, but the three powerhouses were clearly becoming impatient. The spatial fluctuations were visibly becoming more intense, the degree of distortion was increasing, and some 'spatial barriers' were being exposed. They looked no different from normal space, but it would be a big mistake to try to pass through them. In fact, they were manifestations of another cognitive world, specifically used to imprison Miji'er.

The three powerhouses used this method to gradually compress Miji'er's activity space and reduce her rule activation. If this continued, perhaps in a day, perhaps in a few hours, Miji'er would be sealed off by the barriers, becoming something like an amber.

Of course, what sealed Miji'er was not松油酯 (sōng yóu zhī - pine oil ester), but a 'world'.

They actually planned to sacrifice a private world to kill Miji'er?

If this news were to get out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar. Private worlds… that was the foundation of a cosmic warrior, a place that could be seen as a 'small universe', and it was actually being used to kill a person. It was too extravagant.

But this also showed the background of the Boca and Sasha tribes. They took out such a terrifying sacrifice without even frowning, at most it would cause a black hole-level powerhouse to fall to the planet level, and then use massive resources to regain the lost power. This was completely acceptable for the powerful Boca and Sasha tribes. And if Miji'er, as one of the 'Three Emperors' of humanity, were to be killed here, then the blow to humanity would be too great. It might even directly destroy humanity's chances of advancement.

In the starry sky, Miji'er was still moving, but a faint hint of sarcasm appeared on her face. She didn't say anything, just constantly executing her established strategy, until the spatial barriers gradually tightened. Finally, at a certain time node, she reached her limit. Rule activation rose to a critical value. If she continued, she would crash into this world, and be instantly killed by the other party.

Around her, the spatial barriers had been compressed to a substantial degree, enveloping her in 'amber'.

Three figures silently rose up on the opposite side, each with a cruel and expectant look on their faces. One of them had had one eye pierced by Miji'er, but the remaining eye still shot out layers of hatred.

He licked the corner of his lips, revealing a sinister smile.

"Miji'er, where can you run this time?"

"You… are you really willing to sacrifice a world?" Miji'er's gaze was still dazed as she asked, lightly parting her red lips.

"What does one world matter?" Another Sasha powerhouse said. "Don't think we don't know how powerful you are. If we only wanted to get rid of you with one world, it would only let you escape. This time we plan to sacrifice three worlds! The power of the three of us will be added to your body!"

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Three worlds!

Even Miji'er was taken aback by this, and she glanced at the other party in surprise. "You… are really willing to part with them…"

"In order to kill you, what is this sacrifice?" The lizard-like Sasha powerhouse replied, while licking his claws. "So, you will die here. Use your cries and wails as our collection!"

Saying that, he snapped his fingers.

But…

Nothing happened…

"Huh?" The three looked at each other, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes. Then the second person also began to urge their own private world, but it had no effect either. At this time, they finally knew that something was wrong, and they all turned their eyes to Miji'er.

In the starry sky, Miji'er was still so serene, so dazed. But in her hand, a small crystal ball had appeared at some unknown time. Inside the crystal ball was a chaotic world, with folded spaces, black corrosive energy bands, a woman in a white纱 (shā - gauze), and also three men standing opposite her.

"Do you like it? My collection?"

Miji'er revealed a faint smile. Raising the crystal ball… (To be continued…)