Colonial Suit

The Third World, Mosu Creek……

The Sea of Blazing Clouds.

In the vast starry sky, boundless nebulae rolled and flowed, silent yet omnipresent. The light of stars pierced through, refracting into blood-like hues among them. This is why this place is called the Sea of Blazing Clouds. The extent of the nebulae is immense, almost covering the entire starry sky. They flow day after day, year after year, slowly but never ceasing. Every tiny change seems to have undergone countless years of sedimentation, giving one a sense of the vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, a massive mothership slowly navigated through the nebulae. Its hull was like an island, and its wide, disc-shaped tail spewed out thousands of contrails. The upper structure rotated slowly. From tens of thousands of collection ports, vast amounts of cosmic elements were sucked in, and from the exhaust ports, plumes of red smoke were ejected, creating an indescribably awe-inspiring sight.

This was the mothership of the cosmic mercenaries.

Three days had passed since the mission began. They had long since completed their assembly and officially entered the mission area. Previously, in the mothership's conference room, the old geezer had already laid out the mission details. He didn't explicitly assign tasks to each person, but he did specify one thing: Huke, being the only one who had entered the ruins before, had to enter the ruins in the first batch and share his experiences and insights with everyone.

Undoubtedly, this wasn't good news for Huke, as it meant he was leading the charge, which was quite dangerous. But at the same time, it wasn't all bad, as it meant he was given partial command, allowing him to legitimately command his peers.

Don't assume that cosmic mercenary organizations are undisciplined just because they seem loosely organized. The fact that they have been able to traverse the universe for so many years proves that they are not just messing around. It's just that the discipline of cosmic mercenaries is quite special and only manifests at certain times.

And now, it was clearly one of those times.

Having obtained command, Huke could effectively lead a team of three fellow planetary-level warriors. This was already a terrifying force. With four planetary-level warriors, including Huke, this force was enough to obliterate any civilization in the Fourth World. Even stellar-level beings wouldn't easily provoke them. Moreover, they also had their respective companions and subordinates, at the very least comet-level.

The team roster had already been set. Besides Huke and Sylvia, the other two planetary-level warriors were the 'Kid' and 'Rainbow' who had greeted Huke at the spaceport, along with their companions, totaling over twenty people.

Apart from Huke's team, the other team had two planetary-level warriors, serving as the second exploration route. Their strength was not to be underestimated either.

Although the number of planetary-level warriors was less than Huke's team, they had two more meteor-level warriors, bringing the total number of people to nearly a hundred.

Six planetary-level warriors, three meteor-level warriors, plus nearly a hundred comet-level warriors. Such power was simply terrifying. It was the largest undertaking by the cosmic mercenaries in recent years, demonstrating how much importance the higher-ups placed on this mission. And the strongest force, of course, was the old geezer, one of the Seven Luminaries.

His mere presence was enough to shock the 'kings' of the Third World.

The mothership sailed silently, seemingly slow but actually fast. Behind a certain window on the massive ship-island, Blood Pupil retracted his gaze from the outside, his mind still filled with the afterglow of the blazing clouds.

"Spectacular, isn't it?" A voice came from behind him. It was Huke.

He was lazily leaning on the largest sofa in the room, almost sinking into it. He held a glass of wine in his hand, swirling it gently, his eyes lowered as if he were asleep.

"How do you feel about your first time in the Third World?"

"…………" Blood Pupil was silent, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "It's no different from the Seventh World."

"Haha, that's what I said back then." Huke chuckled, the wine in his glass rippling slightly.

"Oh?"

"That's just how it is." Huke chuckled and took a sip of wine before saying to Blood Pupil, "This universe seems to be changing all the time, but its essence is always the same. I've seen too many things and I'm no longer interested in giving it more praise. I just didn't expect you to have the same view."

"What? Have you been feeling tired lately because of too many changes?"

"No." Blood Pupil shook his head and turned to look at the nebulae outside the window again. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's just that I feel a little uneasy."

"Just uneasy?" Huke narrowed his eyes, a hint of cunning in his gaze. "Or something else? Like… anticipation."

"Lord Huke." Blood Pupil frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Huke turn his head away and wave his hand lazily.

"Alright, don't hide it. I understand you. In the entire universe, I'm afraid no one is more suitable for this mission than you. For others, this mission may be a crisis or a punishment, but for you, it may be an opportunity. "

Saying this, Huke took a breath and revealed a smile that was not quite a smile. "Sometimes I even suspect those old geezers above. Did they also know something, that's why they gave you this mission? It's clearly pointing you in a direction."

"Perhaps…" Blood Pupil thought for a moment and shook his head slightly. "Maybe… it's a trap."

"It's good that you think that way." Huke smiled slightly, tilted his head, and lazily threw himself onto the back of the sofa. "Those old guys are not good people. They have given you great support from the beginning, but they have never given you a mandatory mission. There are really many things worth pondering here. You don't think there's such a thing as a free lunch in this world, do you?"

"People who think that way should have died long ago," Blood Pupil replied indifferently.

"That's right. Only idiots would think that way. So I suspect they know something. And this mission is one, to prove it, and two, to hope to use your identity." Huke rubbed his nose, his face gradually darkening. "I have personally entered that ruin. It can be said that no one knows the dangers inside better than I do. Don't look at the fact that we have gathered such a huge force now. But if we really want to explore that ruin, it is far from enough."

"Then there may be only one possibility, and that is you."

"Blood Pupil, only you can lead us to open that ruin. And the manpower we have now is actually your help, or your restraint."

Speaking of this, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared in Huke's eyes. His aura suddenly turned cold. "So… that's why there are two teams, those two guys."

"Those two guys?" Blood Pupil was stunned. Then he understood. "You mean, the second division?"

"Yes." Huke nodded. His eyes lingered on the chandelier in the room for a while before he said in a low voice, "They are generals."

Generals? Blood Pupil's eyes flashed. Broken Star Nine King Generals?

But wasn't Huke also one of them? Why would he show such an expression? After further thought, Blood Pupil's face changed. Could it be…

"They are generals. And they are generals with a higher ranking than me." Huke didn't play dumb with him, and slowly said in a deep voice. "You have known me for a long time. You should know that we, the Broken Star Nine King Generals, are not a monolith. There are also conflicts among us. Just like Kells, who you killed last time, was the weakest and least popular among us."

"Yes," Blood Pupil nodded. "I also heard that you are one of the most difficult to deal with."

"Hehe." Huke laughed. He shook his head repeatedly. "It's not that I'm difficult to deal with, I just like to take revenge. Over time, some people will be afraid of me and say that I'm difficult to deal with. But…"

Huke paused slightly, and his face fell. "Those two guys are different from me. They are truly dangerous. Even I have to be careful when dealing with them. Because they are Black and White."

"Black and White?"

"Yes, the Broken Star Nine King Generals, ranked first, Black and White."

"…" Although Blood Pupil's expression didn't change, he gasped inwardly.

Ranked first?

Today, Blood Pupil has become more and more aware of the power structure of mercenaries. He also knows how powerful this ranking is. Although they are both planetary-level, there is a huge gap between planetary-level warriors. Just like the weakest Kells, he could even challenge himself under the suppression of the environment. But this doesn't mean that Blood Pupil can challenge other planetary-level warriors. In fact, with his current strength, unless he also enters the planetary-level, he can only flee in the face of overlords like the Broken Star Nine King Generals, with no chance of winning.

What's more, these two are actually ranked first? Wait… two?

"For a long time, people have thought that the Broken Star Nine King Generals are nine people." Seeming to know what Blood Pupil was thinking, Huke explained softly. "But in fact, only those who really understand us know that it is not nine, but ten. That's because Black and White, who are ranked first, are actually two in one."

"They are twin brothers. They have never been separated since birth. So after becoming cosmic mercenaries, they also use the same nickname. They were not well-known at first, but eighty years ago, the two suddenly killed 'Water Mist', who was ranked first among the Nine King Generals at the time, and replaced his position."

"Their war history is scarce. Apart from that assassination, there are almost no outstanding achievements of the two. But no one dares to underestimate them. It is because they are the only warriors in the last thousand years who have been recognized by the headquarters as soon as they killed the superior and were directly awarded the status of enforcer."

Enforcer! ? Blood Pupil's pupils shrank suddenly. His heart twitched violently. He had heard of this name. This is the most dangerous position in the cosmic mercenaries, and it is responsible for the clearing work within the mercenaries. To be able to hold such a position, in addition to being strong and able to suppress the same level of warriors, it is more important to be ruthless and cruel.

Black and White can actually have such a status, doesn't it mean that their strength is already above other planetary-level warriors? No wonder Huke is so afraid.

Looking at Blood Pupil's flickering eyes, Huke showed a wry smile again. "In theory, they shouldn't have anything to do with you no matter how powerful they are. But now it's different… You have to be careful. They will definitely attack you."

"What?" Blood Pupil was startled. How could he provoke such a powerful enemy for no reason? Damn it, this is not fair, okay? It is said that Detective Conan will end peacefully in the 21st century!!

"Because…" Huke sighed and showed a trace of apology. "You killed Kells."