Colonial Suit

Lyte's nervousness was not without reason. Because in Clodier's battle sequence, battle servants were extremely special existences.

As battle units with extremely high combat power, and with command systems added during modulation, battle servants were more like indispensable assistants to conquerors than combat units. Therefore, at any time, battle servants were not included in the general list of consumables, but were classified as 'private property' that only conquerors had the right to dispatch.

In other words, a battle servant was an army, and an army would only have one master. This was Clodier's combat unit. No matter what the reason, or when. Battle servants could not exist apart from the conqueror. This was the difference between him and ordinary enhanced creations.

So seeing the battle servant here, Lyte felt a trace of tension in his heart. Could it be that behind the other party was a conqueror?

But at this time, he couldn't think too much about it. Almost at the same time as the other party appeared, Lyte also opened his command network, and dozens of veins burst out behind him. The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

"Don't worry."

Just then, Blood Pupil stopped Lyte from behind.

From his angle, he could clearly see the appearance of the battle servant. He could also see the other party's most subtle expressions.

Strangely enough, facing Lyte's impending attack, the battle servant did not show any signs of attack. He just looked at him for a while with his arms folded, and suddenly turned around and walked inside. Behind him, the other Rejectors roared at Blood Pupil and the others, and followed him, gradually disappearing into the shadows of the passage.

What's going on?

Not only Lyte, but even Robbie and others were confused.

Everyone was silent for a while. But they saw Blood Pupil reveal a faint smile. He said softly, "Let's go."

Saying that, he took the lead and walked forward...

The passage ahead was not long. After a while, they came to a huge square. In the center of the square was a huge altar. The same as what they had seen at Shadow's place before. The only difference was that there was more than one figure in front of this altar. But dense rows of two columns. It was the many Rejectors they had seen in the passage before.

They were wearing chitinous armor, neatly arranged in two columns, forming a wide passage. And at the end of the passage was the mysterious battle servant. When he saw Blood Pupil and the others enter the hall, he nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the altar. Then. The altar trembled slightly, and soon transformed into a long staircase.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. Robbie whispered in surprise. "Is this... asking us to go up?"

"What you see is the truth," Blood Pupil replied. Then he walked towards the stairs without hesitation. His movements were not fast, but there was no hesitation, as if he had known this would happen. Robbie was completely confused.

But at this time, any concerns were superfluous. So Robbie only paused for a moment before following. The others followed like shadows.

This altar was very large, compared to the altar they had seen at Shadow's place before. It was not prism-shaped, but a vast circle. Above the altar, there was also a mysterious object suspended. Under the object was a crouching figure. The mysterious battle servant stood behind this figure, watching the crowd walk onto the altar indifferently.

Blood Pupil slowly walked towards the crouching figure, stopping ten meters in front of him.

This distance was very short, short enough for him to threaten anyone. But the crouching figure didn't seem to feel it, and was still busy with his own affairs. Although the mysterious battle servant's eyes showed a trace of vigilance, he did not speak to stop him.

At this time, Blood Pupil had already seen the appearance of the crouching figure. He was an old man with gray hair and beard. He was wearing a tattered old robe. Because he had not been groomed for many years, his hair was tangled and matted, indescribably dirty. The robe was also so tattered and corroded that it seemed like it would fall apart at any moment. He looked extremely sloppy.

He lowered his head and couldn't see his face. He was fiddling with small stones. It looked like... he was playing chess.

Playing chess?

Blood Pupil's eyes flickered slightly. He remembered that Shadow was also playing chess in front of his cave. This person was also playing chess. Could there be something strange about this chessboard? Feeling doubtful, he didn't say a word, and squatted down by himself. Watching the old man play chess.

The old man's movements were very slow. He picked up a small stone from the ground little by little, and placed it in another position little by little. The whole process took half a day. It felt like slow motion in a movie. In front of him, there were countless complex lines intersecting. Similar to a chessboard, but not the same.

Blood Pupil observed carefully, but after a long time, he couldn't judge the meaning of these lines. He couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Very... disappointed..."

A hoarse voice, like the friction of rusty machinery, came from his ear. Blood Pupil raised his head and immediately saw an old face like an old orange peel. And a pair of... eyes as bright as stars.

What bright eyes they were... like stars. Under these eyes, Blood Pupil felt that the old man's vicissitudes had disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only these eyes and a faint trace of blood.

The blood trace was the pupil, and the old man also had a pair of blood-colored pupils. But compared to Blood Pupil, they seemed a little dark, a little dry... After a moment of silence, Blood Pupil stood up in the old man's gaze and revealed a smile. "Not disappointed. Because..."

Blood Pupil thought for a while and answered honestly. "I don't understand at all."

"Hehe..." The old man laughed. He seemed very satisfied with Blood Pupil's straightforwardness.

His body trembled slightly. After a while, he suddenly coughed. The coughing became more and more violent, and in the end, it was as if he was about to cough his lungs out of his throat. A faint trace of blood could be seen flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was so shocking.

The mysterious battle servant immediately took a step forward, about to help the old man.

"No... no need..." The old man waved his hand, stopping the battle servant's actions, and then stood up little by little by himself. His movements were very slow, but every time he moved, his face twitched slightly, as if he was in great pain. After a long time, he barely straightened his body. He stretched out a trembling finger and wiped away the bloodstains. He showed Blood Pupil a wry smile.

"It's been too long, my body, has aged... Even doing this... action... has become extremely difficult..."

"I think... you must be disappointed... How could a... waste... like me be Clodier's... master... And how could I... stay in this holy place..." Blood Pupil was silent, his eyes fixed on the old man's face, and after a while, he shook his head slightly. "No, I'm not disappointed, just curious."

"Curious... what?" The old man asked with a smile. "Curious... why am I like this?"

"Yes." Blood Pupil nodded. "I saw Lord Shadow before, but he doesn't seem to be aging, so..."

"We... are different..." The old man interrupted Blood Pupil's words, a self-deprecating smile appearing in his eyes. "They... must ensure combat power... so they... choose to use clones... But I..."

Speaking of this, he coughed again, his body gradually hunching over.

But Blood Pupil's face changed, his eyes revealing an unbelievable look. "Different? They are clones... then you..."

"Can't you tell?" The old man finally stopped coughing, and straightened his body again with difficulty. He pointed to his old body that could fall down at any time. He replied with a smile. "This is me... I... am me..."

"I am not a clone... nor a spiritual body... nor a divine thought..."

"This is me."

The main body!! It was actually the main body!!

Blood Pupil was immediately shocked, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

Before this, he had thought of countless possibilities, but he had never thought it would be like this. The main body, this old man, was actually the complete main body. Didn't that mean that he was an old monster who had lived from the Great Chaos period to the present? How old was he? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years?

This was really too horrifying.

You must know that although Clodier was the most powerful biological civilization in the universe, this did not mean that they possessed eternal life. Blood Pupil had learned from Leia before that the length of life was related to the body to a certain extent, but it was not limited to the body. Even if they could replace the aging physical foundation at any time, their lifespan could not be extended indefinitely. This was the most cruel rule in the universe, and no one could escape it.

Leia could live to this day because he had adopted some mysterious methods, and even so, he had lost all his combat power. Blood Pupil really couldn't imagine how powerful such an old monster who had preserved his main body from the Great Chaos to the present would be.

That was simply a living god.

How could such a person willingly stay here to become a guardian? What kind of secrets were hidden in this ruin?

Blood Pupil couldn't think any further, he just felt an extremely suppressed feeling in his heart. He looked at the old man in front of him and couldn't speak.

But the old man was very cheerful, and instead showed a faint smile.

"Don't be nervous... I said... the reason why it's like this is because I don't need combat power... So, I'm not as powerful as you think..."

"I'm just a waste that could die at any moment... maybe later, maybe in the next moment."

"Sir, may I ask who you are..." Blood Pupil immediately became serious, but before he could finish speaking, the old man waved his hand, interrupting him.

"My... time is running out... If you have any questions... ask them later... Now..."

He smiled slightly and suddenly stretched out his old right hand, pointing at Blood Pupil.

"It's time for class..."

In the next moment, everyone felt dizzy, and the entire space blurred. When it became clear again, they had arrived in the sky above a huge planet.

Under their feet, countless cities were operating prosperously, and the streets were full of moving pedestrians.