Colonial Suit

“My Lord…”

莱特 trembled, choked with emotion, unable to speak.

How many years had it been? How many years since he had felt such gentle warmth… the glory of the past, the honor of the past. He had grown accustomed to standing behind this man. Accustomed to examining the world with a condescending gaze, to crushing his enemies. Back then, he didn’t need to compromise, because no one could make his Lord compromise. Every unfamiliar planet, the moment his foot first touched it, was already destined for its ending.

The Giant King General, the strongest of the Krodel, was always the target of all war servants.

But what about later?

He fell asleep, losing the opportunity to follow his Lord. When he woke up again, nearly ten thousand years had passed. The once great Krodel had vanished into ashes. Not even a trace remained. He could only immerse himself in his own world, continuing to recall the past.

But now, he had once again seen his former Lord, how could he not be excited? How could he not tremble?

莱特 knew that his current appearance was unsightly, but he couldn’t change it. Because this tremor and excitement came from the deepest part of his bloodline, the loyalty he had followed countless times.

Compared to this loyalty, life and honor could all be cast aside.

However, in contrast to him, the Underworld King simply looked at him quietly, without a smile or enthusiasm. Calm… as if it really was just a brief reunion. Greeting an old friend. Or just waking up and running into a neighbor.

On the vast altar, his long hair fluttered in the wind, slowly spreading… quiet, calm. The Underworld King’s aura infected everyone. 莱特’s mood also quickly calmed down. He bowed to Dirk again, then stood respectfully behind Blood瞳.

At this moment, his identity transformed. No longer the Underworld King’s Giant King General, but an ordinary Krodel member, a war servant of the new conqueror Blood瞳. The glory of the past was just that, the present glory had only just begun.

Dirk nodded, revealing a hint of appreciation. Only then did he look towards Blood瞳.

The two’s gazes met immediately. Each seemed to see their own reflection.

Too similar… whether it was appearance or gaze, or the blood color hidden deep within their pupils. Blood瞳 and Dirk were like one person. The only difference was that Blood瞳’s aura leaned towards sharpness, while Dirk’s aura leaned towards calmness. Blood瞳 gave the feeling that even just standing there, it was as if an ancient beast eager to try was hidden within his body. Full of aggression. While Dirk was like the River Styx, flowing slowly. Although calm, it was full of irresistible power.

These were two different styles, but they also represented the characteristics of the two people.

“I…” Blood瞳 opened his mouth, about to speak, but saw Dirk on the opposite side wave his hand. He said indifferently.

“We meet again, Diabolos.”

Huh?

Blood瞳’s pupils contracted sharply, his heart skipped a beat.

Diabolos!?

What name was that? Who was Dirk talking about?

“Don’t doubt it, I’m talking about you.” Looking at Blood瞳’s surprised expression, Dirk said calmly. “Perhaps you have no memory, but this isn’t the first time we’ve met. A long, long time ago, when you were still an embryo, I once saw you. And I know what flows within you.”

“The ruler of darkness, the child of the abyss. Diabolos. Your appearance is a nightmare. No one in this universe knows you better than I do. Not even you yourself.”

Dirk stated calmly, ignoring Blood瞳’s increasingly bad expression.

Blood瞳’s heart pounded, almost unable to believe everything he was hearing.

Although he had already learned from 博雅 about his possible origins, it was not as shocking as Dirk described. The ruler of darkness, the child of the abyss? Hell, he was just a hunter in the apocalypse. Struggling to survive, how could he have such an alarming identity?

This was impossible, absolutely impossible!

For a time, Blood瞳 only felt as if a large stone was pressed on his heart, so suppressed that even breathing became difficult.

In extreme suffocation, he vaguely heard himself say.

“What… what do you mean? Diabolos, what is that?”

“What?” Dirk seemed to have heard an unbelievable joke, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, but he still failed to laugh. Instead, he turned his gaze upwards. Gradually, his eyes became blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

“Because, the one who brought you out of the abyss was my daughter…” he muttered to himself. “In this world, is there anyone who knows you better than I do? Even your current body flows with my genes, and the genes of countless Krodel people.”

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“What!?” Blood瞳 was stunned.

“Very surprised? Why you and I look so similar?” Dirk retracted his gaze, glanced at Blood瞳 indifferently. “The reason is simple, it’s because this body of yours is the most outstanding creation of the Krodel. It was made by taking the best genes of all the strong people of the Krodel at the time. In your body, you have 影’s spatial perception, 雷斯特罗’s consciousness sensitivity, 雷亚’s will foundation, and mine…”

Dirk didn’t continue, but Blood瞳 already understood what he meant. Such similarity was the greatest proof. And even more likely was that Blood瞳 himself was made with the Underworld King’s blueprint. Using the strongest foundations of the Krodel throughout the ages to create another legend.

What madness… Blood瞳 could hardly imagine in the situation at the time, how much courage the leaders of the Krodel needed to make such a decision. At the same time, even more exaggerated was the action and resources spent for this decision.

The Krodel would have perished at least hundreds of years earlier because of this.

At the cost of hundreds of years of continuation, just to exchange for a future hope. Was such an exchange worthwhile?

Blood瞳 didn’t know, but knew that if it were him, he would never be able to make such a decision.

“As for Diabolos.” Dirk’s voice rang in Blood瞳’s ears, still so calm. “This is a forbidden name. Even in advanced civilizations, this name is only circulated in a small elite class. It means endless darkness and destruction. The destroyer of all order, the end of the universe.”

“It comes from the abyss, carrying the will of the abyss. Exercising the mission of the abyss. In ancient prophecies, it will break the balance of the universe, causing the universe to lose its original form. Therefore, to all civilizations that rely on the current form of the universe, Diabolos means destruction and disaster. The origin of nightmares.”

Speaking of this, Dirk revealed a strange smile, and said softly.

“Simply put, if the composition of this universe is light, and everything is based on the power of light. Then Diabolos represents darkness, condensing the power of darkness. When the world of light is invaded by Diabolos, the power of darkness will be born. Until…”

“Tearing apart that world of light.”