Colonial Suit

"Pfft!"

The messenger responsible for maintaining the seventh battlefield suddenly spat out a mouthful of crystalline light, and his whole body slumped to the ground.

Blood Pupil had destroyed the seventh battlefield, and the damage was reflected onto him. The surreal destructive power was simply too great; even a fraction of it was enough to completely destroy the messenger's mental core.

Even more terrifying was that because the maintenance systems of the seven battlefields were interconnected, the collapse of the seventh battlefield directly affected the remaining battlefields, causing the last two to disappear as well, revealing the confused candidates.

The competition on the Day of Sacrifice had to be terminated prematurely.

"Jimmy, what's wrong? Jimmy?" Another Second World messenger hugged his fallen companion, calling out anxiously. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring his companion back to consciousness. At the same time, the energy maintaining his companion's physical form began to dissipate, making him appear sometimes illusory and sometimes real.

"It's useless," an older messenger said with a glance. "Jimmy's mental world has collapsed. You know what that means for us. He can't survive, and he can't return to the Second World."

"Let him dissipate; this is the punishment for his carelessness."

"Yes, sir," the previous messenger replied, then released his companion.

Under everyone's gaze, Jimmy's body gradually became illusory, then disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, in the void outside, the seventh battlefield, split in half, also began to sway, etherealize, and gradually disappear, revealing two tiny figures in the center.

One was Blood Pupil, and the other was Brut.

At this moment, Blood Pupil's hands were stretched diagonally towards the sky on both sides. His eyes were closed, as if he was still savoring his recent dinner. The energy of dozens of candidates surged within his body, quickly being absorbed by the bio-energy pool. The feeling was incomparably comfortable, more intoxicating than taking drugs.

Beside him, Brut's gaze was somewhat surprised, with a hint of fear.

He had witnessed the entire battle. Brut had originally planned to cooperate with Blood Pupil, but he didn't expect that as the battle unfolded, he wouldn't even have a chance to intervene. Blood Pupil's speed and strength exceeded the limits of his imagination. In fact, when Blood Pupil finally entered surrealization, even his thoughts couldn't keep up with Blood Pupil's movements, let alone participate in it...

Having witnessed Blood Pupil's battle, Brut asked himself more than once what would happen if he encountered Blood Pupil. The result… made him break out in a cold sweat.

When speed exceeded the limit, his particle world wouldn't be much stronger than these planetary levels. Perhaps he could save his life, but wanting to defeat Blood Pupil, no, even barely achieving a draw, would be extremely difficult.

Blood Pupil taught Brut a bloody lesson in what absolute violence was.

And all of this was based on his surreal attribute!

In the void, Blood Pupil's hands were still trembling slightly, experiencing an indescribable comfort. A voice came from the core in his brain.

"Energy collection complete, initiating transfer to the bio-energy pool, estimated conversion and absorption time is three hours and seventeen minutes. Replenishing 19% of the consumed energy."

"Body tissue scan complete, thirty-seven tendon ruptures, twelve bone fractures, five organ functional damages. Estimated repair time is two minutes."

Surrealization brought unimaginable physical burden. The fact that Blood Pupil only suffered this much damage was already a result of his physical strength. In fact, even if he was twice as tough, he couldn't maintain continuous combat in surrealization.

Because surrealization was one of the strongest functions of the new bio-suit 'Guyver', and also the most terrifying aspect of the Creators in the distant past.

Breaking the limit!

That's right, the so-called surrealization actually had only one core: to break the universe's constraints and break through the limits of the rules.

It was as if the maximum speed in normal space was the speed of light. It wasn't that no one could exceed the speed of light, but if they did, they would automatically enter warp speed, fall into subspace, or even anti-space. Therefore, the limit of speed in normal space was the speed of light, a permanent rule.

And the meaning of surrealization lay in breaking this permanent rule, allowing the user to achieve speeds beyond the speed of light in normal space. That's why it was called surreal. Perhaps this transcendence was only slight, but for enemies in the same spatial dimension and with the same rule structure, it was the most terrifying nightmare.

Think about it, what would it mean if you could exceed the speed of light in normal space? It meant that the enemy couldn't see you, couldn't feel you, and couldn't even think of you. Because within this spatial dimension, all their speed-related actions were limited to below the speed of light!! Even if you only surpassed them by a little, it would be beyond their comprehension!

The same applied to attributes like strength and reaction. Surpassing the limit meant that within this space, no one would be stronger than your single attribute. This would naturally make the user incredibly powerful.

This was the essence of surrealization!!

Of course, the battles of Universe Warriors didn't only depend on attributes; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many strong individuals with unremarkable attributes who were famous in their own right. There were many factors that influenced battles, such as experience, intuition, skill, ability, etc.… But regardless, attribute difference was still the most direct comparison between Universe Warriors and the factor that most easily influenced combat power. This was extremely obvious at the low-level stages, which was why there was the amplification branch, but it would become increasingly subtle at the high-level stages because most people's attributes had reached a baseline, and the impact wasn't as significant.

However, perhaps no one would have thought about the enormous qualitative change that would occur when attributes exceeded the limit.

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No, maybe someone thought about it, but couldn't do it.

Intense thought fluctuations came from the distant 'Ring Array'. Blood Pupil finally withdrew his hands and let out a long sigh. Within his body, every cell was still reverberating with the aftereffects of the battle, and waves of pain were coming from them. The power of surrealization was so great that one couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

Fortunately, Blood Pupil's will was strong enough to break free from it. Otherwise, if it continued for a while longer, he would probably disintegrate himself in the battle without the enemy's intervention.

"How are you?" Brut's voice came from beside him. Blood Pupil turned his head and saw his concerned gaze.

"I'm fine," Blood Pupil replied, a smile appearing on his face. "Better than ever."

"The energy of these planetary levels is very rich and pure. It's very satisfying to eat. Would you like some too?"

"…………" Brut was speechless. He thought to himself, 'Who's as perverted as you? You can actually eat the opponent's core to replenish yourself during battle. I can't learn such cruel methods.' However, the victor had the final say, so Brut naturally wouldn't argue with Blood Pupil in this regard.

So, after a brief silence, he pointed to the distance.

"The Chairman is here. Shall we go over?"

"Of course," Blood Pupil nodded and flew towards the distance first…

He saw that old glutton, the Chairman, with a smug smile on his face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)