Swallowing the Stars: Level 1, One Talent, Invincible Chaos Origin

Chapter 39, "Time's up!"

Upon hearing the words of the celestial being, Brolin, despite his powerful physique as a stellar-level warrior, felt a sudden dizziness.

This person! Seriously!
So arrogant!

So domineering!

Even if it were an army of tens of thousands of stars, it wouldn't make him even give it a second glance.
Brolin's confidence, which had just been boosted by the tens of thousands of stellar-level troops surrounding him, was gradually crumbling.

Time ticked by, second by second, in the slave phalanx at the very front of the line.

A drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, but it evaporated the next second due to his rising body temperature.

Mo Shi noticed that he wasn't the only one like this; the other slaves around him were doing the same thing.

The pressure from that terrifying man was immense; Mo Shi felt that even facing a cosmic-level being wouldn't have brought them this much pressure.

The tens of thousands of troops behind them couldn't give them any confidence.

On the contrary, the pressure from that man caused the surrounding stellar warriors to gradually become fearful.

Mo Shi can sense the emotions of those around him, and those around him can naturally sense his emotions as well.

That sense of panic spread like a plague throughout the army.

"Are we really going to war with that godlike man?"

Mo Shi heard other slave warriors whispering uneasily around him. Hearing these whispers, Mo Shi looked up and glanced at the terrifying man.

Just one glance was enough to sink Mo Shi's heart.

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Do you dare disobey your master's orders? This is our fate."

Within the slave ranks, someone uttered these words.

Upon hearing this, Mo Shi felt a pang of sorrow, yet also a sense of relief.

"To die at the hands of such a powerful figure may be our best destiny."

Hearing Mo Shi's words, the other stellar-level slaves calmed down a bit.

……

The crimson fire within Jiang Ming's body was gradually burning, but the surrounding temperature was not rising; instead, it was continuously decreasing.

If an infrared gaze were directed toward Jiang Ming, it would be observed that the temperature around Jiang Ming was gradually decreasing, with heat continuously dissipating, while the temperature within Jiang Ming's body was steadily rising.

As the temperature continued to drop, the surrounding air began to frost and freeze, and the frost spread outwards from Jiang Ming.

Soon, some people in the army of stellar-level warriors noticed something amiss. An army composed of tens of thousands of stellar-level warriors with varying abilities might not necessarily be strong in terms of cohesion or combat power.

But the methods must be extremely diverse.

Moreover, at this moment, the eyes of tens of thousands of stellar-level martial artists were firmly locked on Jiang Ming, and any unusual occurrences around him were detected almost immediately.

The chilling winds swept through the star-level army, their coldness seemingly possessing a magical power, constantly drawing away their body heat.

The fire within Jiang Ming's body is gradually heating up, and its color is constantly changing towards white.

He doesn't actually need to gather any power; his stellar body has the explosive power of a star.

The temperature in the Thunder World wasn't high either, so the temperature Jiang Ming absorbed was just a drop in the ocean and not very useful to him.

But Jiang Ming did it anyway; he was gathering his strength!

The tens of thousands of stellar-level martial artists before us are a good whetstone.

With their blood, Jiang Ming will achieve invincible power!
Thirty seconds is not a long time, but it is enough for a stellar-level martial artist's mind to race through countless thoughts.

Moreover, with the assistance of an intelligent optical brain, it can handle hundreds or thousands of thought processes.

But Brolin felt that time was passing too quickly, so quickly that he couldn't make a complete choice.

Is it a war?

Or should we avoid it?
Countless eyes began to fall on Brolin, these stellar-level gazes seemed to carry a weight.

It bent Brolin's straight body by a barely perceptible amount.

As a prince of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, and with a powerful maternal clan, he held the power of life and death over hundreds of inhabited planets.

With a single thought, hundreds of planets could be turned into slave planets. What about tens of thousands of star-level beings? What about millions of star-level warriors?

But what if we add his own life to that?

Brolin could sense the cold, ruthless emotion in the god's eyes, devoid of any other feelings.

Would someone like that really show mercy because of his royal status?

He couldn't help but think of giving up.

But just as his thoughts turned to this point, he was startled to realize!

He had absolutely no option to give up!

As the ninth prince of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, the competition within the royal family was incredibly fierce; any slight setback would be seized upon and severely punished.

If he hadn't organized his people before, it wouldn't have mattered. But now that he has assembled a large army, if he retreats without a fight, even if his opponent is a god, his future is over.

Thinking of this, Brolin's mind jolted, and his eyes gradually turned fierce, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.

"Kill him for me!"

Brolin's whispers echoed in the ears of his nine bodyguards. They, who wielded the most lethal weapon, were Brolin's biggest cards.

Just before the time was about to expire, Jiang Ming took a step forward.

Each step taken is like the imminent arrival of an ancient star.

A fiery and masculine aura exploded out from Jiang Ming!

The surrounding wind instantly changed from extremely cold to extremely hot!

A powerful gale swept across the earth's surface like a solar storm, vaporizing even the gravity environment of the Thunder World into countless tiny particles at that moment.

The heat was like fire, scorching his body!
"time up!"

Jiang Ming's words were like the scythe of death, reaping the souls of everyone present!
A single slash! A golden-white blade of light appeared!
Golden and white flames erupted around Jiang Ming, and his eyes also turned golden and white at that moment!
Stellar Body! Second Form!
Illuminate the world!

The golden-white blade, like a sickle, harvests crops; wherever its edge passes, everything falls to the ground!

The slave warriors at the forefront of the stellar-level warrior army only saw a flash of golden-white light before their consciousness was plunged into eternal darkness.

Upon seeing Jiang Ming's terrifying strike, countless attacks from the army surged forth like a tidal wave.

However, these attacks would be incinerated into nothingness by the golden and white flames carried within the golden and white blade light if they got within a mile of it.

Only a few who have reached the ninth level of the Stellar Realm, and those whose psychic weapons are controlled by psychic masters, can cross this mile-long chasm.

Even so, their attacks were like a kitten raising its paw, striking the golden-white blade without any reaction.

The blade's edge was pointing directly at Brolin within the army!

Upon seeing this, Brolin quickly retrieved a safe house and hid inside.

The blade struck, and the earth roared!

The army of tens of thousands of stars was shattered in formation by this single strike!
But at that moment, nine blinding white beams of light shot towards Jiang Ming's location.

The nine beams of white light were already afterimages imprinted in one's eyes the moment they were seen.

The time it takes for them to go from the starting point to the destination is only a fleeting moment.

Nine beams of light pierced through Jiang Ming, who was instantly reduced to nothingness.

"Energy weapons?"

Four hundred meters away, Jiang Ming slowly walked out, a disdainful smile on his face.

What remained in place, pierced through, was merely an afterimage of Jiang Ming moving at high speed!
With the gift of a stellar body, Jiang Ming's sensitivity to temperature is outrageous.

The temperature fluctuations generated when the laser guns focused their energy and fired were as easily discernible to Jiang Ming as nine suns.

Instead, the scorching heat emitted by the laser gun was quickly absorbed by Jiang Ming's stellar body.

The golden flames grew even whiter!

Under Jiang Ming's single strike, the number of casualties among the tens of thousands of stellar-level martial artists in the army was actually not large, but it caused a terrifying chain reaction.

Some people have started to flee!

(End of this chapter)