The King of Black Fog

Among the infants crawling out of the incubation chambers, only a very few grew up successfully. A full seed ship capable of birthing billions within the Huan Clan's incubation chambers, only six survived.

The General, Princess, Tina, Kert, and two others from the Life Ring starship.

Of course, these were their previous identities.

The surprisingly beautiful person in charge, stared blankly at the infant in her arms, the baby smiling sweetly and reaching out to her with a soft 'ah-ah'.

Beside her, a slender and exquisite guard, with bright features, gazed at the eyes of the infant in the responsible person's arms, widening slightly.

The Princess's expression was gloomy; that child is the offspring of the person in charge and the General.

"You, deserve death!" The Princess's white hair suddenly flew in the air, her expression stern as she looked towards the Divine Race still clad in armor.

One member of the Divine Race gladly committed suicide, while the remaining fled in panic.

After calculating for over twenty years — a rather insignificant amount of time — the reckoning of the Divine Will Great Wall arrived as the fleet of the Divine Race found the "six people."

But what the Divine Clan didn't anticipate was that this planet was very special, with an ancient Divine Tree lacking the ability to think.

The roots of this ancient Divine Tree spanned the planet. When the Huan Clan's seed ship crashed, it instinctively absorbed the blood with immense strength of the Huan Clan, and the nutrients of the incubation chamber.

As the few surviving embryos developed, the Divine Tree absorbed and assimilated these powers.

When the embryos turned into infants, sporadically blood-colored grasses began to grow on the planet.

Herbivorous animals eating the Blood Grass became plump and strong, carnivorous animals feasting on herbivores grew robust, even developing superpowers.

And when the infants crawled out of the chambers, this planet had been transformed into a paradise for the Huan Clan.

Eating grass, eating meat, burying hunted Blood Beasts at the roots of the Divine Tree, the tree bore Blood Fruit.

Blood from their clan was no longer needed; relying solely on this Divine Tree, the Huan Clan could enhance their strength and uplift their 'Formula Ring'.

Thus... this was a possibility the Divine Race had to destroy, which is why the Divine Race on this path of possibility would employ "major possibility transfer."

The transfer of possibility was merely filling out the "third preference rank for the fourth-ranked school," a precautionary measure; the true destruction method—

Every corner of the planet was filled with orange-red light, nearly blood-colored.

The Divine Race turned and looked back, witnessing a massive, menacing sea of flames rolling in the sky, covering the entire universe as far as the eye could see!

Solar Prominence!

Using intelligent systems to control the starship, causing the Constant Star to eject violently as if vomiting!

Destructive power only millions of kilometers away from the planet, diving towards the surface at 300 kilometers per second.

Escape ships were completely destroyed.

Relying on manpower, even if the Bloodthirsty Worm named "Changzhou" (the General's name in this possibility) could only escape alone, the others couldn't hope to survive the Solar Prominence sea.

And the warrior named "Changzhou" could not abandon his wife and child, destined to die here.

Thus, the Divine Tree and the barely surviving Bloodthirsty Worm would all perish here.

For the two teams of the Divine Race using "major possibility transfer" simultaneously on different possibilities, the result remained unchanged, whether killed by the General or consumed by the Solar Prominence.

But for the General, it transformed from slaughter to waiting for death.

Meanwhile, the transport ship originally abducting the incubation chamber from Sake Star, losing the main ship's traction could only advance in a sub-light speed state greater than 90% of light speed but less than light speed, needing at least another half a year to reach this sudden "puzzle piece."

Forget half a year, within just half an hour, the transport ship could complete deceleration and turning, never to return.

The mission ordered by the Marshal Team could not be completed;

The General's quest for victory would leave an eternal dark spot if he managed to survive the Solar Prominence.

In merely a few sentences, the planetary surface temperature rapidly soared from a pleasant 26 degrees Celsius to over 700.

Everything on the surface spontaneously combusted, as if another Constant Star emerged in the cosmos.

Some grass and wood burned rapidly, turning into black ash, the black ash resembling the figures of their living forms, seemingly unaware of the transformation.

Boundless flames, blackened grass and wood, a collapsing sky, everything appeared like Hell.

"Ah! Ah!"

Possessing [Divine Body], the infant nourished by the Divine Tree Fruit, its robust body turned entirely red, as though steamed at the high temperature of 700 degrees Celsius.

Amidst the roaring flames, the infant's cries sounded like the planet's lips giving a final dying wail.

The person in charge tightly embraced the child.

"Don't cry, don't cry." The blood ring glowed behind her, vibrant green grass sprouted at her feet.

The high temperature swiftly turned these lives black, new grass emerged again, engaging in a tug-of-war.

As the temperature lowered, the infant gradually stopped crying.

"Think of something." The person in charge said to the General.

Like a wife speaking to her husband.

The previously furious Princess, her blood ring glowing, took steps to go forward.

The General held her back, soothing her with his gaze.

Pinned by the General, the Princess's prominent bosom still heaved intensely, her white hair fluttering wildly in the flames, enhancing the surreal image and intensifying the direct portrayal of anger.

As the General glanced at the child in the person in charge's arms.

That's no embryo, it's a living, thinking infant, his child.

Ignoring the Divine Race attempting to escape into deep space, he retrieved the Emerald Bee Sword and casually tossed it out.

"Random Equation!" Tina and Kert exclaimed excitedly.