Deep Crimson

A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version.

This was the worst of times.

Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized.

It was also the best of times.

All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master.

While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity.

As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi.

When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos.

"People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'

Bodies lay dead on the ground, and painless monsters burned silently like a bonfire, their eyes reflecting the figure of the invaders until death took them.


The flames flickered wildly in the storm and blizzard, shining brightly.


They danced madly like the Vermilion Bird from myths.


To save trouble, helicopters simply scattered white phosphorus bombs into the crowd. Pale fireworks continuously burst in the air, with the fiery white powder woven by the wind and snow, falling onto the bodies of the Biochemists and Civilians at the Greening Base, sticking to their flesh and burning relentlessly.


As the toxic air spread, people became more and more delirious. Only the agony that pierced their marrow made them drop to their knees in despair, constantly embracing the raging snowstorm. The People of Sky Ring were even too lazy to waste a single bullet, enjoying their death.


"Snowstorm fireworks and wind, how light it is to dance with the sword, never to meet in this world."


134. Brave Niuniu, not afraid of difficulties