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'

Under the enhancement of his overpowering Charm, Li Aozi's words, like chisels, were firmly carved into Vick's heart.


Compared to the aggression in Li Aozi's words, Vick was more afraid of Li Aozi's imposing figure and his fierce demeanor.


In his previous life, not to mention, in this life, Li Aozi had emerged from the mountains of corpses and the seas of blood in Azure Star. Even his casually swung fists seemed to carry a malevolent aura with the wind pressure they stirred.


"It seems that you want to be thrown off the Flying Carpet from a height of 70 meters, fall onto the ground without a Magic protection net, watch your intestines and brain matter turn into a mushy mess, and then watch as stray dogs pass by, eat it, digest it, and excrete it out, turning it into filthy filth—you think everything is meaningless, so even this is acceptable to you, right?"


Li Aozi spoke lightly. Vick immediately could not maintain his composure:


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