The current Titan Gene Chain had completely changed its appearance. The Golden Liquid inside had beco even more crystalline, and occasionally flowed with red light, mixed with so gray ashes, looking sowhat bizarre.
Li Yu held it in his hand and casually shook it. The liquid flowed, refracting a magnificent light.
[Ash Titan Gene Chain: Forged with the Ash Stone and the Flawed Titan Gene Chain as the main body, assisted by Chaos Power.
After fusion, you can obtain—
Power of Ash
The Braver the Battle]
[Power of Ash—The fallen supre Titan possesses unrivaled power, which can cause unhealable damage to Ordinary Lifeforms.]
[The Braver the Battle—As the battle duration increases, the Royal Blood Titan genes in your body will awaken, continuously enhancing your combat power until the end.]
Li Yu's eyes flickered as he looked at the System description. [Ash Titan Gene Chain], both of these abilities were very powerful, capable of significantly enhancing his combat power. His Gamble was not in vain.
It was just that he was even more curious about the detailed information of the Ash Stone and the Flawed Titan Gene Chain.
Subsequently, he focused his attention on these two terms, and unexpectedly, specific explanations really popped up.
[Ash Stone: Only when a very powerful Titan dies will this special item be born. It is one of the materials used to forge Titan Artifacts.]
Li Yu was sowhat surprised. So this thing was actually one of the materials to forge Titan Artifacts.
Moreover, not every Titan would give birth to this thing upon death.
Back then, due to the Death Tide, Digor couldn't easily take action, but he also surpassed conventional lifeforms and beca a Super Lifeform.
Although Titans were powerful, it was impossible for them to casually beco a Super Lifeform upon reaching adulthood. Even among Titans, a Super Lifeform was extrely powerful.
At the sa ti, this also gave Li Yu a more intuitive understanding of the power of Titan Artifacts.
After all, the [Ash Stone] was rely one of the materials to forge Titan Artifacts.
After pondering for a mont, he looked at another description.
[Flawed Titan Gene Chain: A Gene Chain from a Royal Blood Titan. It possesses the powerful traits of a Titan, but also has an indelible flaw.
The genetic traits of the Titan have been locked on by the Annihilation Device. To master this powerful Strength, one must inevitably face the corresponding risks.]
As expected, in front of the System, any unknown would have nowhere to hide.
Fusing the Titan Gene Chain would face the risk of being locked on by the Annihilation Device.
It was just that the [Ash Titan Gene Chain] didn't have this kind of description, which ant the Annihilation Device couldn't lock onto Li Yu, posing no risk.
"I don't know if the Ash Stone erased this influence, or if it was the Chaos Power..." Li Yu muttered twice, but still leaned towards the latter.
Storing the Gene Chain away, he had forged this tube of Gene Chain, so regarding his next choice, he also no longer hesitated.
That was to let this forged Titan Gene Chain serve as his fourth Gene Chain.
As for Uncle Galactus... it should still be used as a mounted Gene Chain for the [Life Codex].
Mounted Gene Chains didn't need to be developed; their Strength was fixed from the beginning. However, all Li Yu needed was just its abilities anyway.
Only, he still needed to wait for so ti. Peyton and the others were still intensely modulating Galactus's Gene Chain, and had not succeeded yet.
………
"One hundred million Star Coins!"
"Old Monkey, are you making an Exorbitant Demand!?" The other party was a Beastkin, a Tiger-person from Borosia: "Do you think anyone in the Black Market can afford this price?"
Beastkins didn't have a high status in the Interstellar. Most mingled at the bottom, engaging in shady businesses like scavengers and Marauders.
His eyes were gloomy, and his sharp claws carved several scratch marks on the tal Table, making a piercing screeching sound.
This was an Interstellar Black Market, located in a rather prosperous Comrcial Star System.
This kind of Comrcial Star System was generally located on key traffic routes. Not only favored by rchant associations, but also liked by figures engaging in grey industries.
After all, no one would travel a long distance to so Remote Star System to trade.
They sat in a Private Booth. Through the gap, they could see the vast hall outside, where various species flowed.
Slaves from various planets were locked in iron Cages, available for selection and even sold on the spot.
Opposite him, Old Tree Monkey chuckled. Unnervous, he said leisurely: "You must know, this is sothing we painstakingly brought back from a lost Civilization Ruins. We experienced great danger during the process."
"We even lost several Squad mbers."
Hearing the Boss say this, a few young Squad mbers in the corner couldn't help but feel a Guilty Conscience.
"Moreover, if you buy this thing, I will also provide the specific coordinates of that ruin. This is a surefire profitable deal."
"Heh..." The Tiger-person shook his head: "Who knows if what you're saying is true or false. Not to ntion things like coordinates can be turned around and sold to others."
"Go out and inquire about my monkey's reputation. If I say I sell it to one person, I will only sell it to one person." Old Monkey flew into a rage, shouting: "Buy it if you want, Scram if you don't!"
"I see you, a down-and-out tiger, can't make the call either. Go back and ask soone who can."
The Tiger-person opposite instantly glared with wide eyes, but ultimately didn't make any move. Finally, he gave a cold snort and walked out of the Private Booth.
"Boss, isn't the price too expensive..." After the Tiger-person left, soone leaned in and advised: "We didn't expend much effort anyway. I feel ten million is enough."
"My target isn't this group of struggling guys. Ten million or one hundred million makes no difference to those who are interested." Old Tree Monkey shook his head. The target he wanted wasn't this group of guys rely scraping a living in the Black Market.
He only wanted to use this high price to spread the news of this item.
He knew that so big shots were very interested in lost civilizations.
Especially for this kind of material that was extrely sturdy and could withstand scrutiny, he was even more confident.
It was just that he didn't have the channels to contact those people, so he could only use this thod to let those big shots know that there was a good item here.
"A few days ago, a few guys clearly asked about it, why is there no follow-up news?" Old Tree Monkey lowered his head, feeling sowhat anxious:
"So much ti has passed, if that giant Cage is discovered by soone else, it will be troubleso."
Right at this ti, an intense explosion sounded, accompanied by tremors. Flas instantly burst forth from the ceiling, thick tal walls collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the air, instantly stunning a large group of people in the Black Market.
However, these guys were all battle-hardened and didn't feel any panic. Instead, they excitedly touched the Weapons they carried.
"To actually dare to attack the Black Market, where did these reckless fools co from..."
"Haha... let them taste their grandpa's might..."
Various scanning Instrunts turned on, and the crowd was eager for a fight.
"What's going on?" Old Tree Monkey was taken aback, and hurriedly observed the external situation through the crack of the Private Booth.
"Poison Hunting Legion on a mission, those who don't want to die, lie down!" A muffled chanical voice ca from the smoke, instantly echoing throughout the entire Black Market hall.
"Poison Hunting Legion? The Black Net's Poison Hunting Legion?"
"Damn, why are they here?"
The crowd was slightly taken aback, and then their expressions changed. This was a famous ard force in the Interstellar, far from sothing a motley crew like them could contend with.
Of course, there were also reckless youths unafraid of death, who roared and charged into the smoke and dust, instantly losing all signs of life.
Compared to their nacing attitude just a mont ago, the remaining people instantly turned into Quails, each finding a corner and crouching down.
Accompanied by clicking sounds, a squad wearing black Armor walked out from the dust. They were tall and exuded a fierce aura, their chanical Armor almost reflective.
"Black Net, it's that Black Net, why would they appear here..." Old Tree Monkey's heart jolted, abruptly slumping to the Ground.
Black Net was the Old Ancestor of all Black Market organizations. No one understood the Black Market better than Black Net. It could even be said that most of the Black Markets in the Interstellar were supported by them from behind.
The founder of this Black Market organization didn't show up. Either he didn't receive the news, or he didn't dare to show up.
Old Tree Monkey suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked at the black tal block supported by an anti-gravity device on the table.
The other party couldn't be here for this thing, right?
Just as he finished speaking, a muffled thud sounded. The tal door of the Private Booth was directly blasted open, smashing into the wall, completely twisted.
A few Squad mbers hiding in the corner were unlucky and directly smashed into at Paste by the door. Blood splattered everywhere, eventually flowing all over the floor.
Old Tree Monkey's pupils shrank, not even having ti to wipe the blood off his face. Watching the Black-Armored n walk in, he knew his premonition had co true.
"Delis Jeto, nickna Old Tree Monkey... once served in..." The chanical voice clearly stated all of Old Tree Monkey's detailed information.
Old Tree Monkey could only nod with difficulty, acknowledging his Identity.
The other Black-Armored n had already walked up to the black tal block, carefully inspecting this tal material with detectors.
"According to the composition analysis, it is indeed Black Steel..."
They really ca for this thing.
Old Tree Monkey's mind raced, and he said in a low voice: "Lords, if you like this thing, just take it away, treat it as a token of my goodwill."
"We will naturally take this thing away, but you also have to co with us. A big shot... wants to see you..." The leading Black-Armored Man lifted Old Tree Monkey.
"Captain, the target is vibrating at a high frequency..."
A Squad mber was just about to lift the black tal block, but was abruptly startled by the warning from his Armor.
The Poison Hunting Squad instantly entered an alert stance. Old Tree Monkey was directly held at gunpoint by a blaster rifle and questioned: "What is going on here!"
"This... this... this..." Old Tree Monkey looked completely bewildered. How would he know what was going on.
However, he suddenly caught sight of the red traces on the tal block and suddenly said loudly: "Maybe... maybe it's because of the blood on it..."
While the two were talking, the vibration frequency of the black tal block grew increasingly intense, as if sothing was about to break free.
Crack!
A crack opened on the surface of the tal block, and then wisps of Black Mist perated from within.
"Activate sealed state, turn on internal circulation of the Armor, isolate external air!"
The Captain instantly issued an order, simultaneously turning on thermal scanning, staring vigilantly at the tal block.
Old Tree Monkey's face was full of terror, holding his breath. He didn't even need to use his brain to know that this Black Mist must be terrifying.
The Black Mist spread quickly... attaching to his Corporeal Form, and then burrowing into his skin like so sort of microorganism.
Before long, his pupils were covered in black veins, his body twisted, emitting incomprehensible sounds.
"Not good, the target has undergone an unknown mutation!" The Captain noticed sothing was wrong imdiately and instantly fired his Gun.
Blazing explosive energy rounds spewed out, but Old Tree Monkey dodged them directly at close range. His figure was a blur, the corners of his mouth split open into a sinister smile, and he backhanded a claw!
Clang!
Sparks flew!
Sharp black bone claws extended from his fingers, unexpectedly capable of leaving marks on the black Armor.
"Not good, the Black Mist is spreading, this place will be polluted soon. Capture a sample and evacuate as soon as possible!" The Captain issued the command.
While they could still barely contend with it, they had to evacuate as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the number of mutated creatures increased, it would be difficult for them to leave here.
They collected a sample of the Black Mist. A chanically compressed powered punch smashed onto Old Tree Monkey's chest, shattering his bones and temporarily depriving him of his mobility.
Subsequently, they walked to the table and lifted the tal block wrapped by the anti-gravity device. It was completely empty inside, as if all the Black Mist had already surged out.
In this short while, the Black Mist had already spread. The Poison Hunting Squad had no intention of preventing the leak, directly turning their heads and leaving the place.
anwhile, Old Tree Monkey, who had been smashed to the ground, twitched his nose, his eyes twisting bizarrely as he emitted incomprehensible sounds from his mouth.
However, it gradually developed towards the syllables of the Interstellar common language.
"Heh... heh... a... new... era?"
………
In a certain hidden place, a bright blue projection abruptly appeared, and spoke in a low voice to the figure seated at the head: "We have already established contact with the Abyss Institute. They are willing to provide intelligence regarding Li Yu."
"And can provide so assistance, if we intend to take action against him..." He paused, feeling sowhat awkward as he said: "...They said they could help us unify... the Other-Dinsional Camp, or the Forerunners."
"They also seem to believe that we are two factions of the sa entity. To avoid leaking information, I didn't explain too much."
"........." The figure seated at the head remained silent for a mont before saying:
"Good. Tell them that when we take action, we will call upon them. But right now, I only want to know the other party's specific intelligence."
"I do not wish to be completely ignorant about the enemy."
The projection hurriedly spoke up: "According to the intelligence they provided, the Other-Dinsional Camp is very mysterious. The High Echelon Strength the target has revealed is only the God of the Force, as well as the Death Star..."
"...No one knows where their base is. Salvation Ark has cooperated with them before, but only with Li Yu's faction..." Speaking up to here, he himself beca confused, and hurriedly corrected: "No... they have only cooperated with Li Yu."
"On the surface, they only have Li Yu active, it's just that this guy has been staying within Returning Star territory, making it hard to make a move."
"Then go figure out a way!" The figure seated at the head scolded coldly. Having been scamd by soone, he naturally couldn't turn a blind eye and had to retaliate!
"Yes!"
The projection hurriedly nodded, "I will co up with a plan as soon as possible. With him out in the open, he is a target."
"Go."
Only after receiving a response did his projection slowly dissipate.
(End of Chapter)
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