Every mber from every race was silent. This was an unprecedented battle in the history of the universe.
A normal planetary realm powerhouse could get only 1 Earth-level power if he didn’t take so serious power-boosting treasures, and a normal black hole realm at level 9 would get the power of a Black Hole.
[1 Black Hole= 1.665×10^12 Earth]
So it was like a mortal and a god—no comparison at all.
Even if the planetary realm person was a supre genius, there was no way he could get power past 50 Suns. That was an existential rule. That’s why cultivation ca into existence in the first place—to evolve the level of life.
But today, sohow, a mber of the primordial human race did the unthinkable. He not only defeated the black hole realm vampire when he was in the planetary realm, he utterly obliterated him into cosmic particles with a single swing of his sword.
No one could fathom what happened. Not even the supres. They thought Ethan might have so powerful trump card which he was going to use in the battle. That was the very reason Victor allowed this battle to happen, even after knowing he was going to lose a black hole realm mber from his race.
Every common sense beca a joke when it ca to Ethan.
But it was Ethan we were talking about. He was an anomaly—his whole existence was so kind of mockery to all level of life form.
Ethan sighed and vanished from the battlefield. He was going to sleep tonight; there was a tournant tomorrow.
But what he didn’t know was that his so-called "rivals" were all shaking to their very core now.
They fell into despair. They thought they had caught up with him after finishing the highest trial of their race, getting the highest-level bloodline and all.
Even Lucien, the regressor and the leader of the the Generation of Chaos, was shaking.
Everything changed. There was no way soone like Ethan existed in his previous life. If there had been, history itself would have changed.
Ethan was an anomaly who didn’t exist in the past, future, or even in the line of fate—or in any spaceti.
Ethan was Ethan. A single unique entity.
Now ca the question—would Ethan join the tournant tomorrow? Then what would they do? Play the violin for him so he could enter in a grand manner? There was no way they would be able to fight that monster.
A eting should occur. After all, the final reward was an Origin Artifact. If Ethan joined, they might as well give it to the primordial human race—no need for a tournant for show.
[Ergency! Rafael wants to have a eting with Freya]
[Ergency! Selene wants to have a eting with Freya]
[Ergency! Shenron wants to have a eting with Freya]
[Ergency! Protheus wants to have a eting with Freya]
All four AIs imdiately contacted Freya for an ergency eting. There was no way the other four sovereign races would allow a monster like Ethan to participate in the tournant.
[Ergency eting is now comncing with Rafael, Selene, Shenron, and Protheus]
The five artificial intelligences of the five sovereign races entered into a fierce debate.
Ethan, now in his room, called Po.
Po erged in front of him.
"What’s up, boss?" Po asked.
"Po, I think the five sovereign races will soon hold a eting to decide if I will be allowed tomorrow or not. Can you tell if anything has started yet?" Ethan said calmly.
Po closed his eyes, and ten seconds later,he said,
"Boss, you’re right. Those five brats are in a fierce debate right now. Do you want to see it?"
"Sure."
Then Po showed him the debate scene of the five AIs.
They were now in their true forms in a virtual space.
Freya was a beautiful woman clad in white.
Rafael was a twelve-winged angel who was radiating light.
Selene was also a beautiful woman clad in black.
Shenron was a dragon.
Protheus was a titan.
The content of the debate was very simple.
"That monster cannot join the tournant."
It was the demand of those four artificial intelligences as well as their races.
But Freya smirked in a proud manner,
"Huh, what kind of crap are you guys talking about? Ethan Hunt is the youngest mber of the Generation of Chaos and also the uncrowned leader.
What right do you have to say he cannot participate? Then is it the tournant among this generation or the tournant among so diocre children who can only cry if they cannot get sothing they want?"
Ethan was impressed. Queen Freya was really good at debate.
But Rafael said, "He is not so youngest mber. That damn monster is a fucking anomaly. He can’t participate, that’s all."
It was so weird to see the angel, a holy being, cursing so loudly.
Selene also said, "In this matter, I am in agreent with this bird—I an, Rafael."
Ethan couldn’t help but sigh. These AIs were just like so bickering children.
Then suddenly, the five heard a voice.
Instantly, they were mortified. This was a eting among the highest-order AIs of the five sovereign races. How could soone interfere here? What was going on?
Then they saw a fat panda appear in that virtual space.
Horrendous pressure engulfed the five AIs instantly.
Po was on a whole different league than them.
They felt horrified. Who was this AI? How could such a powerful AI exist and they didn’t know anything? They needed to let the supres know at this instant.
But to their despair, they couldn’t leave the space or even contact the outside. The eting space was locked.
Po was like a Tier 8 existence, whereas they were like Tier 7. So it was like Po was bullying so children.
Po scratched his butt and said,
"Listen, you brats. My master, Ethan Hunt, said he would only use a clone which had 1% of his strength. Do you think you still need to debate over this matter?"
"What did you say? You are Ethan Hunt’s AI?" all five AIs asked at the sa ti.
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