Cosmic Professional Gladiator

In the distant Hellion territory, a sorry-looking Hellion team returned in a spaceship. There were 19 Origin lifeforms when they set off, but there were only 12 left when they returned. Most importantly, even the Lv. 10 captain, Tesayu, had died in battle.

Under the heavy envelopment of the seven mysterious spacetime layers was a huge continental world. The land was more than ten million kilometers in diameter.

Whoosh!

The spaceship brought the 12 Hellion Origin lifeforms through layers of spacetime and finally landed on this continental world.

"Great Sovereign Moyou."

In a beautiful palace, the 12 Hellion Origin lifeforms bowed respectfully to the throne where Sovereign Moyou was seated.

"Just the 12 of you returned?" Sovereign Moyou was tall and thin. He wore a dark-red cloak and looked down coldly.

His jade-green eyes caused space in the hall to ripple. Amidst the ripples, the 12 Hellion Origin lifeforms felt as if they had fallen into a nightmare. They had to rely on their powerful mental strength to stabilize their minds.

"Great Sovereign Moyou, it's true that only the 12 of us returned alive. We lost the signals of Captain and the others; it's likely they've died in battle," a Hellion said respectfully. "We only managed to carry out two waves of plundering. We lost three companions in the first wave, and four in the second, including Captain. We immediately returned due to the massive losses."

"From the looks of it…" Sovereign Moyou's sharp fingers tapped the armrest gently, and the sound of the tapping seemed to smash into the souls of the 12 Hellions. "You didn't gain much."

The 12 Hellions didn't dare utter a word.

Sovereign Moyou… was one of the ten Hellion Sovereigns! Not only had his individual strength reached the peak of Lv. 10, but he had also fused a high-dimensional item into his body, elevating him to the ranks of top ten Hellion Sovereigns.

For the Hellions, one was a Sovereign after reaching Lv. 10.

With more than 10,000 Sovereigns, it was obvious how difficult it was to be ranked in the top ten. The ten Hellion Sovereigns… were either legendary cosmic existences or possessed power that originated from high-dimensional space. All of them had unimaginable destructive power.

"Seven died in battle." A book appeared in front of Sovereign Moyou. He flipped open a page with his sharp fingers, and the page displayed the contributions of some of the Origin lifeforms he managed. "Sovereign Tesayu has made enough contributions. When the Paramount returns, he will definitely revive him! As for the other six… Only Overlord Congfeng reached 60% of the required contributions. He's still considered young. I'll help submit the application, but whether he can obtain a chance of resurrection will depend on his luck."

"Thank you, Sovereign Moyou," the 12 Hellions said respectfully.

According to the rules, as long as one made enough contributions, they would be revived after their deaths.

Without enough contributions? The probability of being revived was very low.

Paramount existences were high-dimensional lifeforms, and they all had revival abilities. However, resurrection also required a certain price. One either had to contribute enough or be considered valuable by the Paramount to have a chance of being revived. Otherwise, their deaths would be permanent.

"You are dismissed." Moyou waved his hand.

The 12 Hellions bowed respectfully and left.

Sovereign Moyou was left alone on his throne as he thought to himself, The plundering of Ansu Star Alliance failed. From the looks of it, the Ansu Star Alliance probably has a powerhouse who's good at intercepting.

According to the intelligence about the 510 star alliances in the three cosmic sectors, there are about 8 to 10 powerhouses who are good at interception. The humans are indeed impressive. Most powerful lifeforms are deployed to fend against the Void Celestials, yet just a small portion of their strength is enough to put such pressure on us Hellions. Sovereign Moyou sighed with emotion.

To the human race… The most threatening neighboring alien species were the Void Celestials.

However, the Hellions and Void Celestials didn't share a border, and there was the huge human territory between them. Therefore, the Hellions enjoyed a relatively relaxed external environment; their greatest adversary… was the human race.

The Hellions could mobilize most of their strength to target humans, but humans just needed to mobilize a small amount of strength to deal with them! Even so, the Hellions didn't have much of an advantage. Although they took the initiative to plunder, the loss of Origin lifeforms… was greater than that of humans.

Huh? Sovereign Moyou frowned slightly in pain. Ripples suddenly erupted from his jade-green eyes, causing the surrounding hall to ripple violently.

Amidst the intense ripples, terrifying monsters roared as they attempted to charge out of the illusory ripples.

It's been so many years, but I haven't been able to completely control it. The latter recovered, and the surrounding ripples stabilized. The roaring monsters were suppressed again.

But it's also my greatest hope of becoming a high-dimensional lifeform. Moyou closed his eyes and carefully studied them. He could now use the power of these high-dimensional eyes, but he still carried a burden at all times.

Occasionally, he would even pry into the 'history' that these eyes had witnessed. It was torturous for him every time, but every time he experienced it, he became stronger.

I wonder if I have a chance to take that step and become a higher-dimension lifeform before I die. The latter looked forward to it.

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Planet Jishui.

A guest came to Xu Jingming's residence.

"Lord Wu Ming." A gray-robed man came to visit and smiled. "I was ordered by the Primordial Research Institute to be in charge of receiving the spoils of war."

"Have a seat."