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In the villa's living room, the muffled heartbeats continued.

"Thump..."

"Thump..."

Like a giant beast sleeping deep in the universe, every heartbeat shakes the foundations of reality.

Li Haotian leaned back leisurely on the sofa, holding a bag of unfinished potato chips in his hand.

Su Wan and Liu Hu, who were beside him, had no time or leisure to enjoy such things.

"Boss, the light..."

Su Wan pointed to the expensive crystal chandelier above her head, its light flickering at a frequency visible to the naked eye, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if it were about to stop breathing at any moment.

"It's normal. The power is a bit too high, and the voltage is unstable." Li Haotian grabbed a potato chip and crunched it.

"I'll complain to the property management later. The power supply facilities in this area are too old and not worthy of our distinguished residents of Yunding No. 1."

He spoke of it casually.

At the same time, the power grid in the wealthy district of Donghai City was thrown into chaos.

At the Donghai City Power Dispatch Center, the telephones rang incessantly.

"Hello! Is this the Chengnan Substation? There's a voltage anomaly in the Yundingshan area! It dropped by 30% in an instant!"

"What could be the cause? We can't figure it out! All device readings are normal!"

"Send the repair team over there! Quickly!"

A dispatcher wearing glasses stared at the frantically flashing red alert on the screen, sweat beading on his forehead.

"That's weird. It feels like... someone is using all the electricity in our district to charge a giant rice cooker."

……

Yunding Mountain, in the dense forest at its foot.

A dark shadow, almost blending into the night, silently passed through the treetops and landed without making a sound.

He raised his head and looked at the villa on the mountaintop shrouded in independent thunderclouds, a confident smile curving his lips.

His name is Ghost Shadow, the top scout in Kyushu.

"Central hub, Ghost Shadow has arrived at the outer perimeter of the target area," he whispered into the miniature communicator.

"The villa is shrouded in an unknown force field, rendering conventional optical observations ineffective."

A calm voice came through the communicator: "Your mission is to infiltrate, ascertain the nature of the force field and the target's movements, and avoid alerting them."

"clear."

Ghost pressed a button, his combat suit rippled, and he vanished into thin air in an instant.

Optical camouflage activated.

In his eyes, the security system around the villa was practically non-existent.

Like a gust of wind, he easily bypassed all possible blind spots in the surveillance and stepped into the villa estate.

The first step was to step onto the soft grass, and it felt normal.

He continued forward, following the garden path, toward the main building of the villa.

After walking about a hundred meters, he stopped and looked up at the window on the second floor of the villa.

Great, the distance is close enough.

He turned around, preparing to go around to the other side of the villa to find a sneak entry point.

But the moment he turned around, he froze.

What lay before him was not the side wall of the villa, but the starting point of the garden path he had just walked along, marked by a sign that read "Caution: Slippery Road".

"..."

The ghostly figure frowned.

Did we go the wrong way?

impossible.

He glanced at the tactical compass on his wrist; the needle was pointing north as usual.

He took another step, this time deliberately slowing down, making sure he remembered every step.

Proceed in a straight line for fifty meters.

Turn right, 30 meters.

He stopped.

In front of me was still that "Caution: Slippery Road" sign.

Cold sweat began to seep from the ghostly figure's back.

He looked down at the tactical compass, where the magnetic needle, as if drunk, began to spin wildly.

"Central hub, I'm in trouble." His voice was no longer as calm as before.

"There's something wrong with the space here... It's like being trapped in a maze."

Over the communicator, Indra's voice also grew serious: "An array? Or spatial folding technology?"

"have no idea!"

Ghost gritted his teeth, refusing to believe it, and pulled out a specially made flashbang from his waist, throwing it forcefully forward.

The flashbang drew an arc in the air.

Then, to his horror, the flashbang flew behind him and landed at his feet.

"Grass!"

The ghostly figure jumped back in fright and instinctively closed its eyes.

The expected bright light and loud noise did not come.

The flashbang failed to fire.

An unprecedented fear began to spread from the bottom of my heart.

Just then.

"Buzz—"

A scream that defied description exploded deep within his mind.

There was no sound, yet it was more terrifying than any sound.

Countless chaotic and distorted images flashed before his eyes.

A jet-black carapace, claws dripping with acid, a tail blade that tears through the stars, and those icy eyes that look down upon all living beings like a silver abyss.

"Ugh..."

Ghost felt like his head was about to split open. He clutched his head and collapsed to his knees in agony.

His proud A-level mental resistance was as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of this will.

The SAN value is dropping drastically.

Just when he was about to be overwhelmed by this torrent of spirit.

That terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared again.

The world returned to silence.

The ghostly figure was panting heavily, its entire body drenched in cold sweat.

He raised his head, trembling, and looked down at the second floor of the villa.

A blurry figure appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, seemingly out of nowhere.

The figure held a glass of what appeared to be red wine and, from a distance of several dozen meters, gently raised it in his direction.

It's like a greeting.

The figure did not speak.

But a cold, emotionless word, like a branding iron, was deeply imprinted on the soul of the ghost.

"roll."

The ghost's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He felt like an ant that had accidentally wandered into the territory of a god, who didn't even bother to step on him, but just impatiently blew on him.

That's contempt.

It is an absolute, unquestionable contempt from a higher level of life.

"Thump."

The ghost could no longer hold on. It plopped down on the ground and, using its hands and feet, scrambled and crawled away in the direction it had come from.

The optical camouflage had long since failed, and all he wanted now was to get as far away from this godforsaken place as possible.

……

The dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

The ghostly figure tumbled and crawled out, crashing headfirst into a teammate.

"Ghost! What's wrong with you?"

Indra helped him up and found that he was trembling all over and his face was as pale as paper.

"Captain..." Ghost Shadow grabbed Di Shitian's arm, his voice trembling.

"Restricted area! That's an absolute restricted area!"

"The laws of physics break down there! He...he knew I was coming! He knew from the very beginning!"

Seeing his most capable subordinate looking so dejected, Di Shitian fell silent.

He looked up at the quiet villa on the mountaintop, his gaze becoming more solemn than ever before.

He knew that his assessment of that "alien" might have to be completely scrapped and started all over again.

……

Living room of Genting Villa No. 1.

Li Haotian put down his Coke and burped.

"Finally, some peace and quiet."

Seeing her boss's expression, Su Wan cautiously asked, "Boss, just now... someone broke in?"

"It was just a fly, I've already chased it away." Li Haotian waved his hand.

He turned his gaze back to the dark gold thermos on the coffee table.

Just then.

"Click..."

A very crisp sound, like an eggshell cracking, came from inside the container.

Li Haotian's eyes lit up instantly.

Su Wan and Liu Hu nervously joined in.

Inside the container, the fist-sized, purple crystal that resembled a compressed star—the Heart of the Void—had developed a fine crack on its surface.

Then came the second, the third...

The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Finally, with a soft sound, the entire crystal shattered and melted completely.

It transformed into a fist-sized mass of silver liquid that constantly wriggled and changed shape.

The liquid seemed to possess a life of its own, flowing at the bottom of the container and exuding a breathtaking beauty that emanated from a higher dimension.

It seems to be searching for something.

The next second, the ball of silver liquid suddenly stretched upwards, beginning to outline a blurry, ferocious yet luxurious silhouette.

A real-life empress is about to be born.