On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

Rather than facing a completely unknown new opponent, it's better to keep an eye on someone whose main soul is already held and who can't cause any trouble.

At least I drove the nail in myself, so I know it inside and out and feel safe using it.

Of all these hundreds of exes, only Purple Eyes stayed the longest.

She has been sitting in the position of the five-colored eyes for nearly ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years—this time span alone is enough to explain a lot.

His strength far surpasses that of other hard-working individuals, and his loyalty to the mastermind is impeccable.

There's no need to think that far ahead right now.

Ye Han pulled himself out of his thoughts and took one last look at the empty underground cavity.

Queen Aiva and Arden traveled to other planets to rebuild civilization, and the Eye of the Galaxy returned, for there was nothing left for them to cherish.

Ye Han returned to Ganymede.

This planet is far from peaceful. We dealt with the Galaxy Eye fleet and captured all the Thumbtack members.

Red-Eye arrived at the main arena aboard a spaceship, bringing the two of them with him.

It can be said that one wave subsides only for another to rise.

In the center of the arena, two groups of people stood facing each other.

One group consisted of McDonald, Hama, and the gray-haired girl; the other group naturally included Red-Eyes, Gunpla, and Oak.

Red-Eyed stood opposite them, his posture nonchalant: "Shadow Vine is a parasitic energy, its fate intertwined with that of its host. Before devouring the host's consciousness, it enhances the host's power."

"Only in this way can you escape the pursuit of the Galaxy Eye. Without the protection of the Shadow Technique, your fate as the son of the Red Devil in the universe is destined to be death."

McDonald glanced at the mark on his arm; the thin black lines had spread to his neck and were climbing up his chin.

It won't be long before it takes over the head.

But his eyes remained clear: "Why are you telling me all this? Would someone with Galaxy Eyes be so kind?"

Red-eyed and unconcerned.

Seemingly anticipating McDonald's reaction, he continued, "While the Shadow Technique cannot be eradicated, I can prevent you from being transformed into a shadow, ensuring your consciousness is not devoured, thus allowing you to forever receive this power."

"In contrast, my request is very simple: you have Cynthia's blood flowing through your veins, and we need your power."

"Join us, and you can become even stronger, stronger than your father was."

McDonald stood there, his voice unwavering: "I already have my own partners, and I'm not joining your Galaxy Eyes. I always keep my promises. What kind of promise is it if I go back on my word? Going to the Rainbow Sea with my partners is more important than anything else."

"With these two helpers by your side, you'll never find the Rainbow Sea, even if you die. The Devil's Footprints aren't as simple as you imagine; the dangers there are far beyond what you can overcome with just enthusiasm and camaraderie."

McDonald said firmly, "Whether we find it or not is none of your business. Besides, the Rainbow Sea I'm looking for is only where we go with our friends."

Anyone familiar with McDonald knows that every word he says is the truth.

Once a decision is made, there will be no going back, and no change will be made.

Even if there are devilish footprints ahead, even if the Shadow Spell is slowly eroding his shadow, even if the destination may not exist at all, he will only keep walking in that direction until he can no longer walk.

Standing behind Red Eyes, Gang Dun let out a cold laugh after hearing McDonald's words.

"Just as childish as that Merlin. No wonder he's his son; even his tone of voice is exactly the same. In this respect, he's just like his father—stubborn and inflexible."

Oak carried the thunder hammer with a lazy posture.

Having searched for rainbow stones on Rift Star for many years, I've long been accustomed to a carefree life.

A while ago, Purple Eyes suddenly returned and summoned Oak back.

Those days, filled with nothing but missions, were excruciating. In the end, I almost faced retribution because I failed to complete a mission.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and, seeing the situation was dire, boarded the Red-Eye's ship; otherwise, he would have been dead long ago.

Oak shook his head, banishing those unpleasant memories from his mind, and muttered, "I really don't understand why these people are so obsessed with the Rainbow Sea. Merlin could have made a name for himself in the universe back then. With his abilities, he could have easily become a top power even if he had started his own business."

"But they insisted on going to that godforsaken place, and in the end, they didn't even leave a trace. Whether the Rainbow Sea is real or not, no one knows to this day."

"On another note, it was Merlin who first brought up the Rainbow Sea issue."

Redeye issued his final ultimatum: "McDonald, I'm asking you one last time. Join us, or refuse?"

The answer remained unchanged: rejection.

Red Eyes lowered his eyes slightly: "Then, I will grant your wish."

He raised his right hand, and a wisp of black flame ignited at his fingertips.

The flame had no temperature and emitted no heat, but everyone who saw it felt terrified at the same moment.

With a flick of his wrist, the black flame flew from his fingertips toward McDonald.

The flames left a long black trail in the air, not fast, but with an inescapable sense of lock-on.

McDonald tried to dodge to the side, but the parasitic energy of the Shadow Mantra within him resonated with the wisp of black fire, causing his body to stiffen for a moment.

In that brief pause, the black fire precisely pierced his body.

A vortex of flames suddenly appeared out of nowhere, obscuring McDonald's view.

Hama exclaimed, "McDonald!"

He immediately flapped his wings, and gunpowder feathers poured down from his wings like a torrential rain. Dense black feather blades wove a vast net of fire in the air, sweeping towards Red Eyes.

Gangdun waited for his opportunity to strike.

He stood in front of the red-eyed man, his arm covered in green light reaching out, fingers spread, an invisible force field emanating from his palm.

All the gunpowder feathers that were aimed at Red Eye suddenly changed their trajectory when they were half a meter in front of him, as if they were being pulled by an invisible force, and all of them gathered in his palm.

He held that large clump of dense feathers firmly in his hand and then squeezed it tightly.

boom!

The feathers exploded simultaneously in his palm, but the flames and shockwaves from the explosions were firmly locked within a fist-sized spherical space by the green light in his palm, without even a trace of aftershock leaking out.

When he opened his palm, it was completely unharmed.

"Seeing your comrade in danger and still daring to fight back, aren't you afraid of dying?" Gang Dun's hoarse voice rang out.

Hama leaped down from the sky: "Red-eyed, come at me if you dare! What's the point of messing with a kid!"

Knowing he was no match for them, Hama still tried to attract Red Eyes' attention in order to give McDonald a chance to survive.

But Red Eyes didn't take Hama seriously at all.

Continue watching McDonald being consumed by the black flames, waiting for the Shadow Spell to complete its final devouring.

McDonald then became a mindless shadow.

Unable to get help from McDonald himself, having his shadow man was better than nothing.

Red Eyes convinced himself of this.