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

This event instantly overshadowed all entertainment news and sporting events, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, with ripples spreading faster than light.

However, doubts quickly arose, with the majority questioning the authenticity of the story.

"Is this fake? Who is Blue Eyes? He's one of the five-colored eyes in the Milky Way. There are no more than five people in the entire universe who can beat him. You can't even see his face clearly in this video. Any special effects team could make that."

"I agree with the comment above. With the picture quality so blurry, I'd believe you if you said it was a ghost."

"Exactly, making a video these days isn't a piece of cake."

But soon, some strange things started to appear at the scene.

Some of the more detail-oriented people added video clips from other angles, including different perspectives of the Galaxy Eye fleet being annihilated by the metal storm, a slow-motion close-up of the Blue Eye sonic shield being pierced by a punch, and even a side view captured by a passing merchant ship's onboard surveillance.

The authenticity of the video was only widely recognized after cross-verification from multiple independent sources.

It's completely confirmed to be true.

The video is real.

Blue Eyes was indeed defeated and fled with half of his body broken.

The comments that were initially clamoring about the fabrication were gradually drowned out by the overwhelming discussion, and were replaced by a massive amount of praise and cheers.

The speed of transmission is increasing exponentially.

As Dizhi Cigar watched the view count on the screen jump wildly and his account balance soar from three digits to nine digits, he started dancing wildly in the room.

The dance moves were like being electrocuted; they were both crazy and eccentric.

"Yay! I'm going to be a billionaire now, I can finally reveal my true colors!"

"To hell with this garbage job and this idiotic boss! I'm free now!" He took out a bottle of his treasured champagne from the box, flicked the cork off with his thumb, and sprayed foam all over the floor.

The champagne had just been opened when a few lines of cold, impersonal notifications suddenly popped up on the video screen.

"The video has been removed for violating platform rules."

Your account has been permanently banned for posting inappropriate content.

He sprayed the champagne he was holding in his mouth all over the screen and his face.

Immediately after refreshing the personal account page, the balance number that was just jumping wildly turned into a glaring zero, and all the earnings from the videos were frozen by the system.

"Holy crap! GalaxyEye moved so fast!"

The man with the cigar-shaped cigarette on his face went from ecstatic to deathly pale in just a few seconds: "No, I have to get out of here right now. If Galaxy Eye can block my account, they can also track my IP address. If they find out where I am, I'm done for."

He piloted the spaceship and sped away.

However, although the video was taken down, the internet has a long memory.

Countless netizens had already saved the complete version before the video was deleted. As soon as the official version was taken down, countless copies sprang up again in every corner like mushrooms after rain.

Major social media platforms, interstellar forums, and encrypted groups have all become secondary dissemination platforms for the video.

For every account deleted by Galaxy Eye, ten more appear; for every ten deleted, a hundred appear; for every hundred banned accounts, a thousand new accounts register and continue to forward the content.

As the saying goes, "One whale falls and all things come to life," and the same is true for videos.

In the boundless universe, countless planets have suffered persecution at the hands of the Galactic Eye. The survivors on those planets, the refugees whose homes were taken away by the Galactic Eye, and the lower classes who dared not speak out under the rule of the Galactic Eye have accumulated fear and anger for far too long.

They knew that the Galaxy Eye was powerful and that they were powerless to resist, so they could only suppress their hatred.

Now, seeing Galaxy Eye, one of the once arrogant Five-Colored Eyes, beaten like a fleeing wild dog, those long-suppressed emotions finally found an outlet.

"Serves you right."

"Finally, someone can deal with them."

"Who is this person? I owe him my life, even though he doesn't know me."

"Even the Milky Way Eye has its day."

"That punch was fucking satisfying."

"Brothers, share this! Don't let it get blocked!"

Not only ordinary netizens, but also some small and medium-sized forces that have had friction with Galaxy Eye have begun to secretly fuel the flames.

Overnight, the video of Blue Eyes being brutally beaten spread throughout the universe, and almost everyone was asking the same question.

"Who exactly is that guy who punched the blue-eyed guy so hard he blew his eyes out?"

Unfortunately, Ye Han used the Snake Talisman at that time, and his body became semi-transparent.

The six fragments' invisibility ability isn't perfect; they can't completely disappear into thin air, but that's enough.

The facial features were blurred, and the edges of the body were indistinct; in that pitch-black environment, it was impossible to see the face at all.

One of the main characters in the video, Blue Eye, has now returned to the Galaxy Eye headquarters.

The headquarters of GalaxyEye is located on a dark star whose coordinates are not publicly disclosed.

He lay on a semi-reclined treatment chair, his upper body naked, revealing his torso and shoulders wrapped in layers of bandages.

The damage from that devastating punch nearly killed him.

Fortunately, he received treatment and was saved in time.

The lower body was replaced with mechanical limbs, starting from the hips and covered with a layer of highly biomimetic soft skin.

It looks exactly like a real leg from the outside, with smooth and natural muscle lines, and even the curvature of the toes is made to look exactly like a real foot, but the inside is a purely mechanical structure.

The Galaxy Eye's technology is already several levels ahead of the rest of the universe, and it has a wide range of research interests. Creating a lifelike prosthetic limb is not a difficult task for them.

He stepped barefoot onto the cold floor of the medical pod, about to stand up and take a few steps to get used to it, when his phone, which was on the bedside table, started ringing.

Pick up the phone, and a holographic image is projected onto the screen.

A face with white eyes appeared in the air, with side-swept bangs on its forehead and a scarf wrapped around its chin:

"Siegfried, you've disgraced the entire Galaxy Eye. You've become a laughingstock of the universe, unable to even handle a mere brat. And not only that, someone recorded it. Now the whole universe is watching the Galaxy Eye's spectacle. How do you plan to clean up this mess?" White Eye's tone was icy.

Blue Eyes was already furious, and the overwhelming comments and reposts online had reached a point where he could no longer ignore them.

They had already ordered people to clean up the videos, but those videos were like weeds, growing back after being cut down, and they just kept coming back. They couldn't clean them up no matter what they did, so they had to give up in the end.

Rolling eyes at him was like salt rubbed into a newly scabbed wound, igniting a fire in his chest: "Mosa, you came to me just to talk about this? Then get lost."

He made a move to hang up, his voice, rolling his eyes, softening its mocking tone: "Alright, let's leave it at that for now. The Jupiter storm, Famila, is about to begin. I want to ask you, has your subordinate, Kra, found the Devil's Footprints?"

Blue Eyes' anger subsided slightly: "Not yet, but we've found a clue on a girl named Dia. She'll bring it back soon and prevent the Devil's Footprint coordinates from being activated again."

"Yayaro's matter is ruined, but you'd better follow up on this carefully. By the way, have you found out the identity of the person who defeated you?"