Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

“You’re angry.” She asked with a hint of curiosity. “Why are you angry? I can assure you that the experiment was controlled from beginning to end, and the global locust plague you’re worried about will not happen.”

She knew Jiang Jiu's identity.

I also know what he's worried about.

But why shouldn't we believe her guarantee? She can provide precise data and tell him the whole plan.

"But you can't guarantee that."

Jiang Jiu's voice was very soft.

He turned and met Black Tower's gaze, who looked on with amusement, as if waiting to see how this farce would end.

"I can..."

You can't.

Jiang Jiu interrupted Ruan Mei, and a sense of nihilism and destiny spread without warning.

This power was not violent, yet it sent chills down the spines of everyone who sensed it.

Black Tower stood to the side, gently tapping his scepter on the ground. A layer of pale blue light spread out, offsetting some of the erosion from the void aura.

She looked at Jiang Jiu with a hint of curiosity. She hadn't expected Jiang Jiu's reaction to be so intense. Did he not want to talk properly anymore?

Ruan Mei stroked her chin and thought for a moment.

Do you need my data?

"I don't need to see your experimental data. I only know that when you think you have everything under control, that's often when disaster begins."

Hua did not rashly attack Jiang Jiu. Instead, she blocked the influence of the power Jiang Jiu unconsciously released on those around him and signaled Fei Xiao to lead the Cloud Riders away from the area.

In this situation, having more people does not necessarily mean having more power.

After giving these instructions, she finally spoke: "Your Excellency Jiang Jiu, you personally invited Ms. Ruan Mei to come and assess the situation, and now that she has given a conclusion based on her professional judgment, you have completely rejected it."

So, what do you believe in? Or rather, what do you really want?

Jiang Jiu turned to Hua and couldn't help but chuckle. He really didn't expect anyone to bring this up now.

"Marshal, I invited her hoping to get an answer on whether the risks can be truly controlled, rather than a crazy experiment based on ideals and acting recklessly."

"What I want is absolute certainty, absolute certainty."

He took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

"The current situation is that Ms. Nguyen Mai's assurances and the target she is protecting may be in cahoots... How can I believe that?"

He looked at Nguyen Mai again and said, word by word, "Nguyen Mai, for the sake of the Black Tower, I'll give you one last choice."

"Withdraw from this plan, abandon your so-called god-making game, or else..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the ethereal aura surrounding him and the almost tangible, chilling killing intent in his eyes spoke volumes.

That was a silent warning.

If you insist on doing this, then I don't mind ending this dangerous game... prematurely, in my own way.

Nguyen Mai met his gaze silently: "Are you afraid?"

"...Is your fear due to a lack of understanding?"

She completely ignored Jiang Jiu's threats.

Jiang Jiu closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, only a trace of weariness and... determination remained in his eyes.

He got it.

Communication was ineffective.

Chapter 89 Let's Fall into Nothingness Together

He turned his head and looked at Hua.

"It seems there's nothing left for us to talk about."

The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

The fragile facade of cooperation was shattered by Jiang Jiu's own hands at this moment.

If communication is ineffective, then stop communicating; don't dwell on things that are too troublesome.

Jiang Jiu turned his head to look at the Black Tower: "Given the current situation, do you think there's any way out for this world?"

Black Tower leaned on his scepter and pondered, "If what you said is true, then I think it's probably over."

She shrugged.

From Nguyen Mai's perspective, this was perhaps the closest she ever came to the concept of life.

As a genius with an almost obsessive thirst for knowledge about the concept of life, Heta thought it would be difficult for Nguyen Mai to think about those messy things.

From Jiang Jiu's perspective...

"Ugh... this is such a mess."

She looked at Jiang Jiu and smiled slightly: "Jiang Jiu, if I were you, no one would be standing here by now."

Jiang Jiu chuckled.

Everyone there... was crazy.

Jiang Jiu turned around, and the destructive flames trapped Jing Liu and Luo Sha within them. Ruan Mei subconsciously wanted to step forward, but was blocked by the Black Tower's scepter.

"Marshal, hand over the remains of the Star God of Procreation."

The moment Jixing left his body, Hua sensed that the entire immortal ship was being rapidly swallowed up by a terrifying aura.

"If you don't hand it in, then let's all fall into nothingness together."

His lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Anyway... with the Seven Heavenly Generals of the Emperor's Bow and the entire crew of the Immortal Ship going to their deaths, I don't think I'm at a complete loss."

"Is that right, Marshal...?"

At this point, Jiang Jiu felt that there was nothing left to be angry about.

Let's set it up.

Who can beat him?

Hua's expression turned cold: "What do you want to do?"

"Isn't that what I'm doing?"

Jiang Jiu smiled softly, as if echoing his words, which only intensified the unsettling feeling.

The illusory existence gradually became tangible, the surrounding scenery faded in an instant, and the material changes became blurred and illusory little by little.

This is only a superficial phenomenon.

The important thing is the impact on "people".

Jiang Jiu held the Ji Xing in his hand and played with it, paying no attention to the messengers on the immortal ship.

He looked down at the long sword in his hand and threatened thoughtfully.

"Do I need to remind you? A moment before you try to attack me, I can reduce all of this to nothingness."

"Including you, and including me."

“It is worth mentioning that… Marshal, you don’t have much time to hesitate. Every second you hesitate, another person on the Immortal Ship will commit suicide. Every second you think, another corpse will be added to this place.”

"after all......"

"The void always attacks indiscriminately, and I can't control it."

Hei Ta looked at Jiang Jiu, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

She guessed that Jiang Jiu really dared to do it, and she also thought that he wouldn't tolerate it and would confront her directly.

But she didn't expect Jiang Jiu to go this far.

The entire celestial vessel, along with the countless living beings on it, was dragged into the threat of nothingness.

Hmm... he does have the spirit of a Void Envoy.

Ruan Mei looked at the black tower, somewhat...confused: "Aren't you...aren't you afraid?"

Black Tower shook his head.

"What's there to be afraid of? If we're really going to die, none of us here will escape. That marshal shouldn't allow such a thing to happen."

"You trust him a lot." Ruan Mei asked, puzzled. "Why?"

“Because his goal is the end,” the Black Tower replied.

The erosion of nothingness spreads rapidly.

For a moment, Nguyen Mai herself wondered why she was searching for the true meaning of life.

Even Nguyen Mai, who was protected by the Black Tower, was affected, not to mention the others.

"You...you really dare?"

Hua's voice remained calm, but beneath that calmness lay a hint of barely suppressed anger and determination.

As the Marshal of the Immortal Ship, protecting the Immortal Ship people is her top priority.

Jiang Jiu's actions have crossed an absolute red line.

Jiang Jiu stood at the center of the ever-expanding void, Ji Xing pointed diagonally at the ground, the sword blade wrapped in a faint purple beam of light, as if it could even devour light.

The sky gradually darkened.

The implications are self-evident...

His face was expressionless, a bottomless void, his purple eyes sweeping over the crowd with the indifference of a god, or perhaps, the void itself...

Someone once said...

The ethereal star god never glances at anyone, so the ethereal destiny has no messenger.

Some say that the messenger is the embodiment of the star god walking between the mortal world and the planetary gods, representing the will of the star god.