Global Mutation: Opening with Swallowing a Black Mamba

Chapter 479 480: Aberrant Blood Mist Attacks! The Ultimate Battle (Finale)

The blood-red mist is not a gas but rather a kind of active energy body containing devouring and twisting intent.

It charges from the boundary of the Red Moon Universe's wreckage at beyond light speed, leaving the space seemingly "gnawed" into void holes, stars dim, life dissipates, leaving traces of dead ashes.

The last images transmitted from observation satellites show the leading edge of the boundless, sticky writhing "red tide" having touched the gravitational fields of several desolate star systems at the edge of the Heaven-Fighting Universe.

The death knell silently tolls in the heart of every SSR-Tier powerhouse who senses the threat.

Gu Qijue's Nightmare Avatar sits high upon the colossal dream throne that encompasses the Holy Mark Star Cluster Alliance.

The pressure of the SSR-Tier is vast like an abyss, no longer merely majesty, but more like a cold and precise force anchor, nailed firmly onto the crumbling reality, maintaining the operation of fragile order.

Beneath him, the strong figures native to the Holy Mark Universe, such as Ming God, South Emperor, and Yao God, including the Shadow Emperor who had just forcibly returned to his body and whose aura had also elevated to the highest, all wore unprecedentedly grave expressions, even hiding an indescribable fear.

"Everyone," Gu Qijue's voice resonates through the Dream Realm Law, vibrating within the soul of each participant, "The outpost on the border of the Heaven-Fighting Universe has been confirmed as annihilated. The pollution source is crossing the final void barrier."

A thought flickers through his mind, and clear images appear in the dream space: live footage from the Heaven-Fighting Universe — once-shining star fortresses now left as remnants covered by a thin film, rapidly "dissolving" into dark red slime.

The blood mist churns, like the wave crest of a greedy ocean, roaring silently towards its next target.

"The opponent's form is bizarre, suspected to be the ultimate aggregation of the mutated Red Moon Consciousness, confirmed to have devoured the original essences of at least seven SSR-Tier Venerables."

Gu Qijue pauses, his cold gaze sweeps over the Shadow Emperor and a corner isolated by a dense spatial barrier — it's where the Mysterious Divine Master's powerful mirage projection left in the Holy Mark Universe resides, "Its grade strength far exceeds that of a singular SSR-Tier peak, and its erosion method leans more towards conceptual pollution. Ordinary low-tier life forms and even material structures hold no resistance against it."

"How to combat it?" The figure of the Dark Emperor condenses in the dream, voice hoarse yet direct, and another hidden SSR-Tier presence from the Holy Mark Universe finally reveals his form, clad in black robes, his aura as deep as an abyss or prison.

"We need to gather all SSR-Tier combat power," Gu Qijue replies, "Physical attacks are nominally effective, requiring counteraction and erasure on the level of laws. President Ling Yao and other Eternals have already laid down the 'Starfall Annihilation Array' in the Heaven-Fighting Universe, anchoring the battlefield on the frontline of blood mist intrusion — the 'Realm Abyss Corridor.' The area's spatial structure is shattered, conducive to ambush and favorable for isolating pollution spread."

He turns to the Shadow Emperor: "Shadow Emperor, your shadow translocation and erosion capabilities will be key reconnaissance forces for contacting the core." Then turns to the Dark Emperor and another Black Robe Venerable: "Your Excellencies, please assist in constructing the 'Holy Mark Barrier,' to block the pollution from spreading deeper into the Holy Mark Universe and join the main battlefield when necessary."

Finally, his gaze penetrates the spatial barrier, landing on the Mysterious Divine Master's mirage projection: "Your Excellency, your main body is already acting with the Eternal Warriors. The Red Moon Aggregation is a source of chaotic pollution; the clash of chaos may tear open its defensive gap. Please make full use of your expertise."

The projection of the Mysterious Divine Master lets out a low and neurotic laugh: "Hehe… Chaos? This Divine Master is indeed the Lord of Chaos! How could I miss this feast? My main body has long been impatient! Rest assured, my mirage will stay here, keeping an eye on certain… old friends with ulterior motives."

The last statement was pointedly directed at the Shadow Emperor.

The Shadow Emperor snorted coldly, not responding.

"Holy Mark Universe," Gu Qijue's voice rises, spreading to every corner of the dream space, "All SS-Tier and above Transcendents, enter the highest state of war readiness! Guard the barrier nodes! Other civilizations, activate the 'Ark Plan,' migrate to the preset refuge points! This is a survival war at the cosmic level, there are no bystanders!"

The dream world rumbles, countless commands transform into streams of light, merging into the consciousness of all the strong figures.

The Holy Mark Universe is instantly shrouded by the cold iron law of war.

Ming God, South Emperor, and others accept their orders and leave, with no more illusions on their faces, only the firmness of a do-or-die battle remains.

Gu Qijue's Nightmare Avatar slowly rises from the throne, purple starlight swirling in his eyes as if reflecting a galaxy about to flare.

"Depart! Target — Realm Abyss Corridor!"

Realm Abyss Corridor.

This is the wound of the Heaven-Fighting Universe, a ruinous zone ravaged by space storms for eons. At this moment, countless fragments of broken stars and space shards, by the power of President Ling Yao using the Five Elders Stone, are forcibly gathered, forming a massive circular array base — the 'Starfall Annihilation Array.'"

On the base of the array, inscribed with the supreme runes of the Spirit Race and the Holy Lion Civilization, its core is personally overseen by five Eternals: Ling Yao, Moonlight, Star, Sky, and Earth, the Five Elders Stone floating above, radiating eternal brilliance maintaining their existence.

The Divine Sound Venerable stands at the center of the array's eye, her true essence having descended from the Eternal Divine Hall, lightly caressing the Platinum Harp in the void, its intangible sound waves diffusing like ripples across the cosmic laws, reinforcing the array barrier, while her sharp gaze pierces towards the corridor edge, that an increasingly encroaching, dense, unassailable crimson.