Chapter 289: Suixing: Propagation Old-timer, Drop Your Gold Coins!
"Huh? Did something happen?" March 7th looked at the other factions, asking innocently.
Hoshi (Stelle) giggled. She had a good guess what was happening to those factions. This was just too much fun.
Caelus understood, too, and couldn't help but shiver. The power of Propagation was truly terrifying.
"Er... Little March, are you sure you want to know?" Himeko's tone was complicated. This was just... explosive. It made one's skin crawl. She didn't know if she should tell the clueless March 7th.
"Uh-huh!" March 7th, still unaware of the severity, nodded.
Himeko gave a helpless smile and explained it simply.
In an instant, March 7th's curious face went pale, then bright red. Red from embarrassment, and pale from fear.
"Thank goodness we have our boss here."
March 7th said sincerely. Just thinking about that situation was scary.
This sentiment was unanimously approved by the Astral Express crew.
The Aeon of the Hunt was off doing its own thing, the Aeon of Preservation was busy building walls, and the other Aeons were also absent. So, factions like the Xianzhou and the Corporation, who didn't have their Aeons by their side, were out of luck.
This was the price for being a spectator.
"The Aeon of Elation is so unreliable."
In the Masked Fools' camp, Sparkle could feel the power protecting them. It wasn't Elation; it was the power of Trailblaze. She was certain Aha was here, but he just wasn't lifting a finger.
It's fine to watch the fun, but when you become the fun, the mood sours quickly.
Aha: The strongest Emanator of Elation has made a move. Isn't that the same as Aha making a move?
"Folks, I've got an idea! Why don't we take out our boss, Aha, and make Akivili our new boss!" one "genius" Masked Fool suggested.
"Great idea! Take out Aha, Akivili is our new boss!"
"The tavern has suffered under Aha for too long! Aha must not stand! The one who must stand is Akivili!"
"Boss Akivili, the weather is turning cold. It's time to... get a new coat."
...
The call was met with a hundred responses. The Masked Fools were chaos-seekers by nature, and this kind of usurpation was extremely fun, so they all began to chime in.
Other factions deeply respected their Aeons, but the Masked Fools? They had no problem making fun of their own boss.
"Hahaha, you're not doing so great, are you? Look, your own followers are about to rebel against you," Akivili said jokingly.
His Trailblaze power was protecting the people in the tavern, so he heard everything clearly.
"Akivili, you want to be the Aeon of Elation?" Aha asked with great interest.
"If I become the Aeon of Elation, then what about you?"
"Don't tell me... you'd be the Aeon of Trailblaze?"
Akivili had no interest in that idea. The feeling of having a bunch of chaos-seekers under him was just awful.
"Sure! Aha has no problem with that at all!" Aha looked almost impatient.
"Get lost. If you became the Aeon of Trailblaze, you'd dirty the entire Path," Akivili said with disgust.
"Waaah, Aha is being despised! Aha has lost so much face~" Aha began to cry and throw a tantrum.
"So... Aha must punish those insolent people!"
Aha looked toward the tavern and threw a thick stream of Elation's power into it.
"BWAHAHAHA..."
"Hahaha, what's happening? I can't stop! Hahaha..."
"Hahaha, it's... it's the Aeon of Elation! Hahaha, we're doomed!"
...
All the Masked Fools burst into uncontrollable laughter. They couldn't stop, one by one pounding the ground. Now, they truly were the fun.
"Much better."
Aha clapped his hands. A small punishment to teach them a lesson. They would be laughing for an entire day.
Akivili shot him a disdainful look. He really had no bottom line, pranking even his own followers. Truly worthy of your title, Aha, Aeon of Elation.
"Old-timer, it's time to drop your gold coins."
A stunning, curvaceous figure walked out of the shattered giant egg. Her mesmerizing, beautiful face radiated endless charm. Every single movement bewitched the heart, capable of igniting the desire for propagation in any living being without even trying.
The Swarm Empress, Suixing, was now a pseudo-Aeon. As long as she dealt with this residual will of the Swarm Tyrant, she would be the new God of Propagation.
The old Propagation was about the mad, endless self-replication of insects. The new Propagation was broader; it was no longer just about insects.
"You dull, cowardly, and ignorant old-timer. It's time to abdicate."
The Swarm Tyrant's will had no oppressive force against her. Instead, it only gave her a strong desire to devour it whole.
SKREEE—
A piercing shriek echoed with anger and fear. This pseudo-Aeon had obtained power from beyond this world. The old will could only try to gather the swarms from the surrounding systems.
"!"
The result was unexpected. The swarms did not stand behind it. They all stood behind Suixing, bowing their heads in submission.
On this day, the residual will of the Swarm Tyrant descended, but not a single insect was willing to follow it.
"See that, old-timer? I have already surpassed you!"
Welt, on the Express, heard this clearly and couldn't help but make the "Old Yang's phone" emoji face.
Wasn't that something he had said during that bubble universe trial?
"Goodbye!"
Crunch—Crunch—
Suixing crumpled the Swarm Tyrant's will into a palm-sized ball and devoured it, bite by bite.
Suixing slowly savored the original's dullness, broke down the original's madness, and absorbed the original's Propagation, converting it into the foundation for her own ascension. The original had walked the path of Propagation to its absolute extreme, capable of making all insects in the universe replicate madly with a single twitch.
The Path of Propagation was gradually widening. The new god's road was much broader, no longer just the propagation of insects, but the propagation of all things.
Madness, blindness, and desire were all devoured by Suixing. The last traces of Tayzzyronth in the universe were completely absorbed.
"Thanks for the meal."
Suixing licked her lips. Her aura became extremely restrained, yet exceptionally profound. A unique pheromone gave her a hazy quality, as if she were the very embodiment of Propagation. If she wished, her power could make even a male give birth on the spot.
"Next, it's your turn... walkers of Abundance."
Revenge was a dish best served immediately. She had previously only wanted to devour the remnants of Propagation, so she hadn't wanted a big fight with the Xianzhou, taking great pains to shake them off her tail.
Hearing this, Ruan Mei's expression became intriguing. "Walkers of Abundance... the Abundance-touched?"
Although everyone knew the Xianzhou people's long life was related to Abundance, no one would ever say it to their face like that.
Kenji said with great interest, "If the people of the Xianzhou were given a chance to be free of their long-life status, how many would choose to accept, and how many would refuse?"
Ruan Mei smiled knowingly. The answer was obvious.
BOOM!
A sharp, cold glare shot out. An endless wave of Imaginary energy slammed into several Xianzhou ships, sending them flying.
In an instant, their power systems were all damaged, sparks flew everywhere, and all their wiring was destroyed. Without outside help, it would take a very long time to repair. The damage to the Xianzhou ships was shocking; calling them "wrecks" was not an exaggeration.
To put it simply, the Xianzhou ships had crashed.
Suixing frowned. They hadn't been turned to ash. She looked up at the distant sea of stars. The number one big-shot who could drift seven wheelchairs at lightspeed appeared, sitting in his wheelchair.
A longbow capable of piercing stars was aimed at Suixing, but there was no arrow nocked on the string. He just confronted her like that, not preparing to fight.
"The Hunt..."