"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"
"What's going on? Why is the alarm going off?"
"An enemy attack?"
"Over there... is that the person who had an accident?"
A bright red light shone through an alloy door, so bright it hurt the eyes, and the snow-white walls were tinged with an ominous bloodstain.
"What's the panic? You good-for-nothings."
The speaker was the warden of the prison. After calming the situation down, he arrived at the door in the blink of an eye. He swiped his personal computer on the machine next to him, but the door did not respond to any of the identity verification, fingerprint verification, or iris verification. He punched the wall and cursed.
The wall was slightly deformed, but it soon returned to its original state.
The door is of far superior quality to the wall, and its sound insulation is also top-notch. It is reinforced with special metal and can also prevent the perception of mental energy.
Just when everyone was at a loss, the heavy alloy door opened from the inside, and what came out first was a blinding white light and scattered black smoke.
When the door was opened to a certain extent, a person covered in blood fell out from the crack in the door. It was impossible to tell where the person was injured, but blood gushed from their mouth, mixed with pieces of flesh.
"What's going on inside?" Seeing that the person couldn't speak at all, he pointed to two people, who understood and pulled the person out to take him for treatment.
The warden pulled out a laser gun from his waist and aimed it at the ever-growing doorway, cautiously extending his mental energy. The others also drew their guns.
Suddenly, a monstrous mental energy field erupted from within, forcefully colliding with the warden's mental energy field and crushing it in the blink of an eye, wreaking havoc.
Immediately, those who projected their mental energy, including the warden, cried out in pain and quickly withdrew, but it was as if a knife had slipped in and begun to wreak havoc in their minds.
Despite the excruciating pain, the warden gripped his gun and began firing wildly. Dozens of laser beams fell into the fading gray mist, but only the sound of shattering glassware could be heard.
The mental energy they relied on was forced to withdraw, and everyone seemed to become nearsighted. When the transparent shards of glass magnified in their pupils, they didn't have time to react, and several more people covered their eyes and wailed.
Only then did a shadowy figure appear amidst the white light and black mist. As light, crisp footsteps approached, Xavier came into everyone's view. His once azure eyes were now almost black, and his short, shoulder-length hair and filthy fine clothes fluttered without wind.
Many broken objects floated around him. The warden, filled with fear and disbelief, exclaimed, "Level 10 superpower! How is this possible!"
Thick blood gradually spread across the floor. The last person in the group shouted into the personal terminal as they fled, "The Second Prince is escaping! Requesting backup! He's level ten..."
Xavier swept his eyes over the group with hatred, his teeth clenched so tightly they ached, and a throbbing pain shot through his brain. Veins bulged on his forehead, making him look like a demon from a horror movie, despite his handsome yet ferocious face.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, threw away the personal terminal on his wrist, and fled quickly. The unfamiliar terrain had no effect on him. He avoided people and headed for the nearest parking lot.
He has just broken through to level eleven, and his mental strength is not yet stable. He cannot be held back here.
An unlucky guy happened to stop there. After violently robbing the car, he switched the hovercar to manual mode, floored the accelerator, drove it to top speed, and sped out of the parking lot.
He didn't know where he could go, but he refused to let himself fall here.
Given time to stabilize his mental state, as long as...
A phantom image suddenly appeared on the vehicle's computer. His pupils contracted, and the hovercar began to shake violently. Just as it was about to collide with the hovercar that couldn't dodge in time, the safety system automatically activated, forcibly regaining control and preventing a tragedy.
Xavier, on a sudden impulse, cursed, slammed his hand on the mode button, and seized control once again.
Vehicles along the way swerved to avoid him. He would glance back every now and then, using his mental power to pull on small signs along the road and smash them hard at the cars following behind.
He knew he should focus on escaping, but his gaze kept drifting to the illusory figure. He tried to turn off the vehicle's computer, but there was no response. Instead, he closed the distance between himself and the pursuers behind him.
His heart pounded violently in his chest, and he could clearly feel his blood vessels throbbing along with it.
He didn't have time to study the differences between the illusory figure and the projection from his computer; it was just an intuition. This difference, coupled with the crushing power this person had brought him in his past life and the looming shadow of death, made him feel panicked, and his hands trembled.
The miniature, figurine-like phantom raised its eyes, surveyed its surroundings, then looked down at its own hands and feet before turning to Xavier.
He was dressed in a white military uniform, and his black hair and green eyes were the most striking features of him. Even though he wasn't his true form, Xavier couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Sinking..."
Why have you repeatedly tried to kill me?
Xavier gave a cold laugh and did not reply.
Di Xiu paused for a moment, then asked slowly, "What grudge did you have against me in your past life?"
When Xavier heard him mention the word "past life," his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of sesame seeds, his breathing became rapid, and he momentarily forgot to dodge the laser gun fired from the car behind him, causing a red light to flash on the vehicle's system.
How did you know?
"You answer my question, and I'll help you shake off your pursuers."
Xavier sneered again, but a thought struck him. Although he loathed this man, he knew that he never made promises lightly and that he always kept his word.
He glanced quickly at the annoying and repulsive phantom and said hatefully, "You killed me in your past life, this is what you owe me."
Di Xiu raised an eyebrow slightly and pressed further, "What is the root of our enmity?"
Xavier pursed his lips, his brows furrowed with gloom, and said impatiently, "I have answered your question. Now it is your turn to keep your promise, Marshal Shen."
"Is it because you lost to me that you harbor resentment, which in turn breeds hatred? Or perhaps you even intended to ambush me during the Zerg attack?"
In the timeline, Xavier broke through to level 10 of his ability during the Zerg invasion. His experiences may differ, but the point of "breaking through during an extreme crisis brought by the Zerg" is unlikely to change.
"Shut up, what you should do is help me get rid of the pursuers."
Seeing his body language and micro-expressions, coupled with his even more intense mental energy, Di Xiu realized that 001 had indeed guessed correctly.
He said, "As you wish."
An invisible divine consciousness emerged from the phantom, wielding the scythe of death to strike Xavier. While driving, Xavier suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and then lost all consciousness.
The security system brought the erratic vehicle to a stop on the side of the road. The pursuers also braked sharply and parked nearby. They approached cautiously, guns at the ready, only to find a lifeless body whose spirit was gradually dissipating.
In the vast universe, a starship bearing the insignia of an Imperial Military Academy is rapidly traversing, approaching its destination with each jump.
In the rest area on the second floor, Di Xiu opened his eyes from the hibernation pod. 001 released his hand from Di Xiu's forehead, disconnected from the Star Network, and wiped away all traces.
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