He couldn't help but regret it.
If he hadn't suddenly had a brain fart and decided to attack and plunder the humans, how could he have fallen into an ambush?
Wait, a sudden brain fart? Trapped in an ambush?
He had indeed been thinking about plundering humans and showing them some colors, but that was merely a thought. How did he suddenly become so courageous today?
The Black Fury King groped around vaguely in his mind and was startled.
He took out a Messaging Orb.
But suddenly, space trembled, the River of Stars quaked, and he fumbled, dropping the orb. It fell into the vast River of Stars, crackling as it fissured and shattered.
The next moment, space rifts spreading from both sides closed in.
Enveloping the Black Fury King within.
The River of Stars drew back.
The Black Fury King was no longer suppressed, no longer restricted.
But when he looked around, the pitch-black spatial fissures had already surrounded him.
Above and below, all around, everywhere.
