National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

This place was like a world of primordial chaos, with no sky above and no earth below.

An endless darkness stretched out in every direction, as if he were at the very edge of the universe.

A sense of desolation and terror welled up from within.

The Doctor was filled with confusion and terror. He wracked his brain,

but he simply could not comprehend what this place was or why he had suddenly appeared here.

Just as he was overcome with dread,

clusters of golden flames materialized out of the endless darkness, drifting slowly like phantoms.

The flames flickered with a mysterious and dazzling brilliance, like the light of judgment from another world.

Seeing this, the Doctor’s face fell in alarm.

He instinctively tried to transform his body into blue particles and scatter to escape the unknown danger.

But to his horror, he found his body had become unusually heavy, and moving was a struggle.

When he attempted to dissolve his body into blue particles,

the process was abnormally sluggish, as if someone had hit the slow-motion button on a remote.

He could only watch helplessly as his face painstakingly transformed, bit by bit, into blue particles.

The speed was so agonizingly slow that he burned with impatience, yet he was powerless to do anything.

Meanwhile, the sea of golden fire surged forward like a violent tide,

spreading toward him at an astonishing speed.

Before the Doctor had any more time to react,

the sea of golden fire had already completely enveloped him.

In an instant, faced with the terrifying golden flames, every single blue particle

was like a fragile bubble, instantly vaporized into nothingness.

It vanished into the dark space without a trace.

Florian, witnessing all this from the side, was completely dumbfounded. He stood there, utterly stunned.

Just a moment ago, the Doctor had held the absolute advantage in the fight.

He had even crippled one of Chu He’s arms in an instant.

Although Chu He possessed a powerful regenerative ability, in his estimation,

the battle should have ended in a stalemate between Chu He and the Doctor, with neither able to overcome the other.

But how, in the blink of an eye,

had the situation changed so drastically?

How had the Doctor been defeated so utterly, without any chance to fight back?

’What in the world was that giant sleeve that appeared out of nowhere?’

Florian was bewildered, his mind a complete mess.

Before he could make sense of it, a blood-curdling scream of agony from the Doctor suddenly echoed through this space.

The sound, like the shriek of a night owl, tore through the silence of the darkness, filled with despair and terror.

However, the scream lasted for less than three seconds

before it stopped abruptly, vanishing without a trace.

The entire space instantly returned to its previous emptiness and dead silence.

This sudden silence filled Florian with a profound sense of unease.

He realized it most likely meant the Doctor had met his end—that he had been utterly annihilated.

After the scream faded, Chu He’s gaze

slowly swirled into a black vortex.

The vortex was like an entrance to another, mysterious world—profound and distant.

Innumerable powers seemed to surge and meld within it.

He was refining and devouring the Doctor’s power and soul, absorbing them to make them his own.

Then, Florian witnessed an even more terrifying sight.

Chu He’s body began to slowly disintegrate, breaking down into countless black particles.

The black particles, as if alive, flickered with an eerie light in the darkness.

They swam and zipped through the space,

before rapidly reassembling.

In a mere moment, they had once again formed into the shape of Chu He.

But the Chu He who now stood there

exuded an even stronger and more mysterious aura.

He had been completely reborn, a whole new existence.

"What in the world is going on?"

Florian was completely dumbfounded, his mind a total blank.

He felt trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake.

He stared at Chu He, his eyes wide with terror and confusion, his body trembling involuntarily.

"This ability is quite nice."

A faint smile touched Chu He’s lips as he remarked quietly.

When Florian heard this, his heart clenched, nearly stopping in his chest.

In that instant, he suddenly understood what had happened.

After killing the Doctor, Chu He had actually refined and absorbed his abilities.

In other words, the near-immortal ability that the Doctor had worked so hard to attain through mutation

had been effortlessly devoured by Chu He.

With this realization, a profound sense of despair and terror washed over Florian.

’In this entire world, who could possibly contend with Chu He?’

’Who could kill this being who was already so powerful as to be nearly invincible?’

He felt as if he were witnessing the end of the world,

and he was powerless, able only to await judgment in this endless terror.

As Florian was reeling from shock and confusion over the situation,

a single black particle appeared without warning right in his line of sight.

The particle was like a Demon’s eye from a dark abyss, emitting a bone-chilling, eerie glow.

Florian’s heart leaped into his throat. A powerful sense of foreboding washed over him.

He knew deep down that the appearance of this black particle was no coincidence; it was a harbinger of imminent danger.

Before he could react, the black particle shot forward like an arrow released from its bow,

instantly accelerating and streaking toward him as a blur of black light.