Hovering on their floating iron execution platforms in the shadow of Ao Xing’s two-hundred-million-light-year silver-gold dragon body, Slaughter Clone Leader #401 (Xue Sha Copy). His one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine blood-armored clones stared at their crimson system panels in cold, suffocating despair.
Across every single one of their two thousand Slaughter Systems, the blood-red counters flashed with a humiliating row of zeroes:
[PLANETS DESTROYED BY 100,000 VOID MINES: 0 / 100,000!]
[CIVILIANS SLAUGHTERED IN SECTOR 4: 0 / 200,000,000,000,000!]
[SLAUGHTER EXPERIENCE POINTS (XP) EARNED: 0.00 XP!]
[WARNING: Because 0 Slaughter XP has been harvested, your Blood-Sea Cultivation Cores are starving and dropping by 10% per minute!]
“Zero casualties?! Not even a single mortal stubbed their toe when one hundred thousand planetary core mines blew up at the same time?!” Slaughter Clone Leader #401 trembled from head to foot, his bloodshot eyes staring up at the one hundred thousand inhabited worlds resting as peacefully as glowing marbles along Ao Xing’s broad silver-gold spine.
“He absorbed the blast of one hundred thousand Rank 9 Early void mines into his stomach and only let out a single tiny hiccup!”
