PDLP Chapter 472 Weakness is Original Sin
Chapter 472 Weakness is Original Sin
More than a decade has passed quickly once again.
After a long and tedious voyage, Glenn finally saw his first real planet.
Fortunately, he had become accustomed to long periods of solitude, and hundreds of years were nothing to him.
I'm just a little numb.
Upon closer inspection, although it is not a habitable planet, some signs of civilization can be seen from beyond the stars.
"Is this a creation of the myriad races of the void, or does another civilization exist in the void?"
Looking at the creations drifting in the planet's orbit, Glenn roughly guessed that they were probably some kind of shipyard or something similar.
It's a bit rough and dilapidated; it must have been abandoned long ago.
Pulling his thoughts back, Glenn accelerated his flight toward the planet.
After a long voyage, we finally encountered a place where life exists.
Whether it's the myriad races of the void or other civilizations, whether they're abandoned or still in use.
He wanted to investigate everything, to add a little something different to his numbness.
"call!"
Its form floats above the planet's orbit.
His eyes flashed with a divine light, and in an instant, countless images entered his mind from his extended field of vision.
He instantly found the information that mattered to him by developing almost 100% of his brain.
"Hmm? Is it there?"
He muttered something to himself, and his figure instantly sped off towards a corner of the planet.
His figure streaked across the thin atmosphere like a streak of light.
Glenn was puzzled as to why this planet would have such a shape when there was neither a star system nor the conditions necessary for the formation of an atmosphere.
It's as if he has his own energy source, maintaining his own operation.
This is contrary to the rules governing the universe.
However, Glenn had no time to think about these things, because just as he entered the planet's atmosphere, the place that had struck him as unusual suddenly produced more than a dozen energy fluctuations.
Glenn did not back down and charged straight at them.
From his perception, he could confirm that the energy levels of those energy fluctuations were not high, roughly equivalent to the level of a known second-generation divine body in the universe.
In fact, their strength is not as good as that of the Void Clan.
"boom!"
A deafening roar erupted as Glenn's lightning-fast figure blasted apart the thin atmosphere.
The terrifying power instantly silenced the dozen or so energy fluctuations as if they had never existed, like a dimensional reduction attack.
Seeing this, Glenn's expression remained unchanged, and he increased his speed again.
We must find those beings who are suspected to be from the Void Race before they go into hiding.
Having finally found a human planet, it would be a real shame not to learn about what's going on here.
The question is whether they can communicate, and whether they have a form of spiritual communication similar to that of the Void race.
Not long after, Glenn's figure suddenly stopped, hovering in the air and silently looking down at the dilapidated buildings below.
"Mine?"
With this in mind, Glenn no longer hesitated. His energy erupted, and a powerful mental wave spread out.
"Come out! Or we'll crush this place."
From the moment he arrived in the void, Glenn discovered that although the immense power, like that of the known universe, was suppressed, his mental abilities remained unaffected.
Perhaps this place is highly compatible with spiritual energy.
This is also why Glenn can freely expose his whereabouts, because his mental energy is equally strong.
Otherwise, the Void Clan, who are primarily spiritual beings, would not have suffered repeated setbacks.
Of course, Glenn wasn't stupid either; he covered his face with a black mask and his body with a black robe.
He was dressed exactly like a normal Void race member.
Although I don't know if this will conceal my identity, it's better to avoid trouble.
Even if I can't hide my identity, it doesn't matter; I'll just give it a try.
The moment the mental fluctuations erupted, a series of panicked fluctuations came from inside the broken building.
Then, one after another, petite figures hurriedly ran out.
"My lord, please calm down. We will come out immediately."
Looking at the group of petite figures kneeling and begging for mercy, Glenn immediately felt that his attempt had worked.
It seems that my unintentional actions have greatly reduced the risks I've been exposed to.
Seeing that Glenn, who was suspended in the air, did not move, a guy who was obviously the leader here hesitated and raised his insect-like face.
The small compound eyes were immediately frightened by the pair of eyes that exuded terrifying power, and the person bowed down and knelt down again.
It kept making a strange insect chirping sound from its mouth, which was probably its language!
However, Glenn understood it because it contained a spiritual message.
"We deserve to die for disturbing the arrival of the High Clan Lord. Please forgive our sins, High Clan Lord."
His voice was filled with resentment towards his own fate and a sense of guilt towards his people.
As it begged for mercy, the other members of its tribe also began to beg for mercy in fear.
It was as if Glenn was a bloodthirsty madman who controlled their lives and deaths.
Moreover, Glenn also realized that the person who had looked up earlier, as well as the several figures around him, were the ones who had just unleashed energy fluctuations.
Upon seeing this, Glenn's face, hidden beneath the mask, furrowed slightly.
Thinking to myself:
"Are these guys members of the Void Race? How come they're so weak! And judging from their current mentally broken state, we won't be able to get any information out of them."
With this in mind, Glenn no longer hesitated.
In a flash, he appeared suddenly in front of the leader.
Feel yourself suddenly enveloped by shadows, followed by an oppressive aura.
Its body began to tremble uncontrollably, and waves of fear constantly emanated from it.
Glenn ignored him, and from beneath his black robe, a pair of large hands encased in black armor suddenly stretched out.
Amidst the panicked and uneasy mental fluctuations, a massive spiritual force suddenly enveloped the leader's figure.
The next moment, the leader felt as if his spirit was being kneaded, and intense pain spread throughout his body.
And what followed was its terrified cry.
This caused the other tribesmen to tremble even more, and some even had foul-smelling liquid flowing from under their tattered clothes.
At that moment, they seemed to know their fate.
Despite this, they remained kneeling motionless on the ground, awaiting their death.
Glenn found it a bit noisy and had an idea.
"Shut up!"
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the leader, who was still screaming in agony, suddenly shut up.
Even as the pain intensified, it endured it without making a sound.
I can only hope that this great man from who-knows-which superior clan he is will show a little disdain and let his clan pass.
A moment later, Glenn successfully learned the information here through mental reading.
Withdrawing his hand, Glenn looked down at the chieftain and the other tribesmen who remained motionless even after being out of his control.
"get out!"
He left behind a sentence, and his figure suddenly disappeared, turning into a streak of light and vanishing into the horizon.
With the oppressive aura dissipating, the creatures, of unknown race, immediately felt relieved.
At that moment, they seemed to have received God's forgiveness and ushered in a new life.
I feel very inferior, helpless, and pitiful.
But this is their destined fate.
Because they are not any of the myriad races of the void; they are merely a group of servants who are wantonly slaughtered.
That's right, he was like a servant, but he wasn't even a servant.
The reason they are in such a position is because they are weak.
Although they are stronger than Earth has ever been before, this is their level.
A small, weak race that is only fit to eke out a living on this abandoned mining planet that no one cares about.
The ultimate law of emptiness.
Weakness is the original sin.