The Far Side of the Starry Sky

Chapter 159: The Far Side of the Starry Sky

A brilliant rainbow beam of light, starting from Earth, instantly traveled outward through countless different planets and star domains. Every sight and object sped backward at faster-than-light velocity.

Within the rainbow radiance, Kyle’s humanoid figure could vaguely be seen. He had lost consciousness, yet his left hand still tightly gripped the Space Primordial Stone.

Kyle’s entire body had been corroded by the gem’s violent energy. Blue streams of light seemed to flow through his body alongside his blood, making his organs and veins clearly visible beneath his skin.

‘Gurgle…’

Venom, symbiotically attached to Kyle’s body, let out a sharp, strange scream. It could no longer maintain the manifested form of the Night Suit and reverted to its original state, resembling a mass of black liquid.

The black, threadlike liquid gradually retreated from Kyle’s left arm to his shoulder, then from his shoulder to the right half of his body. As though unable to withstand the scorching, annihilating sensation brought by the gem’s energy, it finally separated itself completely from its host.

As it detached, Venom used liquid black threads to adhere and secure the Vibranium Bracer, Sodium-Carbon Steel Sword, Energy Pistol, Sling Ring, and other equipment that Kyle had been wearing to its outer surface.

It looked as if it had pieced together several pieces of equipment into a turtle shell, curling up and concealing its body within before entering slumber.

The Space Primordial Stone flickered once, then completely dimmed and vanished into the unconscious Kyle’s left palm. The blue glow of the gem’s energy likewise concealed itself and fell dormant within his body.

The Bifrost left the solar system, crossing the bizarre, fantastical lights and shadows along the way through the galaxy, before finally losing its radiance upon reaching the far side.

Kyle and Venom paused in the pitch-black starry sky, then fell one after the other into the swirling black hole stretching across the space ahead.

At that moment, on a certain planet, in a desolate and abandoned unclaimed region.

Decaying corpses of all kinds of creatures from different planets and worlds, broken scraps of trash, and more had piled into mountains of garbage and flowed into rivers of waste. The mountains and plains were blanketed in trash.

A squad of five humanoid alien creatures wore filthy protective cloaks and ugly masks. Carrying sacks and Laser Guns, they carefully searched like scavengers, collecting valuable alien junk from the waste.

Suddenly, the five scavengers all raised their heads. After looking straight above them, they excitedly dropped to their knees on the ground, cheering as they held their hands high.

The sky was dark beneath heavy clouds, with several small colorful wormholes scattered sparsely throughout. One of the small wormholes rapidly expanded, forming a crimson vortex wormhole with a radius of nearly a hundred meters.

As the storm howled and spun, the opening in the wormhole vortex began continuously tossing down garbage of all shapes and sizes, like a spectacular rain of trash.

To scavengers, naturally, untouched "fresh" garbage was a gift from heaven.

Boom!

Mixed among it was half of a damaged fighter craft. The falling trash accumulated into a new garbage mountain. The five scavengers at its side danced with joy, ignoring the garbage rain still falling as they rushed into it and searched through it from every direction.

"I thought there wouldn’t be as much competition in the outskirts, but someone still got here before me? And this is fresh garbage on such a huge scale. There must be good stuff inside."

Less than thirty meters from the new garbage mountain, a tiny figure hid behind a plastic barrel. A pair of eerie green beast eyes watched the scavengers who had seized the advantage as she sighed and muttered, "Five of them, and all of them have firearms. They’re a bit too hard to deal with."

"Forget it, forget it." The little figure shrank back, preparing to leave, but her tiny footsteps suddenly stopped. The new garbage mountain she had been watching seemed to have undergone an unexpected change…

On the newly formed garbage mountain, the five scavengers crawled across it, continually digging through the waste in search of valuable items.

One scavenger put down his weapon and raised a broken steel deck plate with both hands. He crouched down and leaned closer, intending to see what was beneath the garbage mountain, when a great deal of trash suddenly burst apart and flew into the air.

The scavenger tried to retreat in horror, but a bare hand shot out like lightning from beneath the garbage mountain. Its five fingers clamped around his neck like iron pincers.

"There’s a living creature!" The other four scavengers were greatly startled. Holding their guns, they immediately entered a state of high alert.

"Urgh!" As the scavenger whose neck was gripped struggled wildly in panic, the garbage mountain rumbled and cascaded downward. The owner of that hand slowly revealed himself.

Silver hair draped over his shoulders, clear azure eyes, bronzed skin, and the tall, perfect body of a human youth clad only in a pair of boxer briefs.

The muscles in his left arm bulged like pieces of steel. With sheer brute strength alone, he lifted the scavenger in his hand entirely off the ground.

"What kind of creature are you?"

"Put our man down now!"

The four scavengers raised their guns and closed in, issuing their warnings in Galactic Common—a fact Kyle could confirm because he had obtained Galactic Federation Language Mastery through a previous Sacrifice Draw.

Hearing the unfamiliar language, the newly awakened silver-haired youth looked dazed, as though still suffering from cross-star-domain jet lag. He shook his head without understanding the situation, and only after taking several deep breaths did the confusion in his eyes completely fade.

"I really succeeded…" Kyle murmured. His five fingers loosened, and the scavenger, who had nearly suffocated to death, rolled down and sprawled across the garbage mountain.

The male scavenger tore off his mask and gasped desperately after surviving the ordeal. His face likewise had features, but his skin was deathly pale, rough, and strange, utterly unlike that of a human from Earth.

This made Kyle even more certain that the creatures before him were aliens through and through, and that this was no longer the Earth he knew.

"Are you a warrior?" The remaining four scavengers did not lower their guard. Instead, their hostility grew stronger as they aimed their guns at Kyle and advanced step by step up the garbage mountain.

On Earth, it seemed that no one had dared point a gun at him like this for a very long time.

"A warrior? So what if I am?" Kyle’s tone turned cold. He instinctively clenched his fists, then paused slightly as he realized that he was not symbiotically bonded with Venom.

Where had Venom gone? And the weapons and equipment on him seemed to be gone too…

"If he’s a warrior, we don’t have to treat him as food. He can fetch a good price if we sell him in the Duel Arena." The scavenger who had removed his mask glared viciously at Kyle and ordered the other four armed scavengers, "Take him alive!"

At those words, Kyle’s expression turned completely cold. Looking at the four scavengers approaching him, an icy glint appeared in his eyes.

He had originally intended to give way first and ask about this place, but now it seemed there was no need for that at all.

No matter where he went, there had always been only one rule in the Marvel universe—the strong preyed on the weak!

Kyle suddenly smiled.

As the scavengers stared at him in bafflement, Kyle heavily stomped backward. The garbage mountain beneath him collapsed under the force, and he shot forward like a cannonball fired with a thunderous blast.