Godlike: Double Penetration of the Starry Sky! A brutal beating of Ge Xiaolun at the start.

On the planet's surface, the once lush vegetation has withered and decayed, the rivers are no longer clear, and the air is filled with a pungent stench of decay and the unease brought by energy fluctuations.

She knew all too well that such an environment could no longer sustain any life, much less serve as a safe haven for Karl.

Karl's gaze was profound, as if it could pierce through the layers of pollution and look directly at the planet's past glory and future nothingness.

He sighed softly, his fingers tracing the cracked rock beside him, a mark left by time and disaster.

As Keisha's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, a dazzling light followed behind her—the energy fluctuations generated when she activated the interstellar travel device.

Karl stood there, watching her leave, until the light completely disappeared into the horizon.

He turned and began preparing to leave the place that was about to become ruins.

On the planet, fierce winds raged, and sandstorms whipped up clouds of yellow sand, as if even nature itself was lamenting the fate of this planet.

As the countdown echoed across the empty planet, a resolute glint flashed in Karl's eyes.

Chapter 79 The Collapsed Civilization Descends into the Super God Universe

On the Black Tower Space Station.

Dim light danced on the metal panels, casting dappled shadows that added a touch of mystery and unease to the spacious and tranquil room.

Outside the enormous viewing window, the stars shone like pearls set on black velvet, dazzling yet unattainable.

Against the backdrop of this vast universe, a sudden battle quietly unfolds.

Xingmei stood in the center, her hands gripping a seemingly ordinary baseball bat that actually contained immense power.

Her eyes held both tension and determination as she faced the densely packed, varied array of illusory soldiers around her.

They were like nightmares crawling out of the abyss, roaring and crashing, trying to devour everything.

An extremely tense atmosphere filled the air, making even breathing feel heavy.

Just then, a light footstep broke the silence, and March 7th was like a bright spot in spring.

Suddenly appearing in everyone's sight.

Her pink hair shimmered softly in the dim light, like cherry blossoms just beginning to bloom at dawn.

A warm smile graced her playful face, seemingly capable of dispelling all gloom. March 7th moved with a light and agile gait.

As if unbound by gravity, she walked a few steps to Xingmei's side, her eyes filled with encouragement and trust.

"Xingmei, come here, this is how you use a baseball bat!"

As March 7th spoke, he gently took the baseball bat from Xingmei's hand, his movements fluid and elegant, as if he were performing a meticulously choreographed dance.

She demonstrated how to adjust her grip and how to concentrate, integrating her own strength with the bat.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and all eyes were focused on them.

Under March 7's careful guidance, Xingmei took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and felt the power surging within her body.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were filled with determination.

Following what March 7th had taught her, she gripped the bat tightly, and all her strength seemed to converge at the tip of the bat at that moment, with a crisp sound!

One of the pawns fell instantly, turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the air.

"Well done, Xingmei!"

March 7th's voice was clear and melodious. She patted Xingmei on the shoulder, her face beaming with pride.

Xingmei also showed a long-lost smile, but then frowned, as if she was thinking about some important decision.

Her gaze pierced through the battle before her, looking towards the boundless starry sky, her heart filled with even deeper thoughts.

On March 7th, she stood in an old and slightly dilapidated courtyard. Moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting dappled shadows on her face, revealing a worried expression.

Her gaze was fixed on the girl named Xingmei beside her. The girl's brows were furrowed, and her eyes flickered with confusion and unease.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Xingmei, you don't look well."

March 7th's voice was gentle and concerned. She gently held Xingmei's hand, trying to perceive more information from that slightly cool touch.

Xingmei looked down at her shadow, which was stretched long by the moonlight, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"I...I don't know either. I just suddenly felt like I had woken up once before, but that feeling of clarity was fleeting."

"Then it felt like I was struck by a powerful force, and I lost consciousness again."

"And...and that feeling, it's like someone...someone..."

Her voice trailed off, a blush rose to her cheeks, and her hands unconsciously covered her chest.

Her shyness was tinged with a hint of unspeakable fear.

"Did I touch your breasts?"

March 7th's brows furrowed, her tone revealing an undeniable firmness. She looked around, trying to find any possible clues in this quiet and dark courtyard.

The surrounding trees swayed gently in the night breeze, making a rustling sound, as if some unknown creature was whispering, which made the already eerie atmosphere even more intense.

"Yes, although it's vague, I do have that feeling."

Xingmei nodded, her voice barely audible. She reached out and gently touched her neck, where a lingering pain seemed to remain.

"And it really hurts here, like someone pinched me hard."

As she spoke, she pointed to her neck, where a faint red mark was clearly visible, standing out prominently in the moonlight.

March 7th's gaze followed Xingmei's finger, and a strong sense of unease welled up in her heart.

On March 7th, looking at Xingmei's face, which was slightly pale from fear, he frowned, his eyes filled with incomprehension and concern.

"Huh? Xingmei, what's wrong with you?"

"Look at your panicked face, it's like you've escaped from some terrible dream."

"When I found you, it was quiet all around, there wasn't a soul in sight, let alone anything that could frighten you."

Her words echoed in the empty corridor, adding to the already somewhat oppressive atmosphere and making people even more uneasy.

All around were cold metal walls, reflecting the dim and weak emergency lights, stretching every tiny shadow long, as if hiding countless unknown secrets.

A faint, barely perceptible smell of burning filled the air.

That was the distinctive smell when the evacuation system was activated, a reminder that the danger was not completely over.

On March 7th, she looked around and confirmed it again and again. Indeed, as she said, there were no other signs of life besides the two of them.

She couldn't help but recall the thrilling journey she had just taken.

The alarm in the main cabin sounded like a doomsday bell, echoing through the sky. Everyone was driven by fear at that moment, scrambling to find a safe haven.

She and Danheng, however, lagged behind the main group because they were responsible for the final confirmation of the safety of each cabin.

"I remember it very clearly, I didn't see a single person on the road, let alone anyone who could get close to Xingmei."

March 7th muttered to herself, her fingers unconsciously stroking her chin, trying to find answers from fragments of memory.

Her gaze fell on Xingmei again, whose wide, fear-filled eyes seemed to still hold traces of nightmares.

"Perhaps it really was a dream."

March 7th murmured softly as she slowly approached Xingmei, reaching out to gently pat her shoulder, attempting to offer her some comfort.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Dreams are always the opposite of reality; once you wake up, everything will be fine."

With March 7's comforting words, Xingmei's emotions seemed to gradually calm down, but her eyes still flickered with lingering fear.

She held onto March 7's hand tightly, as if it were her only support at that moment.

"I...I dreamt that I was swept into a dark space, surrounded by unknown monsters that were trying to drag me away..."

Xingmei's voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Upon hearing this, a strange sense of pity welled up in March.

She held Xingmei's hand tightly, using her warmth to dispel the cold and fear.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream."

"Now we are safe, everything will be alright."

Xingmei rubbed her temples, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes, before finally letting out a soft sigh, as if reconciling with her inner doubts.

"Forget it, maybe I really had a really bizarre dream. Those strange and fantastical scenes are really nonsensical when I think about them now."

Her voice echoed in the empty corridor, carrying a hint of barely perceptible relief.

Upon hearing this, March 7th turned to look at Xingmei, a hint of concern and understanding flashing in her eyes. She gently patted Xingmei's shoulder and smiled.

"Well, dreams are always so illogical."

"But then again, let's leave here first and get some fresh air. Maybe everything will become clearer then."

The two exchanged a smile, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and walked side by side toward the elevator.

The flickering lights in the corridor added an eerie touch to the already somewhat gloomy space. An indescribable sense of oppression permeated the air.