"Destruction has died."

Before Brian's eyes, within Brian's Heart Domain, it perished at the speed of light.

Preposterous.

Brian looked around, speechless.

Inside the Heart Domain, he could no longer feel the presence of Destruction.

Brian didn't even know how the Spiritual Imprint of Destruction had collapsed, it was as if it had touched some secrets and was silenced directly.

After a moment of thought,

Brian shook his head, deciding not to probe further.

The power that could silently obliterate Destruction was meaningless to explore at this point.

He would know when it was time to know.

Fortunately, though Destruction had passed, the items were left behind.

The information he wanted to know was all relayed, and nothing melodramatic happened.

The only thing not fully disclosed was a request from Destruction itself.

Brian looked at the two crystals before him, one black and one red.

The black crystal was the Destruction Origin, congealed after Destruction had devoured all life on its planet.

The red crystal, on the other hand, was the Bloodline Crystal of the Mutated Magma Giant that Destruction had condensed.

Brian patted his swollen belly, "Forget it, Destruction, your request must have been for your Bloodline Crystal to be passed on. I'll ask Dean if he wants it when he wakes up; otherwise, it would be difficult for him alone to advance to Fifth Rank Life."

According to Destruction, only under nine cycles of the Blood Moon could a planet without Transcendents like Mercury forcibly give birth to Fifth Rank Life.

Dean's body was inherently full of power similar to magma; following the path of bloodlines would not be disadvantageous, and it might even turn into a bloodline family, though others might not accept their outward appearance.

It didn't matter.

Whether willing or not, it was up to Dean.

Besides, Brian was currently indifferent to such matters.

Busy all day, dealing with so many things, Brian was also exhausted.

He carefully stored the Bloodline Crystal, swallowed the Destruction Origin in one gulp, took Dean, tossed him casually into a room to rest, called Shi San to watch over him, and then retired to his own room.

But it was not over.

Considering the situation at the NW headquarters, he estimated that Los Angeles would be unstable for a few days.

Additionally, considering the commotion caused when Dean was affected, and with the previous Luminescent Plates having flown away, there would likely be chaos within the internal structures of the alliances on both the East and the West.

A whole mess of problems.

Thus, fighting off his weariness, Brian made a call to his mother-in-law, Nell, briefly updated her on the situation, and asked her to lay low for a few days with her people, waiting for his arrangement.

Nell had been anxiously awaiting Dean's return.

And after hearing about the attack on NW headquarters and losing contact with Dean, she was extremely disturbed.

Now, upon receiving Brian's call, she felt somewhat relieved.

After hanging up,

Brian also called the heads of Umbrella, his team, made arrangements, then embraced Susan and fell into a deep sleep.

As he descended into deep sleep, the forces of Death and Destruction intertwined, manifesting as streams of black and red that ebbed and flowed with Brian's breathing, appearing both dreamlike and fleeting, fascinating Meatball who was dozing on the balcony.

It looked quite interesting.

He wanted to learn.

The next day.

Susan slowly opened her eyes.

"Strange, I slept so well, I feel surprisingly good..."

She stretched comfortably but heard her bones crack, feeling a surge of strong power throughout her body.

Hm?

Susan was surprised.

Her vision, hearing, smell, and other senses seemed to have undergone a marvelous change, enhanced significantly, and her bodily fluids had thickened, warmth pulsing through her so intensely that the breath she exhaled carried a heatwave.

What's going on?

Just then, there was a noise from the large balcony.

"Susan, you're finally awake~"

On the balcony, Meatball, who had watched over her all night, fluttered its wings to the window and spoke with concern.

Susan looked at Meatball in confusion, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Meatball nodded, "For several days. Oh, Susan, your father came yesterday and is now sleeping in the guest room. Shi San is watching over him. Brian asked me to tell you, if you awaken before he or Dean does, not to leave the villa or show yourself..."

It rambled on.

Susan was somewhat confused.

What exactly had happened while she was asleep?

But when she heard that something odd had happened with Brian yesterday, she quickly looked at Brian sleeping beside her, noticed his breathing was slow but even with no signs of abnormalities, and she sighed in relief.

Susan leaned down, kissed Brian's forehead, pulled off the covers, and prepared to get up.

Unknown to her, her strength was excessive.

The covers flew off like paper, hitting Meatball on the side.

Susan was surprised.

She looked at her hands and finally realized, "Could it be that I've advanced to Second Rank Life?"

"Quack~ Susan, you're so rude!"

Meatball, wriggling out from under the covers, was suddenly lifted by Susan and tossed onto the balcony, "Meatball, fly around at your highest speed."

"Oh~"

Meatball obediently took off.

Its speed was already beyond that of ordinary birds of prey.

Even Susan found it hard to anticipate Meatball's movements once it increased speed.

But this time, as Meatball reached its maximum speed, to Susan it seemed like everything was moving at half speed, allowing her to track it clearly.

Susan even felt that by concentrating her spiritual power a bit, she could slow down this speed further.

Unable to suppress her joy, she burst out laughing, "Haha, I've really advanced! That's great!"

Susan couldn't wait to share the good news with Brian.

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