Vile Rabbit-Chapter 149: hunt 2. dancing on the edge of death.

His home super realm shook slightly before stabilizing. A feeling of dread washed over him.

'Eighth tier,'

he thought as he gazed at the hand and without hesitation,

Shing!

His body instantly transformed into his original form, spanning ten thousand light-years in height. His left paw grabbed his companion, whose consciousness was on the brink of collapse, just from the aura that the hand was radiating, and then he threw her towards his super realm not because he cared for her, but because of the deal he made with the hanging tree.

Whoosh!

As he threw her with his left paw, his right paw vanished and launched countless claw attacks, that manifested as ethereal claws spanning ten thousand light-years, that shoot towards the hand at the speed limit of the universe. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In no time, they appeared before the hand that was reaching towards him, but just as they were about to make contact, the engravings on the hand began shimmering brightly.

Then the hand opened and slapped the already fragmented vacuum and,

Ding!

After which, something completely unexpected happened something that gave him no chance to react.

Zzzzzzz!

The entire vacuum within a million light-years instantly started vibrating at a speed beyond the universe's limit, including him.

Clang!

An instant later, he vanished. After he vanished, countless ethereal chains manifested from the vacuum and wrapped around the hand, and

splat!

they ripped the hand apart…

The lustful one reappeared somewhere inside the false realm before a cosmic giant the size of a realm cluster, with one of its arms missing. Its presence caused his body to tremble as it cried out for him to flee. And Without hesitation,

bang!

He exploded his body into countless clones that flashed in all directions, but before they could reach ten thousand light-years away, they froze, and a deep, emotionless voice rang out,

"Futile!"

…

At the same time, within the realm of doom, a figure clad in red was soaring through the sky at speeds a million times that of light.

Everywhere it passed was instantly polluted and stained with black flame by its essence.

The wrathful one suddenly frowned as he saw the ethereal hand stretching from outside the lustful one's stellar gate, and at the same time, a feeling of danger washed over him. He paused, and his body started to pulsed, as everything within tens of thousands of light-years, instantly lit up with black flames.

Boom!

And an Instant later, the space a few meters before him seamlessly split open, and a tiny, meter-long runic pendants shot out at speeds beyond his reaction.

Whoosh!

The instant the pendants made contact with his body, his form twisted and then vanished, reappearing somewhere inside the false realm before a horrifying figure spanning the size of a realm cluster.

Two realm sized glowing eyes gazed down at him with coldness…

…

Alexandra, who was millions of light-years away from the area where the wrathful one disappeared, suddenly frowned, turned, and gazed in that direction. Countless unknown thoughts flashed through her mind, and a second later, she vanished.

…

At the same time, inside the false realm, the envious one pulsed with extreme envy and madness as images of what was happening to his fellow aspects flashed through his eyes. His hands, which were engraving on the wooden chest of greed, vanished as they inscribed faster.

Suddenly, he felt a suffocating aura appear a few light-years behind him.

His eyes burned as he ignored it and continued inscribing.

An instant later, an almost irresistible force enveloped the tower and started pulling it slowly toward the cosmic giant figure behind it.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the envious one's hands came to a stop as he completed his engraving, and the chest started pulsing like never before. His eyes flashed, then,

split!

His figure split in half and one half flashed inside the chest, that vanished afterward.

Shing!

The other half turned, gazed towards the figure behind him, and with a grin laced with madness and envy, he vanished toward it.

"Please let me dissect you!"

…

At that very moment, Apexion opened his starry eyes, stood up, and vanished from his research realm, reappearing a few thousand light-years away, inside the vacuum.

His figure pulsed with pure calculation. He suddenly

gazed to his left, then took a single step and vanished, reappearing a thousand light-years away. Instantly, the place where he was standing shattered,

pash!

And an ethereal hand stretched from the crack like a reaper grasping for souls, it grasped for him, and,

pash!

The vacuum within millions of light-years of the hand shattered.

Apexion glanced at the ethereal hand that was coming for him. His starry eyes flashed, then he vanished once more and,

[Fallen Nova!]

An ethereal obsidian star spanning ten thousand light-years bloomed around the hand.

Boom!

The heat radiating from it melted everything within tens of thousands of light-years and caused the hand to dull slightly.

At the same time, the spot where Apexion had just been standing when he launched that attac, split open, pash! and another ethereal hand stretched through and slapped the fragmented vacuum.

Ding!

Almost everything within a million light-years started to vibrated beyond the speed limit, including a few nearby realms that became destabilized and collapsed in on themselves,

Bang! Bang!

Apexion's eyes flashed as his body started vibrating, but right before he could enter the false realm, his hands vanished, as he instantly clapped.

Clap!

The clap produced a shockwave that disrupted the vibration. He then raised his right foot to take a step forward but paused midway.

'!'

And An instant later, multiple ethereal hands stretched out from the broken vacuum, they came from all directions up, down, left, right, and in between.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

They all slapped the vacuum at the same time while shooting tiny pendants at him.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

His eyes darted around as his body started morphing into his original form. Mid-transformation, he vanished from the material realm.

Zap!

He then reappeared in the false realm, his eyes shining with countless calculations as he gazed at the five, 8th-tier humanoid cosmic abominations, each the size of realm clusters,

that surrounded him.

Each missing an arm.

Each was clad in a black cloak that only revealed their glowing eyes and hands laced with engravings, each pulsing with the grand law of hunter, each caused him to feel the threat of true death.

He finished morphing into a true form like never before a true cosmic horror spanning the size of a hundred realms.

His eyes burned with ethereal flames that manifested outside, his fur so dark that it was akin to a shadow in the darkness of the false realm.

With claws and teeth formed from pure abyssal

black flames, and hundreds of obsidian paws stretched out from his back, each holding a different weapon, some colorful chests, some stars.

His crown floating above his head blazing like never before.

And,

Domain!