The blood-red mist is not a gas but rather a kind of active energy body containing devouring and twisting intent.
It charges from the boundary of the Red Moon Universe's wreckage at beyond light speed, leaving the space seemingly "gnawed" into void holes, stars dim, life dissipates, leaving traces of dead ashes.
The last images transmitted from observation satellites show the leading edge of the boundless, sticky writhing "red tide" having touched the gravitational fields of several desolate star systems at the edge of the Heaven-Fighting Universe.
The death knell silently tolls in the heart of every SSR-Tier powerhouse who senses the threat.
Gu Qijue's Nightmare Avatar sits high upon the colossal dream throne that encompasses the Holy Mark Star Cluster Alliance.
The pressure of the SSR-Tier is vast like an abyss, no longer merely majesty, but more like a cold and precise force anchor, nailed firmly onto the crumbling reality, maintaining the operation of fragile order.
