Fate guy bid farewell as he left using the golden butterfly, his tiredness intensified upon seeing the sleepy night.
He closed his eyes gently and started to rest, while the golden butterfly was the exact opposite; it was fully enthusiastic.
It flapped its delicate wings and rounded the sky, flying far above the clouds, aiming beyond the world's limit.
Once it left Earth, it gave a quick look back at the planet, remembering the landmark known as Lucan's home.
In excitement, its aura surged as it flew faster towards Lucan, its urge to meet him getting stimulated.
But these rash movements still appeared pure and gentle to ordinary eyes.
The golden butterfly crashed through every obstacle as if it were passing through them like a phantom.
The golden-yellow light flickering around the butterfly resembled its blush.
The space station noticed the golden butterfly and tried to capture an image, but the butterfly patiently waited until the exact second the camera flashed.
Then, it quickly flew away that instant, disguising itself among the stars, giving the astronauts a headache.
After playing around with them for a while, it flew towards the planet of slimes, where Lucan was also present.
On the planet of slimes, two aliens flew down and landed on the surface.
One was orange in color, his face as empty as a void, resembling a globe fully painted orange.
He had three tails: one was hard, one was soft, and one was sharp. The sharp tail could slice diamonds as easily as paper.
The soft one was like talc; it was weightless and flexible. It had a smooth and polished surface that was too slippery to hold for even a second.
But ironically, it could grip anything perfectly for a long duration. The hard tail was so durable that even the sharp tail would become blunt if it accidentally touched it.
Another alien was green in color. She had three rings spinning around her head; the first ring was gold, the second was silver, and the last was a mixture of both.
Just their aura alone was so powerful that the surrounding slimes were incinerated without a trace.
The orange one spoke, ''S+ tier? That's all? Hahaha! So weak.''
The green alien spoke, ''Org 700! Shut up and do your task. The organization did not raise you to play here!''
He replied, ''Org 690, just because you are ten ranks above me, you can't order me around. Remember, my rank only fell because I was slacking off.''
His eyes showed killing intent. She smirked as she said, ''Fine! Let's see who gathers the most golden butterflies. The winner will rule the other!''
He grinned and nodded. ''Hahaha! Slimes, we want you to trade with the organization!''
A figure suddenly appeared before them. It was Leader Slime. He looked around at his dead people.
His eyes were eerie as he asked, ''What transaction do you want to make? I am the head of this planet.''
The orange alien spoke, ''Good! You saved us a lot of trouble. You at least have enough brain to surrender. You are wise! No wonder you are S+ tier!''
The green one said, ''Give us all the golden butterflies you have without leaving a single one behind.''
Leader Slime sighed. ''And in return?''
The orange alien replied coldly with a mocking tone, ''Your lives! Hahaha! Though comparatively, they are worthless. Deal or not?''
Leader Slime maintained an expressionless face and nodded in agreement. The two were not surprised because the intel stated that these aliens were emotionless.
The surrounding dead bodies of slimes floated upward. All of them revived instantly and jumped toward the two from all directions.
The orange alien sighed and cracked his knuckles. ''Add one more challenge. Whoever kills the most also wins!''
As they prepared to attack, two hands emerged from the ground and grabbed their legs. Both of them laughed without surprise.
The hands burned up instantly.
The orange alien said, ''Cheap tricks! Haha!''
As he said that, two more hands suddenly appeared in front of them from nowhere.
They grabbed their necks and tried to strangle them, but both aliens merely smirked. The green one destroyed them completely.
''Anything else left?''
Dust spread and rocks shattered as the two ran in opposite directions, killing countless slimes while counting individually.
Org 700: ''76...77... Ah! Triple kill, 80!''
Org 690: ''75...77...79... Hmm! Double kill, 81!''
Both snorted coldly at each other and continued forward.
Once every slime was killed, both returned to the earlier location.
Org 700 laughed. ''Haha! I killed exactly 978! Here is the proof. You are absolutely beneath me. Show yours.''
The green alien smiled gently.
''1 kill. And that will be you...''
Her hand stabbed into his chest. He coughed out blood, his eyes widening as he grunted in pain. She crushed his heart and pushed her hand deeper.
He felt something amiss and attacked the surroundings. Mirror fragments shattered into countless thin pieces.
He looked in the opposite direction and saw Org 690 pierced by a hand.
It was his own hand, bulging through her body directly!
Both of them checked their hands. They were under their own control and completely motionless.
So whose hands were these?
They both shouted in anger and pain, but another strange phenomenon occurred.
Their lifespan rapidly progressed. They turned older and older, weaker and weaker.
After ninety percent of their lifespan was absorbed, they were both tossed near each other.
Org 700 shouted, ''Do you know who backs us? The organization! Universal beings! We came here as five members for the Pride Crystal. We two came here to steal the golden butterfly! You will face the enmity of the organization...''
A figure walked out.
He had cold eyes, black hair, and armor covering his body.
He waved his hand, and a baby's pacifier sealed Org 700's mouth shut.
He sighed.
''Shut up. Stop yapping. I know everything.''
Both aliens shifted their gaze toward him. Fear resonated within their minds as he approached.
They trembled.
Org 690 said, ''Lucan! Are you that C-tier human?''
He replied, ''You called me Lucan and then ask if I am Lucan? That's like asking, 'Lucan! What is your name?' Huh. You both are newbies, right?''
Org 690 replied, ''You! Org 500, the yellow alien, specially told us both to ignore you and deal with Great Lord instead! So he gave us this mission, but why are you here?''
Lucan said, ''I ask the questions, and you answer. Or else, death.''
Org 700 broke the pacifier and shouted, ''Fool! You look down on the organization's members too much!''
Both of them broke free and punched Lucan directly in the face.
But instead, both of them started bleeding, and their age rapidly decreased again.
They screamed, ''We surrender!''
Lucan walked closer.
They sneak-attacked him, beheading him instantly.
They started laughing.
Outside the formation, Lucan was flying alongside Leader Slime.
But this too was an illusion.
Out of hundreds of illusions, the real Lucan stood hidden while the others watched him grin widely with evilness.
Blue Guy said, ''They lose lifespan? Cosmic energy? Face betrayal? Wow!''
Lucan shook his head.
''Only cosmic energy. The rest are all illusions.''
The others felt pity for both the organization members and the space station aliens.
The space station aliens did not escape. Lucan captured them and forced them to use the illusion move that had trapped him and Great Lord earlier.
He said, ''Eventually, in half a day, they will find the truth and break out.''
''HALF A DAY?!''
Everybody was dazed by the formation.
Blue Guy said, ''Lucan! Aren't you overestimating the organization?''
Lucan's gaze changed. He gritted his teeth.
''Looks like I underestimated them!''
The surrounding aliens laughed at Lucan for thinking so highly of the organization and its members. Even Leader Slime felt the same.
But suddenly, the formations collapsed, and two figures flew out covered in dripping blood.