Mocha, a planet located in a remote corner of the Great Red Nebula Belt of the Material Universe.

The reason why it is special is that there are three stars of different colors in the galaxy where it is located, which provides sufficient radiation energy for this small planet, so it has gradually multiplied into an advanced and prosperous magical civilization, and even has the ability to travel galaxies across ultra-long distances.

In particular, the Durantis, as the main body of civilization, are not only typical conquerors, but also the rulers of dozens of parallel worlds and subordinate subspaces.

And the root of sustaining this vast system of exploitation and colonization lies in the ring of space that they have spent hundreds of years building.

Of course, just because the name is Ring of Space doesn't mean that the device is a ring.

Rather, it is a pillar of light that surrounds the planet's interior, through which portals lead in all directions, allowing the Darents to dispatch a large number of military forces to a rebellious world at any time and nip the threat in the bud.

The world's natives who have been included in this system are angry and terrified of these slender invaders with huge eyes and disproportionate heads.

However, just a few days ago, the enslaved natives suddenly discovered an interesting phenomenon, that is, the portal connected to the spatial ring suddenly closed for some reason.

To be precise, the entire spatial chain of worlds has all been disconnected.

At the same time, in less than a few days, a terrifying energy storm destroyed all those very advanced but extremely fragile magical items, leaving behind a large number of corpses and broken ruins that had not had time to escape.

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"Damn, what the hell is going on? What about the vicious intruders?"

A creature with a face covered in fine fluff and an erect walking feline-like appearance frowned, cautiously approaching a magical fortress built by the Darents.

As one of the closest planets to Mocha, his homeland has been enslaved by the other side for more than a thousand years, important and scarce resources have almost been exploited, and there are only a few oases left on the surface of the entire planet that can survive except for the vast desert that has no value.

There is no doubt that this is a ruined planet that is on the verge of extinction.

In order to survive, he had to venture close to the Magic Fortress, which occupied the only significant water source in the vicinity.

If he didn't bring back enough water, his tribe would die of thirst.

Similarly, if he were captured by the Darrants, he would be humiliated as a slave and brought back to the planet Mocha to be sold as a rare pet by the powerful.

Freedom and survival!

It's always a difficult choice.

Nervous and nervous, the extremely dexterous creature with a height of about one meter six quietly avoided the magical vigilance that dotted the oasis and successfully entered the interior of the fortress.

Looking at the extravagant carpet on the floor, the large pieces of precious crystals and gems used for lighting on the walls and ceilings, and the large pieces of gold and silver decorations, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, forcibly resisted the greed in his heart, took out a huge water bladder from the backpack behind him, pointed it at the fountain and began to quickly catch water.

While accepting it, he didn't forget to frantically pour water into his dry mouth.

After a long while, after not drinking a drop of water for seven or eight days, he stopped, let out a long breath, and muttered to himself, "Whew! I was finally alive again, and I thought I would die of thirst." It's strange where have the ferocious Darents gone, are they finally willing to give up here?"

Obviously, there was no one inside the empty fortress who could answer this question.

Just as the intriguing creature was filling up the water bladder and about to return the way it came, there was a faint, babbling sound from the staircase leading to the second floor.

"Huh, a baby!"

His furry ears instantly judged the source of the sound, but he didn't choose to act rashly.

Because he knew that although the Darrants had left for some reason, the powerful magical traps and defenses left behind by the other party had not disappeared, and at least they could continue to function for hundreds of years.

In particular, the huge metal golem that towered over the corridor on the second floor could kill him almost instantly.

Venture up and find out?

Or do you honestly return to the clan with a water bladder?

In the end, the inquisitive nature of intelligent life triumphed over the fear of death!

The cat-like creature walked upright, put down the heavy water bladder, and with the help of a rope attached to the hook lock, easily avoided the metal guards in the corner with a magical halo, and came to the leftmost room on the second floor in three or two clicks.

Through the crack in the door, he finally saw a pink baby lying on a white laboratory table, surrounded by several Darrants who had fallen to the ground in a laboratory soaked in all kinds of creatures.

These ferocious rulers no longer have the majesty of their usual days at this moment, their huge heads have exploded no matter what they are, and lilac blood and brains have flowed all over the ground.

"Oh, my God! no wonder I didn't even see a single enemy when I came in, they were all dead. But what's the matter with this baby? He's clearly not a Darrant!"

With strong questions, the big cat-like life stepped into the laboratory and gently picked up the baby from the laboratory table.

When he saw the baby's dark eyes, the whole person couldn't help but shudder, and his voice trembled and exclaimed, "Incredible......! It's the power of magic! A baby has a lot of magic! Who are you? Where do you come from?"

"Yaaaaaa

The baby waved its tender hands and tried to pull out the beard of the creature covered in thick faces.

"Aha, a naughty little fellow! Looks like you're not in the same league as those damn Darrants. In that case, then I will take you back and hand you over to the elder to see if he is willing to take you in. ”

After that, the big cat man casually dragged a white cloth, wrapped the baby from head to tail, and fastened it tightly to his chest.

You must know that since the entire planet is already a large desert, the temperature difference between morning and evening is particularly large, and the return to the tribe requires a long journey of several days, without a little warmth, it is absolutely impossible for a baby to survive.

In addition, before leaving, he did not forget to loot a few magic items from the corpse.

He didn't even notice that the eyes of the baby in his arms flashed with wisdom from time to time, which was definitely not something that a baby could have......

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