Villain Retirement

Chapter 1065: Chapter 1065: Riley vs. A Messenger

"Can you check if this is right? Something tiny is heading towards the outpost... and it's from the Unknown."

"Try contacting it, maybe it's a ship from a small race."

"Unidentified spacecraft, you are currently entering Hotis 4J's expanse space above the maximum speed. Please state your business, or turn around. If you do not comply, we will be forced to-It's not stopping!"

Somewhere in the expanse of the temporary reality that Paige created, lightyears away from Earth, stood a planet half the size of Pluto. Suffice it to say, with its surface area only comparable to that of a large country on Earth, the population within the planet was packed almost like sardines- perhaps an exaggeration, but it was closer to the truth if anything. Hotis 4J is also used as a sort of transport hub- an outpost at the very end of the known and chartered Universe. It is also the planet closest to Earth that actually has sentient and intelligent life.

Still, even with its population larger than what it could accommodate, Hotis 4J was and is a peaceful place for travelers and explorers to rest before they delve into the Unknown.

And, of course, if someone who was already aware of Riley's story were here, then they would know how one of his clones, Raleerus, completely devastated and destroyed it back in the real reality — and now, it is the original's turn to do so.

"Shoot it! Shoot it!" The military of the small planet was currently running around as they tried to stop the so-called tiny ship heading towards their planet at a speed that would completely decimate it - and of course, this tiny ship was actually Riley, flying toward the planet with a wide smile on his face.

Hotis 4J started releasing several missiles and lasers at him, and everyone on the planet watched and wondered what they were shooting at. They did not need to wonder that long, however, as Riley landed on their planet — and surprisingly, he stopped just short of impact. Riley landed, kneeling on the ground while surrounded by all sorts of curious people from different races; his hair, just very slowly bouncing as he looked at all of them one by one. "W-"

And as soon as one of the aliens approached him, Riley quickly rushed toward the poor individual and lifted it up in the air before slamming it several times; Riley only stopped when 6 of the alien's eyes popped out of its head. He then grabbed one of its tentacles before just using it as some sort of whip as he started swinging the octophoid at the other people, completely shattering both the poor octophoid and the unlucky individual who happened to be nearest to Riley.

Riley was not even saying anything, there was just a smile on his face as he continued to practically rummage his way through the people. The people started running, slithering, or floating away; but with just a blink of their eyes, Riley would catch up to them - all they could really see was a blur, and all of a sudden, Riley's arm would be through their bodies. "Halt, by the order of Lahestia! Stop what you are doing right now!"

And soon, Riley suddenly found himself surrounded by all sorts of people of different aesthetics - they all, however, all had a uniform in common according to what their physiology looked like.

Lahestia, the space police force that was also under the Common Council.

Riley really only glanced at them one by one, before just smirking and once again rushing toward them, using only his arms and hands to rip them apart one by one. He did not bother talking to any of them, he just continued his rampage across Hotis 4J.

And unlike with Earth, one could not really see or notice Riley's wake of destruction; if one were to look at the planet from afar, they would not see anything close to ruin - after all, Riley decided to be all hands-on with the planet, literally.

He was like a blur, just mowing through everyone and sometimes using their limbs or their entire bodies as weapons until they were completely shredded and could no longer be used.

He almost looked like he was cloning himself with how fast he was moving across the planet — and there, in just minutes, he completely obliterated everyone with his bare hands.

"No one is left," and finally, Riley opened his mouth; different colors of blood, dripping across his face as he did so. He looked up for a few seconds to let out a deep breath before just stretching his arms to the side, "Onto to the next-"

And before Riley could finish his words, he opened his eyes as he noticed the darkness that suddenly veiled the entire horizon - and there, he saw, right above him was a palm that was heading straight toward Hotis 4J.

"Interesting."

And without even any regard for the planet, the cosmic palm just completely shattered Hotis 4J. It was a Messenger, the oldest living race of the Universe.

[Who are you?] The Messenger seemed to be well aware that his attack which decimated Hotis 4J did nothing to Riley as it spoke; its words, reverberating throughout the otherwise deaf expanse of space, [What is your purpose for-]

And before the Messenger could finish his words, it felt something crawling across its forearms something that should not happen at all. As for it, Riley was not even an ant, barely a tardigrade in comparison to its size.

And yet, soon, it watched as its arm started to split open; releasing a cosmic energy that was the source of its life, its blood. And before it could even react, a flash of light suddenly popped out like a crescent between the darkness; completely slicing off the arm.

[Wh-]

And before it could even say anything, the rest of its colossal body followed. With Riley just waving his hands like a blade, slicing the Messenger's planet-sized body into pieces. Of course, the Messenger was still alive, it had a biological body, but it lived quite differently from the rest of the sentient species of the universe.

Its blood, which seemed like a collection of miniature stars, then started flying into each other, creating a bigger star in almost an instant. This star seemed to stare at Riley for a few seconds, before just suddenly flying away at a speed that made it almost completely disappear into the distance.

And of course, Riley chased after it. Because he knew, wherever it was going, there was more fun to be had. Perhaps, even the Evaniels? The Messengers and the evaniels have a sort of relationship with each other, as their civilization was almost as old as each other - if the Messenger was asking for a backup, then it would be against the evaniels.

Will he actually finally be able to fight against Queen Vania head-on? The only one he had ever really known to actually injure a Primordial during the Tournament. Granted, the primordials were in their humanoid forms, but it was still a feat that has not yet been replicated.

But alas, unfortunately for Riley, the Messenger did not escape to the evaniels at all - and as they continued to fly along the expanse of space, Riley realized where the Messenger was actually going as he scanned ahead.

It was leading him to the Common Council - where the Elder who killed Diley should be

resting.

"Oh...?" A wide smile started to crawl on Riley's face again,

"...I get to kill you twice?"