Meanwhile, in a space sea at the edge of the Absolute Space Sea, on the surface of a very weak star, there was a very quiet village.
A strong, dark-skinned, old farmer was chopping into the loose earth with a hoe that he held in his hands.
Noon was in full swing and the sun was at its highest point in the sky.
Large beads of sweat rolled down the old man's forehead and back, but he kept working.
All of a sudden, he stopped, raised his head, and looked up at the sky.
Boom! Boom!
Two beams of extremely bright light shot out from the old man's eyes, piercing through the space in the distance.
"I sense the aura of the reincarnation army.
They are marching in the Absolute Space Sea,"
the old man murmured.
"A long time ago, the three Lords of Reincarnation said that if the reincarnation army were to ever reappear in the Absolute Space Sea, it would be the day when our reincarnation race would rise again.
It has finally come!"
the old man exclaimed.
Then, he turned and looked back down at the ground with a determined look on his face.
"That means I can't just sit around. I have to do something.
Now that the reincarnation race is coming back, the darkness race won't be happy. There will be a fierce battle to fight.
And I can't miss it!"
he continued.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As he spoke, a terrifying aura gushed out of every one of his pores. It looked like a dead volcano was erupting.
"Everyone, show yourselves!"
the old man shouted.
He waved the hoe in his hand and cast it forward.
Boom!
A huge space channel opened wide in front of him.
On the other side, a small world appeared.
Then, the sound of heavy marching footsteps could be heard.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
An army walked out of the small world in uniform lines.
They were a part of the reincarnation army.
"Greetings, commander!"
The army stopped in front of the old man and bowed to him.
Before their very eyes, the hoe in the old man's hand had transformed into a long, golden halberd and it emitted golden light.
"Everyone, today we will return to the Absolute Space Sea!"
the old man announced.
"We will go back!"
the army echoed.
Then, following the old man's lead, they headed for the Absolute Space Sea.
As they marched, endless, murderous will emanated from the army, shaking a large area of the space.
Before long, many creatures had noticed them.
"Look!
It's the reincarnation army!"
the creatures screamed, pointing unapologetically as they passed by.
"That's a lot of them! I think the members of the reincarnation race are really coming back now!"
"Yes! The reincarnation race was never really destroyed!
They were only hiding.
Now they're back!"
the creatures exclaimed, looking around at the army with wide eyes.
Everyone was watching the reincarnation race's movements.
Pedro ran the fastest. Everyone in his path was sliced in half.
"March!
Kill all the survivors of the reincarnation army!"
the leader of the darkness army ordered in a booming voice.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
They collided in the middle of the battlefield and a fierce fight began. Both sides fought their hardest.
"I'll kill you first!"
Pedro yelled, glaring straight at the leader of the darkness race.
"Not if I kill you first!"
the leader of the darkness race retorted, rushing towards Pedro.
They clashed and swung at each other, carrying out a violent battle.
A moment later, the fight ended.
Pedro's strength was astonishing. He threw one punch after another. The force of a single one could move a gigantic mill.
He continued to pummel the leader of the darkness race with his powerful fists.
With each hit, the leader of the darkness race became more and more afraid. His bones cracked and blood would occasionally spurt through his lips.
Soon, he learned that this space was completely under the control of Pedro's fist force and he was shocked.
The terrifying fist force was the only thing that remained in this space.
In the end, the leader of the darkness army was forced to bend over and bow his head. The force behind Pedro's fists was too much for him to handle.
His body started to shrink.
Finally, he turned into a small, black figure. He was only a few inches tall. Although he struggled desperately, he couldn't do anything.
"Ah!"
The little, black figure let out a high-pitched squeak and exploded, turning into a black cloud of blood and dissipating in the wind.
"Now it's your turn!"
Pedro shouted as he swung his fist at the other members of the darkness army.
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