He could freely enter and exit this space at any time and travel to any Reincarnation World he desired.
Simultaneously, rows of notifications popped up before his eyes.
[Your identity has been switched from Reincarnator 13990212ssr to World Hunter 003!
All item exchange permissions have been unlocked.
Your starting Credit Points are 10,000!] [You have obtained the title: World Hunter.
Equipping this title will have an intimidating effect on regular Reincarnators.] [You have obtained the ability to travel freely between Reincarnation Worlds.] [You have obtained the Plunder ability.
You can loot all assets of Fallen Reincarnators you kill.] [You have activated the Attribute Panel.
Your abilities have been materialized into numerical data for easy viewing.] Attribute Panel?
With a mere thought, the status screen appeared before Alex.
[Name: Alex (World Hunter 003)] [Strength: 10,000,000] [Agility: 10,000,000] [Spirit: 10,000,000] [Constitution: 10,000,000] [Cosmo: Peak Seventh Sense Cosmo] [Ultimate Techniques: Diamond Dust, Aurora Execution] [Reincarnation Talents: World Travel, Plunder] Seeing his attributes, Alex could only marvel.
His four basic stats each reached a terrifying ten million, totaling forty million.
Was this really a number a human could achieve?
But thinking about it carefully, it made sense.
Gold Saints could fight head-on against gods and survive.
If their base stats didn’t break a million, they would instantly be wiped out the moment they met a deity.
But this…
World Hunter 003?
Alex suddenly noticed his identification number.
Did that mean there were two other World Hunters before him?
How strong were they?
Curious, Alex directly asked in his mind, “Are there any other World Hunters currently in the Reincarnation Space?” The blue text before his eyes paused slightly before displaying a new line.
[World Hunter 001 and World Hunter 002 have both perished…] Oh?
World Hunters could fall too?
Alex grew even more interested.
Aside from a select few universes, he could not imagine anyone capable of defeating a Gold Saint who was no longer bound by the gods’ curse of mortal equality!
With his current strength, as long as his opponent wasn’t a literal god, he felt confident he could try killing them.
This made things much more interesting.
Only things that posed a challenge could make him feel a slight thrill of excitement.
[Do you wish to proceed to a Reincarnation World?] Dozens of temporal holograms popped up in front of Alex.
Within these swirling visions, critical moments from various worlds played on repeat like movie clips.
A one-armed, red-haired man placed a straw hat on a young boy’s head, the sea breeze fluttering their clothes against the backdrop of a churning blue ocean…
A short, bald man was crushed into meat paste in mid-air by a purple creature, while a youth with spiky, crab-like hair let out a roar of absolute despair: “Frieza!”…
A white-haired, middle-aged man was besieged to death by six ninjas clad in black robes…
A black-haired youth trained relentlessly every day, buying cheap, discounted groceries…
Alex noticed that the colors of these worlds varied in intensity.
Some gave off a pale red hue, as if covered by a faint mist of blood.
Others were a deep crimson, as though soaked in a pool of blood.
A few were entirely suffocated by a thick, visceral blood-red color, with viscous liquid seemingly dripping from the edges of the holograms, as if the entire world were weeping blood.
A prompt box from the Reincarnation Space popped up.
[The more severely a world is corrupted, the deeper the red.
If the timeline is completely altered, the world will be utterly destroyed…] Alex frowned slightly.
This Reincarnation Space was doing a terrible job.
So many worlds he recognized were already heavily corrupted.
As the Reincarnation Space managing these Reincarnation Worlds, how was it so incompetent?
Alex waved his hand dismissively.
Since there was still some time before the Galaxian Wars officially began back in the Saint Seiya universe, he could take this opportunity to pick a world and see exactly what these “Fallen Reincarnators” were all about before the wheels of his own history started turning.
So, which world should he visit first?
As a transmigrator with a god’s-eye view of the plotlines, Alex practically knew the stories of these Reincarnation Worlds by heart.
First of all, if he wanted to find something beneficial to his current level of power, the world he chose couldn’t be too low-tier.
He had zero interest in worlds filled with shambling, wide-mouthed zombies, nor was he interested in robotic AI crises.
They were of no use to him; if those worlds were destroyed, so be it.
Finally, as his gaze swept across the numerous temporal holograms, Alex locked onto a specific world!
It showed a massive, towering man.
His white mustache, curved upwards like a crescent moon, trembled in the wind.
He raised a giant naginata blade toward the Marine Headquarters before him.
“My sons!
Kill them all!”