Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 690 Disordered Space (Part 2)
"The dragon race's... 'Stabilizers'?" Atlanca murmured the unfamiliar word.

Indeed, before the resurgence of Adaloni, the term "Solidator" had disappeared from the continent for centuries. Had Adaloni not escaped from the prison of Senel, and had Vasily and Shaneva not deciphered numerous books from the Human Era and the Steam Era through "White Night" and "Red Wave," perhaps this term would have vanished from human history forever.

Just like the countless cycles that humanity has experienced, "disappearance" is simply "disappearance," as if these magnificent things had never existed at all.

"After all, you're just a marginal figure in the Federation, Atlanta." Hoshino Shota's lips curled into a meaningful, cold smile, his face twitching slightly, revealing a helpless yet mocking expression, half sarcastic and half explanatory:

"Whether in the 'Viking' era or the 'Vasily' era, you have never established any military merits as a human, nor have you directed production in the rear to support the front lines. All you have done is rely on the merits of your ancestors to endlessly demand from the entire Federation."

“Slander! This is slander!” Atlanca roared angrily.

Then, he threw away the rocket launcher, which was already cracked and charred and was emitting wisps of black smoke, and pulled out the "Boscia" pistol, which was issued to federal officers, from his waist again, and pulled the trigger toward Hoshino Shota.

boom! boom! boom!
Whoosh!Whoosh!
The two bullets vanished as if they had disappeared into the void the moment they touched Hoshino Shota's forehead, leaving only increasingly obvious colorless ripples that continued to spread outwards into the surrounding space.

The last silver bullet grazed his scalp as it slid towards the edge of the underground space, exploding abruptly just before hitting the hard wall, turning into a beautiful burst of fireworks.

To the surprise of those present, the bright and dazzling firework did not disappear, but remained in its exploded state, "frozen" in place.

"The 'Dragon's Constables' are demigods qualified to look directly at the Creator. Among them, the '13th Constable' possesses the power to control space and dimensions. The 'Arm of Klein' is the 'bridge' connecting our world with the plane inhabited by that 'Constable.' However..." Hoshino Shota rubbed his burning scalp, staring at the crimson blood in his hand, and continued to explain:

"Human folly is always the same. Ivana back then is now Atlanca. In order to thoroughly 'study' the mysteries of space and dimensions, and even more so to control the power of space, Ivana asked Charles XII to use despicable means to arrest a 'Strong Ruler' who was equally powerful, and then used the 'Arm of Klein' to send him to the 'Strong Ruler No. 13'."

"And then?" Atlanca pressed, noticing that a circular area beneath Hoshino Shota's feet had turned crimson—the color of blood. Yet, no blood had flowed to Hoshino Shota's feet.

"The 'Number 13 Defender' was murdered, and the 'Defender' who assisted Ivana fell into a brief coma under the influence of magical energy and was imprisoned in the Sener Prison... until last year, when Vasily Voliganov released him." Hoshino Shota took a deep breath and replied.

"It's Adaloni, right?" Dark, who had been standing to the side for a long time, actually stepped forward and came to face Hoshino Shota, asking:

"Perhaps even he himself doesn't know this. He only remembers being near Lake Jobel, trapped in the Karlov Gate because of Light Hein, arriving in their dragon clan's illusionary realm, and defeating an insignificant opponent. Could it be that, in reality, this part of his memory is distorted?"

"I can't answer any of your questions about memories. After all, the Creator never created the concept of 'memory' when He created this universe. In His grand vision, all living beings can possess intelligence and deserve power, but they cannot possess 'inspiration.' 'Inspiration' is something only the Creator is entitled to." Hoshino Shota pointed to the increasingly chaotic light around him and the space above his head that was gradually becoming as dazzling as a diamond, and said:

According to the "Ivana Secret Files - K03," the so-called "power of space" is a technology achieved through the "power of time." In four-dimensional space, any two locations, even those tens of thousands of meters apart, can be reached instantly. It's like bending a piece of paper and bringing the dots drawn at both ends together.

"The dragon realm where the 'Number 13 Defender' resided was His 'Number 13 Extradimensional Space'. Ivana used the 'Path of Ivan' and the 'Consciousness Jump Device' to send Adaloni's consciousness back to the past, guiding him into the abyss of Lake Robel, where he killed the 'Number 13 Defender' once."

"You mean, the stronghold lord didn't die immediately?" Dark asked, somewhat confused.

"If that 'Number 13, the Fixed Ruler' could elevate his own dimension to the fifth dimension, then to kill him, one would need to kill him once in every possible parallel world that might split. Unfortunately, the Creator does not transfer his dimensional power to anyone, including gods," Hoshino Shota explained, trying to use simple language as much as possible.
"The power 'Conqueror No. 13' could only maintain his dimension between three and four dimensions. Coupled with the excessive consumption of 'dimensional power' during the ancient 'Dragon War,' his physical form was reduced to a 'Dragon Realm Body' from around 600 years into the Steam Age and a 'Body of Despair' from the time of Charles XII. However, Ivana stored 'Conqueror No. 13's' power in the 'Dimensional Storage Device,' and with the 'Ivanov Telescope,' later Emperor Ivan XXII was able to glimpse so much of the future technology. Of course, he also foresaw the future collapse of the Empire. However, the 'Dimensional Storage Device' and its key, the 'Arm of Klein,' were the Empire's 'ultimate secrets.' Except for successive Emperors of Crusad, all those involved in this project were executed."

“Since the ‘Arm of Klein’ is the key, then why don’t I just send someone to ‘bring it back’ and close the rift in the ‘dimension’ again?” Atlanca said anxiously, her hands trembling as she grabbed Hoshino Shota’s torn collar, as if she had grasped a lifeline.

"It's not that easy," Hoshino Shota said, pointing to the space above his head.

"After tearing through dimensions, the 'Arm of Klein' will run out of energy and fall into slumber once more. There is only one way to awaken it, and that is through the 'End of Ashes' led by our 'Dark Night Investigation Team'. Originally, we wanted to use 'Eternal Light's' powerful and unwavering will, along with his dragon body comparable to a god, to have him control the 'Arm of Klein' to exile Athos."

"But it was only because of your ambition and your folly that the energy we painstakingly maintained was thrown out of balance. The 'Arm of Klein' briefly broke through the restrictions set by the Creator for Ordered Demons with the help of the dragon power of 'Eternal Light,' granting him a brief ability to create. Now, unless Ato is willing to sacrifice himself, we will be left forever in this chaotic space, to face eternal loneliness and... the judgment of fate."

As soon as Hoshino Shota finished speaking, the surrounding space began to emit unsettling sound waves. Soon, the chaotic space and dimensions intertwined, causing the entire "magnificent building" to vanish into thin air.

To say it has disappeared is not accurate. It is simply that due to the expansion of dimensions, the interior and exterior are interconnected, forming a "connected" space that can only maintain a temporary balance.

Soon, the small door of the "Between of Truth" was replicated without limit by space, almost filling the entire lower level of the space. And the space from the rooftop to the sky was like a "pyramid" with infinite facets, radiating a dazzling, brilliant, but devastating "fire color".

"This is just a show put on by your 'Dark Night Investigation Team' and 'Chaos Group,' isn't it? I know there are quite a few 'deceitful' among you who can create illusions and disrupt human cognition. Actually, there's no distortion of dimensions or space, right? As long as I keep moving in one direction, I can break the illusion." Atlanca laughed wildly, as if he had suddenly realized something.

Then, he actually threw away the "Boscia" pistol and rocket launcher in his hand, and provocatively glanced at Hoshino Shota through the heavy mask. With a hoarse groan coming from his throat, he was about to walk towards the small door that belonged to the "Room of Truth".

"Let me warn you, Atlanca, if you rashly enter a chaotic dimension, you will suffer a fate worse than death. And no one can save you," Hoshino Shota said, grabbing Atlanca's arm and dissuading him.

This wasn't due to his saintly heart, but rather because if Atlanca did something foolish again and disrupted the fragile balance within this chaotic space, the difficulty of finding a way out would increase exponentially.

After all, random and chaotic spatial combinations mean trillions of possibilities, and for each possible change, there are different ways to escape.

In the current situation, instead of randomly searching for an exit, it's better to wait and see, and wait for the remaining consciousness of "Eternal Light" to be able to fight against "Klein's Arm" and guide it to tear open another exit to the outside world.

Atlanca was clearly on the verge of collapse. The tension before launching the attack, the excitement when dealing with the "Dark Night Investigation Team", and the panic when he realized he was in the "Disordered Space" had already overwhelmed his spirit.

Right now, all he wants is to get out of here as quickly as possible, nothing more.

However, the instant he stepped through the small door of the "Between of Truth," his figure simultaneously appeared in every corner of the "Magnificent Tower." Above everyone's heads, the infinitely faceted "pyramid" was now reflecting the internal organs and flesh of Atlanca on every facet.

Even his pounding heart was clearly visible!