From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 718 "Getting anxious?"
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If the red divine seal truly possesses self-awareness, it would likely be in a state of unprecedented shock at this moment.

It discovered that the warriors before it were completely ignoring its psychological offensive.

Its whispers were enough to drive an entire colony into madness, enough to rout the army of the Federation of Humanity, but to these beings, they were like stones sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple.

There is only one reason.

Sui Meng and the warriors were all descendants of human emperors.

Their bloodline carries the mark of emperors, a realm that even chaotic evil gods cannot reach.

whispers
How could mere spiritual temptations possibly shake these beings who were born to be above the mundane?

Inside the cargo hold, on one side was a "battlefield" torn apart by fire and explosive arrows by the corpse variants, and on the other side was the frustration of the mental impact released by the red divine seal failing to achieve its goal.

The cargo hold was filled with the stench of blood and charred metal, but the presence of Sui Meng and the Glory Guard only served to accentuate a cold, solemn, and chilling atmosphere.

They were not mortals swallowed by darkness, but the spear of the empire.

Soon, the whispers in the cargo hold grew stronger, as if countless invisible mouths were murmuring in one's ear, trying to erode all thoughts.

The metal bulkhead trembled slightly, and the entire space was being squeezed and stretched by some kind of force.

Sui Meng remained unmoved.

His tall, heavily armored figure stomped heavily on the deck, making a deep, powerful sound.

Boom!
Boom!
Each step felt like a blow to the heart of the colossal ship, causing the surrounding ghouls and shadows to tremble involuntarily.

That was the power of the Primarch; it needed no words, its mere existence was enough to completely shift the center of gravity of the entire battlefield.

The red divine seal seemed to sense that a real threat was approaching it.

Its whispers suddenly turned urgent, and the previously indistinct tones now seemed to solidify into some kind of entity, directly bombarding the depths of Sui Meng's mind.

If it were an ordinary warrior, even an auxiliary soldier with an iron will, facing the mental attack of the divine seal, they would probably have already screamed in pain, or even gone mad on the spot.

However, Sui Meng's gaze beneath the helmet remained cold and unwavering.

He didn't even slow his pace, as if the mental disturbance was nothing more than a meaningless whisper in the wind.

Sensing the oppressive force, the red divine seal began to unleash new power.

roar------!!!
A roar suddenly erupted.

From the shadows deep within the cargo hold, more deformed and enormous figures crawled out.

Unlike the previous low-level necromancy variants, these individuals were far larger than ordinary people, with armor-like hard shells protruding from their shoulders and backs, and their limbs covered with bony spikes like blades. Some even grew bizarre tentacles, dragging metal debris forward.

Their eye sockets gleamed with a dark red light, seemingly a direct will bestowed by the divine seal.

As soon as these monsters appeared, they all let out heart-wrenching howls, the sound waves echoing through the cabin walls.

They surged towards Sui like a living wall of flesh and blood, attempting to engulf this unshakeable "threat" in a bloody frenzy.

but.
Sui Meng didn't even bother to look at him properly.

He simply raised his left arm, and the small seal script runes on his armor lit up instantly, as if hundreds of bolts of lightning had gathered in his palm at the same moment.

Then, he waved it lightly.

boom--! !

A visible psychic energy shock suddenly exploded, and countless runes swept out as flames.

Those special mutated corpses that rushed forward didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were torn apart and crushed by the psionic shock.

Flesh and bone instantly exploded into countless fragments, like pottery shattered by a giant hammer, even the debris splashed onto the deck exuded a scorching aura.

The impact shook the entire cargo hold, sending dust and debris flying and causing the lights to flicker violently.

But Sui Meng simply withdrew his arm and continued forward, as if everything that had happened before was nothing more than a layer of dust that he had casually brushed away.

The whisper of the red divine seal grew more urgent, as if...
"Getting anxious?"
It began to gather stronger mental fluctuations, and the whispers were no longer just simple murmurs, but transformed into a mental impact like a heavy hammer blow.

The air in the cargo hold vibrated, creating a disorienting illusion in the space, as if reality were wrinkling and collapsing.

If it were an ordinary soldier, his vision would be filled with illusions at this moment, making it difficult to distinguish friend from foe, and his mind would be completely in chaos.

But in Sui Meng's eyes, there was only one clear path: the direction leading to the red divine seal.

His steps were not fast, but so firm that they were unstoppable.

Each time the heavy armored boots fell, it was as if they were shattering the resistance of the divine seal.

Corpse variants continued to emerge, yet no "corpse" could stop his advance.

The Glory Guard cleared away the aftermath from the rear, while Sui Meng himself, like an arrowhead, aimed straight for the core.

As the distance continued to shrink, the power released by the red divine seal became increasingly violent.

The whispers became shrill, as if countless strange shadows were writhing in the shadows of the cargo hold, conjuring endless evil spirits, trying to overwhelm Sui Meng's figure.

The metal floor began to crack, the walls twisted into hideous faces, and the entire giant ship seemed to be "shouting" for the divine seal.

However, Sui Meng's steps remained calm.

Those illusions were nothing but reflections in a mirror and the moon in the water before him, completely untouchable, and the aura of the original body was as intense as the blazing sun, completely burning away the illusory shadows.

One step, another step.

An immense sense of oppression piled up, and with each step closer, a layer of cosmic barrier would shatter.

Finally, the shadow of the cargo hold was completely torn away.

Amidst the wreckage and twisted metal, the divine seal, gleaming with a dark red light, emerged.

Spiral in shape, resembling the form of DNA, it is like a "heart" soaked in blood, pulsating rhythmically and pathologically. Each beat is accompanied by whispers and surges of spirit, threatening to drag the entire world into an abyss.

Sui Meng stopped in his tracks.

He stood just a few steps away from the divine seal, the runes on his armor also shimmering faintly.

The Primarch was like an incomparably sharp blade, pointing directly at the source of the distortion.

The red divine seal seemed to sense that "the end is near." Its whispers were almost frantic, and the sound waves surged so violently that the entire cargo hold trembled. The lights turned dark red in an instant, as if the entire space was stained with blood.

But all of this was meaningless to Sui Meng.

He had already reached the divine seal.

At this moment, the air in the cargo hold of the Ishimura seemed to be sliced ​​apart layer by layer by invisible sharp blades, with hissing whispers rising and falling, becoming increasingly noisy as Sui Meng approached.

The crimson divine seal flickered incessantly, casting an eerie blood mist over the once-empty cabin. However, under Sui Meng's gaze, these whispers and illusions were as fragile as candles flickering in the wind.

He continued forward, each step like a thunderous war drum, shaking the "skeleton" of the Ishimura. The vanguard who had completed their task of clearing out the enemy withdrew their firepower and stood silently on both sides, like thirty iron prison gods draped in crimson cloaks, their gazes cold and silent.

They knew that the divine seal was no longer something they could touch; only their original bodies could personally unseal it.

The crimson divine seal sensed a deadly threat.

As Sui Meng approached, it suddenly released rings of distorted energy waves, tearing the cargo hold's armor plates apart with a piercing metallic groan.

The remains of numerous mutated corpses twitched and writhed instantly, drawn once again by this strange force, seemingly trying to reassemble and revive.

However, just as they raised their broken arms, the next moment, the spiritual energy flames released by Sui Meng's entire body ruthlessly annihilated them.

"enough."

Sui Meng's voice was deep and resonant, like a judgment falling from the heavens.

He slowly extended his hand, his palm facing the violently pulsating divine seal.

In an instant, the entire cargo hold seemed to be swallowed by an invisible vortex, with the spiritual and material levels overlapping and colliding, and crimson and pure energies tearing each other apart in the void.

The divine seal unleashed a fierce crimson light, transforming into countless illusions that rushed towards Sui Meng's mind—

There were the cries of infants, the wails of the dead, and even the whispers of twisted behemoths from the unknown abyss.

But all of this was as fragile as paper in the face of Sui Meng's psychic power.

The pure spiritual energy surging within him originated from Sui Yang, and was further refined into the "Pure Flame" through Athena's tactical training and Hera's spiritual energy instruction.

Without the slightest impurity, it was like pure gold firelight originating from the very essence of heaven and earth, bursting forth from his palm and forming a chain-like energy flow that bound straight towards the red divine seal.

boom--!
Crimson and golden light clashed violently in mid-air, sending sparks of energy flying and instantly illuminating the entire cargo hold as if it were daytime.

The divine seal struggled desperately, its patterns writhing wildly, trying to break free from the suppression of this pure spiritual energy.

But Sui Meng did not move an inch. He simply stood there, like an unshakeable pillar of heaven, suppressing that strange evil power with absolute will and pure spiritual energy.

"In vain."

Sui Meng's eyes shone with starlight, and his voice was extremely cold, as if it had directly struck the "spiritual" level of the divine seal.

Boom!

The final burst of crimson energy from the divine seal dissipated rapidly, like a receding tide of blood.

Its patterns gradually came to a standstill, and the ominous whispers were gradually eroded by the pure spiritual energy. In just a moment, this evil divine seal, which had once stirred up the entire giant ship and turned countless living beings into corpse variants, completely lost its struggle under Sui Meng's control.

With the complete sealing of pure psionic energy, the entire Ishimura suddenly fell silent.

The oppressive, distorted aura receded like a tide, and the remaining corpses stopped convulsing. Without the divine seal's pull, they returned to their cold, hard corpses, scattered on the ground.

The blood-red mist that had been shrouding the cargo hold quickly dissipated, revealing the cold, empty steel environment.

Sui Meng slowly withdrew his hand. The red divine seal was now sealed by layers of spiritual energy, quietly residing within the spiritual energy barrier, like a flame imprisoned, no longer able to emit any evil aura.

Sui Meng raised his eyes, his expression calm beneath his helmet, but the glint in his eyes revealed an absolute victory in this spiritual confrontation.

Upon seeing this, the warriors lowered their heads in respect of the Primarch.

Even these elite warriors had to admit that their Primarch was not only the sharpest spear on the battlefield, but also an unshakeable barrier on the spiritual and psionic level.

Sui Meng stared at the divine seal, a chill flashing through his heart.

He was not unaware that this so-called red divine seal was not simply a technological creation, but a fragment that touched upon the "extraordinary realm".

If it fell into the hands of an ordinary person, it would be enough to turn the entire planet into a nightmare.

But now, it is firmly under its own control, losing any possibility of causing any disturbance.

"Father is right, this is just a training ground."

He muttered to himself, his tone cold and confident.

As for the Ishimura, it has completely returned to tranquility.

Only the faint glow of pure psionic energy remained in the cargo hold, like a sacred fire burning in this deathly silence, illuminating the iron walls and wreckage.

Sui Meng stood in the radiance, his armor cold and imposing, his crescent-shaped power spear hanging at his side. His figure seemed to embody the beliefs and pride of all the Imperial Warriors.

To call him a "reckless man" would be the biggest misunderstanding of him.

Athena taught him how to strategize, Hera taught him how to master spiritual power, and the bloodline bestowed upon him by Sui Yang allowed him to stand at the pinnacle of all worlds.

In terms of skillful use of psychic energy, he may not be as profound as Magnus, but on the battlefield, his psychic energy is as pure and efficient as a raging fire, enough to completely burn away all filth.

The red divine seal has been sealed, and the gloom over the Ishimura has dissipated.

Shortly after--

"Notify the Legion's technical sergeants to immediately take over the guard of the Divine Seal."

His commands echoed in the empty cargo hold, carrying a certain invisible authority.

The technical sergeants, clad in black armor and aboard the Thunder Raid Boats, immediately obeyed the order. Their heavy, rhythmic footsteps echoed across the metal deck as they entered the cargo hold one by one.

The divine seal remained firmly sealed by psychic energy. The remaining red light on its surface was like the embers of a dying struggle, but it could no longer break through the pure psychic energy barrier.

The soldiers carefully set up an isolation array, with ritualistic mechanical devices and energy barriers intertwined to ensure that even if they took it away, the Divine Seal would never regain its freedom for even a moment.

Meanwhile, the technical engineers from the engineering department, under Sui Meng's orders, logged into the Shicun ship in batches.

Clad in heavy operational power armor and carrying scanning devices that flashed blue light, they advanced one by one along the dimly lit corridor.

The interior of the Ishimura was filled with wreckage and broken metal beams, and the air was thick with the smell of burnt metal and blood, but they still carried out the repair work in an orderly manner.

The most crucial step is to remove the planetary disintegration process targeting Aegis 7.

This program is like a "malignant tumor"; if it continues to run, the entire planet's crust will be mercilessly torn apart.

The engineers quickly located the control center, and then their fingertips flew across the console.

Meanwhile, the engineering ships of the engineering department were already waiting in high orbit around Aegis 7. As soon as the planetary disintegration process was completely removed, they could immediately begin repair work to gradually heal the damage to Aegis 7.

At the same time, Sui Meng also issued another order: "Auxiliary troops, enter the ship and search for possible survivors."

A large number of fully armed auxiliary troops also entered the Ishimura in raiding boats and transport boats. They were divided into several small teams and moved through the corridors, cabins and ruins.

In the dim light, they used searchlights to illuminate the lifeless corpses scattered throughout the passageways and corners.

The occasional crackling of electrical sparks added to the eeriness of the lifeless ship.

But they were not afraid, because they knew that the divine seal had been sealed and those corpse-mutants had become harmless corpses.

The Ishimura, this colossal ship once controlled by "heretic" forces, has now been completely brought under the control of the Empire's order.
(End of this chapter)