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The permafrost layer in the Extreme Abyss Forbidden Zone has completely disappeared, replaced by a boiling lava lake covering an area of ​​ten square kilometers.

The intense heat of several thousand degrees instantly vaporized the groundwater, and the white, toxic fog, mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur, turned this absolute dead zone in the Southern Hemisphere into a living hell. The air was visibly distorted due to the extreme heat, and even breathing felt like having a red-hot blade stuffed into your lungs.

In the very center of this lava lake, a colossal object burst through the mantle's rock layers, rising from the ground with a deafening roar that shook the earth's crust.

It was enormous, so enormous it instilled a sense of colossal fear. There were no fancy paint jobs, no humanoid limbs. It was like a mobile geometric fortress, entirely cast from a pure black, unidentified metal. The seamless black armor, reflecting the lava, shimmered with a chilling, eerie light. Splashes of lava struck its surface, leaving not a single white mark.

The ultimate error correction mechanism for the Pangu Defense Line.

Zero the Purger.

This creation from fourteen years ago, the ultimate weapon buried at the deepest level of the abyss, has now been forcibly awakened.

The enormous red sphere at its top slowly rotated, like the one-eyed eye of death. Inside the sphere, dark red light began to swell and contract like blood vessels, then locked onto a protruding rock at the edge of the lava lake that had barely managed to stay afloat.

On the rocky reef, the battered and bruised Devourer tank stood.

Inside the carriage, the temperature was approaching fifty degrees Celsius.

The amputee veteran strapped himself tightly to the passenger seat with the seatbelt, sweat pouring down his face like a waterfall, washing away the blood and grime. He gripped the welding torch, its fuel long since exhausted, his knuckles white. He didn't look back at his unconscious comrades in the medical bay, nor at the welded-locked door to pod zero.

He stared intently out of the car through the bulletproof windshield, which was cracked with countless spiderweb-like patterns from the heat.

On the scorching hot rock five meters directly in front of the car.

Su Yuan stood ramrod straight, clad in a black combat suit. He wore no protective exoskeleton, nor did he activate any energy shields. He stood there, like a knife plunged into this infernal realm.

"drop--"

The sharp electronic sound of the lock being completed pierced through the roar of the magma.

boom!

A burst of red light.

No sound could describe the terror of that beam of light. The beam was over twenty meters in diameter, ionizing all the air in its path. It was an annihilation beam capable of instantly vaporizing a heavy defensive base into gas.

Without warning, they simply and irrationally eliminated people.

Faced with the overwhelming crimson light of death, Su Yuan's eyes showed not the slightest fluctuation.

He didn't back down.

He moved.

Su Yuan stomped his right foot hard on the scorching basalt beneath his feet. The hard rock instantly shattered into dust.

Using this enormous reaction force, he was like a black cannonball launched from a gun, rising directly into the air in the face of the thick red light that was pressing down on him.

In mid-air, the sleeve of Su Yuan's left arm moved automatically without any wind.

The "Cloud" mark emitted an extremely violent purple light at that moment. The purple light pierced through the skin's restraints and spread wildly along the veins in his forearm like living vines, instantly enveloping his entire left palm.

There was no unnecessary or drawn-out power-building movement.

The phantom of a horizontal sword appeared out of thin air in his palm, and then solidified completely in a fraction of a second.

With a bronze base, the blade's surface lacks the reflective sheen expected of metal, instead displaying flowing, grayish-white ripples. Within those ripples are countless tiny, constantly arising and ceasing high-dimensional paradoxical runes.

This is not a cold weapon in the physical sense.

This is a conceptual weapon—the Blade of Judgment—forged from deep-space impurities using a bronze casting platform.

Su Yuan gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and at the moment his body reached its highest point, he slashed down heavily towards the red beam of light that was capable of obliterating everything.

The blade cut into the very center of the beam of light.

There was no earth-shattering energy explosion, no dazzling flames shooting into the sky.

There was only a very faint, tearing sound, like the tearing of silk.

The higher-dimensional rules directly cut off the energy outflow at the three-dimensional level.

The thick, annihilating red light was forcefully cleaved in two from the very middle by that seemingly thin bronze horizontal sword.

Two beams of red light grazed past the armor on both sides of Su Yuan's body, without even bringing a trace of burnt smell.

The beam of light, now severed, slammed into the churning lava lake behind him.

The boiling magma on the lake surface vanished instantly upon contact with the red light, without even producing any water vapor; it simply turned into nothingness.

A vacuum trench, hundreds of meters wide and seemingly bottomless, was carved out. At the bottom of the trench, one could even see layers of dark blue-green mantle rock that had not yet melted.

With nowhere to escape, the high-temperature gases violently spread to both sides, creating two towering, fiery hurricanes on the lake's surface.

Right in the eye of the storm.

Su Yuan landed smoothly. His leather boots thudded on the rocks. His bronze sword pointed diagonally at the ground, the blade showing no sign of heat.

in the carriage.

The amputee veteran's chin almost hit his chest; he forgot to breathe, and his eyes were bloodshot from extreme congestion.

This scene is forever etched on his retina.

One person, with a knife, faced the ultimate weapon of the defense line and cleaved through the light.

Tears mixed with dust streamed down his deeply lined cheeks, into the corners of his chapped mouth, and tasted somewhat salty.

Fourteen years.

These old bones, like rats, hid in the dark underground, barely keeping the secret by lining up to jump into the incinerator and immolate themselves. They thought the outside world had long been devoured, and that what they were guarding was nothing more than a steel coffin that could freeze to death at any moment.

When that Titan rose up just now, he thought it was all over, and that the bronze platform he had just acquired would also be buried here.

But now.

The man standing in front, all by himself, managed to hold up the sky.

"Old commander..." The old soldier cried and grinned silently, "We didn't wait for some coward to die. We waited for a war god who can tear a hole in this rotten world."

In mid-air, the Zero Purge's main brain experienced a brief logical lag.

In its underlying code, there is no physical possibility that any carbon-based life form could directly withstand an annihilation beam.

But as the ultimate weapon, it has no hesitation mechanism whatsoever.

The first strike failed.

A series of extremely dense and ear-piercing metallic gear grinding sounds immediately emanated from the surface of the massive fortress.

Click click click click.

The massive black armor plates folded outwards like the reverse scales of some behemoth. On the Titan's broad chest and two enormous shoulder areas, its true ferocious killing intent was revealed.

Hundreds of concealed heavy secondary gun barrels, each more than half a meter in diameter, sprang out in dense array.

The charging coil inside the gun barrel lights up instantly within 0.1 seconds.

The eerie blue light of the secondary plasma converged into a deathly blue sea, casting an eerie hue over the entire gloomy sky.

This is not a single-point strike; it is an absolute barrage of artillery fire. Once a salvo is fired, not only the Devourer, but everything within a one-kilometer radius of this reef will be blasted into elementary particles in an instant.

Below, the edge of the reef.

Wang Hugang threw the bronze casting platform, which was half a person's height but not very heavy, onto the flat ground. The scorching hot rocks made the soles of his tactical boots sizzle.

He looked up and saw the overwhelming blue cannons coldly aimed in his direction.

Holy crap!

Wang Hu's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, veins bulging from his neck to his forehead. He turned and roared hoarsely at Su Yuan ahead, "Boss! Retreat! That metal hull's barrage of fire has no blind spots! Retreat back and use the vehicle to hold them off!"

withdraw?

Su Yuan's lips curled into a chilling smile.

He stomped his left foot hard on the edge of the protruding reef. Instead of taking a step back, he used the massive updraft generated by the splitting of the previous red light to launch himself like a cannonball.

The speed breaks the sound barrier the instant it starts.

The surrounding air was compressed by an extremely violent force, producing an airburst like a thunderclap. A ring of solidified white sonic boom cloud suddenly exploded beneath Su Yuan's feet.

A distance of 100 meters can be covered in less than a thousandth of a second at supersonic speeds.

Just as those secondary gun barrels had finished their final heat dissipation and the pale blue plasma was about to be ejected from the barrel.

Su Yuan had already smashed through the heat wave and hovered in mid-air directly in front of the mechanical titan's massive visor.

His body twisted violently in mid-air using terrifying inertia.

He wielded his bronze sword with his left hand, executing a deft and precise flourish. He didn't use the sharp blade to cut the cannon barrels, because that would not only be time-consuming but also risk severing the energy circuit and causing an uncontrollable premature detonation.

Su Yuan flipped the blade over, aiming the heavy back of the blade at the target.

His right arm muscles bulged violently, tearing his sleeve. He used all the momentum from the fall, combined with his own irrational violence.

boom!

The back of the blade struck the joint of the main drive shaft of the Titan's breastplate cannon array with a sharp and precise blow.

A deafeningly loud bang rang out.

The pure physical violence, amplified by the paradox of higher dimensions, completely shattered the armored structure of that area. The drive shaft twisted and broke under the impact pressure of tens of thousands of tons, jamming the internal deflection gears.

The lifting mechanisms inside the hundreds of connected gun barrels were all jammed halfway through.

The fully charged secondary plasma was forcibly blocked inside the deformed cannon barrel, and the entire chest armor area emitted an extremely dangerous, ear-piercing buzzing sound, as if the barrel was about to explode.

"Hold it back."

Su Yuan's voice was icy. He gripped the hilt of his sword with one hand, hanging the horizontal blade like a nail in the gaps of the Titan's damaged armor to steady himself, while his free right hand reached into the tactical pocket on his chest with incredible speed.

When the fingers were pulled out, a slightly yellowed piece of paper, full of creases, was held between them.

That was a manuscript left by Qin Zhao, the first chief engineer of the Pangu Project.

This piece of paper lay buried in the ashes at the bottom of the Abyss for fourteen years. Its edges were soaked with sweat, blood, and ashes, and it bore the purest genetic code of Qin Zhao, the first core commander of the expeditionary force.

"Look carefully at what this is."

Su Yuan located the largest, constantly rotating main optical sensor directly above the Titan's faceplate.

Snapped.

A slap. The yellowed manuscript was firmly slapped onto the surface of the infrared lens.

The instant the paper touches the sensor.

The hydraulic systems of the engines inside the Mechanical Titan, which were running wildly, were as if a giant hammer had broken the main switch.

A loud, screeching sound came from the metal parts that were being forcibly braked.

The internal core circuits of the hundreds of secondary gun barrels on the verge of exploding were instantly and forcibly shut off by the system. The deadly, eerie blue light from the muzzles dimmed rapidly, like a cigarette butt being extinguished.

The optical sensor on the visor, whose originally bright red locking sphere suddenly shrank.

The light began to flash at a high frequency.

Red, yellow. Red, yellow.

In the tactical public channel, Xiao Huo's urgent, mechanical voice suddenly rang out, cutting in directly:

"Sir! The target's optical system has detected a hidden DNA sequence on the surface of the manuscript!"

"The underlying defense logic has been suspended, and permission matching and comparison are being performed..."

"Warning: This is the final physical firewall of the Pangu Zero Protocol. If the comparison fails or the compatibility falls below the extreme value, Titan will terminate all conventional weapons and directly detonate the miniature collapse nuclear bombs inside. The Abyss Forbidden Zone will be completely wiped out in 0.1 seconds."

On the rocks below.

Tang Lan had somehow managed to place the heavy sniper rifle firmly on Wang Hu's broad shoulders.

The scorching heat of the rocks seeped through the soles of her non-slip boots, even giving the edges of her tactical gloves a burnt smell. But she remained motionless, like an ice sculpture.

The cold, abyss-like right eye pressed firmly against the scope. The crosshairs were locked onto the core reactor deep within the gaps of the Titan's chest armor, radiating violent energy fluctuations.

Her index finger was pressed tightly against the trigger, her knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force.

Tang Lan didn't speak, but Wang Hu could clearly feel the absolute killing intent emanating from the gun barrel she was holding to his shoulder.

If that damn indicator light were even slightly off, even if it was only a fraction of a second too early, Tang Lan would pull the trigger without hesitation, sending the specially made armor-piercing round into the reactor and forcibly detonating that big iron lump.

The surrounding air seemed to have been sucked out at that moment, becoming so thick and suffocating.

drop--

A crisp, almost indistinct sound, reminiscent of the startup sound of some ancient system from the old Blue Star era, suddenly rang out above this vast, empty lava-covered land.

The alarming yellow light on the sensor stopped flashing.

The blinding red light completely faded away.

The entire sphere of light turned into a calm, soft, and slightly ancient blue.

"Underlying sequence parsing complete. Match rate: 100%"

"Identity confirmed: First in line to inherit the Pangu Defense Line."

The originally menacing electronic voice has been transformed into a flat, mechanical statement.

Wang Hu's tense muscles suddenly relaxed, and he exhaled a long breath of stale air with a strong sulfur smell, just about to let his shoulders, which were supporting the heavy sniper rifle, sink down.

"That's more like it." Wang Hu wiped the sweat from his face. "We're all on the same side, it's like the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple..."

But he hadn't quite caught his breath yet.

The pale blue sphere of light, which had just stabilized, trembled violently without warning.

next second.

The deep, dark blue was instantly covered by a scarlet red that was even more frenzied and dazzling than before! That red was so intense it looked like it was about to drip blood.

The mechanical titan's electronic voice instantly rose eight octaves, returning to its extremely sharp, cold, and ruthless state of killing intent.

"Serious warning!"

"Environmental probes detected extremely high concentrations of abyss-level contaminants in the first-order inherited human body surface and deep cellular tissues!"

"Band analysis: Dark red high-dimensional crystal impurity. Origin: Deep space parent body."

"Hazard assessment level updated: Cataclysmic!"

"System has triggered the final defense sequence: Zero Purification Protocol."

"The routine erasure command has been terminated. It has been changed to—absolute high-temperature physical filtration."

The ear-piercing screeching sound of mechanical armor rubbing against each other erupted once again.

This ultimate weapon did not retract any of its attack stances.

The black main armor plate, several meters thick, located in the very center of its chest cavity, emitted an extremely muffled roar of pressure release before suddenly sliding to both sides.

A massive main reactor, five meters in diameter, was completely exposed to the air.

The center of the reactor did not emit the eerie blue light characteristic of plasma.

Instead, it is an extremely dazzling, pure white halo that can instantly blind ordinary people.

That was a high-temperature plasma purification beam with a temperature approaching tens of thousands of degrees, designed purely for burning microscopic material structures.

Without a doubt, the center of this beam of light was locked onto Su Yuan, who was still clinging to its faceplate and less than three meters away from the reactor.

"Fuck your mother's rotten tin!"

Wang Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and his shoulders, which had just been lowered, suddenly bulged up like springs, his muscles bulging.

The temperature in Tang Lan's eyes plummeted to absolute zero. A murderous intent exploded in her pupils.

Without any hesitation, and without considering the consequences.

She jerked her index finger back sharply, about to pull the trigger and send the special bullet from the chamber into the white-glowing reactor. Even if it meant mutual destruction, she had to save Su Yuan.

Just as the trigger was about to fire the firing pin, with only one millimeter remaining to the firing point.

A large, calloused hand reached out aggressively from the side.

Wang Hu gripped the scorching hot barrel tightly, using brute force to push the muzzle of Tang Lan's gun down a full inch. The butt of the gun struck Tang Lan's collarbone with a dull thud.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Tang Lan turned her head sharply, her left eye, which wasn't equipped with a scope, was bloodshot, and she growled at Wang Hu like a lone wolf that had been thoroughly enraged.

"Don't fire! You fucking listen to yourselves!"

Wang Hu was covered in sweat, but his expression was strangely calm. He pointed to the communication terminal on his ear with his other finger.

Tang Lan was taken aback.

In the tactical public channel, there were no gasps or curses from Su Yuan as she had imagined, as he faced a fatal crisis.

There was only an extremely faint hissing sound of electricity.

And then, a very short, chilling laugh that sent shivers down one's spine.

That was Su Yuan's smile.

It wasn't the bitter laugh of someone facing a dead end, but rather the heartfelt mockery of a top hunter watching helplessly as their fattest prey treads step by step into the death trap they themselves set.

boom!!!

A pure white column of high-temperature plasma light poured out of the main reactor like a volcanic eruption.

Without any buffering or spatial attenuation, this violent beam of light completely engulfed Su Yuan, who was right next to it, in blinding glare.

This is the view from the rocky reef below.

That was practically a suicidal execution. The white light formed a small solar flare, and Su Yuan's black figure was so small in this high temperature—enough to vaporize the steel plates of a special warship in a fraction of a second—that it seemed as if it would evaporate into the most basic particles at any moment.

however.

Su Yuan, who was in the very center of the white light, did not let out a single scream.

Instead of activating the Paradox Armor shield on his left arm, which was powerful enough to withstand conceptual-level attacks, he released his grip on the gaps in the Titan Armor.

Su Yuan completely relaxed, letting himself float in this torrent of intense energy.

He took the initiative and completely opened up every pore of his body, releasing the defensive stress mechanisms of every muscle.

This is the light of purification.

This was the final, indiscriminate cleansing procedure left behind by the original expeditionary force fourteen years ago to prevent their chosen successor from being parasitized by the Deep Space Matrix. It was the purest form of high-level energy, carrying no hostile physical intent.

Su Yuan desperately needs this energy right now.

In the previous underground ruins of the Abyss, in order to ignite that bronze casting platform, he had no choice but to gouge out the dark red crystal from the parasitic eye of the Abyss Mother with his bare hands.

Even with the forceful suppression of the higher-dimensional rules, the catastrophic crystal impurities, like extremely fine, bone-deep ulcers, still seeped into the depths of his capillaries and meridians through the gaps in his skin.

This is a ticking time bomb that could kill at any moment. He has to devote a great deal of energy to suppressing it.

This ancient Titan's detector is very accurate; it does indeed carry a catastrophic contamination source.

But now that someone has offered him such a high-end "cleaning tank," he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Tens of thousands of degrees of beams of light washed over Su Yuan's body again and again.

The black special operations suit did not burn under the protection of the rules, but was instead penetrated by the beam of light.

Through the skin's surface.

Su Yuan could clearly perceive the tiny, dark red threads hidden on the walls of blood vessels and attached to the edges of bone marrow, which were invisible to the naked eye.

The moment one comes into contact with this pure, pristine, high-temperature white light, it's like a demon encountering the blazing sun.

They emit shrill screams at frequencies inaudible to ordinary people, twisting and struggling wildly, trying to burrow deeper into their organs to escape.

But white light can penetrate anywhere.

*Sigh*

A faint sound of vaporization echoed continuously within my body.

The dark red deep-space impurities were forcibly burned and vaporized bit by bit, peeled off from Su Yuan's body, and expelled through his pores. Then, under the high temperature of the outside world, they completely turned into nothingness without even leaving ashes.

Moreover, under the extreme energy surge, Su Yuan's bones emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds, as if millions of jade beads were simultaneously shattering and reforming.

His meridians were violently widened, and the sound of his blood flowing was as heavy as if mercury were being pumped.

The hidden dangers have been completely eliminated.

Instead, there is an unprecedented, transformative lightness, and a pure power that almost overflows from the skin.

"I've had my free showers done."