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The wind carried ashes and swirled wildly across the ice field.

The thousand-meter-tall executioner's divine body had completely collapsed, its last drop of essence squeezed dry by the refining furnace. The sky was filled with coarse, gray ashes.

Li Daikui knelt amidst the shattered ice, his rough hands wiping the blood from the corners of his eyes. He grinned, the suppressed growl in his throat transforming into a ripping, maniacal laugh. Old Chen, dragging his broken leg, clung tightly to several remaining soldiers of the Xuanwu Company.

They won. They survived.

A feeling of ecstasy spread across every inch of the frozen ground.

drop.

drop.

An extremely faint, yet cold and emotionless countdown suddenly rang out from the center of the executioner's remains.

It directly cuts into everyone's tactical communication bands.

The smile on Li Daikui's face froze instantly. His facial muscles spasmed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes squeezed together tightly, and his pupils contracted violently.

The ecstasy was abruptly extinguished.

A chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the back of their heads. The temperature on the ice field was already on the verge of absolute zero, but now all the veterans felt as if they were in an ice cellar where even their souls were frozen.

"Detection detected: a third successor fused with a fragment of a higher-dimensional deity..."

"The Pangu Zero Lost Protocol has been triggered."

This sound belonged to the most secret military frequency band of the old Blue Star Expeditionary Force. Li Daikui had heard it once fourteen years ago, when the order for everyone to hold the rear and fight to the death was given.

A blinding burst of dark red light erupted from the remaining black sternum in front of them. The light projected holographically in all directions, instantly constructing a massive galaxy map covering an area of ​​ten miles in radius.

The location representing Earth is sending out high-dimensional pulses at an extremely high frequency. It is a physical coordinate that has been hidden for fourteen years.

The electronic sound continued without any pause.

"Fourteen years ago, the true coordinates of the Pangu 001 wandering flagship were no longer physically obscured."

"The covert positioning signal has been broadcast throughout the entire deep space matrix."

"The escape game has officially begun."

On the star map, the dense ring of deep-space fleet lights surrounding Earth, which had been drifting erratically, suddenly changed in less than three seconds after the signal was emitted. Thirty-seven deep-space gravitational waves, exceeding planetary scales, plummeted from the depths of space, precisely locking onto the newly revealed coordinates.

"Fuck fourteen years!" Wang Hu's eyes were bloodshot as he raised his right foot, clad in heavy armor boots, and slammed it into a large chunk of ice in front of him, shattering it. The ice shards flew in all directions, striking the black-gold armor with a crisp thud.

"Those bastards sitting in offices! They lied to us back then, saying that the flagship had already flown out of the solar system! And that we were left to die down here! Turns out they never left, they just hid and installed a deadly alarm!" Wang Hu's forehead veins bulged, and the handle of the heavy machine gun in his right hand creaked as he gripped it.

From the second-floor sniper position, Tang Lan didn't say a word.

There was no anger or fear on her face. She knelt on one knee on the sloping armor plate, deftly ejecting the empty, high-temperature magazine from the Gauss heavy sniper rifle with her left hand, and pulling a brand-new coil with a dark blue overload warning line from the tactical slingshot at her waist with her right.

Click.

The coil was pressed into the chamber without deviation. Her thumb released the safety lock, and the crosshairs, through the scope, locked onto the rapidly changing clouds high above.

Su Yuan stood at the front of the vehicle. The icy wind blew open his tattered tactical uniform.

He didn't even consider the fourteen-year-old deception. He only cared about one thing: the signal was being transmitted, attracting countless space monsters.

He strode to the remains of the Skyrail main control tower that he had just smashed onto the ice. The broken tower was still emitting those highly penetrating high-dimensional pulses.

Su Yuan raised his left arm.

The purple light within the "cloud" character mark suddenly surged, enveloping his entire arm in a layer of substantial high-dimensional energy.

He drew the Blade of Judgment with a backhand motion, pressing the tip against the outer shell of the tower.

He intends to use the absolute rules of the paradoxical armor to physically shut down the broadcast transmission source of this broken tower.

"Warning." Xiao Huo's synthesized voice displayed the highest-level red alert pop-up on the console. "An anomaly has been detected in the structure of the signal transmission source."

Su Yuan continued his work, and the tip of his knife had already cut through the first layer of titanium alloy shell on the main control tower.

"This broadcast doesn't rely on antennas or physical transmitters to work," Xiao Huo said rapidly, displaying countless complex and intricate quantum link models on the screen. "Fourteen years ago, when 140,000 Sky Orbit personnel had their medulla extracted, their brainwaves were solidified into a massive quantum entanglement network. This broadcast protocol is built upon the remaining consciousness network of these 140,000 people."

Su Yuan's Blade of Judgment stopped above the second layer of nerve membrane.

"Forcibly destroying this main control tower physically and cutting off the broadcast circuit would be tantamount to completely erasing the last consciousness of these 140,000 Celestial Heroes at the quantum level. They would cease to exist."

A cold wind swept by.

Li Daikui, Lao Chen, and the others standing behind Su Yuan all heard these words.

Old Chen's hands trembled violently as he set the broken bone. Li Daikui clenched his teeth tightly, blood seeping from his gums and flowing down his chin.

To obliterate.

He personally killed his brothers and sisters who had been tortured on the celestial orbit for fourteen years.

If we don't kill them, the deep space fleet will immediately jump over based on the signal and crush the few thousand people left on Earth into mincemeat.

There is no way out.

Li Daikui fell to his knees with a thud, his rough hands gripping the shards of ice on the ground. He looked up at Su Yuan's retreating figure. His Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a single word. He couldn't speak.

Su Yuan turned his head. He looked at Li Daikui, and at the wounded veterans.

Then he turned back, his gaze returning to the main control tower that was flashing pulses.

"They've already died. I, Su Yuan, won't do anything that leaves them not even ashes."

He suddenly flipped his left wrist, directly changing the trajectory of the downward thrust of the Blade of Judgment.

The blade grazed the nerve membrane and plunged deep into the physical connection base at the bottom of the main control tower.

"Turn the fire down and activate the maximum power extraction protocol for the refining furnace."

"Since they're using this network of 140,000 people to broadcast, let's get this network spinning."

The gray-white conceptual rules on the blade of judgment did not sever quantum entanglement.

Su Yuan used his absolute authority to forcibly alter the direction of energy flow in the broadcast.

The high-dimensional signal, which was originally radiating throughout the entire space, encountered the devouring vortex constructed by the Blade of Judgment the moment it was emitted.

An incomparably powerful suction force erupted from the depths of the Devourer's Refining Furnace.

For every signal sent out, the same amount was reverse-flown back to the tank. This death transmitter, which exposed the coordinates of all humanity, was immediately modified by Su Yuan into an overclocked battery that continuously extracted deep-space energy.

The energy circuit inside the main control tower emitted a series of loud, thunderous explosions.

The wills of the 140,000 heroic spirits sealed within the quantum network sensed the alteration of the circuit at that moment.

The mournful cries ceased.

The originally glaring dark red signal pulse underwent an extreme physical transformation within seconds.

The torrent of dark blue data broke through the outer shell of the main control tower. Instead of dissipating into the void, it transformed into countless dark blue feathers of light visible to the naked eye.

Fourteen thousand radiant feathers. Fourteen thousand indomitable military spirits.

Following the pull of the Blade of Judgment, Guangyu, like a weary bird returning to its forest, actively and frantically surged into the engine loop of the Devourer.

Li Daikui's eyes widened. The light feathers brushed against his cheeks; they weren't cold, but rather warm, a warmth shared by all humankind.

The veterans' clenched teeth loosened, and hot tears mixed with icy shards streamed down their faces.

They were looking at the chariots.

The refinery of the Devourer emitted a deafening roar that exceeded its limits. On the pure black annihilation armor of the vehicle's exterior, the dark golden magma patterns boiled to their extreme. Every pattern was spewing out extremely violent overclocked sparks. With the blessing of the Heroic Spirit's Light Feather, the vehicle's various stats directly broke through its original physical limitations.

The sky was completely torn apart at that moment.

There was no sound because the atmosphere was rendered unable to conduct sound in the face of this force.

The once-dark dome was ignited by intense physical friction. A sea of ​​plasma fire, stretching for thousands of kilometers, spread out in near-Earth orbit.

Seven "Star-Splittering Cruisers," each three kilometers long, pierced through the sea of ​​fire.

The ship's metallic structure defies human understanding of hydrodynamics. They are pure high-dimensional geometric shapes, their surfaces shimmering with a lifeless, deathly black light.

With the arrival of these seven giant ships, tens of thousands of Deep Space Hounds disembarked from the ship's cabins.

These small kin, composed entirely of dark matter crystals and decaying biological tissues, slammed down on the Abyss Ice Plains like a storm of meteors, fueled by the intense friction of crimson lotus flames.

Space twists and collapses under their gravitational fields.

"Everyone board!" Su Yuan drew his Blade of Judgment, the blade pointing directly at the open rear door of the carriage.

"Since they've sent invitations to the entire universe, let's go to the flagship's gate to collect the gifts."

The password was completely flat, just a simple pronouncement of the verdict.

Li Daikui wiped the blood and tears from his face. He straightened up and slammed his right fist heavily onto the expeditionary force insignia on his chest.

"Black Tortoise Formation! Assemble! Board the vehicles!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the more than seventy remaining soldiers dragged their broken bodies and quickly retreated into the carriages of the Devourer in the most standard assault formation.

The heavy armored vehicle doors slammed shut.

Jiang Yu slumped down in front of the control panel in the medical pod. The living metal at the severed end of his right arm trembled violently, its dark golden neural synapses forcibly connecting to the aftershocks of the broadcast he had just captured.

He endured the excruciating pain of his neurons being torn apart, his back soaked in cold sweat. A massive amount of incomplete data cascaded down the screen before him.

"Deciphered! In addition to sending physical coordinates, the broadcast signal also contains a string of encrypted Braille at the bottom layer!" Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse, and he spoke very quickly.

"Pangu 001, the wandering flagship. It's not in space at all! It hasn't entered any flight orbit!"

Everyone was watching him.

"It's buried underground. Directly beneath this extreme abyss restricted zone, deep within the Earth's core, in a blind spot of thermal death, beneath a layer of ice tens of thousands of meters deep." Jiang Yu looked up at Su Yuan. "Fourteen years ago, the higher-ups drained the surface resources and used 300,000 living people in space orbit as a barrier, not to ignite the flagship. They just hollowed out that blind spot, creating a dead zone for themselves to avoid deep-space probes. They're hiding right beneath our feet."

Sacrifice a pawn to save the king.

Tens of millions of expeditionary soldiers and billions of surface humans were thrown into the deep-space matrix as expendable pawns. Meanwhile, the one who gave the orders slept comfortably for fourteen years, ten thousand meters underground.

The vehicle shook violently.

The first wave of Deep Space Hounds has reached the surface.

Dozens of crystalline behemoths, each weighing over a thousand tons, swung their limbs, capable of slicing through battleship armor, and charged madly toward the Devourer.

Su Yuan pushed down the main defense lever on the control panel.

"God-Slaying Wings Deflection Array, Full Power Deployment."

Two enormous, dark golden metallic wings suddenly extended from the seams of the armor on the left and right sides of the Devourer.

The length of the light wings directly exceeded one hundred meters. That was not illusory energy, but a partially conductive entity with an extremely high density.

The first dozen or so deep-space hounds that pounced on the vehicle were struck directly by the dark gold wings before they even reached the edge of the vehicle.

There was no stalemate. There was no suspense whatsoever.

The overwhelming physical kinetic energy pulverized these thousand-ton monsters, pulverizing them into clusters of exploding black crystalline powder mid-air. The dark golden wings swept forward, completely clearing a fan-shaped area five hundred meters in front of the Devourer.

Amidst a sea of ​​fire high in the sky.

The bows of all seven Starbreaker cruisers simultaneously glowed with a destructive, deathly black light.

This is orbital fire clearance against high-threat targets.

The main guns of the three cruisers directly in front were brought together first.

Three beams of deathly light, each over a hundred meters in diameter, formed a triangular shape with an absolute blind spot, and crashed straight down onto the Devouring Wasteland below.

The death ray has no temperature; wherever it passes, air, ice fields, and all matter are broken down into elementary particles.

The vast ice plains surrounding the Devourer had already vaporized to the bottom in the instant before the death ray struck, revealing the dark basalt beneath.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Wang Hu roared like a beast from the passenger seat. His muscles bulged, and he gripped the main gun's firing lever tightly with both hands, shoving it violently to the end.

The heat ring of the Starpiercing main cannon was reddish-white.

It incorporates the energy from the giant lava core just extracted by the refining furnace. A spiraling pillar of lava light, ten meters in diameter, shoots out from the main cannon muzzle to meet the attack head-on.

The immense recoil caused the entire front of the car to lurch downwards.

Second-floor sniping position.

Tang Lan's breathing stopped completely at that moment.

She pressed herself tightly against the scope. Between those three beams of deathly light, powerful enough to destroy a continent, her right eye, enhanced by higher-dimensional vision, precisely captured the minute gravitational node created when the three energy pillars converged.

The trigger of the Gauss heavy sniper rifle was pulled.

The blue-white overclocked Gauss armor-piercing projectile followed a straight trajectory, passing through the intense heat waves in a fraction of a second, and landing with extreme precision at the very center of that gravitational node.

A gravitational imbalance at the microscopic level has occurred.

The three beams of death light, arranged in a triangular pattern, briefly repelled each other less than two hundred meters above the Devourer. Their previously perfect firepower blockade was forcibly torn open, creating a physical gap only twenty meters wide.

The lava beam slammed into the side of one of the death rays through the gap, creating a chaotic surge of energy.

This is the opportunity. A survival space that belongs to only a fraction of a second.

Without any hesitation, Su Yuan fully activated the mark on his left arm.

"Deep Space Overlord-level Divine Resistance, Overload."

"Earth vein resonance gravitational anchor, orbit change initiated."

The tank is moving at high speed. Its massive 2,000-ton mass results in irreversible physical inertia.

However, under the control of absolute rules, the Devourer ignored all the tearing forces brought about by inertia. The chassis gravity anchor docked in the opposite direction to the Earth's gravitational field.

The tank forcibly completed an astonishing 90-degree anti-gravity trajectory change in mid-air.

The Mach 8 speed creates a sonic boom in the air inside the car.

The Devourer sped along the edge of the torn physical gap, its body scraping the absolute lethality limit of the Withering Death Ray, hurtling off the ground.

The death ray struck the basalt layer.

There was no loud noise, only a silent dissolution. A bottomless crater, tens of thousands of meters deep, instantly formed where the tank had just been parked.

Having escaped the orbital death ray, the path ahead remained closed.

Before a massive canyon pass leading to the depths of the abyss and connecting to the underground heat death zone.

The ice surface shattered violently.

Tens of thousands of "Thousand-Legged Gold-Eating Demons" broke out of the ice.

These monsters were either engineers from the old Blue Star or native inhabitants of the Abyss who excavated the blind spot in the Earth's core fourteen years ago. Now, they have been completely mutated by the Deep Space Matrix. Their lower bodies have transformed into countless sharp metal limbs, while their upper bodies have swollen into enormous chunks of dark matter flesh.

Tens of thousands of gold-devouring demons were piled up in layers at the canyon pass, their metal limbs hooked together.

They formed a massive shield wall of flesh and metal, hundreds of meters high and over fifty meters thick, completely blocking the Devourer's path downwards.

The mountain of flesh was filled with countless empty human eyes and deep space compound eyes, which intertwined and emitted a chilling hissing sound.

Ahead, a mountain of flesh a hundred meters thick blocked their way; less than a kilometer behind them, four Starbreaker cruisers were charging their main guns for the second time.

There's no time to take detours. And no room to slow down.

"Open the door to receive passengers!" Li Daikui leaned against the rear wall of the carriage, using his good left foot to firmly plant on the floor.

Seventy veterans of the Xuanwu Company, some with broken legs and arms, took over all the secondary gun operating terminals and close-in weapon system (CIWS) honeycomb missile arrays on both sides of the train car amidst the turbulence.

Without holographic aiming assistance, they relied entirely on their naked-eye intuition honed over fourteen years of practice.

An old soldier, blind in his left eye, gripped the secondary gun crank and roared out the first note from his withered chest.

"As long as the Great Wall stands, I will not retreat—"

Dozens of hoarse, broken voices joined in. The war song pierced through the heavy armor and echoed throughout the carriage.

The secondary guns on both sides spat out tongues of fire half a meter long. The honeycomb missile array poured out, trailing white smoke.

The violent metal storm slammed into the deep-space hounds that pounced on the roof of the vehicle and the kin that flanked it from the side.

The bullets tore through the crystalline armor, blasting apart rotting flesh and blood. The veterans, using their outdated physical kinetic energy firepower, managed to rip a vacuum of flesh and blood from the bodies of these high-dimensional monsters. They were not a burden, but rather the sharpest barbs on the Devourer's outer armor.

The Mountain of Flesh and the Shield Wall are within reach.

The height of 100 meters created an extremely oppressive and suffocating feeling. Large amounts of corrosive acid spewed from the mountain of flesh rained down on the tanks.

Su Yuan didn't touch the deceleration push rod at all.

He raised his left arm, slamming the paradoxical armor's gauntlet heavily onto the control panel. Purple light and greyish-white conceptual runes directly covered the Abyss-Breaking Ram at the front of the vehicle.

"Conceptualization".

"First rule: Absolute armor penetration."

"Second Rule: Infinite Mass"

With the enhancement of the concept, the dark gold ramming horn lost all its metallic luster and transformed into a void behemoth purely constructed from high-dimensional rules.

The Devourer's speed was pushed to its limit. The chariot transformed into a red-hot sword of divine punishment.

boom!

There was no sticky stalemate, and no physical collision to slow down or buffer the impact.

The conceptual-level absolute armor-piercing rule ignored the armor and flesh density that the Thousand-Legged Gold Devourer was so proud of. The kinetic energy granted by its infinite mass directly destroyed the load-bearing structure of the Wall of Flesh.

The Devourer pierced right through the center of the shield wall.

The hundred-meter-high mountain of flesh exploded directly in the middle. Tens of thousands of gold-devouring demons didn't even have time to scream before they were compressed into extremely fine blood-red dust by the enormous kinetic energy.

Blood mist permeated the canyon pass, turning the entire icy valley a terrifying dark red.

The chariot, with its indomitable spirit, charged into the gaping pass.

Ahead lay a vast rift valley, its depths unknown. It was a transport route left over from the construction of the blind spot years ago.

The front of the Devourer pressed down, rapidly sliding down a steep slope of over 60 degrees towards the 10,000-meter-deep underground.

A series of loud, continuous crashing sounds came from above.

The aftershocks of the second round of railgun fire bombarded the canyon above. The towering icebergs, which had stood for millennia, could not withstand the impact and collapsed on a large scale. Countless tons of solid ice and basalt tumbled down, completely sealing off the entrance to the pass.

Darkness enveloped the vehicle. The deafening howl of the wind transformed into a muffled rumble echo from the ground.

They had temporarily escaped the relentless bombardment from outside the atmosphere. This secluded underground rift valley was so quiet that only the creaking of the Devourer's tracks against the rocks could be heard.

The jolts inside the carriage finally subsided.

Hundreds of emergency lights flashed one after another, casting a cold white light. Li Daikui and the others gasped for breath, checking their overheated firearms.

The atmosphere in the control room, however, was anything but relaxed.

Su Yuan stared at the depth gauge on the holographic radar. They had already descended eight thousand meters. The surrounding ambient temperature began to rise abnormally.

boom.

A dull thud came from compartment zero at the rear of the carriage.

Su Yuan turned around.

The chamber containing the hibernation pod, which sealed Ji Yun in an isolation state of absolute physical stillness, was now trembling violently. The special blast-proof door, capable of withstanding a nuclear explosion, was also shaking.

Something was banging on the hatch, not from the outside, but from the inside.

A faint blue light seeped through the small window.

The light came from Ji Yun's right eye. That eye, which retained Pangu's instructions and fought against deep space anomalies, was now radiating outwards with an extremely distorted high-frequency band.

Xiao Huo's main screen was forcibly intervened.

A string of blood-red characters, composed of pure bioelectricity, rapidly jumped and appeared on the screen.

Don't start it.

[Number 001 is alive.]

Dead silence.

These two short lines of blood-red words, like a rusty knife, plunged deep into everyone's nerve cortex.

Wang Hu had just lit a cigarette stained with blood when the cigarette fell from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and stared intently at the screen, his Adam's apple bobbing stiffly.

"Alive? A flagship, alive?" Wang Hu's voice was a little dry.

I had initially thought that blind spot, 10,000 meters below the surface, was the last refuge built with the highest-grade alloy by those high-ranking officials who had fled fourteen years ago. It was an indestructible mechanical fortress with a super energy matrix.

The intelligence Jiang Yu just deciphered only mentioned that high-ranking officials were hiding inside. It didn't mention the true nature of this thing.

A piercing warning beep sounded from the center of the radar screen.

The tank has descended to 9,500 meters. The chassis gravity anchor detected a huge distortion in the gravitational field.

The sonar system collected physical feedback waves from the thermal dead zone of the Earth's core.

The loudspeaker emitted an extremely dull sound, similar to the pounding of metal against flesh.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

With each bounce, the armor of the Devourer resonated.

The depth reaches 10,000 meters.

At the end of the Great Rift Valley, below the precipice.

A colossal silhouette, a hundred times larger than the Devourer, slowly emerged from the darkness. Its surface was covered in armor plates, but from the seams of these plates, scorching red poisonous mist breathed out.

And at the highest point of the bridge of that ship, which should have been the flagship of the wandering fleet.

There were no searchlights, no radar arrays.

A pair of dark red giant eyes, over a hundred meters in diameter, slowly opened.

Within the pupils of that giant eye churned an extreme malice and greed completely identical to that of the Deep Space Matrix.

It stared intently at the Desolate Devourer descending from the sky. That look wasn't the coldness of a mechanical AI locking onto a target, but rather the ecstatic joy of a predator seeing its prey delivered to its doorstep.

The monster in the blind spot has been waiting for them for a long time.

Su Yuan gripped the hilt of the knife tightly. The purple light on his left arm shone again, overpowering the incandescent bulbs in the carriage.

"Get ready to work," he said coldly.

There was no intention of retreating. The tank's engine roared heavily as it charged straight down towards those giant eyes.