A Colossus rushes in at the start

Chapter 281 The Fall of the World is Too Simple

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Time passed by, and both the swarm and the psionic civilization were actively working on strategic deployments and expanding their forces.

However, one thing differed from what the swarm had expected: the psionic civilizations that controlled the swarm network had no intention of attacking the swarm.

They simply concentrated their superior forces in the outer heavens and then remained inactive, seemingly letting the swarm make the first move.

To be honest, if the swarm makes the first move, the psionic civilization in that universe will have absolutely no chance. The swarm creatures have no idea what those psionic beings are thinking.

In fact, the psionic beings' thinking was not complicated. They knew that the Babel swarm led by Lu Shang was very powerful, and they also knew that the Babel swarm could sense the existence of the swarm network. Therefore, military operations such as infiltrating the heartland for a surprise attack would be difficult to achieve.

There's no way to infiltrate; the only option is to confront them head-on.

However, without a complete understanding of the specific situation of the bee colony, it would be too irrational to confront it head-on.

Therefore, these psionic civilizations thought that they might as well adopt a defensive strategy while also launching an offensive. Rather than setting the main battlefield on the Babel Tower swarm, they decided to set the main battlefield in the world of sentient beings.

In this way, with the advantage of being on the main battlefield, even if they misjudged the strength of the Babel Tower swarm, they could at least slow down. And during this short period of time, it would be enough for the Supreme Realm cultivators to use the small mystic worlds they had created to take a group of civilization seeds and escape into the cosmic sea.

Upon receiving the report from the medium creature, the mainframe responsible for the local battlefield said, "It's about time."

One of the beehives couldn't help but complain: "I thought they were going to attack, but it turns out they were just gathering their superior forces."

"They're actually adopting a defensive strategy. I don't understand what they're waiting for. Are they waiting to get beaten up by the swarm of bees? If I were them, I would have started attacking long ago."

A planetary creature was also complaining in the swarm network that it was really looking forward to the psionic beings forming an alliance to launch an attack, and it was all ready, but the psionic beings in that universe just didn't come to attack.

The medium creature said, "Perhaps they don't know their target."

Another mediator asked in surprise, "That can't be right, can it? Didn't the mediator leak the swarm's information to them before because it connected to the swarm network?"

The mastermind interrupted the ongoing discussions within the swarm network, saying, "These questions can be studied slowly after the war ends. As originally planned, let's first attract their attention."

"Planetary lifeforms in position, proceed to battle!"

With the instructions conveyed by the mastermind, the psionic energy of planetary beings acted on spacetime, extending their psionic energy into the target universe through wormholes formed by spacetime distortion.

Within the microcosm of "Outer Heavens," the illusory images of seven planetary beings are gradually transforming from illusion to reality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Such a colossal celestial object was clearly visible to the psionic beings gathered in the Outer Heavens, who were not blind. They immediately dispatched their trump card, the Central Cardinal.

Dozens of central cardinals traversed time and space, easily arriving near the virtual image constructed by the planetary beings.

These cardinals collectively released and concentrated psionic energy, which focused on the seven planetary avatars. The sheer volume of this psionic energy caused spacetime to be distorted to its extreme, forming a massless black hole.

This kind of attack is terrifying. If a planetary creature were to be hit head-on by a zero-mass black hole, it would be instantly pulverized. Unfortunately, however, the phantom is not afraid of zero-mass black holes, nor is it afraid of psionic energy.

First of all, a virtual image is not matter; its essence is a kind of erroneous cognitive concept transmitted to other observers through external interference and guidance.

For example, imagine someone whose eyes are covered, and then a conman tricks them into believing that he has changed the rules of the world and that there is no light left. The person tries every means to create bright light, but can never see a glimmer of light. It's all because his eyes are covered. He only needs to take off the blindfold, and the world will regain its light.

The situation is similar for virtual images. They can distort space at will, collapse spacetime at will, and even be subjected to dimensional reduction attacks. These are like blindfolds covering the eyes and plunging the world into darkness, posing no threat to virtual images.

From the perspective of the psionic beings, the shock of their all-out, powerful attack failing to harm the planetary creatures in the slightest was indescribable.

It's like seeing someone on Earth emerge unharmed from the epicenter of a nuclear explosion.

Before the psionic beings could even register their shock, the planetary beings unleashed their immense psionic power. The two forces collided violently, and the space seemed about to shatter, unleashing a tremendous roar in the form of gravitational waves.

Those celestial-sized central pivots were swept away to extremely distant places by this terrifying gravitational wave.

The strategic encirclement orchestrated by the cultivators of the world was thus dispersed by this terrifying gravitational wave.

The planetary beings declared to the psionic beings: "We are the Babel swarm, the creators of all life, the end of all things, irreversible and unstoppable, we are the Great Cataclysm!"

"Those who rebel against the swarm, in this great catastrophe, all rebellious beings shall be utterly wiped out!"

The practitioners of the world of sentient beings responded to the declaration of the planetary beings with their actions.

In an instant, ripples that blotted out the sky were released from those central pivots. Terrifying spatial ripples caused all matter in their path to be twisted and pulverized into dust in an instant, down to the level of a single atom.

Subsequently, the fleet of psionic warships joined the battle, passing through the dust-filled nebula and striking the phantom of the planetary creature, leaving a straight passage in the nebula.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ...

The ripples in spacetime caused a tremendous roar as matter was distorted, and endless dust exploded outwards. The battle between the colossal creatures seemed to be about to shatter the heavens and earth, and spacetime continued to distort endlessly.

However, even in a simple contest of spiritual power, cultivators in the world of sentient beings cannot compare to a swarm of bees.

The mere presence of seven phantom images of planetary beings on the battlefield does not mean that only seven planetary beings are wielding psionic power. Multiple planetary beings can project their psionic power into the battlefield through microscopic wormholes within the phantom images.

There are multiple planetary beings using psionic energy. Even if the concentrated power of the cardinal forces of the world of all beings is terrifying, it is still nothing compared to the swarm. They are completely outmatched and suppressed.

The swarm, the real trump card, began to be executed at the command of the mastermind responsible for the local battlefield.

"Let's do it!"

Within the world of sentient beings, the mediums that lurk in the brains of various psychic beings, upon receiving instructions from the swarm transmitted in a non-psychic manner, immediately engage in physical interference with the brain of their host.

The cultivators in the world of sentient beings, from high to low level, all felt a dizzying sensation as if the world was spinning, and then almost simultaneously, regardless of the circumstances, they all fainted.

The world of sentient beings has fallen!

(End of this chapter)