Super Mechanic: God of Superpowers!

Chapter 144 Extremely Dangerous Ability - Particle Manipulation

boom!

The explosion was deafening!

Before the flames had even died down, the ashes had already transformed into streaks of light, charging forward with incredible speed.

Ye Xiu, wielding the Night King Sword, drew a deadly arc, colliding violently with the crystallized palm.

clang--!

Amidst the high-frequency, trembling metallic groans, the two figures locked in a struggle left afterimages in the darkness.

The exposed skin of the ashes has a diamond-like texture, and sparks fly from where the blade strikes.

The ground suddenly churned, and a sandstorm of carbon-rich sand wrapped around Ye Xiu's legs.

At the critical moment, terrifying lightning surged forth, and the latter's figure leaped into the air.

"It really is a troublesome ability?" Ye Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, a fiery glint in them.

These kinds of abilities, which involve the molecular level, are the most troublesome and can be said to be the nemesis of all carbon-based monkeys.

Fortunately, the [Resilient Body] feat forms an absolute defense—the core ability gained from defeating the Sprout Boss, specifically designed to counter true damage.

It's just a pity that the Ashes' energy level is as high as B+, far exceeding Ye Xiu's at this time.

Therefore, it was extremely difficult for Ye Xiu to fight him to a draw, or even gain the upper hand.

As for killing the other party, the chances are slim.

On the other side, a furrowed brow was visible beneath the ash mask.

The much-vaunted carbon atom deconstruction was completely ineffective, and the molecular structure within the target body was unbelievably stable.

Seeing that his killing move was ineffective, he decisively changed tactics.

The carbon in the entire space boiled like a sea, and the black sand storm instantly solidified into a diamond cage.

Ye Xiu dodged and weaved through the swarm of crystal spikes. His armored stance, though seemingly frenzied, was incredibly precise, allowing him to find a way out 0.3 seconds before hardening each time.

"Warning: Crystallization rate at starboard 37 degrees increased by 120%!"

Ye Xiu gritted his teeth and made an extreme backflip that defied human ergonomics. His back armor grazed the protruding crystal clusters and carved deep trenches into the wall.

Ye Xiu was extremely strange in Ash's eyes, so he didn't want to get entangled with him and grabbed Silver Spirit Man to rush out the door.

Just as Ye Xiu was about to give chase, his expression suddenly changed, and a high-risk energy fluctuation gathered behind him!

He slid away to avoid it.

boom!

The spot where they had been standing was blasted into a charred crater by plasma cannon fire. The group of interstellar thugs were leading the slaves in a breakout, and dozens of superhumans turned their guns to surround and annihilate them.

"Quickly, kill the witness!"

He was all alone!

The pirates roared and charged.

"One person?" Just as Ye Xiu summoned his clone, a group of aircraft bearing the black star emblem crashed through the dome, and Han Xiao led his men to the scene.

A barrage of laser beams descended like divine judgment, and the rioters fled in terror.

"Lontan Guard! They're a regular army!"

"Scatter! Scatter now!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ye Xiu retreated to cover, locked onto Ash's escape route through his tactical goggles, and said to Han Xiao through his communicator, "Han Xiao, there are three hovercars at nine o'clock. Maintain tracking distance."

He shared his real-time coordinates to the combat network, explaining that "the enemy leader can manipulate carbon elements and activate an energy shield to stand by."

Visander's communication request abruptly cut in: "What's going on? Why is my territory bombed?"

Ye Xiu recounted the events, emphasizing that the enemy attacked Longtan's important industries, but fortunately he arrived in time to stop them.

The real meaning is that the enemy is too arrogant, they're practically sitting on your head as the captain of the guards and pissing and farting, how can you have the nerve to do that?!

Fearing that Visander might not have grasped the key points, he deliberately repeated the crucial information three times.

Therefore, the eardrums were still buzzing when the former cut off the communication.

The phrases "openly challenging the authority of the guard" and "attempting to undermine the prestige of the throne" echoed in his mind like a curse, making him angrier the more he thought about it.

"Robbery in my territory?!" Visander crushed the fifth metal cup, his bronze muscles bulging with veins.

The adjutant cautiously suggested, "Should we consult the head steward first?"

"Ask for instructions my ass!" The distinctive sulfurous aura of the demon race erupted, and Visander's bone wings unfurled with a roar: "Are my patrols just for show? Let those bastards leave the floating island alive, and tomorrow they'll dare to piss on the gravity core!"

Visander's bony wings bristled, and a torrent of sulfurous fumes erupted from them: "All forces, attack!"

With a loud shout, the waiting Longtan Guards poured out in full force.

Nearly a hundred aircraft tore through the clouds, the roar of their engines causing the cargo containers on the ground to tremble slightly.

The islanders stared in disbelief, never having seen such a large-scale mobilization of the guards.

Ye Xiu kicked aside the charred metal plate blocking his way and glimpsed the unconscious Holland slumped in front of the control panel.

He squatted down and poked the other person's bruised forehead: "Greed knows no bounds."

A notification pops up through the tactical visor: [Faction Reputation +400, Current Relationship: Neutral]

The alarm lights in the underground prison area flickered on and off, and Ye Xiu followed his memory to find the secret door.

A fist blasted through the reinforced alloy wall, and the silver-haired girl curled up in the special cell slowly raised her head—it was none other than the priceless energy life form, Arosia.

"It's time to collect interest." Ye Xiu ripped off the restraints and grabbed the girl's wrist.

Arosia's pupils glowed with a faint, data-like blue light. Although she remained as obedient as a puppet, there seemed to be a hint of unfathomable emotion in her gaze as she stared at Ye Xiu's profile.

call--

Ye Xiu's inner energy surged, and he soared into the sky with Arosia.

He had no worries about the safety of the person in his arms during the high-speed flight—even though he couldn't actively use his abilities, the superpower resistance contained within the girl's body formed a natural barrier.

Arosia's hair flew through the air as she nestled in his arms with her eyes closed, her body completely unharmed.

With the help of location tracking, Ash's coordinates quickly appeared on the tactical map.

During the flight, Ye Xiu's thoughts were in turmoil: the manipulation of carbon atoms in the ash reminded him of the ultimate ability recorded in the "Ultra-High-Risk Ability Restriction Treaty"—particle manipulation.

This theoretically existing superpower can arbitrarily deconstruct and recombine matter, and when the energy is sufficient, it can even split planets and create life.

Even more terrifying is its ability to directly alter particle properties, creating antimatter out of thin air or manufacturing miniature black holes!

Such powers that touch the very essence of matter are too terrifying and have been included in the "Ultra-High-Risk Superpower Restriction Treaty" by the three major civilizations.

Of the hundreds of theoretical superpowers recorded in the treaty, some abilities are considered original sin simply because of their existence.

Despite being collectively resisted by civilization, these forbidden abilities were compiled into a "Dream List of Superpowers" and circulated secretly.

Of course, this is also Ye Xiu's goal.

He possesses an extremely unique skill called "Special Ability Synthesis," and he is very confident in his abilities.

Fortunately, most of the terrifying superpowers on the list have never actually appeared in the world.

Particle manipulation has consistently ranked among the top five most dangerous superpowers under the Treaty. Although there are no confirmed eyewitness accounts, two theories circulate in the universe: one is that the ability needs to be awakened through a special fusion ritual.

Another theory suggests that it is an energy life form with autonomous consciousness, traversing the starry sea in a free state.

There are rumors that some hosts have suffered gene chain collapse due to the backlash from superpowers, but there is no evidence to support these claims.

After all, interstellar rumors are always absurd, just like some rumors from the Broken Ring claiming that Ames of the Dragon Throne is actually male.

Compared to legendary abilities like particle manipulation, Ash's control over carbon is far inferior, but due to its unique material reconstruction properties, it has demonstrated iconic power in actual combat.

When he broke through to Rank A, his power underwent a qualitative change, and he firmly held the throne of the strongest combat force on Dark Star.

This executioner, who slaughtered millions of Godora people, once declared in a manifesto that was considered a classic by Dark Star players: "We are destined to become the nightmare of pure-blood theorists, cleansing a thousand years of decay with blood and fire. When the old order collapses in repentance, the newborn Godora will be reborn in mixed-blood inclusiveness—no more superior or inferior bloodlines, no more noble or lowly births!"

While this declaration was inflammatory and tragic, Dark Star adhered to the idea that "revolution requires bloodshed," which was seen by the Order faction as nothing more than a fig leaf for terrorist organizations.

The fact that races like Sunil suffered greatly under their rule completely shattered their self-proclaimed righteousness.

Ironically, Ash is not a hybrid Gothora.

This alien warrior, instilled with hatred by the Dark Star from childhood, possesses a radical ideology entirely derived from artificial cultivation.

This shows that the organization has been quite successful in promoting spiritual civilization.

"Unable to shake off the pursuers, Longtan reinforcements are closing in."

The anxious voices of his subordinates echoed inside the cabin.

Ash stared at the aircraft that followed him like a shadow, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force—the mysterious superhuman not only withstood the deconstruction of carbon atoms unscathed, but also managed to mobilize the guards to surround and kill him, completely disrupting the evacuation plan.

He recalled the abnormal data fluctuations when the target was immune to the superpower, a kind of ability suppression that had never occurred in previous hunts.

Although I knew that Ames had many capable subordinates, encountering such a formidable opponent was still beyond my expectations.

"Activate the backup plan and interrogate on the spot!" Ash made a decisive decision.

The task force members quickly gave the Silver Spirits a encrypted signal of three short and two long gestures, which was the code for contacting the cargo carrier.

However, the fifteen prisoners stared blankly at each other, and none of them responded.

"Cargo coordinates!" the team member couldn't help but shout, but was met with silence.

Ash's pupils contracted sharply. The tactical panel showed that none of the Silver Spirits' gene sequences had triggered the preset identification code—they were not the carriers of the Whisper Bead at all!

The faces of the Dark Star members changed drastically, and they could barely stand.

It truly is a case of confusion on a confused tree, and confusion between you and me under that tree.

Ash's expression changed drastically as he scanned the faces of all the Silver Spirits, finding genuine bewilderment on every single one of their faces.

He suppressed his turbulent emotions and grasped at the last glimmer of hope: "Do you have any other companions?"

The Silver Spirit shuddered as he replied, "Originally... there were seventeen people, two of whom were thrown into deep space."

The deliveryman was already dead?

The body has long since disappeared.

The members of Dark Star were struck dumb.

Ash suddenly realized that the slave traders must have looted the deceased's belongings, and if the Secret Word Bead was not properly hidden, there might still be a chance.

However, the operation has completely spiraled out of control.

Originally planning to rescue people secretly, their whereabouts were exposed due to an "accident," and all their efforts were in vain.

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Ash's face turned ashen, feeling utterly absurd—if he had known the cargo carriers were in trouble, he should have gone straight to the slave traders' lair, but now he had provoked Longtan's pursuers for nothing.

In short: Bad luck is coming!

Ash waved his hand in anger, and graphite mist rose from the ground, wrapping the pursuing fleet like silk.

The shield surface was covered with conductive whiskers, and the detection screen was immediately filled with snowflakes. The aircraft staggered and slowed down like a blindfolded behemoth.

Seeing this, Ye Xiu left Arosia behind and transformed into a bolt of lightning to chase after her.

On the other side, Melos was also itching to make a move.

But at that moment, Han Xiao immediately stopped Melos, who was about to move, and said, "I'll go, you stay here."

He didn't want the cadre he had finally managed to seduce to die so early.

Ye Xiu and Han Xiao broke through the graphite barrier, only to find that Ash and the others had already used their powers to disappear, leaving only Silver Spirit curled up on the ground—this group of expendable pawns could both slow down the pursuers and quell Long Tan's anger.

Seeing this, Ye Xiu felt a pang of regret, but he wasn't too surprised.

Fortunately, there's plenty of time in the future.

Gazing in the direction Ash had vanished, Ye Xiu clenched his fist, silently vowing, "Ash, you are mine!"

As the graphite dust dissipated, Melos was about to order a search when Han Xiao stopped him, saying, "Let's look at the spoils."

As he spoke, he pointed to the trembling Silver Spirit on the ground, and everyone immediately realized that the core objective of the mercenary mission was within easy reach!

The problem that had been troubling them for days was solved, and everyone looked at the unconscious Holland and sneered.

This unscrupulous merchant's meticulous scheming backfired, truly fulfilling the ancient proverb, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

At that moment, Visander's exasperated voice came through the communicator: "We've caught all the other small fry, but what about the group you were chasing?"

"They ran away; there's a tough one on the other side." Ye Xiu said without changing his expression.

"If this gets out, the floating island's prestige will be shattered." Visander began to ramble on about the deterioration of public order, the collapse of order, Ames's wrath, and the resulting chaos in the world—a short essay of about 800 words.

Ye Xiu stared at the demon race dancing wildly in the holographic projection, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. This guy really had no sense of self-awareness at all.

After all, in Ames's eyes, this captain of the guard was no different from a fluttering moth.

Of course, he didn't want to, or rather, couldn't bear to, expose Visander's fantasy, otherwise they could no longer be playmates.

"I know their background," Ye Xiu interrupted Visander's complaint in time, revealing this information.

For a moment, he seemed to see Ames holding the intelligence report, humming a song as she kneaded the Dark Star Base like Play-Doh.

The pleasure of using someone else to do the dirty work made Ye Xiu feel that the non-existent red scarf on his chest was even more vibrant.

After all, our service motto is to help others.

The threat of the alienation disaster made Dark Star an enemy, so Ye Xiu was particularly pleased to be able to cause trouble for his opponent.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Han Xiao, through questioning the still-shaken Silver Spirits, pieced together key clues: First, Dark Star did not intend to save all the Silver Spirits, but rather targeted a specific individual.

Secondly, the target must have established contact with Dark Star in advance, otherwise they would not be able to exchange codes, and their identity must be kept completely secret among their companions.

Third, one of the two dead people thrown into space must be the target; the Ashes may have temporarily retreated, but they will not give up.

Fourth, this is by no means the first time such an action has been taken.

These signs made Han Xiao sense a major conspiracy.

A plan that could mobilize all of Dark Star's elite forces must involve significant interests.

He secretly plotted—if he could sabotage things behind the scenes, he could both strike at his opponent and gain benefits.

Moreover, the enemy is in the open while we are in the dark, which is his biggest advantage... It shouldn't be a problem to give him a good prediction.

The only downside is the limited information, but it's worth the risk.

Upon seeing this, Ye Xiu immediately guessed that Han Xiao seemed to know something.

He reached out and touched the black bead in his pocket, intending to confess his feelings to Han Xiao at the right moment, or rather, explain the bead to Han Xiao.

After all, Dark Star still posed a significant threat to him at this time.

With Han Xiao's help, he would undoubtedly have an easier time.

……

The Lontan Guard is clearing the market ruins, and the unconscious person has been moved to a safe area.

Holland awoke with a flutter in his eyelids, looking around blankly. When he saw the ruins before him, his pupils contracted sharply, and a piercing scream burst from his throat: "Ah—!"

The guards covered their ears in astonishment: "This sonic attack deserves a B rating!"

The slave trader, slumped on the ground, trembled, his fine clothes covered in dust.

The memory is frozen on the beautiful scene before falling into a coma: a swaying glass of red wine, and the huge fortune that was about to be obtained.

However, in the blink of an eye, his life savings vanished.

"My property! My property!" he roared, grabbing the guard's collar.

Upon learning of the attackers' capture, hope rekindled in his eyes: "Where are the slaves? Where are my goods?"

"Mr. Holland, please rest assured!" Ye Xiu strode over and said with righteous indignation, "We will do our best to recover the losses."

Behind him followed the "rescued" Silver Spirits.

"These are my slaves!" Holland pointed to the crowd, overjoyed.

Han Xiao walked over, patted Ye Xiu's chest with a righteous expression, and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely find you a slave."

"Why do we need to look? Aren't the slaves right behind you?" Holland asked, looking puzzled.

Han Xiao turned around, feigning confusion: "According to the Interstellar Human Rights Convention, only those who wear restraint devices meet the characteristics of slaves."

He gestured to the guards to remove all the shackles, saying, "Look, these are all free men."

Holland's face turned from red to green as he suddenly understood, and he was so angry he almost exploded.

……

The thugs abducted the slaves, who were no longer owned by Holland. Rontan then came to their rescue, and this abduction and rescue resulted in two separate accounts.

Ye Xiu has freed all the slaves from their shackles, and now no one can prove their former identities. If they are called free men, there is no way to refute it.

Holland was speechless. The disappearance of the slaves forced him to retrieve them, but he did not have the authority to do so.

His only option was to bribe the guards for assistance, but the guard captain, Visander, was present but had no intention of intervening, clearly supporting Ye Xiu's position in secret.

With the captain of the guard's tacit approval, who would dare to act rashly?

Holland caught sight of Theon among the guards. Theon flinched, frowned, and quickly retreated, disappearing into the crowd.

Seeing this, Holland realized that Theon was no longer a reliable person—he had been terrified by the aliens and the Black Star.

Faced with Ye Xiu's calm and composed expression, Holland was furious, but for the sake of the slaves, he could only suppress his anger and could no longer maintain his previous smugness.

He walked up to Ye Xiu and said in a low, indignant voice, "Fine, you win. You only want the Silver Spirit Man, right? The Silver Spirit Man is yours. The other slaves are none of your business. I'm willing to pay to redeem them. Name your price."

Ye Xiu had seized the initiative, and Holland had no choice but to reluctantly part with the Silver Spirits, preparing to pay a huge price to get back the other slaves, otherwise his business would suffer a severe blow.

"As I just said, there are only free agents here." Ye Xiu shrugged.

Holland misunderstood Ye Xiu's meaning, his face darkened, and he angrily rebuked, "Don't go too far! You want to monopolize all the slaves? The head steward won't let you succeed!"

"Exclusive ownership? Heh, don't you understand yet? They are no longer slaves," Ye Xiu said calmly.

"Are you... are you sick?!" Holland's tone was full of shock. He had originally thought that Ye Xiu was after more money.

Only then did they realize that Ye Xiu actually intended to release all the slaves and truly give them freedom.

In his view, this was a tremendous waste. He couldn't understand why Ye Xiu would go to such lengths to save these slaves who had nothing to do with him. What was he after?!

(End of this chapter)