Super Mechanic: God of Superpowers!

Chapter 153 New Template Specializations and Astral Apostles

With a thought, Ye Xiu saw a pale blue panel unfold before him:

[Congratulations on receiving the reward: You have drawn two special abilities (features/skills) from the [Ash] faction!]

[Random sampling in progress... 35%... 56%... Sampling complete!]

Please choose two items from the following five options as rewards:

【Carbon Affinity Atom Reconstructor】(Specialty) - Ability to sense the distribution of carbon elements (graphite/diamond/biomass carbon, etc.) within a radius of 300 meters.

Basic control: Condensate carbon atoms to form a diamond blade (consumes 15 stamina points per second);

Passive: Carbon-based armor strength +25%, resistance to fire attacks reduced by 30%;

【Black Diamond Form - Combat Specialization】(Skill) - Consumes 200 stamina points to generate a liquid diamond-like coating on the body surface (lasts 180 seconds, physical resistance +80%).

The attack has a carbon crystal piercing effect (30% chance to trigger the [Structural Embrittlement] debuff);

Special skill: Reflects the first energy attack when activated (cooldown 12 hours);

【All Things Return to Carbon - Entropy Reduction Domain】(Skill) - Forces all organic matter within a 1-kilometer radius to release carbon (0.3% mass conversion per second);

It can construct carbon-based war fortresses (requires star core-level energy).

The carbon element within the field is compressed into a miniature black hole (after use, the user will be in a state of [element depletion] for 72 hours).

【Spark of Civilization - Carbon-Based Sublimation】(Specialty) - Can program carbon atoms to evolve automatically (automatically generate carbon-based constructs adapted to the battlefield environment);

Gain the [Civilization Tombstone] skill: Read fragments of residual memories from carbon-based organisms. Passive: Gain 1.2% health regeneration per second in carbon-rich areas.

【Entropy Reverser - Core of the Star Ring】(Skill) - Rewrites the local cosmological constant (increases the strength of carbon atomic bonds by 300%), creates carbon-based life forms (requires injection of host DNA samples);

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Ye Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly made a decision in his mind:

Congratulations on acquiring the template specialization "Spark of Civilization: Carbon-Based Sublimation"!

[Congratulations on acquiring the skill "All Things Return to Carbon - Entropy Reduction Domain"]

【Spark of Civilization - Carbon-Based Sublimation】is primarily used to enhance clones, improving their base attributes.

Although clones can share the skills and specialties of the original body, their strength and basic attributes are their weaknesses, so their energy level is only barely at the C+ level.

With this specialization, your attributes will experience a qualitative leap.

The skill [All Things Return to Carbon - Entropy Reduction Domain] creates a small black hole out of thin air, causing terrifying damage, which is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

"Very good." Ye Xiu's face lit up with joy. In this way, his strength would be greatly improved.

His only regret is that he hasn't reached Super A level yet. He doesn't dare to use many of his special abilities easily, for fear of exposing his uniqueness.

Otherwise, if we attract the [Other Gods], we'll be in big trouble.

Even if one can revive through a clone, there is no guarantee of safety in the face of such an existence.

Fortunately, thanks to his clones on Aquamarine Star constantly reaping experience from other players, Ye Xiu's experience points had accumulated to a terrifying level.

With a thought, he spent a massive amount of experience points to upgrade his A-level ability [Lightning Armament] to A+.

Its lightning power has evolved from ordinary lightning into [World-Destroying Lightning], greatly increasing its damage.

If he were to face Ash again now, Ye Xiu was confident that he could defeat him in a one-on-one situation without using his clones.

Ye Xiu opened the long-unused player forum.

Countless posts were refreshed like a waterfall, with extremely short intervals between posts, demonstrating the astonishing popularity.

A quick glance at the interface reveals a wide variety of content: people showing off their gear, researching dungeon strategies, auctioning items, asking for teammates, arguing, making up stories, and just chatting.

The top players have already figured out the game mechanics and are now delving into the storyline and techniques.

Apart from Aquamarine Star, the other beginner planets don't have a troublemaker like him, so the game experience is much more normal, and the main storyline is progressing smoothly.

A large number of new players have flooded into the game, and the forums are filled with posts from newbies asking for help.

"Looking for a carry for the [Golden Horned Beast] dungeon in Devouring Star, price negotiable via private message" — This is a sugar daddy hiring a client.

"Mount & Blade newbie begging for advice from pros on how to defeat the Baratheon archers, I'll shout 666!" — This is the "lying down" party.

"Woman looking for male mentor, requirements: good looks, nice voice, knows how to coax and care for people, straight men need not apply" - This post suddenly changed its tone, resembling a blind date scene.

Nearly three months have passed since Ye Xiu left Aquamarine Star. Although new players continue to flock in, Terminator Shelter remains one of the player gathering places.

Veteran players seized the opportunity to popularize the origins of "Terminator," embellishing Ye Xiu's deeds and spreading them, which only made his name more and more famous.

"The player base is still far from its peak, but this is only the first test version. These newcomers will become hardcore players sooner or later." Ye Xiu rubbed his chin.

"As versions evolve, the increased player skill ceiling will change the entire ecosystem, but as long as you maintain your lead and leverage their strength..."

"By the way, the issue of the first version update not being synchronized still has more than a year left."

He rarely browses the forums lately because the activity areas are basically irrelevant to players, so his attention to the overall trends of players has naturally decreased.

Ye Xiu opened the "Interstellar Journey" video series produced by Roubao, and the latest content at this time focused on the Longtan faction.

As soon as he opened the video, a barrage of comments flooded the screen:

"High-energy warning at 47 minutes and 35 seconds!"

"My Lord, marry me!"

"Ames is mine! Draw your sword!"

"Everyone rise! Welcome Lord Longtan!"

Looking at the screen full of frenzied comments, Ye Xiu finally understood why this video had become so popular—at least half of the viewers were there for Ames.

He also enjoys watching videos of meat buns as a way to relax and unwind.

At the beginning of each episode, Roubao uses a series format to recap the previous events. The third episode continues the storyline and presents a more grand background.

The stage for intergalactic warfare gradually unfolds, with the vast, magnificent, and wondrous galaxy allowing players to glimpse more details of interstellar society.

With the appearance of three super-giant mercenary groups, including the Silver Spirits and the Rings, as well as forces such as Dragon Tan Floating Island, the entire world view has become increasingly rich.

The story unfolds from a third-party perspective: it begins with the plot of accepting a commission from the Silver Spirit, then transitions to the bizarre and fantastical Dragon Tan Floating Island.

The psychedelic atmosphere intertwines with dangerous environments, filled with all sorts of alien races and bizarre equipment, making the audience feel as if they have personally stepped into this chaotic interstellar world.

The editing of Roubao is fast-paced; in the blink of an eye, the mercenary group has locked onto their target, and a chaotic battle suddenly breaks out at the dock.

Hundreds of participants displayed their unique abilities, with energy beams and explosive flames mingling, laser sweeps and martial arts clashes rising and falling, and the roars of beasts and thunder deafening.

As the camera follows Ye Xiu as he charges through the battlefield, viewers see him clad in a light blue mecha shimmering with lightning, his Night King Sword crackling with electricity, unstoppable as he carves a path through the chaos of battle.

The live chat was already in an uproar:

"He's so handsome."

"Tch, all that fancy stuff. We martial artists have the highest win rate in the professional PvP arena. What do you think?"

"What kind of skill is there in all you do, punching and kicking?"

"Black Star is so cool, but the mechanical system is just too expensive. I have no money, but I can afford it. I simply can't afford it..."

"The magic department will blast you all to smithereens sooner or later!"

Interspersed among these discussions were serious questions: "Has the Terminator's power level been upgraded again? Is it a version update or plot advancement?"

"Veteran players of Aquamarine Star say they recognized this as the main character template long ago."

"The Times said that these kinds of NPCs have their own independent growth path, and I bet he'll definitely have a role in the next version's StarCraft storyline."

"Longtan's public security level is truly 'the people are simple and honest'."

To Ye Xiu's surprise, a player-organized supportive message appeared in the live chat: "Li Ge's fan club is taking over this battle scene!"

"Terminator Engineering Team clearing the site!"

Seeing his name being used in various memes, he couldn't help but smile—this was probably some kind of interstellar internet celebrity certification?

When the video progressed to the point where Ames appeared, the previously diverse comments suddenly became uniform.

The powerful woman seated on the dragon bone throne wore a high-slit black dress, her long, slender legs coiled like a white python, perfectly blending a mysterious aura with a dangerous charm.

It instantly ignited a frenzy of admiration across the entire screen, leaving the audience completely overwhelmed.

"Holy crap, she's an absolute beauty!"

"Everyone move aside! I'm going to give it a huge shout-out!"

"【Dragon Throne】Ames, one of the four Super A-level powerhouses of the Shattered Star Ring, her aura is amazing!"

"Quick, give me some tissues... for wiping a nosebleed!"

"OMG, he's so cool! Even I, a girl, am blown away by his awesomeness!"

"Quickly take a screenshot and use it as your desktop wallpaper!"

"It's a pity her figure isn't voluptuous enough..."

"What do you know? The Queen wants curves!"

"I hereby solemnly announce that this is my newly crowned goddess."

"The Aismes Fan Club is now officially established!"

Although Ames's appearance was fleeting, and the video then shifted to a chase scene with interspersed clips of high-level player interactions, the comments section remained focused on the silver-haired queen.

"The shot was too short! I want to see a long-legged, mature woman!"

"Who wants to watch these pro players? Change the screen!"

"My faith has crumbled! Give me back Ames!"

Ye closed the video and smiled wryly. The gaming industry is inherently male-dominated, and Ames, with her combined strength and charm, naturally possesses immense popularity.

Compared to male characters whose traits need to be carefully crafted, these super A-level powerhouses do indeed have a greater innate advantage.

"However, Ames's rising popularity is a good thing, since I'm now associated with the Dragon Tank faction..."

Ye Xiu pondered that although this was not in the original plan, it was still a good thing to enhance the camp's appeal.

Click on the fourth video, which continues the story of the employment task from the previous episode.

The content creator "Roubao" was unable to complete the "Campaign: The Might of the Dragon Throne" released by Han Xiao, so he simply recreated the story with his own unique and sometimes quirky art style.

As the Dark Star mothership fled in panic, Ames flicked her wrist, and the entire Dragon Tank floating island was bombarded by meteors. The simple visuals were accompanied by the uploader's enthusiastic commentary:

"The sky and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged. The floating island and the mothership collided with a deafening roar, like a stone smashing an egg!"

The screen displayed a simple stick figure tossing a golden ball, accompanied by the bold red text "Bang!"

"This guy is absolutely hilarious..."

Ye Xiu couldn't help but chuckle.

The contrast between the content creator's kindergarten-style explanation of Star Wars and the unexpected creation of a memorable scene.

Ye Xiu's lips twitched slightly. Just as he expected, the density of comments on this scene instantly increased, and the audience's enthusiasm for making comments was completely ignited.

Fortunately, the footage then switched back to the mission recording.

The incident seemed to have come to an end, and the players had only seen the tip of the iceberg, but Ye Xiu knew about the conspiracy that Dark Star was weaving in the shadows.

In addition to highlighting the awe-inspiring scenes of Lord Longtan, the narrator also emphasizes the character of Arosia.

This mysterious woman has once again sparked a wave of heated discussion.

Her appearance was even more exquisite than Ames'. Although she lacked the aura and legendary halo of the Dragon Throne, her amnesia gave her a heartbreaking vulnerability.

More importantly, her impressive curves contrasted sharply with Ames's flat chest.

Unsurprisingly, the barrage section erupted into another protracted debate.

Slogans like "How can one govern the world if one's chest is not flat?" and "How can one unite people's hearts if one's breasts are not large?" are going viral, with the two camps engaging in fierce battles over two female characters.

Some people joked, "The Dragon Throne is indeed incredibly powerful and beautiful, with stunningly long legs, but she's flat-chested."

Of course, some people argue that "some people's brains are just full of fat tissue, what's so great about that?"

Ye Xiu watched the carnival with amusement—the more intense the debate, the longer the topic would remain popular, and anyway, the flames of war would never reach him, an ordinary human being.

After closing the forum interface, Ye Xiu began to plan his next move.

After experiencing a series of ups and downs, he knew that he had entered a higher level of the game, and the wisest choice at present was to calm down and accumulate experience.

Now, with a reputation, competence, and network, high-quality commissions from partners are constantly coming in.

He decided to temporarily put aside his adventurous thoughts and focus on completing these tasks to consolidate his position while accumulating capital for the future.

Following the established plan, Ye Xiu led his team through various star systems in the Broken Star Ring.

As the heat of the Longtan incident gradually subsided, the Alien Mercenary Group quietly established a reliable reputation in the industry thanks to its solid mission completion rate.

Time flew by amidst a continuous stream of commissions, and nine months passed in the blink of an eye.

……

On the plains dozens of miles away from White Plains City, on the planet Apostle of the Astral Realm.

A coalition of forces from various races gathered here, and the three hundred most elite alien warriors of the Terra Empire stood solemnly at the front of the formation.

No clouds were visible on the horizon, and the twilight-glowed dome enveloped everything in a dim, yellowish halo.

The high-hanging star appears exceptionally small, as if it were billions of light-years away from this planet.

Inside the military tent, the commanders of various tribes were arguing endlessly about the war situation, but the tall man with light yellow skin remained silent.

Jason Wood, a war hero who rose from humble beginnings and became an imperial legend through seven genetic enhancements, is now gazing at the strategic sand table.

As the debate subsided, all eyes turned to the warrior revered as the "God of Swords."

"The ceremony is about to be completed." Jason's deep voice broke the silence.

"Roman's rebel army has already built a defensive line on the outskirts. If the spirit of nature is fully awakened and its power is drawn, the empire will fall into eternal night."

He slammed his cracked arm armor heavily against the edge of the sand table, the clanging of metal echoing through the tent.

The leader of the northern tribes removed his wolf-headed helmet and sighed, "Twenty years of planning... if only we had discovered it three years earlier."

"Now is not the time for regrets." Jason's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "I have contacted the Ascended via the Astral Communicator, and their reinforcements are on their way."

Following his gaze, everyone noticed the red-armored warrior in the corner.

Lin Ge, the leader of an interstellar mercenary group who is out of step with the surrounding era of cold weapons, is adjusting an energy shield generator.

As the mercenary leader rose, a faint hum emanated from the joints of his combat suit: "The Red Horn Legion has deployed phase jammers to delay the ceremony, but according to the latest scan data..."

He brought up the densely packed red dots in the holographic projection: "The enemy force is three times larger than expected. Our second batch of support is in the process of transitioning and is expected to arrive in 117 minutes."

Jason's scarred brows furrowed: "Two hours is enough for Roman to complete three energy tides."

"Don't worry." Lin Ge's fingertip swept across the floating interface. "This time, it's the 'Alien' mercenary group. They just resolved a civilization-level crisis in three star systems."

The moment this name appeared, all the interstellar communicators inside the tent simultaneously flashed with encrypted authentication light.

Meanwhile, at the ceremony site thousands of miles away, ice crystals were spreading across the fertile southern lands at a speed defying the laws of physics.

This rebellion, launched by Roman, the former chief regent of the empire, was not only about the change of royal power.

If the ancient spirits were to be fully revived, the battlefield situation would change instantly.

Some time ago, Ling's Redhorn Mercenary Group accepted the employment of Ascended from the Astral Apostle Star. They came here a few years ago to resolve their problems and complete the employment.

Unfortunately, the target's strength was a bit beyond expectations, and the idea was a bit tricky, so they had to request outside help.

To his surprise, an unexpectedly powerful mercenary group was willing to come and help.

It's important to know that this mercenary group is a well-regarded big shot in the industry, and more importantly, they have a powerful background.

His Red Horn Mercenary Group were merely fringe figures in the industry, and under normal circumstances, they had no chance to interact with such big shots.

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Therefore, Ling felt instinctively that things were stable.

However, given the urgency of the situation, Jason Wood could not afford to delay any longer.

They had no choice but to issue an order, and the allied forces of the various tribes broke camp and set out to attack.

Amidst the deafening roar, the sounds of footsteps and animal hooves intertwined to create a thunderous wave as the dark, imposing army began its advance, launching a full-scale offensive.

On the misty mountaintop platform, Roman was intently maintaining the ritual array. Glancing at his subordinate approaching, he asked in a low voice, "How much more blood is needed for the sacrifice?"

"Just another quarter of an hour and it will be done! You will soon be in control of the world!" The kneeling servant's eyes burned with fervor.

"Supreme power, sir," Roman muttered pityingly, tapping his knuckles on the edge of the altar.

"After twenty years of planning, the dawn is finally breaking. We have been trapped in this place for two whole centuries. Only by breaking through the shackles can we set foot in the Star Realm."

Meanwhile, the ground battle had been raging for forty minutes.

The relentless offensive, regardless of the cost, resulted in heavy losses for the attacking side as well.

Amidst the shattered armor and broken blades scattered across the ground, the blood of both sides flowed into dark red streams in the ravines.

"Hold the formation! At the current pace, we can definitely interrupt the ritual!" Jason Wood swung his sword to cleave the incoming arrows, but before he finished speaking, a chill ran down his spine.

Three enemy alien warriors covered in scales broke through the defenses, their door-sized battle axes slashing down from the air.

With a deafening roar, he tumbled five meters away in a sorry state. The cleaving beast he had been riding was cleaved in two by the axe blade, its stinking entrails splattering all over his armor.

Before he could catch his breath, several enemy alien warriors were already closing in, dragging their weapons, their shadows completely enveloping his body.

In the split second between life and death, a high-frequency vibration pierced through the clamor of the battlefield.

The giant alloy hull crashed to the ground amidst ionized sparks, and the shockwave sent all the soldiers within a ten-meter radius flying.

Amidst a series of crashing sounds, six streamlined hulls were embedded in the scorched earth in a circular array.

Through the white mist released from the depressurized hatch, soldiers dressed in dark-patterned combat uniforms appeared in formation.

The young man at the head of the group, his trench coat hem crackling with electricity, surveyed the battlefield with keen interest.

"Could these be the new reinforcements from the upper realm?" Even Jason Wood, with his calm demeanor, couldn't help but feel a surge of joy at this moment.

At that moment, several enemy alien warriors wielding giant axes slashed at the human man. Jason Wood instinctively wanted to warn them, but he swallowed his words back the next second.

With a simple gesture, the man unleashed a bolt of white lightning that turned his opponent to ashes.

"It seems the hospitality on this planet is quite unique."

"Alien reinforcements have arrived!" Linge, who was fighting hard, swung his sword to force back the enemy, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

With a surge of energy, the paratroopers unleashed a variety of supernatural abilities, weaving a deadly net of light.

The mutated warriors that had been wreaking havoc on the battlefield fell down in droves, like stalks of wheat.

Caroline's ion blade traced an elegant arc, precisely piercing the chest of each enemy.

Aroshia stood beside him without moving.

Ye Xiu stood still, squinting as he observed the battlefield, showing no intention of taking action himself.

Caroline and her clones were enough to handle the enemy, making his role as commander quite easy; he could take as much time as possible to avoid taking action.

The mission was initiated because dangerous elements had appeared on a certain planet and needed to be dealt with. Hundreds of such incidents occur every day in the Shattered Star Ring, and all sorts of bizarre motives are nothing new.

He was already very familiar with the whole process—the troops were dropped onto the rails and quickly began a cleanup operation after landing.

He didn't even need to give many instructions; his proficiency was truly something to be proud of.

After nine months of operation, he intends to maintain the original size of the team.

However, with its increasingly rich record of missions, it has gradually built a good reputation in the industry.

Alien is now able to cooperate with top mercenary groups such as Ring, One Sword Edge, and Purple Gold to carry out missions.

Although routine tasks only require direct confrontation, they always perform reliably in challenging situations, quickly establishing themselves as a reliable partner.

Initially, various teams approached him because of his background in Longtan, but now they truly recognize the strength of Alien.

When the Colton Cluster needs external assistance, Ye Xiu's team is often the first choice.

Once a mercenary group's credit score reaches a certain threshold, the system will include them in the list of high-quality teams in the region and automatically push emergency commissions to them.

This request for support from the Astral Apostle Star stems from this very mechanism.

In fact, I had just completed a guard mission with Yi Jianfeng three days ago, and according to usual, I should have been resting at the Vais Hub.

However, this planet is related to the upcoming "Alienation Disaster" mission.

He promptly canceled his vacation—this was one of the potential infection zones for version 2.0.

"The civilization of the Astral Apostle Star is still in the tribal era, valuing individual strength. Although they have sent C-level 'Ascensions' to Godora."

"But their overall understanding of interstellar society is even less than that of Aquamarine," Ye Xiu thought to himself.

Each civilization has its own unique name for the universe; here we have terms like "upper realm" and "ascension."

This reflects both a martial tradition and exposes the authorities' deliberate suppression of common knowledge about interstellar space.

The mutated protozoa that Dark Star deployed here is about to enter its active phase.

With the 1.0 version update approaching, it is indeed necessary to examine other potential hotspots in advance.

As he was pondering, Ling approached quickly, his tone a mixture of respect and trepidation: "I have long heard of the alien planet's fame, and today I am finally able to meet it."

"Nice to meet you." Ye Xiu reached out and shook hands with him. The other man was clearly surprised that this rising star in the industry was so easygoing, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

While they were talking, Jason Wood had already regrouped the team.

The commander, without exchanging pleasantries with the reinforcements, picked up his weapon and returned to the battlefield.

With the help of the clones, the enemy's alien warriors were quickly wiped out, and the remaining soldiers were busy treating their wounds.

When Jason approached the two men, his armor was still stained with undried blood.

He skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point: "The ceremony is about to be completed, and we must act immediately."

As his gaze swept over the airdrop pod in the distance, the local commander maintained his vigilance against the "visitors from the upper realm" while also unable to hide his curiosity about the mysterious equipment.

"Then let's get started." Ye Xiu nodded in response. Since the employer had made a request, the task would naturally take precedence.

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On the mountaintop, Roman's followers, who witnessed the turn of events, had a sudden change in expression.

"Damn it! Why are reinforcements from the upper realm coming again? The whole plan is in chaos!" One of the subordinates cried out in panic, grabbing the stone railing.

"The lives harvested by the alien warriors are simply not enough; the blood sacrifice concentration is far below the activation standard!"

Even the usually composed Roman tensed up at this moment. When the mirror reflected the figures of Ye Xiu and the others, a complex undercurrent surged in his eyes.

It was a vortex formed by the yearning for and discontent with a higher dimension.

These are messengers from beyond the stars.

Almost there, just one last step and I'll be able to break free from this world.

In Roman's mind, all life trapped in gravity wells is a prisoner.

His subordinates foolishly believed that he was pursuing the empty title of "Supreme Mage".

These frogs in a well will never understand the meaning of the journey to the stars.

Those interstellar inhabitants may have long been tired of traversing stargates.

But for those who can only glimpse the Milky Way with their own eyes, the allure of crossing the dimensional barrier is enough to drive them mad.

Moreover, he possesses irrefutable evidence proving that countless brilliant civilizations exist among the stars.

The thirst for knowledge explodes in the chest like a supernova; it is an evolutionary instinct etched into our genes.

Intelligent life yearns for the unknown, seeks truth, and climbs to higher dimensions.

This is the original driving force for the survival of civilization!

However, the sudden appearance of interstellar mercenaries disrupted a meticulously planned scheme that had been in the works for decades.

Roman stared at the blood-red runes dancing in the crystal ball, a fanatical flame burning deep in his pupils, his heart filled with resentment.

If it weren't for these troublemakers, I would already be basking in the glow of the opening stargate.

"My lord! What do we do now?" The high priest staggered up the altar.

Roman looked down at the restless crowd, his pawns, whom he had nurtured for half his life, trembling with fear.

A resolute look appeared on the old man's withered face: "It's time to dedicate your strength."

The spell staff emitted an eerie crimson light, causing the twelve obsidian pillars to tremble simultaneously, and the magical patterns on the ground to pulsate like awakened blood vessels.

The clamor abruptly ceased, and hundreds of believers suddenly clutched their throats, their skin visibly drying and collapsing, twisting into inhuman arcs on the ground.

The high priest, bleeding from all seven orifices, crawled toward the altar. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the gold trim of his robe, his eyeballs suddenly exploded into two clouds of blood mist.

The splattered crimson liquid transformed into serpentine streams, flowing along the runic grooves into the altar base.

When the last mummified corpse stopped convulsing, the entire altar had transformed into translucent blood jade.

The previous screams and cries had all turned into deathly silence.

The blood sacrifice is complete.

The earth's veins began to rumble.

Five minutes later, when Jason Wood's vanguard broke through the barrier, what came into view was the Blood Jade Altar, which was shrouded by thousands of defensive arrays.

As soon as the commander raised his warhammer, a rainbow of light burst forth from the four rock walls, weaving together to form an impenetrable barrier.

"Damn it!" Cold sweat beaded on Jason's back beneath his armor. "This level of protective array..."

He turned around to give the order to launch a full-scale attack, but his adjutant suddenly pressed down on his shoulder armor.

Following the other person's trembling finger, the space at the top of the altar began to twist and collapse.

"Your efficiency is too low, let me take over." Ye Xiu's voice carried an unquestionable authority, which contrasted sharply with the restless astral apostles around him.

He casually brushed the stardust off his shoulder armor; the protective arrays that shimmered with dangerous light looked to him like child's building blocks.

Shila-

A pale white lightning serpent suddenly tore through the night, and the twelve layers of magical barriers crumbled in the blinding light.

Amidst the hurricane whipped up by the turbulent energy flow, only Ye Xiu's cloak fluttered in the wind.

The soldiers watching fell into a deathly silence. Jason Wood's Adam's apple bobbed as he managed to squeeze out a gasp of astonishment:

"Even the destructive power of a legendary ascendant is nothing more than this; even the forbidden spells of the Grand Mage Protector cannot compare to this."

He suddenly remembered the records in the secret files of the Buddhist monks' group:

The warriors from the upper realm wield laws that defy conventional understanding, and the raging lightning before them is now proving this legend.

As the last protective rune went out and the core of the altar was exposed to the air, the entire ritual site began to collapse.

Roman was thrown to the ground by the backlash energy, his meticulously styled silver hair covered in dust. His defense system, which he had carefully prepared for seven years, couldn't even last three minutes.

But a strange energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from his body, and the old man's wrinkled palms floated up strangely, with liquid starlight flowing beneath his skin.

"It actually happened!" A hoarse, maniacal laugh mingled with tears. "Even with only 30% of the energy, it's enough to break through."

The surge of power gave Roman the illusion that he could crush mountains, and he trembled as he reached for the spatial explosive at his waist.

If he could gain just three seconds, he could transform into the wind and leave with ease.

"Oh? You've broken through to C-rank?!" Ye Xiu raised an eyebrow, and with a flick of his right hand, lightning condensed into a ferocious arm armor.

The moment Roman's fingertips touched the metal casing, the whole world suddenly turned upside down.

boom!

The moment the tactical boots shattered the ground, half of the old man's body was pressed into the soil.

The starlight surrounding me dissipated in the night wind, like a candle flame that had been extinguished.

"Is the new toy fun?" Ye Xiu flicked the arc of electricity dancing on his fingertips. "I suggest you upgrade to A-level before you perform."

(End of this chapter)