Super God Academy: Kabuto

At almost the same time, in another dimension of spatial folds, the tip observation point of Devil One was like an eye lurking in the shadows.

Liang Bing leaned back in the spacious chair befitting her queenly status, her fingers tapping absently on the metal armrest. Unlike Hua Ye's frivolous and overt expression, her face held the focused concentration of a researcher, tinged with a subtle, almost imperceptible seriousness. On the screen before her, densely packed data and multi-layered enhanced real-time battlefield footage flowed.

"Rose, did you see that energy resonance frequency?" Liang Bing pointed to the special ripple pattern in the space around Lan Cang when he released his mental shock on the screen. "It has more than 67% similarity to the residual fluctuations that we detected on the outer edge of Emerald Star that were suspected to be caused by void energy erosion. Also, the 'water' and 'ice' that it manipulates, microscopic structural analysis shows that they are mixed with unnaturally condensed dark energy crystals."

She turned her chair around and looked at Rose beside her, who was also intently watching the screen. Her tone was certain: "The Triangular Bodies are definitely not just simple biological evolutionary mutations. Behind them, they must have come into contact with, and even to some extent 'borrowed', the power of the Void. That perverted Karl probably knows far more than he says."

Rose's attention was mostly drawn to the lone silver figure fighting on the battlefield. She didn't feel much identification with angels, especially those who upheld Keisha's order of justice. But at this moment, watching the angel fight desperately in that star field shrouded in eerie blue, fraught with danger, against an obviously evil, powerful, and eerie enemy, a complex emotion welled up within her as a fellow warrior—a solemn respect for the strong in their predicament, and a vague resonance with a certain pure fighting spirit.

"Can she...win?" Rose asked, her voice a little hoarse.

Liang Bing shook her head, her analysis calm and ruthless: "In terms of individual gene engine strength, combat experience, and skills alone, Lan Cang might not be a match for Angel Chase. But war is not an arena match. The Triangulum has turned this star field into their 'ocean,' where Lan Cang can receive almost unlimited buffs, while Angel Chase's power is suppressed in every way. Environment, racial talent, and that disgusting mental attack... multiple unfavorable factors combined. Without a miracle, or if Keisha doesn't have other backup plans, her defeat is only a matter of time."

She paused, keenly sensing the slight change in Rose's emotions, and a half-smile played on her lips: "What? Starting to worry about these righteous little bitches?"

Rose paused for a moment, not answering directly, but instead turning her gaze back to the menacing triangular fleet and the contaminated planets on the screen: "I was just thinking... if even high-ranking angels would struggle so much against such an enemy when unprepared, then the threats Earth might face in the future are probably far greater and more bizarre than any of our previous war games."

Liang Bing chuckled, but a hint of seriousness flashed deep in her eyes: "That's why I've always said that Keisha's rigid 'just order,' which tries to confine everything within rules, is bound to run into a wall sooner or later. The universe is so vast, there are all sorts of strange things out there. But..."

Her tone shifted to a researcher's excitement: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Rose, concentrate all observation units and record everything! The key is the energy utilization patterns of this new type of commander individual (Lancang) of the Triangulum, the wavebands and mechanisms of their mental attacks, and how they transform ordinary star fields into this 'home field.' This data will be invaluable for our future countermeasures."

In the center of the battlefield, Angel Chase once again unleashed a powerful burst of divine energy, shattering the tentacles that bound her body. Her flaming sword slashed through the sky, forcing Lan Cang to temporarily retreat and reorganize her offensive. However, her breathing had become noticeably rapid, and her silver armor bore numerous corroded marks and lingering, pale blue ice crystals. A bead of sweat even trickled from her forehead, quickly condensing in the cold, dark cosmic environment.

Lancang's three pairs of compound eyes coldly locked onto her, showing no emotional fluctuation. It emitted a deeper, longer, whale-like song, seemingly from the depths of a ten-thousand-meter-deep abyss, but this song was mixed with countless dizzying, chaotic hisses and mental noise. With its "song," the surrounding triangular fleet simultaneously lit up with an even more dazzling, eerie blue light, and rhythmic energy pulses erupted from the holes in the hulls. The viscous, mentally suppressive "field" in the entire polluted star field suddenly intensified several times! The invisible pressure, like the water pressure of the deep sea, squeezed from all directions toward the golden light in the center.

She gripped the flaming sword tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. She could clearly feel her strength draining away; the recovery rate of her divine energy could no longer keep up with the consumption. The cold illusions and whispers that flashed through her mind from time to time were constantly assaulting her willpower. But her eyes remained like tempered stars, firm and clear, without the slightest hesitation or fear. The glory of the angels, the belief in protection, had long been ingrained in her blood and soul. Even if the abyss lay ahead, she would hold her sword and fight to the very last moment.

In the distance, Hua Ye had already put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes gleamed with a hunter's sharpness, as if he was assessing the best time to "enter" the scene; Liang Bing, hidden in the folds of space, held her breath and focused intently, running her observation equipment to its limit, unwilling to miss any data detail.

The outcome of this encounter at the edge of the universe seems predictable.

Rose took a deep breath, nodded, suppressed her emotions, and quickly moved her hands across the control interface, activating the observation system of Demon One, and began to focus intently on capturing and analyzing every energy fluctuation and information fragment on the battlefield.