Phi-Fic Chapter 270 The Mortal Forbidden Zone, Leave This to Me
Chapter 270 The Mortal Forbidden Zone, Leave This to Me
The auxiliary systems that drive the armor, the vital signs monitoring that sustain life, and the tactical plans stored in the cloud—all of it has disappeared.
They reverted to their most primal warrior form, possessing only muscles, weapons, and the fighting instinct ingrained in their bones.
The gravitational field was completely disrupted.
I lost the feeling of solidity beneath my feet.
Zhao Leiguang's enormous body floated upwards uncontrollably. He waved his arms, trying to steady himself, but only tumbled clumsily in the air.
The rubble, the broken pipes, the congealed silver blood clots—all broke free from the ground's constraints, colliding and spinning silently in the distorted air.
The entire underground three levels have been transformed into a giant kaleidoscope filled with deadly fragments.
Xiao Qianyu's physical abilities far surpassed Zhao Leiguang's, and she found a new balance point in a weightless state.
She lightly touched the ground with her toes to a floating alloy plate.
She transformed into a zigzag line, bypassing the concrete fragments blocking her path, and cutting towards the nearest projection of light and shadow.
The blade of the Dragon King's Halberd left a dark golden trail in the air.
No sound.
There were no obstacles.
The halberd blade pierced through the chest of the projection.
It was like cutting through a phantom.
She landed on a section of broken load-bearing wall, her body taking a half-step back due to the reaction force, the heels of her tactical boots scraping against the metal surface with a screeching sound.
The shaft of the Dragon King's Halberd groaned softly in her hand, a result of pure physical force being released into empty space with nowhere to apply force.
The higher-dimensional projection ignored her attack.
The four figures of light and shadow simultaneously raised their arms.
They did not chant, they did not pray; a will that transcended sound and language resonated in space.
On the laboratory ceiling, the enormous silver heart suddenly began to beat faster.
Four silver beams, ten times thicker than before, shot out from the four aortic valves of the heart, aiming directly at the isolated and helpless bronze cauldron in the center.
Wherever the beam of light passed, long black cracks were scorched into the space.
It’s over.
The thought flashed through the minds of everyone in the first squad.
Just moments before the silver beam of light was about to touch the cauldron.
Roar--
A deafening tiger's roar suddenly erupted from inside the bronze cauldron.
That wasn't a sound that travels through the air.
That was a declaration at the level of laws, the most primal and domineering.
A dark golden shockwave spread out from the bronze cauldron.
The shockwave was not in the form of ripples, but rather in the form of burning oracle bone script composed of countless Chinese totems.
The four silver beams of light were forcibly cleaved in two the instant they touched the totem.
The energy structure of the beam was completely disrupted, turning into countless scattered silver specks that dissipated into the air.
The dark golden shockwave showed no signs of abating.
The surviving black metal walls surrounding the laboratory were swept away by the shockwave.
There was no explosion.
The walls looked as if they had been sliced by an invisible blade. The outermost three-meter-thick layer was neatly cut away, leaving a smooth cut that revealed the more complex energy circuits inside.
Although Lu Yan's tactical terminal was paralyzed, the Void Disc in his left hand was still running.
He attempted to target the bronze cauldron with the [God-level War Aura].
"Buzz—"
The computing power of the Void Disk was instantly maxed out the moment it came into contact with the energy field emanating from the bronze cauldron.
On Lu Yan's retina, the originally clear stream of code had turned into an unparseable, wildly scrolling waterfall of gibberish.
He had never seen such a complex and ancient structure of laws.
That was divine code that surpassed the limits of his current understanding.
sizzle.
The tactical terminal on his wrist burned out, emitting a wisp of black smoke, because it could not handle the overload of computation from the Void Disk.
Connection failed.
They were reduced to mere spectators in this dimensional clash.
In this battle of god-like proportions, even the so-called S-class Awakeners don't have the qualifications to stand on the edge of the battlefield.
The collision of the silver holy light and the dark gold totem caused the entire underground three-level spatial structure to begin to collapse irreversibly.
Dark, bottomless cracks appeared out of thin air and then disappeared just as quickly.
Like a group of hungry sharks, they swam through this chaotic space, devouring everything in their path.
Zhao Leiguang had just steadied himself and held the two shields in front of him.
A black crack, no thicker than a hair, silently swept past him.
He did not feel any impact.
But when he looked down, he discovered that a fist-sized notch had been cut off the edge of the Taotie shield on his left hand.
The cut was so smooth that it reflected his own face.
That's an S-class "Earth Pulse" set component, an alloy shield capable of withstanding frontal bombardment from main battle tank shells.
Zhao Leiguang's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
On the ceiling, the silver heart seemed enraged by the thwarted attack.
It began to contract.
The four high-dimensional projections in the four corners of the laboratory began to blur, turning into four streams of light, and were reabsorbed into the heart.
The silver heart expanded and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is no longer shaped like a heart, but has become a polyhedron that cannot be described by geometry, composed of countless silver mirrors, and is collapsing inward.
A thought immediately popped into Lu Yan's mind.
Dimensionality reduction strike.
The other party wants to abandon this body and completely erase this space along with all the matter within it, compressing it into a two-dimensional plane.
Lu Yan took a deep breath, a burning pain shooting through his lungs.
He took out the clod of yellowish-brown soil strung together with red rope from the slot in his tactical belt.
Amidst the frenzied interplay of silver light and dark gold totems, this ordinary patch of soil appeared utterly inconspicuous.
He held the soil in his palm.
A warm, deep yellow light shone on the surface of the soil.
Its light is not great, but it possesses a power that brings peace to all things.
The chaotic gravitational field briefly calmed down under the glow of the yellow light.
The few pebbles floating around Lu Yan regained their weight and fell towards the unknown "below".
In the center of the laboratory, the bronze cauldron seemed to sense this aura as well.
The burning totem light on the cauldron resonated with the yellow light in Lu Yan's palm.
The humming sound became more steady and deep.
The yellowish-brown soil in Lu Yan's hand transformed into a stream of light and flew out of his hand.
It passed through the raging energy storm without encountering any obstacles and drilled directly into the interior of the bronze cauldron.
Inside the cauldron, the terrifying tiger's roar subsided.
Instead, a woman's voice, gentle yet imbued with supreme authority, took its place.
The sound didn't echo in the air; instead, it reverberated deep within the consciousness of every member of the first squad.
"Step back."
"Leave this to me."