Chapter 1166
[Miracle Stage 2: The Venerable One ]
Chapter 1166 [Miracle Second Stage: The Venerable One (13 World Bubbles)]
Although the projection of the Void Dragon expanded rapidly under the infusion of the [Void Dragon Well], with its size and energy level rising steadily, the expansion seemed more like a hastily assembled enhancement.
The Mimic God's Son not only possesses a complete six-armed weapon, but also has the support of the intertwined hammer, anvil, thunder, flames, and three states of true fire, resulting in a stable structure and clear rhythm.
After the collision, the [Lever of Heaven] suddenly spun, forcibly shifting the Void Dragon's center of gravity.
The Sword of Abelio slashed down, and golden flames exploded at the base of the dragon's wings, creating a blazing crack.
Immediately afterwards, the [Hammer of God] fell down, the hammerhead smashing into the side of the dragon's head, shattering and scattering the dark scales, and instantly disrupting the internal energy structure.
After a series of smooth, quick attacks, Hagi Dragon let out a low, angry, and powerless roar.
The Void Dragon's artifact body was destroyed by Om Messiah, leaving the entire dragon unable to maintain its projection.
【No--!】
【Thief--!】
I will not give you the fire!
I am the master of all affairs...!
It still speaks loudly, still proclaims the orthodox doctrine of all affairs.
Driven to desperation, the Void Dragon resorts to another old tradition of the Mechanicus – the backup hidden energy burst!
Xia Xiu, who was impersonating the Son of God, clicked his tongue in disapproval upon seeing this scene.
"Now I know the source of your Mechanical Church's habit of not being able to withstand any pressure."
The Mechanical Church is intolerant of pressure, indecisive, and prone to self-destruction.
This matter can be traced back to the divine war between the god of all machines and the god of flesh.
What is the God of All Machines' other title?
O God of Shattering!
This tradition of not being able to withstand pressure is supported by historical anecdotes, and where there is a preference among superiors, there will inevitably be those below who will go even further!
As for the Void Dragon's hidden backup energy source, what is it?
That is, of course, one of the roots of the mechanical lineage—[Void Dragon Well].
Hagiron was clearly out of control. In the present world, the valve of the Void Dragon Well from the depths of Mars was forcibly opened, and the supreme divinity that had been dormant in the main body began to be poured into the projection without regard for the consequences.
That was no longer about maintaining the projection's supply, but an extreme adventure—if it got out of control, the seal on the Dragon Well would be torn apart, the etheric tides beneath the Martian crust would erupt directly, and the entire planet's physical structure could be washed away.
The mechanical church on Mars is now terrified. If they knew what was going on, they would definitely point at the projection and say:
How could you be so selfish!
Unfortunately, they didn't know that the red-eyed Void Dragon was clearly no longer concerned about the consequences.
It would rather ignite the etheric well on Mars than drag Om Messiah into destruction here.
Dark light expanded wildly on its surface, and the high-orbit world cannon behind it began to vibrate unstablely, with the light core inside the cannon barrel pulsating violently.
In that instant, Xia Xiu could clearly sense that the other party was trying to draw upon true supreme divinity to completely merge the projection with the original body.
However, he wasn't worried at all, because he knew that the Void Dragon couldn't explode even a little bit.
Just as that thread was about to break—a pure light suddenly shone from the ether.
It was a near-transparent luster, like a surface of water spread out, yet as hard as the most perfect crystal.
The light rapidly expanded from afar, forming a vast sea of glass in the surging illusion.
【Miracle: The Glass Sea】
The defenders of heaven have made their move.
The glass sea descended from the void, like a giant spherical shell slowly closing in the ether, its surface smooth and pure, reflecting the shadows of the dragon and the master craftsman's armor.
The sea wasn't simply an enclosure; rather, it formed a Dyson sphere-like structure that completely contained the Void Dragon's projection and its overflowing divine energy. Dark tides crashed against the inner side of the glassy sea, yet they couldn't break through that transparent barrier.
The Void Dragon roared, attempting to draw upon the power of the Dragon Well once more, but the channel for its infusion was forcibly severed by the Glass Sea, sealing off the extension of supreme divinity.
The next instant, the transparent sea suddenly contracted, like a perfect crystal ball sealing the projection of the Void Dragon, and then suddenly threw it towards the higher-level ether boundary.
As the projection was expelled, the tremors deep within the ether gradually subsided.
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Mars, shield volcano—Olympus Mons.
The massive mountain, transformed into a sacred site by a mechanical religion, is now shrouded in an uneasy murmur.
The massive lava pipes had long been sealed off and modified. Deep within the core hall of the mountain, there was a black well known as the "Void Dragon Well."
The well walls are made of ancient metals and unknown materials, and the surface is engraved with intricate prayers and gear patterns. The bottom is unfathomable.
Originally, the mechanical spirit in the well remained dormant as usual.
But just now, the shock from the depths of the ethereal reached reality, and the entire sacred land suddenly trembled violently. The dark light inside the Dragon Well surged abruptly, like a heart that had been forcibly awakened beating violently in the belly of the mountain.
The elders and overseers of the mechanical religion rushed to the well immediately.
They knelt in a circle around the Dragon Well, their heavy mechanical robes trailing on the cold ground, the metal prosthetics creaking softly. Some looked up into the depths of the well, their eyes reflecting a churning, dark light, their faces unusually pale in the cold glow.
They sensed it.
The Void Dragon's true form, which had been slumbering in the Dragon Well, experienced a brief but violent instability, and its projection, an extension of its dream, suddenly left the Dragon Well.
Then, the Longjing well, which served as the coffin lid for [Mace], began to riot.
The runes on the well walls began to light up one by one, and a deep resonance came from the depths of the lava pipes, as if the entire volcano was responding to the dragon's unease.
"Soothe the machine's spirit—!"
The elders gave orders in low voices.
The congregation immediately activated the ritual device. The mechanical arm unfolded, and oils and spices (mechanical specialties) were poured into the sacrificial trough. Ancient and obscure prayers echoed in the mountain's belly.
Some pressed their foreheads against the well wall, their prosthetic interfaces connecting to the sealing system, uploading their own consciousness as a buffer; others repeatedly recited inscriptions praising the machine god, attempting to calm the churning dark light.
The tremors in the well are still ongoing.
Fortunately, after much tinkering, they finally managed to close the coffin lid again; they almost all died because of the Void Dragon's morning grumpiness.
The cultists surrounding the well still dared not get up. The joints of the prosthetic body made a slight grinding sound, and the air was filled with the smell of grease and burning metal.
Just then, Saint Scranton slowly stood up.
This elder and mechanical saint of the Martian Mechanical Church was tall, with a prosthetic body covering half of his torso, and a mechanical spine extending from his shoulders and back gleaming coldly in the dim light. His face was taut with anger, and his electronic prosthetic eyes flashed with a blinding red light, as if he could still see the moment he lost control just now.
He surveyed the many popes and watchmen present, his voice low yet resonant throughout the mountainside.
"check!!!"
It was just one word, yet it carried both command and fury.
"Find out the cause of the Void Dragon's rampage, who triggered His projection in the depths of the Aether, and who caused the instability in the Dragon Well—find them at all costs." His mechanical arm slammed heavily against the well wall, the metal striking the stone with a dull echo.
"If there are external enemies, eliminate them; if there are traitors, execute them; if any unknown forces intervene—tear them apart!!!"
The believers bowed their heads in response, their voices overlapping in a deep, resonant echo within the mountainside.
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Deep within the ether, the surging undercurrents have gradually receded.
After the projection of the Void Dragon was banished, the torn void began to slowly heal itself, the remaining cracks closing in the distance, and the enormous three-headed, six-armed figure fading away. The Mimic God's Child disintegrated into countless fine fragments of light and structure, returning to Xia Xiu's body.
He stood on the ether, the three mechanical rings behind him slowly returning to their positions.
The battle against the Void Dragon projection is not just a contest of victory or defeat, but a clash of structural levels.
Under that extreme pressure, the boundaries of [World Bubble Master Creator] were repeatedly stretched, verified, and repaired, eventually becoming completely integrated with his main body. It was no longer an external domain, but became an internal computational core.
At the same time, the [High Orbit World Cannon] structure, which originally belonged only to his opponent, was analyzed, replicated, and reconstructed by him during the confrontation. It has now taken shape within his body and become a hidden architecture that can be called upon at any time.
The world bubble has only been filled by one-third.
But his status had already been transcended, and in that instant, he clearly felt that his existence had undergone a fundamental change.
The three invisible crowns merged deep within his consciousness, and the five basic operational flows completed their cycle within his body. The core, which had survived countless tribulations, was finally stabilized.
For him, life and death, the present world and the virtual world, matter and ether were no longer absolute boundaries.
The passage of time is no longer just a flow, but an observable curve; cause and effect are no longer a one-way chain, but a web that can be touched.
He is still here, but he stands on the edge of the rules—both within and above the order.
This is—[the Venerable One].
Moreover, he has everything the Venerable One has; he also has things the Venerable One does not have.
At the moment when he was truly elevated to the rank of [Venerable One], Shashtu did not remain in the ether.
That turbulent void was no longer a battlefield he had to stand on, but simply a level he could enter and exit at any time.
He gently suppressed his aura, returning the triple mechanical rings to his body. The world, submerged deep within his consciousness, completed its final integration. Then he took a step forward—not onto the ground, but onto the node of the ether.
The ether slowly receded around him.
The curtain of light and shadow was rolled up, the dark waves slid backward, and his figure faded in the virtual realm, like a variable that was erased, disappearing from that churning deep structure.
When he opened his eyes again, he was standing in the [unknown land].
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The familiar spatial hierarchy, like a static staircase, surrounds you, and the air is filled with a stable and clear sense of order.
The device that sealed the [World Bubble] was still slowly operating in the distance, with a faint light flowing across its surface, as if the massive ether war just now was merely an interlude in another timeline.
Mu stood not far away.
He made no extra movements, simply clapping twice lightly, the sound echoing crisply in the space.
"Congratulations."
His tone was gentle, as if he were watching a junior complete a natural leap forward.
Xia Xiu looked down at his hands, feeling the newly formed high-orbit structure within his body and the completely integrated [World Bubble], then raised his head and gave Mu a slight bow.
"If you hadn't intervened at the crucial moment to block the passage to Longjing, I'm afraid I would have had to go through much more trouble."
"Thanks to your guidance for this promotion."
Mu chuckled softly and waved his hand.
"You're being modest."
He looked at Xia Xiu with a hint of elder's satisfaction in his eyes.
"With the world bubble ability you demonstrated, even without my intervention, I could have driven away that Void Dragon's projection. It would just have taken some effort and a bit longer. I was merely saving you some of the resources."
He paused, not lingering on such a polite topic for long, and his expression quickly turned serious.
"Now that you have returned to heaven, obtained the world bubble, and completed your advancement, you can no longer be idle."
Mu's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable meaning.
"The Heavenly Kingdom's intelligence department has just reported that the multi-theistic systems of the myriad realms are exhibiting unusual behavior. More than one system is secretly mobilizing divine nodes, and some long-dormant beings are beginning to respond to prayers again. The situation is escalating."
Xia Xiu raised an eyebrow, his eyes flickered slightly, and his corporate slave radar started to go off.
"Unusual behavior?"
Mu looked at Xia Xiu, his expression more composed than before.
“Yes.” He spoke slowly, “Your actions in the myriad realms are no longer localized events. The seventeen outer planes have been turned upside down by you, and the Court’s forces have taken root, settled accounts, and rearranged order in multiple faith nodes. Those systems that feed on faith and use the name of gods as their banner cannot continue to turn a blind eye.”
He took half a step forward, his gaze falling on the spatial structure in the distance that was still floating in the dim light.
"They have long been wary of the Heavenly Kingdom's influence in the myriad realms. In the past, they were constantly fighting amongst themselves, with the pantheons restraining each other, undermining each other, and vying for believers and territories. But now that you have severely damaged several core nodes, they have suddenly realized that if they continue to fight on their own, they will eventually be dismantled one by one."
Mu's tone was calm, yet it carried a hint of coldness.
"So they put aside their disputes, began to make contact, began to negotiate, and began to try to build a temporary framework for unity. Not for the sake of the purity of their respective beliefs, but to jointly resist the Kingdom of Heaven's plans in all the heavens and the myriad worlds."
Xia Xiu did not respond immediately after hearing this.
He simply exhaled softly, as if rapidly simulating the changing situation in his mind. The turmoil in the seventeenth outer plane, the expansion of the courtyard's power, the loss of the divine node... those fragments quickly pieced together into a larger picture in his consciousness.
A moment later, he raised his eyes.
"I see," he said calmly. "They're forming an alliance."
His tone lacked surprise; instead, it carried a calmness that seemed almost expected.
"In the past, they fought each other for divine authority and believers, but now they are willing to temporarily cede part of their territory and power, just to suppress the expansion of the Court... If the pantheon can reach such a consensus, it can be considered a rare tacit understanding."
"To unite and attack a courtyard, attempting to overwhelm the Kingdom of Heaven's plan with sheer numbers and divine authority, is a wise choice—after all, they have already experienced the consequences of facing us alone."
For the first time, the pantheons of all realms have united to attack the Heavenly Court...
This script looks familiar.
Xia Xiu muttered to himself.