Chapter 1227
One Shot, One Kill!
Chapter 1227 One Shot, One Kill!
After getting his hands on the new toy, Xia Xiu himself felt a little itchy to play with it.
In order to test the power of the Glass Cannon as soon as possible, he began to urge his offspring to speed up the process. He first sent the instructions to the Eleventh Prince through the Heavenly Lineage, and Dorn did not disappoint him. After receiving the order, he immediately completed the follow-up arrangements, bringing the other children who had returned and their respective available forces to the outer edge of the Fallen World according to the predetermined route and assembly point.
At the same time, most of the population in several fallen worlds that needed to be evacuated first had been transferred out in batches according to the plan and concentrated in transitional planes and outer safe zones that were away from the radiation impact range of the Old Ones' wombs and where the earth's veins and atmospheric structure were relatively stable, in order to avoid the upcoming direct breach and high-level impact.
Once all these matters are settled, the preparations for the entire battlefield will be truly complete.
Deep within the core of 【Ophim Fortress】, the psychic throne slowly lit up. Lao Xia held the orb of light, as if holding a game joystick, and pushed it forward, causing the entire fortress to move forward as well.
After manipulating the arrows up, down, left, and right, he began to light up the [Evangelical Throne - Orpheus Fortress].
Void Shield, activate.
The Holy See circuit is activated.
Firepower system activated.
Propellerless navigation, start-up.
And this, start, start, start.
Finally, Blackrock Keep, activate!
"set sail."
After everything was ready, Xia Xiu gave the order.
Centered on the [Ophim Fortress], the surrounding vast expanse of void first slightly contracted inward, then, like a thin, transparent sheet being slowly bent, it began to twist and tilt along the direction in front of the fortress, and the enormous, almost celestial black War Throne began to slide along this distorted spacetime structure.
The surrounding space was constantly folded, pulled closer, and flattened, making the originally distant distance seem to be forcibly shortened, flying backward inch by inch.
The speed is getting faster and faster.
At first, the progress was steady, but after a short while, the small dimensional anchor points on the periphery were rapidly retreated in perception. Then, the layers of light bands on the navigation channels were stretched into streamlines. Further on, even the huge dimensional outlines in the distance began to blur at the edge of the field of vision.
The entire fortress glided forward through distorted spacetime in a way that completely defied conventional navigation logic, its speed increasing all the way up until it approached the speed of light.
Such a massive war machine, traveling at this speed close to the edge of the world, exudes a sense of oppression far beyond the sharpness of a sword-class corvette.
……
Soon, the [Ophim Fortress] reached the edge of the slumbering stars.
Looking around, all directions were covered by a dark, viscous, almost slumbering deep-sea-like ethereal fog. Occasionally, a huge shadow would flash by deep within the fog, like something indescribable slowly turning over in the deeper darkness.
In the distance, the void gaps that should have belonged to the planes were now filled with large, fleshy, membrane-like structures. Grayish-white veins crawled along the surface of space, as if some unimaginably large living entity was sleeping on the outer shell of the worlds.
Deeper still, one can see rings of enormous biological barriers.
They are not true city walls, but rather living borders built up layer upon layer of divine pollution, maternal membranes, dimensional debris, and higher organs, encasing the entire corrupted world group tightly, like stuffing a whole swathe of worlds into the abdominal cavity of a mother.
This is the outer barrier of the womb of the Great Old Ones.
After Blackrock Fortress arrived at the heart of the Old Ones' womb, its layers of scanning arrays and Holy Throne circuits lit up simultaneously. The once silent, mountain-like black crystalline structure, at this moment, was like an ancient temple awakened, casting hundreds and thousands of invisible detection pulses in all directions.
On the throne of psychic power, Xia Xiu looked up at the dark, viscous, deep void in front of him, which resembled a corrupted womb. He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, while the orb of light floating beside him, the external manifestation of the supreme program [Yahweh], had already entered high-load operation.
The next instant, a series of cold and precise system reports rapidly appeared on the main screen.
[Scanning of high-level contaminated areas begins—]
[Target Area: The Edge of the Sleeping Stars]
[A massive biological barrier response was detected.]
[Barrier structure analysis in progress—]
[Analysis complete: The outer structure consists of a complex stack of maternal-fetal membranes, dimensional fragments, a layer of divine contamination, and abnormal organ clusters.]
[Real-world stability anchor activated—]
[Anchor Point 1: Locking in Spatial Folds]
[Anchor Point Two: Locking onto Plane Drift]
[Anchor Point 3: Locking in High-Level Information Escape]
[Target entity locking procedure initiated]
As these lines of text fell, the void in front of [Ophim Fortress] suddenly began to collapse layer by layer.
[Yahweh carries the path of destiny—]
[Begin the physical anchoring of the strike target—]
Thus, the enormous outline, which had been faintly visible deep within the gray fog, gradually revealed its complete form.
A pixelated modeling screen popped up and floated in front of Xia Xiu. The Great Old Ones in the screen looked like the final boss of a pixel game.
Its main body resembles a huge, fleshy, grayish-black hemisphere, its surface densely covered with orange-yellow holes of varying sizes, with concentric rings at the edges, like dozens or even hundreds of eyes opening at the same time, constantly emitting warm and disgusting light.
In its very center, there is a huge hollow cavity.
Deep inside the cavity was neither a tooth nor a tongue, but a thick, writhing tube of flesh, as thick as a battering ram, its surface covered with segmented folds, slowly emerging from the depths of the womb. Around the tube, rings of slender, orange-yellow tentacles burst open.
Its lower half was piled with countless gray-white skulls.
Xia Xiu sat on the psionic throne, watched quietly for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke.
"The art style is really convincing, it feels like we're actually playing a mini-game..."
The light sphere rotated slightly, and the system template was refreshed again.
[The outer layer of the target entity has been stably completed.]
[The anchor of stability in reality is now in effect.]
The probability of the target entity escaping has decreased to 17.2%.
[Recommendation: Continue to apply high-level attacks, prioritizing penetration of its outer biological barrier and core information chambers.]
As Xia Xiu looked at the pixelated model floating in the center of the main light screen, a hint of interest, like seeing the final boss in a game, finally appeared in his golden eyes.
As he looked, he placed his hand on the ball of light floating in front of him.
The next second, the weapon control permissions inside the Orpheum Fortress unfolded for him layer by layer. The main light screen, which was originally just for scanning and locking, suddenly switched to another set of weapon interfaces that were more brutal, more direct, and more like an old-fashioned arcade scene.
【Glass Cannon】—Activate.
The whole scene suddenly changed.
The black grid background remains, but the target image has been compressed to the top center. Four bright red locking frames pop up at the four corners, like four claws, firmly wedging the womb of the Old Ones in the middle. At the very center of the target, the thickest and most disgusting flesh tube has been automatically marked with a constantly flashing red crosshair.
This art style, placed alongside the dark, viscous, and womb-like real battlefield outside, should seem utterly jarring. Yet, in a place like Heaven, it appears remarkably fitting.
The truly absurd thing is not the aiming interface, but what's inside the cannon.
He pressed his palm against the ball of light, his five fingers slightly clenched, as if he were holding the control of the entire weapon system. As he moved, the pixelated cannon at the bottom of the screen also trembled slightly, and a circle of white light slowly lit up in the center of the muzzle.
The voice of the Supreme Program then unfolded smoothly at this moment.
[Crisis Sequence Armed Integration Completed]
[The glass cannon system is beginning to warm up—]
The target has been brought into view.
[Initiating multi-layered locking—]
[First Lock-On: Bio-body Outline Lock Completed]
[Second Lock-in: Information Flow Lock-in Completed]
[Third Stage: Identification of the Core Cavity and High-Level Contamination Nodes Completed]
[Target avoidance path prediction in progress]
[Prediction complete: The target exhibits 632 high-probability escape tendencies]
[A real-world anchor of stability has been introduced—]
[Escape path suppression begins—]
The target image in the main light screen began to flicker.
Those tentacles, holes, cavities, and fleshy tubes that were originally slowly wriggling were now marked with fine red lines, as if the program was disassembling them layer by layer. The skeleton, epidermis, outer pus membrane, inner cavity, contamination hotspots, divine organs, and information nodes were all cut into areas that could be attacked.
[Pre-launch calibration of the glass cannon begins—]
[Ballistic calibration - complete.]
[Spatial folding factor calibration - complete.]
[Target barrier thickness calculation - complete.]
[Estimated number of layers penetrated: 37 layers of outer purulent membrane barrier, 9 layers of mixed dimensional debris, and 5 layers of buffer layer for higher organs.]
[Expected strike outcome: Extensive vitrification of the target's outer structure, increasing the probability of core cavity exposure to 91.7%.]
[Entering final locking procedure.]
[Locked]
[Locked]
[Lock complete.]
As the final sound faded, the entire aiming interface fell silent for a moment.
All the flashing lines, crosshairs, and parameters stabilized.
The womb of the Great Old Ones was thus enclosed in the center by four red frames, like a monster specimen finally crushed on a dissection table, while the pixelated cannon at the bottom of the image, already poised to fire, was aimed directly at its center, shining like a white sun about to burst from its barrel.
As Xia Xiu pressed the orb of light, the EVE particles and great spirituality within his body were pouring out wildly along the central circuit of the Psionic Throne and the [Ophim Fortress], as if his entire being had been drawn into a bottomless divine furnace, with all the stored energy converging on the same button.
The Glass Cannon is fully charged.
Meanwhile, in the distance, the ancient ruler's womb, nestled deep within the womb's barrier, finally sensed something was amiss.
He could sense the rising, increasingly direct threat pointing directly at his core.
So the next moment, He launched a counterattack, with swathes of viscous, almost tangible, etheric contamination surging out from His layers of biological barriers and pus membrane folds.
The womb of the Great Old Ones unleashed an ethereal tide that covered the entire deep void!
Waves of gray, dark red, deep blue, and almost rotten black spread out in concentric circles along the spatial folds, as if a whole polluted and stinking ocean was pouring down from a higher dimension into the real world.
Wherever the tide passed, space rippled like cloth, dimensional boundaries were torn up in large sections, and even the previously barely stable shipping lanes and void rifts began to vibrate wildly at this moment, emitting sharp and muffled explosions.
【Ophim Fortress】Responds immediately.
The massive void shield surrounding the entire Blackrock Fortress lit up simultaneously, and layers of black and gold light curtains rose up.
The next second, the tide crashed in.
boom--!!!
Two worlds are colliding head-on.
The entire [Ophim Fortress] trembled slightly at that moment. Patches of light spots and cracks burst open on the surface of the outer void shield. The black-gold shield was pressed inward and then forced back by the internal power supply in the next instant. Large areas of high-level runes flowed rapidly along the shield surface, peeling away the contaminating tides that had almost invaded the core structure layer by layer.
Several smaller planes that were too close to the battlefield collapsed directly. Some exploded from the outside in like eggshells, while others had their ley lines and sky misaligned at the same time, as if the entire plane had been twisted. The sky and ocean rolled up together before collapsing into a meaningless mass of fragments.
Xia Xiu had no time to pay attention to the collapsed minor planes. His gaze was fixed on the center of the main light screen, on the womb of the Old Ones that was locked tightly by the red frame.
The next second, he pressed the launch button inside the light sphere, which had been preheated to a scorching temperature.
"Glass Cannon, fire!!!"
The entire pixel aiming interface suddenly turned white.
The cannon at the bottom of the screen suddenly emitted a burst of white light from its extremely compressed center, like a bullet being forcibly pushed out of the screen. At the same time, one of the three planetary ammunition icons that were originally neatly displayed in the upper right corner disappeared.
In the scene, a beam of white light shot straight up, illuminating the grid background along its path until it was completely obscured. The Great Old One's womb, which was locked by four red frames, suddenly shrank inward the moment the beam hit it.
The next second, the screen exploded.
A pixel-style explosion effect bursts forth in the center of the target, with large swathes of orange-red and pale white "sparks" gushing outward from the womb, while mixed in at the center of the explosion are small fragments of blue-green planets.
Like fragments of a shattered world, they burst forth from the core of the womb, following the trajectory blasted open by the glass cannon, and embedded themselves one by one into the depths of His enormous and deformed body.
As a result, the central cavity exploded.
The thick, fleshy tube that had been protruding from inside snapped in half the moment it hit the target, shattering the surrounding orange-yellow, crown-shaped nerve tendrils into dust. Large swaths of orange-red light and gray-black flesh fragments sprayed out in all directions.
Next are the groups of holes on the top and sides.
The orange-yellow "eye holes" covering the surface of the womb were overturned one by one by the shock wave. The fleshy rings at the edges were flipped up completely, like a pile of rotten furnace mouths smashed by a heavy hammer. The high-level organs and contaminated chambers inside, which had not yet had time to shrink back, were all blown to pieces.
This [Glass Cannon] shot was a one-shot kill!
At the same time, the Supreme Program also made its move.
[Target locked - Reversing cause and effect: The glass cannon]
The light sphere that was originally floating beside Xia Xiu suddenly lit up, and all the outward-emitting circuits and golden-white patterns converged inward at the same time, finally condensing into a line of extremely cold system text in the center of the main light screen.
The true "glass cannon" of the present world is beginning to descend!