Warhammer Cried from the Two-Dimensional Foil

Chapter 170 Warhammer Cried from the Two-Dimensional Foil

The scene was serene, eerie, and breathtakingly beautiful, yet it carried an absolute terror that would make any interstellar civilization tremble in fear.

The vast expanse of space, swept away by the force of dimensional reduction, has its inherent dimensional structure completely collapsed and rapidly shrunk inward.

Countless broken and twisted spatial folds frantically converged and gathered, rushing towards the center and collapsing layer by layer.

A boundless two-dimensional scroll floats in the center of the void, nakedly presenting the results of this ultimate massacre to the world.

Within the scroll, hundreds of Mechanicus warships, now reduced to two-dimensional projections, were densely packed together. The entire steel fleet that had rushed to besiege the nest was annihilated, with no survivors.

This is an extremely eerie painting, so eerie that even the mechanical monsters of the Mechanicocracy felt a chill run down their spines.

The surviving remnants of the Mechanicus observation ship and the Mars remote monitoring sages all had their pupils shrink and their minds shattered at this moment.

Extreme despair and fear froze all mechanical logic and disrupted all computational thinking, leaving only bone-chilling horror within the cold mechanical shell.

"What...what kind of weapon is that?!"

"—The entire fleet—has been transformed into a flat painting!"

He could even see a diagram of a cable.

"Are you kidding me!"

"Is this a hallucination?"

Horrified and out-of-control roars and screams rose and fell, filling all the communication bands of the Mechanicus and plunging the entire star system into complete chaos.

The high priestess of the Eldar, Everene, stared blankly at the strange painting before her.

This painting is so large that it could hold hundreds of thousands of planets in space, making it exceptionally eye-catching.

Powerlessness.

A strong sense of powerlessness.

Unable to resist.

What kind of outrageous weapon is this?

What are they using as weapons?

"High Priestess, this, we..." Elaria looked at Evelynn with some confusion.

I can't understand it.

The Shadow Prophet suddenly spoke up, "Shouldn't we be grateful?"

However, none of the high-ranking members of the Spirit Clan felt fortunate.

Only, the ultimate fear.

fear..

Even as allies.

All they could see was fear.

Just as the entire airspace fell into an extremely terrifying silence, the cool and indifferent voice of AI-7 slowly rang out, calmly recounting the data of this devastating attack.

"This attack mode: Human Alliance's improved two-dimensional foil regional controllable dimensional reduction attack."

"The original theory originates from the dimensional universe system provided by the human commander. This machine relies on the cross-dimensional computing power and exclusive anchor point permissions of the space anchor to complete the data recovery of the dimensional reduction attack."

This is why Xiaoxi, the chief engineer of the Human Alliance, didn't care about the fleet surrounding Annie.

As long as the release conditions are met, the so-called encirclement is a joke.

Dimensional weapons might be a bit far-fetched to deal with the Human Alliance's enemies who can utilize dimensions and superdimensional abilities, let alone a group of them.

The Warhammer natives were nothing more than a roadside village.

However, given the current anchoring of the Human Rights Alliance, such a weapon can only be released twice, and it must be ensured that it does not affect its own side.

It's also troublesome if you get caught up in it.

Two-dimensional foil is a truly dimensional means of destruction that surpasses conventional firepower.

The military strength accumulated over millennia by the Mechanicus, its massive steel warships traversing the starry seas, and its impregnable interstellar defenses are all rendered utterly vulnerable in the face of the high-dimensional technology controlled by the Human Alliance, as fragile as a piece of paper that can be easily crumpled and torn apart.

This is a dimensional chasm, an absolute crushing force with vastly different levels of civilization.

All living beings on the sacred homeworld of Terra witnessed this apocalyptic spectacle that transcended dimensions.

Because the two-dimensional scroll expanded at an extremely rapid speed, the entire sky above Terra was clearly reflected with that eerie, lifeless plane of light and shadow, which was shocking, bizarre, and suffocating.

Even Guilliman, a veteran of countless battles with a mind as hard as steel, was stunned and bewildered when he saw this extraordinary phenomenon.

The players watching the celestial phenomenon held their breath in silence. After a long while, someone murmured to themselves, filled with shock: "Why do I feel like the Mechanicus Cult's fleet has been flattened?"

"These patterns...are they depicting warships?"

After being reduced to a lower dimension, the image would be magnified to an extreme degree, eventually allowing even the Holy Terra to see the enormous image in space.

"Why does this scene feel somewhat familiar?"

"It's like it's been flattened."

"Holy shit—this is a two-dimensional foil!"

The player's offhand remark jolted Guilliman back to reality. His brow furrowed with utter confusion, and he asked in a low voice, "A two-dimensional foil? What's that?"

At this moment, Guilliman was resting on the stone steps, with the mechanical dolls controlled by the players beside him.

If the Warhammer world doesn't understand, how could the players not understand?

They know all too well what a two-dimensional foil is and what a dimensional reduction attack is.

The player named "Drooling" took a deep breath, and with the shock of experiencing the apocalypse firsthand, slowly explained to Guilliman the terrifying nature of this forbidden weapon.

Two-dimensional foil is a purely two-dimensional spatial representation.

"The world we live in is a three-dimensional universe; two-dimensional space does not exist."

"How can there be two-dimensional space fragments in a three-dimensional universe?"

"Once this absolutely two-dimensional carrier is placed into a stable three-dimensional universe, it will trigger an irreversible chain reaction of dimensional collapse."

"All three-dimensional structures, material forms, and living bodies in the three-dimensional world will be ruthlessly flattened, collapsed, and degraded, completely stripped of dimensions, and reduced to flat projections without thickness, three-dimensionality, or space."

"It can obliterate all three-dimensional life forms, annihilate all physical matter, and completely reduce everything in the entire space to two dimensions. Moreover, the expansion rate of this two-dimensional degradation will gradually accelerate, eventually approaching the speed of light infinitely, and instantly covering the starry sea."

"This is why the entire Terra sky could be seen as a giant flat scroll in just a few breaths. It is the two-dimensional image of corpses formed by the stacking of hundreds of warships after they were completely flattened."

"What's even more despairing is that the potential of this weapon is terrifyingly high."

Hearing the players' drooling descriptions, Guilliman was deeply shocked.

Two-dimensional foil and dimensional reduction attack were terms completely foreign to him. Such incredible technology completely overturned his previous understanding.

The thought of the entire warship being flattened and transformed into a giant scroll stretching across the starry sea evoked a strange sense of oppression that seemed to spread through the void, even the Holy Terra seemed to be firmly enveloped by this flat plane of light and shadow.

"The potential is huge."

A single strike destroyed hundreds of imperial warships.

Can't the upper limit be small?

However, Guilliman misunderstood.

Or perhaps he misjudged the destructive power of a dimensional reduction attack.

Drooling, he glanced at Guilliman and said, "This thing just won't stop!"

"What did you say!" Guilliman, who was sitting on the stone steps, stood at attention when he heard that Guilliman couldn't stop talking.

"Once the dimensional collapse of the two-dimensional foil is initiated, it becomes an irreversible rule at the cosmic level. No force can intercept, contain, or terminate it until everything returns to calm and the universe is silent."

A flicker of despair crept into his eyes, and he quickly pressed, "If we let it spread unchecked, what will the ultimate consequences be?"

"The entire universe will be gradually collapsed, completely reduced to a two-dimensional world." Drooling replied in a deep voice, "The moment the two-dimensional foil appears, the universe will have already entered its countdown to destruction. This process is extremely long, perhaps taking hundreds of billions of years to affect the entire region, but the Milky Way is far too small compared to the universe, and it will be completely collapsed and cease to exist within just tens of thousands of years."

Enraged, Guilliman gripped the drooling man's shoulder tightly and demanded, "Why? Why would you, the Human Federation, do this? It's just the Mechanicus rebelling; is it really worth risking the entire universe?"

"I don't know either."

"I suspect the service will be discontinued."

The drooling man clearly understood the root of Guilliman's fear.

At this moment, the two-dimensional foil is already stuck in the airspace near Terra. Before long, the slowly expanding dimensional collapse will gradually erode Holy Terra, completely crushing the entire human home planet into a flat plane with no thickness, and the original civilization of the entire human empire will be completely wiped out.

As for what fate awaits the emperor who sits on the golden throne, no one can predict.

The fall from three dimensions to two dimensions represents a complete rewriting of the fundamental rules of the universe. Even in a high-dimensional cognitive system that gave birth to the two-dimensional foil theory, there is no possibility of reversal, repair, or redemption.

Admittedly, this method of death, which completely erases even the essence of existence, is terrifying to the extreme. However, for the people of this empire, which has suffered from war, hardship, betrayal, and torment for thousands of years, returning to nothingness and ending the cycle of suffering is actually a cruel blessing.

Even so, at the cost of the survival of the entire galaxy, all civilizations, and all eras, it was still outrageously insane.

Holy Terra is the origin of human civilization, the central anchor of galactic communications, and the sole core of the Imperial order.

Once Terra is reduced to two dimensions, the entire galaxy's civilizational chain will be completely severed and disintegrated. Tens of thousands of years later, all stars, all civilizations, and all life in the galaxy will be flattened one by one; all battles, all sacrifices, and all legacies will be lost.

Zero is meaningless.

Even a seasoned beta tester like Liu Kou Shui was filled with confusion and bewilderment, unable to fully comprehend the resolute will of the Human Alliance leadership to use a cosmic-level forbidden weapon.

At the same moment, all observation forces across the entire cosmos fell into complete silence.

The Imperial High Overlords, the top military and political leaders of Terra, and all the sages of Mars were dumbfounded, their cognition completely shattered, utterly unable to deduce or comprehend this form of destruction that transcended all known technology.

The Forging General stood atop the highest Forging Altar on Mars, his mechanical body trembling violently, his hoarse, broken mechanical voice echoing across the land: "This is not an explosion—not a meltdown—not energy annihilation—"

"It's the absence of a third dimension—it's pure dimensional reduction."

In a single sentence, he shattered the cognitive barriers of the entire Mechanicus cult.

During the Golden Age, humanity mastered the flow of time and space, ignited the flames of stars, and simulated the singularity of black holes, representing the absolute pinnacle of old human technology.

Even the most brilliant ancient humans only understood dimensions by limiting themselves to subspace travel, spatial distortion, and psionic interference.

They also have a three-dimensional theory.

But that's only based on the space they perceive.

They had never touched upon or imagined that dimensions could be used directly as a weapon to slaughter all things.

If ancient humans had mastered this method, they would have been able to completely isolate the subspace, seal chaos, and eradicate the source of all evil.

Oh no, perhaps the human empire disappeared during the mechanical rebellion.

If Iron Man had deployed two-dimensional foils throughout the universe during the mechanical rebellion, the Empire would have been destroyed long ago.

The technology of the Imperial Mechanicus, including black hole technology, has an effective influence, and its time manipulation devices have a range, but its dimensional weapons are a bit too outrageous.

Now, the new dimensional technology that humanity has joined forces with has directly crushed all the pride, all the beliefs, and all the technological systems that the Mechanicus Church has accumulated over thousands of years.

Mars instantly entered a state of extreme stress and frenzy.

"No!! Absolutely not!!"

"The glory of Omnisiah must not be desecrated!!"

"They have blasphemed the mechanical truth! They have blasphemed the power of the God of Machines!!"

Frenzied roars, devastating cries, and overloaded mechanical alarms echoed throughout Mars.

Some sages' optical lenses flashed crimson, their logical cores completely collapsed, they knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, their millennia-old faith shattered.

Some mechanic priests frantically pounded on ancient mechanical components, letting prosthetics shatter and metal fly everywhere, going completely mad in extreme fear and obsession.

No one was spared.

Everyone was trembling, everyone was filled with fear, and everyone's mind was completely crushed by this dimensional power that surpassed even that of gods.

Guilliman's eyes were filled with anger, panic, and helplessness.

He really wanted to question them.

But now...

"Right, wrong? Wrong!"

"Sigh~"

Guilliman finally let out a sigh of relief.

In reality, they were out of options and exhausted, so they decided to destroy everything!

Guilliman was exhausted, physically and mentally.

They had to eat the Empire's garbage, then step into the trap set by the Highlord, and then their ally, the Human Alliance, self-destructed.

Just as the entire galaxy was engulfed in an atmosphere of extreme turmoil, panic, and madness—the space anchor suspended in the sea of ​​stars suddenly blazed with intense light.

The enormous, eerily silent two-dimensional painting that stretched across the starry sky finally began to move slowly, steadily being pulled, absorbed, and devoured by the interdimensional force field of the space anchor.

"Wait! The two-dimensional space has been compressed!"

This was a surprise for Guilliman.

But the great sage Kaul seems to have discovered some key points.

Kaur watched the painting quietly as it slowly sank into the core of the space anchor.

He had never seen such technology before, and even after joining the Human Alliance, he had never seen any information related to it.

This had a greater impact on him, but more so on, it excited him; he greedily observed the painting.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

Every inch of obliteration subtly shifts the star orbit coordinates and spatial structure of the entire star field.

"This is......

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"The space has vanished!"

A hollow, cold sense of nothingness enveloped the entire starry sea.

This three-dimensional universe has had a piece of real space stripped away.

The vast star field that had just undergone dimensional reduction has completely completed its two-dimensional transformation, permanently separating from and disappearing from the three-dimensional universe system.

As a result, the Human Alliance's warships were even pulled closer to Mars.

This is the effect of space disappearing.

The TerraGen system truly witnessed the annihilation of space.