pertwk Chapter 269 System... Paralyzed
Chapter 269 System... Paralyzed
It stood quietly in the center of the laboratory, pierced by hundreds of thick black tubes, like an ancient beast being sacrificed.
The murky liquid is its blood.
"What the hell is this?" Zhao Leiguang gasped for breath, his hands on his knees, his eyes fixed on the enormous petri dish. "I thought we were raising a Godzilla in there."
"Prepare for battle." Xiao Qianyu gripped the Dragon King Halberd tightly. She could feel the energy field emanating from the bronze cauldron, which was completely different from that of the Western false gods.
Zhao Leiguang didn't waste any more words.
He held the Taotie Twin Shields horizontally in front of him and roared as he launched another charge.
The earthy yellow glow of the Earth Pulse suit rekindled.
He transformed into a cannonball, crashing straight into the thick outer shell of the petri dish.
The moment the shield touched the glass, a sudden change occurred.
A layer of silver light illuminated the glass casing; the patterns on it were neither runes nor circuits, but some kind of incomprehensible high-dimensional geometric pattern.
The impact of Zhao Leiguang was completely absorbed by the light screen.
The next second, that power was returned double.
An irresistible repulsive force erupted from the point of contact.
He and his shield were violently thrown back, his heavy body tracing an arc in mid-air.
boom!
Zhao Leiguang crashed heavily more than ten meters away, his combat boots carving two deep, bone-revealing furrows into the hard alloy ground, sparks flying everywhere.
"Cough... This thing reflects damage!" He struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his shield, the joints of his armored arms creaking under the strain.
"Firepower coverage!" Wen Yue's voice rang out in the channel.
Her attack arrived at the same time as Lin Chuxue's.
A row of high-explosive grenades traced precise arcs in mid-air, covering the entire upper half of the petri dish.
An endless blood explosion magic circle spread across the floor, and crimson energy surged upwards, submerging the base of the petri dish.
The flames and crimson energy from the explosion illuminated the entire laboratory in a flickering light.
However, the silver light barrier only rippled under the violent attack.
All the damage was perfectly absorbed and neutralized by it.
Lu Yan walked out from the back of the group.
He walked through the still raging aftershocks of energy, step by step, toward the enormous petri dish.
He raised his left hand.
A twelve-petaled jet-black lotus flower spun and bloomed in his palm.
He walked to the light screen and gently pressed the lotus flower onto it.
There was no explosion.
There was no sound.
Time seemed to be stripped away from the dimension of sound at this moment.
The seemingly indestructible silver light barrier began to form a black hole at the point of contact with the black lotus.
The void did not spread; instead, it "erased" the surrounding light curtain along with the thick glass shell in a more bizarre way.
Matter decomposes, and the laws of nature collapse.
True damage executes the command of destruction at the conceptual level.
The light curtain, the glass, and the murky liquid inside vanished without a trace in less than three seconds.
A massive amount of black viscous liquid poured out, landing on the alloy floor and corroding large pits, while pungent smoke rose into the air.
In the center of the laboratory, only the rusty three-legged bronze cauldron remained.
Its true appearance was completely exposed to everyone.
The body of the cauldron is not empty.
Countless silver, leech-like mechanical tentacles clung tightly to the surface of the bronze cauldron.
The tips of the whiskers are sharp drill bits that have pierced through the thick bronze and are deeply embedded inside the cauldron.
They were greedily drawing strands of dark golden energy from inside the cauldron.
The energy traveled upwards through translucent tendril-like channels, eventually converging into a huge, heart-like, pulsating silver tumor on the ceiling.
"These bastards!" Zhao Leiguang understood.
"They're using our resources to feed their monsters!"
At that moment, the "Master of Soldiers' Mark" in the slot at Lu Yan's waist became intensely hot.
The bronze cauldron seemed to sense the same aura as the bronze cauldron.
hum-
A deep, resonant hum emanated from inside the cauldron.
That wasn't the sound of metal vibrating; it was more like the first heartbeat of a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years.
On the body of the cauldron, the Chinese totems that had been covered by rust and filth lit up again one by one.
Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, Bai Ze...
Ancient totems transformed into flowing light, dancing across the surface of the cauldron.
All the silver mechanical tentacles attached to the cauldron convulsed violently the moment they came into contact with the totem's light, like insects being branded with a hot iron.
boom! boom! boom!
Each tendril was forcibly shattered by that ancient force, and silvery liquid gushed out from the broken pipes.
However, victory did not come.
On the ceiling, the enormous silver heart beat even more violently.
Thick, silvery blood seeped from the surface of the heart, dripping down like raindrops.
They did not fall to the ground.
They converged in mid-air, transforming into new silver tentacles that pounced on the Qingzhu Bronze Cauldron once more with greater speed and power.
They were going to forcefully suppress the resistance of this ancient artifact.
Rumbling--
The four walls of the laboratory could no longer maintain their original shape and collapsed completely.
The black metal wall panels collapsed inward, revealing a much wider space behind, a fleshy, bloody space that resembled the throat of a giant beast.
Four corners.
Four enormous silver crosses, each ten meters tall, slowly rose from the ground.
The material of the cross is exactly the same as that of the previous light curtain, with high-dimensional geometric patterns flowing on its surface.
At the intersection of the crosses, space begins to distort.
Four high-dimensional projections, devoid of facial features and constructed purely of light and shadow, slowly emerged from it.
They have no physical form, yet they possess a quality more terrifying than any physical form.
The gravity of space was completely disrupted the moment they appeared.
On the ground, corroded metal fragments, broken pipe remnants, and even some congealed silver blood clots began to defy gravity and slowly float upwards.
They floated toward the ceiling, as if that were the real ground.
"The laws of space have been rewritten!" Su Yunqing exclaimed. The shield she had erected was fluctuating violently in the chaotic gravity field, almost torn apart.
All members of the first squad felt a sudden dizziness.
That's a physiological reaction caused by a severe conflict between the cerebellum and visual information.
The four high-dimensional projections simultaneously raised their arms.
They did not launch any form of attack.
But on the tactical terminal screens of everyone in the first squad, all the values, all the text, and all the icons turned into a flashing, meaningless, and glaring jumble of characters at that moment.
[Warning: External law intrusion.]
[WARNING: The underlying data protocol has been tampered with.]
[Warning: System...buzz...]
Shen Xinglin's mobile knight armor had its indicator light on its chest flashing wildly before finally turning a deathly red.
"System... crashed."