I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1678 The Red Dust Lord's Trump Card

"You mean, on the other side of the Spirit Void Realm... there's another world built from formulas?"

Han Meng looked at the formula on the bottom of the floor tile and immediately understood the meaning of the Jack of Spades.

“That’s right.” The Jack of Spades nodded. “Discovering and summarizing patterns is the strength of our Yi Shen Dao… I’ve been lurking in the Lingxu Realm for so long, if I couldn’t find even the slightest clue, it would be a complete failure.”

"But the Spirit Void Realm is only so big, so where exactly is that other world...?"

“Then I don’t know.” The Jack of Spades sighed softly. “Perhaps only Lord Lingxu knows how to enter.”

Han Meng frowned slightly, as if he was deep in thought.

"What are you thinking about?" asked the Jack of Spades.

"That world is in the Spirit Void Realm, right?"

"Isn't that what you just said? Since the Lingxu Realm still exists, it means that Lord Lingxu is here. That makes perfect sense."

"That world is made up of formulas, right?"

"Yes, every brick here is inlaid with formulas, so the structure of that world should be the same as that of the Spirit Void Realm."

"Then... will the formula glow?"

When Han Meng suddenly asked that question, the Jack of Spades froze on the spot.

Does the formula glow?

What kind of problem is this?

Do not……

The Jack of Spades seemed to realize something, staring intently into Han Meng's eyes, "You mean..."

Han Meng shifted his gaze from the floor tiles, stood up, and went to the window of a shop on the street.

Han Meng's black figure was reflected in the window, along with the somewhat puzzled Jack of Spades behind him. After examining it for a moment, Han Meng took it down!

Han Meng grabbed the window with both hands and looked in all directions. When the mirror's angle fixed on a certain spot, a look of shock appeared in the eyes of the Jack of Spades.

In the mirror's reflection, besides him and Han Meng, a mysterious afterimage flashed by in the distance. Blurry explosions erupted from the buildings, blinding light shooting straight into the sky... It was as if the light on the mirror not only reflected everything in the real world, but also the situation in another world.

However, the reflection of this mirror image is so weak that it cannot be detected without careful observation.

Han Meng bent down, scooped up some dust from the flower bed, and gently blew it towards the window... The flying dust obscured the window, making the reflection completely indistinct, but at the same time, a line of tiny formulas appeared in the corner.

n? sin(θ?) = n? sin(θ?);

“Mathematical formulas themselves do not emit light; they can only change the direction of light.” Han Meng said slowly as he saw the formula. “Therefore, the light in their world is created through reflective objects… and since the path of light is reversible, one can peek into everything that happens in that world through reflective objects.”

At this moment, the Jack of Spades was completely in awe of Han Meng… It hadn’t been long, and the other party had already found that world. As expected of an enforcer who could see through his own Red King’s disguise, few could rival him in terms of investigation and attention to detail.

"So how's the battle going now?"

The Jack of Spades immediately stepped forward and stared intently at the reflection in the window.

……

"boom--!!!"

The earth-shattering explosion nearly engulfed the entire realm, and countless blazing suns hung in the sky, illuminating the imaginary world as bright as day.

An aura of cataclysmic destruction surged, but the "realm" below remained unscathed. Every brick and tile in the imaginary world did not actually exist, but was a concrete manifestation of the formula, and therefore would not be damaged by the explosion.

However, the next second, the largest sun in the sky began to mysteriously collapse inward, as if the formula for heat had been completely rewritten, and the flames began to turn cold...

A figure draped in a monk's robe stepped out from within!

He held the formula for thermal radiation flux in his left hand and the equation for shock wave overpressure in his right. Even though the nuclear explosion was enough to tear apart almost any carbon-based life form, it still didn't have much of an effect on him.

Immediately afterwards, the flames behind him suddenly dissipated, and a white-clad figure stepped on ripples, directly synchronizing all the surrounding explosions. The out-of-control energy was transformed into a controllable "string" at this moment, gathering in the palm of the Red Dust Lord, and lightly pressing it down behind the Spirit Void Lord.

His disheveled hair flew through the air as Lingxu Jun's hands simultaneously changed their gestures. He swung his palm back at Hongchen Jun!

Boom-! ! !

Two palms collided in the void, but Hongchenjun's "string" did not harm Lingxujun. The terrifying energy was like a surging river crashing against a reef, and Lingxujun was located right behind that reef...

A torrent of energy surged past his sides, yet not a single drop splashed onto him; on his palm, a formula shimmered.

— Formula for the energy spectrum of string vibration.

“I understand you,” Lingxujun said calmly. “Whether it’s string theory or materials science, I have studied them in depth… I understand all the underlying formulas of the scientific authority you hold. You… cannot beat me.”

Lord Hongchen glared at Lord Lingxu, but he was unable to refute her at all.

Ultimately, the power of the Nine Lords all comes from human scientific civilization, and mathematics is the foundation of all sciences. The Spirit Void Lord had already calculated all of the fighting methods and trump cards of the Red Dust Lord and the Limitless Lord.

Science is their greatest strength, but also their greatest weakness... Facing Lingxujun, the combined threat of the two of them might not even be as great as that of a single Wangzai.

After all, the ability to predict disasters is completely unscientific.

"……Yeah?"

A cold glint flashed in Hongchenjun's eyes, and her hand suddenly gripped Lingxujun's wrist!

"So... can you calculate this completely using a formula?"

Next second,

One by one, the embroidery threads burst forth from Hongchenjun's palm, tracing along Lingxujun's arteries and directly burrowing into his body!

Lingxu Jun's pupils suddenly contracted.

This move was indeed beyond Lingxu Jun's expectations. When he realized that Hongchen Jun's silk threads had begun to invade his body, the blood vessels in half of his arm had already been penetrated by the silk threads, and they were like a deadly poison, drilling towards his heart!

Lingxujun reacted extremely quickly. A ruthless glint flashed in his bloodshot eyes, and the next second, blood burst from his left arm!

A shattered arm flew through the air, and the silk threads that flew out of Hongchenjun's hand were also exposed to the air. They seemed to want to continue to drill into Lingxujun's severed arm, but after the speed formula was tampered with, they were frozen in mid-air as if they had stopped, and could no longer touch Lingxujun at all.

Lingxu Jun's face turned ashen. He immediately modified the blood flow rate formula at the cut on his left arm to stop the bleeding, and at the same time, he clenched the formula tightly in his right hand and swung it at Hongchen Jun!