Chapter 152 Dimensional Reduction Attack

At the exit of Sin Starport, scarlet crosshairs wove into an airtight net of death.

The pitch-black, twenty-five-meter-tall 【xingtian demon god】 thrust into the center of the street, its heavy alloy soles cracking the hard ground into two deep fissures. White mist vented from the pressure valves and permeated the cold rain, like a beast crawling out of hell, panting.

"You've got guts, trying to hijack a deal at Sin Starport?"

Lin Yuan sat in the cockpit, unwrapped a piece of bubblegum, and popped it into his mouth, his gaze sweeping over the dense crowd of ambushers.

Aside from the gloomy figure in the black robe from box number two, several pitch-black armed shuttles were parked on the distant rooftops, their wings painted with colorful peacock feather patterns—that was the private guard of the Moran Dynasty's third prince.

These guys clearly didn't intend for him to walk out of this auction house standing.

"Fire!"

Before anyone knew who had shouted first, dozens of high-frequency oscillating laser beams erupted instantly, like a rainstorm beating against the armor plates of the xingtian mecha, emitting crisp clanging sounds as sparks flew high.

Lin Yuan had no intention of controlling the mecha to fight back; that kind of slow-paced artillery battle was a waste of time.

He placed the rusted iron box on his knees, steadied the edge of the cockpit door with one hand, and used the slender fingertips of his other hand to gently hook into the gap of the lid.

"gaia, help me stabilize the core frequency. Even if a little bit of the 'energy' stored inside this thing leaks out, this whole street might turn into a two-dimensional painting."

"Command confirmed. Boss, a friendly reminder: this is a huge gamble, and your points might be deducted for collateral damage to civilians."

"Are there any civilians in this place? They're all blood-stained bandits; killing them is a contribution to the universe."

Lin Yuan scoffed and applied force with his fingertips.

"Click."

A very faint sound, insignificant amidst the dense explosions.

But the moment the rusted iron box was pried open by less than a millimeter, the surrounding clamor of explosions, roars, and even the sound of the wind seemed to be instantly erased by some invisible giant hand.

An extremely eerie "sense of flatness" radiated from the box as the center, spreading crazily in all directions.

A ten-man mercenary squad charging at the front, who had been aggressively advancing with electromagnetic rifles, still had ferocious smiles on their faces.

But the next second, their charging movements froze.

It wasn't that they were frozen; it was that their bodies, in full view of everyone, rapidly lost their "thickness."

It was like a three-dimensional model being slammed hard onto the giant sheet of paper that was the ground by a heaven-reaching hydraulic press.

The once living people, in less than 0.1 seconds, turned into translucent and extremely detailed "anatomical charts" flattened on the street. Bones, internal organs, blood vessels—everything was clearly visible on the same plane, yet devoid of any thickness.

"That... that is wh..."

A mecha pilot in the rear screamed in terror, but his final sound turned into a sharp electronic noise in his throat.

Because he, along with that million-dollar war machine, had also turned into a patch of metal stickers on the ground in that instant.

Streets. Walls. Mercenaries. Even the laser beams flying through the air.

Within the realm of dimensional leakage, the laws of physics were completely rewritten.

Those originally three-dimensional buildings now looked like an oil painting that had been forcibly torn apart and reassembled. Those powerhouses who had just been clamoring to make Lin Yuan die a painful death were now forced to lie obediently on the ground, turned into colorful "murals," where even a three-dimensional action like blinking an eye had become a luxury.

The entire five-hundred-meter-long commercial street was deathly silent, making one's scalp tingle.

The survivors in the distance who hadn't managed to rush into the attack range were like ducks with their throats pinched, their sanity values plummeting in unison at this moment.

This method of killing had already exceeded the cognitive scope of these wanderers.

From their perspective, this wasn't any kind of energy attack; it was simply a miracle bestowed by a deity to erase the mortal world.

Lin Yuan flipped his hand to seal the box; those few seconds of "dimensional breathing" had almost drained all the Void Energy in his body.

"The effect is good, but it's a bit hard on the lower back."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, controlled the huge mechanical arm of the xingtian mecha, grabbed an armored vehicle that had been stunned nearby, and threw it like trash toward the gap in the closing encirclement.

"Reaper, clear a path for me! We're retreating!"

Rumble—

The pitch-black warship parked on the outskirts of the starport instantly attacked. Although the main cannon of the Three-Eyed Race flagship had been dismantled by Lin Yuan, the firepower of the secondary guns was still overwhelming in front of these small fries.

Several azure beams pierced through the outer airlock.

Piloting the heavily modified shuttle, Lin Yuan crashed directly through the wreckage that had turned into "paintings," emitting a harsh screeching sound as he dove into the gloomy starry sky.

"Something like this must never be left on a garbage planet like this."

Just as Lin Yuan was about to enter the sub-light speed navigation orbit, a cold, eerie voice bypassed all electronic devices and rang directly in his consciousness.

Lin Yuan's expression darkened, and he turned his head sharply.

Right behind his shuttle, in the vacuum that should have been empty, a black sphere was rapidly approaching.

It was the black-robed figure from box number two.

He wasn't riding any vehicle but was striding through the void with his bare body. With every step he took, the space beneath his feet rippled visibly to the naked eye; this teleportation-like method was shockingly fast.

"gaia, what kind of monster is this guy?"

"Analyzing wave frequency... Old buddy, we've hit the jackpot. This guy's spiritual energy structure is identical to that archbishop from last time, but the purity is at least three orders of magnitude higher."

gaia's voice was hurried and sharp, "He is an Arbiter of the Holy See, or perhaps a high-level avatar of some Cardinal!"

The black-robed figure had now approached the side of the shuttle.

He raised his hand covered in black scales and pressed it against the void of the cockpit.

"Hum—"

A wave of dark purple energy instantly covered the entire shuttle, and the metal shell emitted a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if an invisible millstone were crazily crushing it.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Lin Yuan's eyes.

He unbuckled his safety belt, and his body completed its Void transformation in an instant.

"Want to play close quarters? I'll oblige you!"

Lin Yuan pushed open the pressurized cabin door directly, and his whole body, like a dark golden meteor, slammed hard into the black-robed figure in the cold vacuum.

It was a showdown between pure strength and heretical divine arts.

Their fists and palms collided, and in the vacuum, it actually erupted into a visible shockwave, shattering passing small meteorites into powder.

The black-robed figure's hood was blown off by the massive shockwave, revealing an extremely twisted face—on that face, the left half was gray-white flesh covered in cracks, while the right half consisted of various precisely ticking mechanical gears, and one could even see golden conduits inserted into half of a rotting brain.

"That is... the ark key of the titan."

The black-robed figure squeezed out a few words with difficulty through his leaking trachea, his eyes filled with a near-pathological fanaticism.

Lin Yuan only felt a surge of blood and qi in his chest; that last palm strike, the cold and evil energy inside the opponent's body had almost frozen his Void meridians.

The opponent wasn't doing much better.

Having been punched head-on by a monster like Lin Yuan, who had undergone star-core body tempering, half of the black-robed figure's mechanical parts were blasted away, leaving a trail of debris behind in space.

"Key or no key, that's something I bought. Want it? Maybe in your next life!"

Taking advantage of the opponent's instability, Lin Yuan directly issued the jump command.

"Reaper, coordinates Earth Guard Space, initiate emergency jump!"

A huge blue gravitational field exploded behind Lin Yuan.

The moment before the shuttle was sucked into the wormhole, he gave a fierce middle finger to the crumbling corpse in the void.

The black-robed figure did not pursue.

He just floated quietly in the void, staring fixedly with his half-mechanical eye at the spatial rift where Lin Yuan had disappeared.

The overflowing mechanical fluid flowed down his face, combined with that broken half-face, making him look particularly terrifying.

"Earth... that kind of peripheral ranch, actually able to raise such a monster..."

He fished out a bright red signal sphere from his waist and crushed it.

"Great Machine God above, confirmed: the 0th relic of the Titan Civilization... the 'ark key' has appeared."

"Target coordinates: Milky Way, edge of the Orion Arm, Ranch Planet No. 109."

"Please, Your Holiness... activate the Oracle. The sacrifices of this batch don't seem to intend on walking into the oven obediently."

Meanwhile.

In an unknown star region tens of thousands of light-years away from Sin Starport.

Countless metal altars floating in the void lit up with red light simultaneously.

In the center of those altars, a huge mechanical statue, thousands of kilometers tall, slowly opened its single eye, which was forged from countless stellar cores.

...

And on Earth, on the reception platform of the Heavenly Court Fortress.

Lin Yuan carried the rusted iron box and limped off the spaceship.

Academician Wang, leading a group of researchers, hadn't even had time to go up to greet him before being stunned in place by Lin Yuan's half-burned clothes.

"Lin... Commander? Did you go rob a bank?"

Lin Yuan casually shoved the box into Academician Wang's arms, grimacing in pain as he grinned.

"A bank is nothing. Old Wang, our newbie protection period is really over this time."

He looked up at the moon that was still bright and clear in the sky, the scarlet deep in his pupils not yet completely faded.

"Notify Elder Chen; the entire army is to enter special combat readiness. Within three days, I don't care what method he uses; I want to see the second batch of the South Heaven Gate expedition fleet assembled."

"This time, what's coming probably won't be some small-time scouts."

Lin Yuan looked at his own fist, which was still trembling slightly, the unease in his heart expanding infinitely.

The aura of that black-robed figure made him feel as if he had been targeted by a giant monster lurking in the abyss.

And that monster was gnashing its teeth.