92: Your support is worthless to me.

Silence.

A deeper, more suffocating silence than when the four Shadow Guards were erased earlier, enveloped the entire battlefield.

If Lin Tian’s miraculous strike just now brought pure fear and shock, stemming from an overwhelming display of power, then at this moment, as he stood in distant confrontation with the mysterious “Duke,” the entire space was filled with an invisible, more Advanced, terrifying tension—the final gambit between chess masters.

Below, the combined mercenary forces of the three major syndicates had long since completely collapsed; all will to resist had been pulverized by that miraculous strike.

Countless soldiers discarded their weapons, knelt on the ground, trembling before the god-like figure in the sky, having lost even the courage to look up.

Above, the “Bastion” Mech Squad, like the most loyal steel giants, silently hovered behind Lin Tian, forming an enormous black curtain that blotted out the sky, silently proclaiming the absolute authority of this young Dominator.

In the plaza, all elegance and composure had faded from the “Duke’s” handsome, demonic face, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

His violet eyes were fixed on Lin Tian, and deep within them, for the first time, a hint of an emotion called “apprehension” emerged.

He finally realized he had made a fatal mistake.

He had gravely, even ludicrously, underestimated the strength of his target.

This was not a “young Dragon” that he could easily capture by personally intervening; it was an ancient Vicious Beast that had long since matured, capable of overturning the entire chessboard and even devouring him, the chess master, along with it!

“Very well…”

The “Duke” spoke slowly, his voice still steady, but his innate composure now carried a hint of deliberate pretense.

He cast aside all his contempt; for the first time, he regarded Lin Tian as an equal, or even… a more dangerous opponent.

“It seems my incompetent proxies didn’t die of incompetence, but rather… from encountering you.”

His gaze swept over the burning ruins and kneeling, surrendering soldiers below; his tone held no hint of regret, as if they were merely discarded chess pieces.

“To single-handedly turn my meticulously arranged chess game upside down, ‘Alpha’ of the Dragon family, you indeed have the qualifications to make me personally intervene.”

He took a step forward, no longer concealing his power.

Boom—!

A terrifying aura, also of SSS-Class, but distinctly different from Lin Tian’s Pangu Body, erupted from his seemingly elegant physique!

It was not pure power, nor divine purification, but a more bizarre, more mysterious, more high-dimensional energy.

Space around him began to violently twist, fold, and even shatter, forming visible, pitch-black cracks like a broken mirror.

He seemed not to stand on this world, but within the crevices of countless dimensions, becoming the Dominator of space and dimension itself.

Those pitch-black cracks swirled around him like the most loyal guards, devouring all approaching light and matter.

“Allow me to introduce myself,” he said, looking at Lin Tian, a trace of a strong person’s confidence and pride reappearing on his face—an absolute self-assurance stemming from his Bloodline and innate talent.

“My mythical gene is named—[Son of Dimension].”

“A natural, top-tier talent capable of controlling the Law of space.

In my Domain, distance has no meaning, defense has no meaning; all physical rules will be redefined by me.”

This was his greatest secret, and his greatest reliance in daring to challenge the Dragon family and covet the bronze gate!

He was confident that even when facing the legendary Pangu Body, rumored to be the “Origin of all Laws, the Foundation of all Bodies,” his unique spatial mythical gene was enough to contend with it, and even surpass it in terms of Strange and changeable and destructive methods!

However, facing this extremely rare spatial mythical gene, which was enough to make any S-Class Expert despair, Lin Tian not only showed no trace of solemnity but instead… smiled.

It was a smile mixed with playfulness, realization, and a hint of undisguised pity.

“[Son of Dimension]?”

He softly repeated the name, as if savoring a long-sealed, somewhat ridiculous term.

“I seem to have… seen that name somewhere.”

He tilted his head, feigning an effort to recall, then, as if finally remembering, said with a sudden realization, “Oh, right, it was in the Dragon family’s highest-level abandoned archives.

Project number ‘Project-G-07’, codename [Son of Dimension].”

The “Duke’s” confidence instantly froze.

An ominous premonition, like a venomous snake, fiercely gripped his Dao Heart.

He felt as if his greatest secret, his most proud trump card, had been laid bare in the sunlight by an invisible hand.

Lin Tian ignored the change in his expression, merely continuing, as if narrating an ancient story unrelated to himself, to brutally unveil a truth sealed for over a hundred years—a truth capable of overturning his entire worldview—before the whole world.

“That was over a hundred years ago, when our Dragon family secretly launched a project called ‘Artificial God Project’ to counter potential ‘extraterrestrial threats’ in the future.

Its aim was to artificially create SSS-Class warriors comparable to gods by fusing genetic fragments of various mythical creatures.”

“This project gave birth to countless powerful experimental subjects, but it also created many more… failures.”

Lin Tian’s gaze, like the sharpest scalpel, precisely dissected the “Duke’s” proud Bloodline Origin.

His voice was not loud, yet it was like divine thunder from the Nine Heavens, each word striking deep into his Soul.

“[Son of Dimension] was one of the most famous failures among them.”

“Its original design was to fuse the spatial gene of the ancient Divine Beast ‘Void Realm Kun’ with human Souls to create a perfect spatial Dominator.

But unfortunately, the experiment ultimately failed.

Experimental Subject Seven’s gene chain was extremely unstable; although it gained powerful spatial abilities, its life Origin had a fatal flaw: it would continuously collapse with the use of power, eventually self-collapsing into a miniature black hole.

Ultimately, this ‘failure’ was deemed ‘high-risk waste’ and ‘destroyed’.”

Lin Tian looked at the “Duke’s” face, which had turned ashen, his smile growing more pitying.

“It seems the ‘destruction’ back then wasn’t thorough, allowing a descendant of you, this ‘failure,’ to miraculously survive, and even making you mistakenly believe that what flows in your veins is some unique ‘Divine Bloodline’.”

Boom—!

The truth, like the cruelest sword, instantly pierced through all of the “Duke’s” pride and pretense, utterly shattering his Dao Heart, which was built upon “noble Bloodline”!

So… everything he was proud of, his talent sufficient to look down on all beings, his innate control over space… was actually just a… failure?

A piece of… trash… casually discarded by the Dragon family, not even bothering to clean up completely?!

This is impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

The “Duke’s” Dao Heart trembled violently; the distorted space around him became chaotic due to his lapse in concentration, flickering wildly like static on a television.

On his handsome, demonic face, for the first time, an expression of discomfiture and disbelief appeared.

“You… are talking nonsense!” he retorted, feigning toughness, but his trembling voice betrayed the stormy waves in his heart.

“Nonsense?” Lin Tian smiled, his smile growing more playful.

“Then tell me, why do you need to use special gene stabilizers to suppress your body’s collapse every time you exert your full power?

Why is your lifespan far shorter than S-Class Experts of the same level?

Why are you so eager to open the bronze gate?

Isn’t it because your ancestors told you that only the high-dimensional energy beyond the gate could possibly repair your flawed, pathetic genes?”

Every word from Lin Tian was like the most precise heavy hammer, blow after blow, fiercely striking at the “Duke’s” most fragile, most unbearable secrets!

How… how did he know all this?!

These were the most core, top secrets passed down through his lineage for generations!

The “Duke” completely lost his composure.

He looked at Lin Tian, his eyes filled with terror and venom, as if looking at an omniscient devil.

Lin Tian looked at him, slowly shaking his head, and with a tone mixed with pity and ultimate contempt, spoke the most cruel and Soul-crushing words.

“You see, the end you’ve struggled for your entire life, exhausting all your schemes and tricks to reach, doesn’t even compare to the starting point of my birth.”

He took a step forward, and the terrifying pressure of the Pangu Body, as vast and profound as the primordial Universe, descended with a roar, like the hand of a Creator God, completely suppressing and smoothing out the “Duke’s” chaotic spatial Domain.

“Now, are you still going to use this ‘failure’ to be my enemy?”