117: Chapter 117 The Harvest of Bio-engineered Puppet and Void Alloy

The Psionic Mothership's biological hatch closed silently behind them, sealing off the deathly silent graveyard of gods.

Inside the door was a different scene.

The air was filled with the scent of decay, sealed for ten thousand years, mixed with the faint, metallic tang of cooling metal.

Beneath their feet was not rock, but a cold, smooth black alloy, seamless and monolithic.

At the very first moment they stepped into this dark space.

Bzzt—

A piercing electrical hum tore through the silence of ten thousand years.

Deep in the shadows, pairs of scarlet optical sensors suddenly lit up, as dense as the compound eyes of the Zerg Swarm.

Intruder detected... Authorization status: Hostile. Initiating purge protocol.

A cold, synthetic voice echoed through the vast hall, devoid of any emotion.

The next second, hundreds of massive dark shadows detached from the niches and shadows all around. Their bodies stretched out as they moved, revealing their hideous full forms. Each was ten meters tall, with dozens of thick mechanical tentacles grafted onto bloated metal torsos, their ends tipped with high-speed rotating cutting drills and energy cannons.

Biochemical Puppets.

After ten thousand years of silence, their core power furnaces still emitted a low hum. psionic energy flowed along the circuits on their surfaces, and the energy fluctuations emitted by each one stood firmly at the threshold of the Legendary Rank.

Roar!

A roar that shook the Soul even drowned out the rumble of the hundreds of Puppets activating.

The order had not yet been given.

The combat instincts of Thunder Beast King Hyperis had already been ignited.

Its mountain-like body lunged forward, and the indestructible obsidian ground beneath its four feet was actually cracked into spiderwebs. It was not charging; it was a disaster hurtling forward in its own right.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dozen or so Biochemical Puppets at the front had just raised their cannons, and before the energy could gather, they were struck head-on by that irresistible, immense force.

There was no sound of metal twisting as one might imagine.

Their alloy shells, along with their intricate internal structures, were completely shattered, crushed, and disintegrated the moment they made contact! The high-pressure energy cores instantly destabilized, triggering a series of violent detonations that burst into balls of pale fire.

Hyperis trampled through the flames and electric arcs unscathed, the psionic energy flowing over its carapace easily neutralizing the shock of the explosions.

It was a living siege hammer; every charge, every tail swipe, cleared an entire area.

Poison mist, spread.

The ethereal and ancient voice of the Abyss mother tree, Rott, rang out.

It remained rooted in place, but countless jet-black branches danced wildly like living creatures, scattering emerald-green light spots from between the leaves. These light spots vaporized rapidly in the air, coalescing into a thick, impenetrable green poison mist that swept silently across the entire hall.

Hiss—

The teeth-grating sound of corrosion rose and fell.

The metal shells of those Biochemical Puppets, possessing great Firmness, began to react violently the moment they touched the poison mist, with large patches of rust and pustule-like melted scars appearing on their surfaces. Their movements visibly became sluggish and slow, black machine oil and electric sparks sprayed from their joints, and they emitted groans of being unable to bear the load.

The battle entered garbage time from the very beginning.

This was a one-sided slaughter.

Under the Thunder Beast King's violent physical destruction and the mother tree's eerie Law erosion, this Puppet legion, capable of causing a catastrophe in the outside world, was wiped out in just a few minutes.

The squad continued to advance deeper into the ruins, stepping over the smoking wreckage of the Puppets.

Soon, they passed through a corridor destroyed beyond recognition by the battle and arrived at an even more magnificent central hall. This seemed to be the core of the entire ruin, surrounded by shattered energy crystals and extinguished rune matrices, filled with a strange aesthetic that combined science and mysticism.

That is...

Kerrigan, who had remained silent as the team's advisor, sent a ripple through the mental link.

Her gaze was locked onto the wall at the far end of the hall.

There, a point of deep blue light shone.

The source of the light was a uniquely shaped light blade. It had no physical hilt, just a beam of pure energy, yet it had condensed into the form of a sword, burning constantly, never extinguishing for ten thousand years.

This light blade had pierced through the chest of a long-dried corpse, pinning him firmly to the cold metal wall.

The corpse wore ancient robes woven from an unknown material; even after being dead for ten thousand years, it still maintained the posture of unwillingness and astonishment from the moment of death.

Most unsettling of all was that light blade.

The space around it appeared unstable; black cracks, thinner than a hair, constantly flickered into existence and vanished around it—scars left by the space itself being continuously cut by its edge.

Top-tier semi-Divine Artifact... No, its essence has infinitely approached the realm of a True God Divine Artifact!

A hint of amazement permeated Kerrigan's tone.

She stepped forward slowly, deep purple psionic energy overflowing from her body, gathering on her outstretched right hand into a crystal-clear energy gauntlet.

She did not touch the corpse but reached directly to grasp the energy hilt of the light blade.

Hum—

The moment she grasped it, the light blade emitted a violent hum, and a pure, all-annihilating power of the Void Realm surged back along Kerrigan's energy gauntlet.

Kerrigan's eyes narrowed. Instead of retreating, she advanced, a more massive amount of psionic energy pouring out of her body to forcibly suppress the light blade's backlash.

Her arm muscles bulged as she exerted force.

Rip!

With a piercing sound like tearing canvas, the light blade was forcibly pulled out of the wall and the corpse by her!

Around the hole where it had pierced the wall, the spatial cracks suddenly expanded, then slowly healed.

[Name]: Void Realm Psionic Blade

[Quality]: Top-tier semi-Divine Artifact

[Effect]: Ignores any defense below the conceptual level. Possesses absolute cutting authority over spatial structures.

A stream of information appeared directly in the consciousness of Su Chen, who was on the throne of the Divine Realm.

Good stuff.

Su Chen's will delivered the comment, his voice echoing in Kerrigan's Soul.

Its construction principles and energy model can serve as a prototype for the weapons of your Dark Templar Warriors to be reverse-engineered.

But this was not the greatest harvest of the day.

Roar!

On the other side, Hyperis had impatiently headbutted a massive metal door on the side of the hall that was as thick as a city wall.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the warehouse door, which could withstand a blow from a god, was forcibly smashed inward, deformed, and finally collapsed with a crash.

The moment the door opened.

A silver light, indescribable in words, surged out from behind the door like a breached flood.

The light was pure and dazzling, carrying a cold and heavy quality originating from the Void Realm, instantly illuminating the entire dark hall in silvery white.

Even Kerrigan and the others, who were at the semi-Divine-Grade, could not help but squint their eyes to resist this sudden, intense light.

The light faded slightly.

The scene behind the door made the breath of every being present hitch.

It was a mountain range made of metal ingots.

Countless one-meter-square silver metal ingots were stacked together casually, forming rolling "hills" that extended into the darkness deep within the warehouse, with no end in sight.

Each metal ingot emitted a faint silver glow and a Void Realm fluctuation so dense it was almost tangible.

[Item]: Void Realm Biological Alloy

[Evaluation]: A core auxiliary material for forging True God Divine Artifacts! It can perfectly achieve Fusion with biological tissue, allowing it to navigate freely in Void Realm turbulence and significantly enhance resistance to Law attacks!

Divine Realm, above the throne.

Su Chen, who had been overlooking the battlefield in his conscious form, saw his massive will-body stand up abruptly from the throne.

The psionic energy storm unleashed by this action caused the space of the entire Divine Realm to tremble.

Struck it rich?

No, this word could not describe the value of this batch of supplies.

This was the key to a new era!

With this batch of alloys, his Zerg Swarm would no longer be a tool for hegemony within the Divine Realm; they would obtain a "flesh and blood body" in the true sense, capable of crossing planes physically, casting the shadow of the Zerg Swarm into the endless Void Realm planes!

This was the cornerstone of cross-plane expeditions!

Take it all!

Su Chen's cold, absolute, and indisputable order turned into a mental torrent, instantly piercing through the Soul of every subordinate.

Don't leave a single scrap of iron behind!