200: Chapter 200 Core
"Th-this... is he even human?" Ancient Sword Soul swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, his hand gripping the broken sword trembling uncontrollably.
An ultimate physical body, breaking all techniques with a single punch—that they could understand.
But to perfectly micromanage ten thousand soldier effigies simultaneously with his own power?!
These are ten thousand mechs comparable to eighth-rank combat power!
Even the top-tier experts in web novels, no matter how strong their individual combat power, inevitably fall into the predicament of being worn down by "human wave tactics" when facing vast wars.
You might kill one thousand, or ten thousand, but what about one million?
But now, Lin Yuan has given the most perfect answer using these ten thousand mental filaments!
He alone is an invincible legion under the starry sky!
"Action synchronization alone isn't enough... The ancestors' mechs should be powered by the ancestors' blood essence!"
Lin Yuan's eyes widened, and the Star-Shattering Hegemon Body's internal energy surged within him like an erupting volcano!
"Boom!"
Lin Yuan actually used his own tyrannical, peerless blood essence directly as a "network signal," transmitting it into the ten thousand soldier effigies!
In an instant, dark purple-gold flames ignited across the armor surface of the soldier effigies!
The ship-slashing blades in their hands emitted blade auras containing Lin Yuan's ultimate path!
"Whoosh..."
Lin Yuan stepped on the void, his black hair dancing wildly.
"Asura Army, heed my command!"
"Primordial soldier effigies, heed my command!"
"All forces, form ranks!"
"The riffraff outside have been cleared out. Now, follow me to trample this inner city's core area..."
"To claim the final legacy left to us by our ancestors!!!"
"Understood!!!"
The steel behemoths and the surviving Asura Army let out a deafening roar.
As they brandished their battle blades, this invincible army in the truest sense of the word marched thunderously toward the final hall of the Primordial Armory!
"Rumble—!"
The ground of the Primordial Armory's inner city trembled wildly under the trampling of the steel behemoths.
Their movements were uniform, their formation impeccable, and like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, they completely purged the remaining alien species and the routed troops of the Myriad Races Alliance in the inner city, crushing them as if they were mere bedbugs!
Amidst the rain of blood, the army surrounded Lin Yuan, like stars surrounding the moon, marching majestically to the forbidden area in the deepest part of the inner city.
Here, a deep, boundless void replaced the continent.
And in the center, silently suspended, was a magnificent structure exuding an aura of eternal desolation—the Primordial Central Temple!
This was where the ancestors stored their highest secrets and the final foundation of the Armory.
Lin Yuan led his army to a halt before the bronze gate of the temple, which stood ten thousand zhang high.
He did not rush forward, but instead narrowed his eyes, examining the mystery on the gate.
On that bronze gate, dense encryption formation patterns were carved.
These formation patterns were like living creatures, crazily roaming and rearranging themselves on the gate's surface, shifting the password sequence.
"Let me clear the way!"
Dragon Battle, who had just reshaped half his body, was eager to contribute.
He stepped forward, his blood essence erupting, and reached out with his mountain-like giant claws, attempting to force open the bronze gate.
Beside him, Ancient Sword Soul also formed a sword with his fingers, condensing his Heaven-Cutting Sword Intent, ready to assist in breaking the formation at any moment.
"Hum——!"
The frantically rearranging formation patterns on the gate suddenly lit up with red light!
An invisible force of strangulation backlash erupted!
"Argh!"
Dragon Battle's massive beast body was struck as if by lightning; he clutched his head and let out a painful scream, blood instantly spraying from his seven orifices.
Ancient Sword Soul's face turned deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood; it felt as if thousands of steel needles had been driven into his sea of consciousness, his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
"Stand back! This gate cannot be pushed open by force."
Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to continue forward.
This was not a gate designed to defend against physical attacks, but a "technical lock"!
This was the final firewall specifically established by the primordial ancestors to prevent powerful beings from other races from using brute force to seize their highest secrets!
Here, strength was completely ineffective!
Even if Lin Yuan possessed one hundred thousand tons of force now, let alone one million tons, if he dared to forcefully smash the gate with his fists, the self-destruct program inscribed on the gate would instantly activate.
By then, all the treasures and secrets inside the gate would turn into cosmic dust!
"The ancestors were truly cautious, guarding against the spells of the Myriad Races, and also against the brainless brute force of their own people."
If it were him before the breakthrough, he probably could only stare helplessly.
But now? This was simply the best place to put his newly awakened mental power to use!
He strode to the front of the temple gate and sat down cross-legged.
Lin Yuan suddenly closed his eyes, and a brilliant divine light erupted from the depths of his brow!
"Boom!"
That mental power, vast as a starry abyss, instantly turned into a violent, peerless torrent, forcefully invading the temple gate!
In an instant, Lin Yuan's consciousness was pulled into a virtual space.
And at the end of the space, a formation spirit (ancient AI) was watching him, the intruder.
This was a "hacker offensive and defensive battle"!
"Kill!"
Lin Yuan's mental power turned into millions of sharp blades, charging toward the ancient AI's firewall.
A mental clash!
The AI's counterattack was equally fierce; mental commands like invisible blades crazily sliced at Lin Yuan's consciousness.
Time passed second by second in the silence.
A full three hours passed!
The formation patterns on the temple gate moved slower and slower, and the originally blinding red light began to be assimilated bit by bit by a force representing Lin Yuan's will.
"Drip..."
A drop of warm blood seeped out from Lin Yuan's nostril.
Just in the next second, Lin Yuan's tightly closed eyes snapped open!
He casually wiped the blood from the tip of his nose: "The ancestors' password..."
"...is nothing much!"
"Open... for me!!!"
"Click!!"
The formation patterns on the gate completely stopped roaming and transformed into two symmetrical primordial totems.
"Rumble..."
A breeze that seemed to contain the aura of the entire universe's birth and destruction blew out from deep within the gate.
Lin Yuan stood up and stepped into the temple without hesitation.
The space inside the temple was extremely vast, but to everyone's surprise, there were no piles of peerless magical treasures, nor were there any dazzling, heaven-defying pills.
In the center of the entire empty temple, silently suspended, was a sphere the size of a millstone, woven entirely from miniature galaxies, shimmering with the brilliant light of billions of stars!
The Primordial Star Map Core!
This was the true core, the most priceless ultimate foundation of the Primordial Armory!
It not only recorded all the secret bases left by the Ancient God-Demon lineage throughout the universe, but it was also an interstellar navigation system capable of precisely locating any corner of the universe!
Lin Yuan strode forward.
"Hum!"
His mental power probed into it without any obstruction.