146: Chapter 146 Origin Showdown: Higher-Dimensional Strike? Sorry, I'll use a lower-dimensional strike on you.

The front lines of the Place of Origin, the Ultimate Blockade.

That black triangular warship floated quietly in the Void Realm. It was only one ten-thousandth the size of the pangu-003, but the presence it radiated seemed capable of swallowing the entire galaxy. This wasn't physical pressure, but a gaze from a higher dimension. It was like a three-dimensional human looking down at a piece of two-dimensional paper.

"pangu-003." A cold, emotionless voice echoed directly in everyone's minds. "I am Observer No. 7 of the 'Hyper-Dimensional Civilization.' I am ordered to reclaim the 'out-of-control sample.' Your existence has severely interfered with the narrative logic of the low-dimensional Universe. According to the 'Pan-Universe Narrative Law,' you will be stripped of your 'Protagonist Halo' and demoted to background characters."

"Narrative Law? Protagonist Halo?" Standing on the command deck, Li Mo listened to these familiar terms, a cold sneer curling his lips. As expected. These so-called high-dimensional civilizations were actually beings that had come into contact with the truth of the world—the edge of the 'Narrative Layer' mentioned in the outline. They thought they were the chess players, but in reality, they were just slightly more Advanced chess pieces.

"Strip the halo?" Li Mo pushed up his glasses. With a flash of his body, he appeared directly outside the pangu-003's atmosphere, facing the black warship alone. "Are you even worthy?"

"Ignorant." Inside the black warship, the Observer let out a contemptuous sigh. "Activate: Two-Dimensional Foil (Conceptual Version). Target: Dimensional Reduction Strike."

Hum—! A transparent card, thin as a cicada's wing, flew out from the black warship. This card looked ordinary, but wherever it passed, space instantly collapsed. The originally three-dimensional starlight, meteorites, and even light were all flattened the moment they touched the card, turning into static paintings. Three dimensions falling into two. This was an indefensible rule-based strike.

"It's over!" Star Spirit Navigator screamed in the command room. "It's a Dimensional Reduction Strike! There's no solution to this! We're going to be turned into a painting! Stuck in this starry sky forever!"

"A painting?" Li Mo looked at the flying Two-Dimensional Foil. Instead of dodging, he took out his spring and autumn brush. "Since you want to paint, I'll play along with you."

Li Mo didn't use any spiritual energy, nor did he use any technological weapons. He simply made a motion in the Void Realm toward that Two-Dimensional Foil—writing. He wrote a large character in the void: 'Demolish'.

[Entry Loading: Forced Demolition (Dimensional Reduction Version).] [Effect: You flatten it, I crumple it. You turn it into a painting, I turn it into scrap paper.] [Rule Confrontation: Narrative Layer Interference > Physical Rule Strike.]

Tear—! A tooth-aching sound echoed through the Void Realm. That originally unstoppable Two-Dimensional Foil, at the moment it was about to touch Li Mo, suddenly seemed to encounter a pair of invisible giant hands. It didn't flatten Li Mo; instead, it was... torn to shreds by the 'Demolish' character he had written. Like tearing up a piece of scrap paper.

"What?!" The Observer inside the black warship finally lost their composure. "You can interfere with the unfolding of the 'Two-Dimensional Foil'? This is impossible! This is a fundamental law of Physics! Unless... unless you are... a being from an even higher dimension?!"

"Higher dimension?" Li Mo laughed, his laughter somewhat arrogant. "In my books (referring to the books in the Scripture Pavilion), a thing like you doesn't even have the right to be an illustration."

Li Mo raised the spring and autumn brush and drew in the void toward the black warship. "It's only polite to return the favor. Since you like Dimensional Reduction Strikes, I'll give you a... 'Literary Inquisition'."

[Entry Generation: Textualization.] [Effect: Forcefully convert the target into a text description.]

Hum! A golden light shot out from the tip of the brush, instantly hitting the black warship. There was no explosion, no light or shadow special effects. That overbearing black warship, representing hyper-dimensional technology, suddenly began to 'disintegrate' the moment it was hit by the golden light. It didn't turn into fragments, but rather into individual floating Chinese characters.

"Black," "Color," "War," "ship"... Next was the Observer inside, who also turned into a string of garbled code: "%#@&...".

In just a few seconds, the hyper-dimensional hunter that was enough to destroy a galaxy had turned into a 'short story' floating in space. And because Li Mo felt it talked too much, he casually 'edited' out half of the story.

Snap! Li Mo snapped his fingers. That pile of text instantly dissipated, turning into the purest stream of information, which was sucked into the black box.

The entire scene fell into a dead silence. Not only were the people on the pangu-003 stunned, but even the big shots of ancient civilizations peeking from afar within the Place of Origin were all trembling with fear. "What kind of method is that?" "Turning the enemy into... words?" "Is this the legendary highest Realm of Words Follow Law?" "No, this is even more terrifying than Words Follow Law. This is... modifying the settings!"

Li Mo put away the spring and autumn brush and turned to look at the pangu-003 behind him. The crisis was resolved. The roadblock was cleared. The finish line was right before his eyes.

"Everyone." Li Mo's voice spread throughout the ship via the broadcast. "The warm-up is over. Now, let's go collect our prize."

Rumble— The pangu-003 started up again, crossing that 'textualized' void and slowly sailing into that giant white sphere of light—the [Place of Origin].

And as the pangu-003 entered, on the 'Myriad Realms Civilization Racing Leaderboard' of the entire Universe, that civilization which was originally in last place with the name 'Unknown' suddenly shot up to first place at rocket speed. Furthermore, the name was automatically corrected to: [NO.1 Tianhe Civilization (Administrator)].

[Place of Origin System Prompt:] [Congratulations to the Tianhe Civilization for winning the championship!] [Calculating rewards...] [Special permissions detected... Unlocking for you... Volume Five reading permissions.]

Li Mo looked at the prompt popping up on his retina, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. "Volume Five, huh? It seems that I'm not far from seeing the 'Grand Finale' of this world."