114: Chapter 114 The Final Trump Card
"It's over... It's all over..."
Mentor Murphy slumped in his seat, watching the dark red world outside the porthole rapidly collapsing and turning into nothingness, his eyes filled with dead gray.
Hope, having just ignited.
In the blink of an eye, it was snuffed out again.
This massive disparity from heaven to hell was enough to make anyone with a firm will completely collapse.
The energy of the seagull had been completely exhausted in that crazy gamble just now.
The shields were gone, the power was gone, and even the lighting had stopped.
They were now just an iron coffin floating in a world on the verge of destruction, waiting to die.
"No... It's... It's not over yet!"
Wang Pingan's chest heaved violently, and in his eyes, a flame of defiance burned.
When had his, Wang Pingan's, life ever been determined by heaven?!
He stared fixedly at the number that had just refreshed on the system panel, a number so long it made him dizzy.
【pay-to-win points: 68265】
This was his final source of confidence!
"System! Option One! Redeem that 'Subspace Phase Shield' for me!" He was roaring with his very soul!
【Command confirmed.】
【Deducting pay-to-win points: 50000 points.】
【Generating 'Subspace Phase Shield'...】
Hum—!
An invisible yet powerful, strange energy capable of distorting light instantly enveloped the entire dilapidated seagull!
The surface of the spaceship seemed to be plated with a shimmering, illusory film.
Those spacetime turbulences, which were raging madly and capable of tearing everything apart, actually passed through the hull in such an understated manner the moment they touched this film!
It caused no damage at all!
"This... This is... Phase technology?!" Mentor Murphy looked at the unbelievable scene before him, his eyes, which had lost their luster, widening round again. "You... you brat... just how many more trump cards are you hiding?!"
"Now is not the time to talk about this!" Wang Pingan did not have time to explain to him. "Mentor! Where is that 'Space Stability Anchor' of yours? Take it out quickly! This is our last chance!"
"Right! Right! Space Anchor!"
Mentor Murphy woke up as if from a dream. He scrambled, pulling out that silver cube emitting faint spatial fluctuations from a hidden compartment beneath him.
"This thing needs three minutes of energy preheating to start! But we now... have no energy at all!" Mentor Murphy's voice became desperate again.
"Energy... I have it!"
Wang Pingan gritted his teeth and cast his gaze toward the "core of spacetime" that he had just put into the cabin, which had become dim and lusterless.
Although it had been "formatted" by the system, the most fundamental power of spacetime contained within it should still be there!
He reached out and took that "glass marble," only the size of a fist, into his hand.
Then he carefully probed into it with his remaining spirit.
Boom!
A massive, pure, and far gentler power of the spacetime origin than he had imagined flowed slowly into his body along his spirit.
This power had no trace of violence or destructive aura.
It was like the most docile sheep, allowing Wang Pingan to guide it and control it.
"Come!"
Wang Pingan unhesitatingly injected all of this massive energy into the "Space Stability Anchor" in Mentor Murphy's hands!
Hum—!
The silver cube, after receiving the infusion of this massive energy, suddenly let out a violent hum!
The profound runes on its surface lit up one by one at high speed!
Wisps of silver spatial energy, like lightning, jumped and flickered crazily on the surface of the cube!
"Energy... enough! Performing spatial beacon positioning!" A flush of ecstasy erupted on Mentor Murphy's face!
He held the scorching cube tightly with both hands, his ten fingers operating on it at lightning speed like phantoms!
"Positioning successful! Target: Tianshu Star orbital coordinates (734, 991, 285)!"
"Space wormhole, generating!"
Crack!
The surface of the silver cube cracked with fine fissures.
Immediately after, a brilliant, blinding silver beam of light, as if it were about to tear the entire universe apart, shot out from the top of the cube!
In front of the beam, the collapsing, chaotic spacetime was forcefully torn open to reveal an irregular... wormhole, its edges still constantly flickering with electric light!
On the other side of the wormhole, one could vaguely see a familiar, brilliant starry sky!
"Quick! Rush in!" Mentor Murphy exhausted his last bit of strength, letting out a hoarse roar!
Wang Pingan dared not have the slightest hesitation.
He knew that whether it was the "Subspace Phase Shield" or this "space wormhole" that had been forcibly torn open, neither could last long!
He injected the last bit of energy he had squeezed from the "core of spacetime" into the already stalled engine of the seagull!
Hum—
The silent engine, at this moment, let out a low roar once again, like a final flash of life!
The seagull dragged its dilapidated body, which looked like scrap metal.
It turned into a tragic, resolute stream of light!
Without hesitation, it rushed into that silver wormhole filled with the unknown and hope!