150: Chapter 154 I don't care what dimension you're a god, just eat my Black Iron!

The dark gold cross-shaped cursor on the radar did not undergo any conventional navigational calculations.

It directly tore through the spatial barriers at the edge of the star system, carrying an extremely intense and exclusive high-dimensional divine aura as it descended into the low-earth orbit of Mining Planet No. 3.

That was not a warship at all.

It was a giant cross-shaped Arbitration Tower, over ten kilometers tall, composed entirely of holy-light-emitting white crystals and dark gold metal frameworks.

The lords of the Dark Red Star Zone hadn't expected the mercenaries to be able to handle this Black Box Civilization that had caused such a stir in the competition zone; this thing had been prepared from the very beginning to wrap things up.

The Arbitration Tower didn't open any gun ports, nor did the flash of main cannon charging flicker.

From the moment it descended, a silent rule-based pressure that could not be captured by radar covered the entire Abandoned Dead Star System like mercury spreading across the ground.

This was not a physical attack.

This was high-dimensional assimilation and sanction on a systemic level.

Inside the Holographic Operations Cabin, the main screen in front of Li Cang didn't even pop up a red alert, because the underlying Cyber AI Virus simply could not parse this data stream that exceeded physical dimensions.

The battle axe frigate's layer of Bio-activated Carapace, which had just gorged on high-energy radiation during the previous battle and was rapidly self-healing, suddenly stopped writhing.

On the surface of the grayish-black tough muscle tissue, a layer of extremely abrupt, holy white diamond-shaped crystals began to grow.

The crystallization phenomenon rapidly spread along the outer armor toward the interior of the ship.

The exposed rough metal rivets and cooling lines, the moment they touched this invisible wave, directly lost their essence of rust and machine oil, turning into an extremely fragile and transparent glass texture.

A mere faint stream of space meteorites would be enough to shatter this heavy frigate into a sky full of glass shards.

This was the most thorough contempt and deprivation of a high-level civilization toward a low-dimensional entity.

Li Cang's finger had just slid once on the console, and the sensation from his fingertip made him stop immediately.

Fine crystal cracks had already begun to appear on the metal casing at the edge of the console.

The opponent had even skipped the firing sequence, intending to build a crystal tomb here to completely erase all traces of the Warhammer.

"Shut down the Mire Shield," Li Cang initiated internal communication directly through the Neural Connector behind his head.

"First Legion, get on deck."

The command was issued.

The battle axe frigate's grey Mire Shield, the only thing that could slightly resist this crystallization wave, was cruelly and proactively deactivated by him.

Over a hundred Astartes Recruits, who had just absorbed the flesh and blood essence of the Abyssal Star Beast in the Primarch's Laboratory, heavily kicked open the metal doors of the Airlock.

They weren't wearing heavy masterwork armor, because the armor had already begun to vitrify within the last few seconds; putting it on would be equivalent to trapping themselves in a crystal coffin.

These black giants, their thick upper bodies bare, stepped directly into the absolute zero vacuum filled with high-dimensional pressure.

A faint sickly green light flickered beneath every bulging muscle fiber.

That was the hidden High-Dimensional Toxin Immunity trait brought by the Abyssal Star Beast operating frantically.

The crystallization waves hit their skin, which could withstand miniature nuclear explosions, but were held back by the abyssal power hidden in their blood, failing to form even a speck of white frost.

"Bring up those unused Directional Demolition Explosives from the lower hold."

Li Cang watched the footage of the giant flesh that had not been insta-killed by the rules.

He had won the gamble; soldiers raised on monster meat inherently possessed the resistance monsters had against high-dimensional erasure.

The Astartes Recruits split into ten groups and dove back into the Ammunition Depot, which had already begun to glow with white crystallization.

Hundreds of tons of High-density Delayed Explosives, originally meant for blasting mountains, were bound together with Adamantite Chains.

There was no time to connect any sophisticated Electronic Detonators, as the ship's electronic components were gradually failing due to crystallization.

They crudely strapped those black iron barrels full of explosives onto the three Solid Depleted Uranium Armor-Piercing Shells on the macro-cannon array's slide rails, which were ready to be fired at any moment.

The knots were tied tight; this was a crude drainage solution that would never pass any safety test.

The dark gold Arbitration Tower floated quietly thousands of kilometers away; in the center of the tower, the Inquisitor, surrounded by countless holy halos, sat upon a sacred Floating Throne.

His cranial nerves were directly connected to the Arbitration Tower's sensory network.

In his eyes, that dilapidated, assembled frigate should have turned into a beautiful piece of art during the first wave of crystallization.

But what he saw were dozens of bare-chested primitive savages, busy as bricklayers in his proud high-dimensional execution ground, strapping a pile of high explosives to cannonballs.

"What an inferior species..." For the first time, a crack of emotion appeared on the Inquisitor's perfectly symmetrical face.

He cut off the automatic assimilation program, preparing to forcibly redirect the core energy to evaporate those people directly with a more domineering Judgment Light Spear.

But he didn't have the chance.

The dark gold engine at the rear of the battle axe frigate let out a heart-wrenching roar.

The warship didn't wait for the distance to close.

Li Cang directly dumped all the remaining high-energy compressed Fuel in that engine into the combustion chamber in one go.

The bow, covered in crystals and cracks, like a mad dog driven to a corner, plunged toward the high-level Arbitration Tower thousands of kilometers away against that powerful high-dimensional pressure.

The distance between the two sides shortened instantly under extreme engine overload.

At this distance, even radar calibration was redundant.

"Fire." Li Cang heavily slammed down the Manual Firing Lever, which had already become semi-transparent.

Three Macro-cannon barrels, severely crystallized and liable to explode at any moment, simultaneously spat out orange-red flames of death.

The barrels shattered into a sky full of crystal shards the moment they fired.

But those three Solid Depleted Uranium Armor-Piercing Shells, carrying hundreds of tons of high-explosive crude bombs and millions of tons of primitive kinetic energy, boomed forth.

They crashed crudely into the sacred High-dimensional Shield surrounding the Arbitration Tower, which could even warp rules.

A High-dimensional Shield could refract energy and erase sophisticated technological weapons.

But it could not handle such arrogant physical mass combined with a point-blank self-detonation.

The explosives strapped to the armor-piercing shells were triggered by the fuses at the moment of impact.

Hundreds of tons of high explosives created an absolute blast point on the shield's surface with a temperature over ten times higher than a stellar core.

The most basic destructive force of physics, at this moment, completely burst the capacity limits of the High-dimensional Shield.

The dark gold Monastery Light Membrane let out a shrill cracking sound, exploding directly into a circle of scattered energy ripples.

The body of the Arbitration Tower, having lost its shield protection, was exposed like a peeled egg before the remaining kinetic energy of the armor-piercing shells.

The three solid iron chunks drilled straight through the tower's white crystal armor and plunged deep into its core Faith Hub.

The massive kinetic energy triggered devastating physical tearing inside.

The lofty statues, the floating energy rings, and the Judgment Throne representing the majesty of the Dark Red Star Zone were smashed to pieces in this unaesthetic bombardment.

The Inquisitor didn't even utter a curse before his body was crushed into meat paste by the collapsing crystal ceiling.

This giant structure, over ten kilometers tall, snapped unnaturally in the middle, its lower half falling silently toward the dead star's surface below, trailing thick smoke and out-of-control energy flows.

The crystallization waves inside the operations cabin stopped instantly.

The crystals growing on the ship's surface turned into useless glass powder and were blown away into space by the engine's wake.

Li Cang stood up from the operations chair, not even looking at the crashing broken tower.

He had the Astartes outside find a thick Adamantite Crowbar.

He pried open the Communication Core Base Station, which emitted the light of highest authority, in the wreckage of the tower's upper half.

There was no need to crack the opponent's sacred password; the Cyber AI Virus was plugged directly into this device through crude physical copper wires.

Li Cang brought up the all-channel broadcast interface.

This time, his signal was no longer limited to this dead star system.

Instead, following the Arbitration Tower's breached low-level defense network, it cut directly into the Dark Red Star Zone Main Network thirty thousand light-years away.

A cold human voice with harsh background noise boomed through the domed hall of the Dark Red Star Zone High Council.

"Remember these coordinates that smashed your tower, and my name."