194: Chapter 198 Physical Internet Disconnection? You'd better look for a ghost!

The Federation flagship's magnificent and spacious domed bridge hall now looked more like a slaughterhouse and scrap yard that had just been trampled by a giant beast.

The High Elf Governor's eyes were wide open but out of focus, his body, clad in ornate robes, looking like a ragdoll as it was pinned firmly to the control console wall by three thick power swords, blue blood flowing down the wall to pool in a pungent puddle.

At the very center of these ruins stood a fifty-meter-tall [Grand Domain Wide-Frequency Starlight Positioning Source Pillar] that reached straight up to the ship's ceiling armor group like a giant totem pole.

This was the super formation eye used by "The Chess Player" to lock onto deep space and cast that deadly iron net of bounties across the entire server's great map.

Rings of dense, high-level protection array runes flickered on the surface of the massive crystal pillar at a high frequency visible to the naked eye, faint yet resilient like breathing.

It was still dutifully broadcasting the last blurred tactical fluctuations captured in this airspace.

If it were any ordinary system player facing this sophisticated piece of technology—one where a single move could affect everything, which possessed self-destruct mechanisms and was directly linked to a top-tier master brain monitoring system—

They would likely have to spend hundreds or thousands of genesis points and then buy several expensive decoding neutralization cards from the public channel to carefully strip away the signal casing.

Li Cang was slumped in the operator's soft chair within the Exile Fortress, a dangerous scanning pop-up belonging to this crystal pillar flickering on the wraparound screen before him.

[Warning: Contact with a regional-level global radar core backbone.]

[This crystal pillar is equipped with physical anti-explosion and forced suicide self-destruct protocols. If external force is used to dismantle it and the damage rate exceeds ten percent, a chain collapse will be triggered immediately, detonating the entire mothership beneath your feet.]

Li Cang picked up a piece of an energy synthetic biscuit that had broken during the bumpy landing, took a bite, and showed no sign of irritation on his face.

"What a pampered piece of junk. If you build it this big, it's meant to be pulled out."

He didn't even bother searching the system mall for a decoder.

He pressed his finger directly onto the edge of the [history creator], specifically on the section for the Warhammer Adeptus Mechanicus's low-level brute labor, which was marked with a pair of crossed iron hammers.

"Number One, have them wrap the thickest adamantine chains around it."

The command instantly exploded through the channel.

Over a dozen massive, mutated Astartes men did not hesitate for a second.

They stepped crudely across the floor, which was covered in a mixture of glass shards and severed limbs.

Four or five thick black chains, strong enough to lock down a medium destroyer's towing hook, were wildly wound around the lower-middle section of this crystal-clear, sacred radar pillar with a terrifyingly heavy grinding sound.

Several recruits carrying large-caliber Melta Cutters didn't even blink as they pressed their tools directly against the base of the array, which was shimmering with a sacred resisting light.

They pressed them all the way down!

Sizzle-boom!

White-hot cutting tongues of flame reaching ten thousand degrees acted like several ruthless, blunt saws.

They cut and burned a massive area of blinding, splashing light into the edge of the monitoring hub's chassis, a structure once looked up to by the entire region.

Those so-called array defenses emitted a distorted hiss like living creatures under the violent physical heat, and the crystal pillar's shell immediately showed large areas of charred, cracking, and terrifying spider-web patterns.

Inside the operation cabin, red-framed alarm prompts popped up like a bursting dam.

[Critical Error! Base logic damage has reached six percent... eight percent...]

[Self-destruct countdown initiated! Fifteen seconds... fourteen seconds...]

This amount of time wasn't even enough to escape the forward cabin corridor.

As soon as the countdown hit zero, this pillar, along with the three thousand soldiers and this massive ship, would all be reduced to a pile of atomic gunpowder dust.

Li Cang's eyes were fixed on the rapidly dropping progress bar, one hand already pressed firmly against the high-power traction start slider at the center of the command console. He had no intention of retreating or withdrawing his troops.

"These aristocrats love adding these tedious 'insurance periods' to their builds! Cut the opening even wider for me!"

The countdown reached the final, heart-pounding three-second dead zone.

With a nauseating muffled explosion of electromagnetic short-circuiting, the base array finally had its last half-circle of core connection foundation stones melted through.

"Now! Pull it down!"

The giant black mecha and Servitors in the rear had long since connected all the ropes to the towing hole winches and tightened them.

In that instant, the sound of high-tonnage treads grinding in reverse drowned out everything else.

That thirty-meter Heavy Armored Execution Knight, which had just shown its might, fully engaged its violent reverse thrusters.

Tens of millions of tons of raw, dragging brute force—a massive physical pull—slammed directly into that swaying giant crystal pillar!

A massive crash shook the void!

That pillar, revered as a god by the Federation and known as the indestructible and immovable Eye of Supreme Authority—

Snapped like a rotten green onion in the mud!

With its base torn to shreds, spraying high-pressure sparks and blue liquid metal lines everywhere, it was uprooted by that irrational, wild violence!

It snapped cleanly and was dragged by the black chains like a giant dead fish, crashing into the hold through the massive open maw!

At the same time.

Tens of thousands of light-years away.

On the massive screen of the optical computer cluster monitoring the entire world in the Eternal Star Corona Federation's home system.

That giant crimson target marker, which had been shining brightly and showing the way to 409X for countless bounty hunters, vanished as if someone had suddenly stepped on it.

There was no buffer, no turning green, and no transition wave.

It was extremely decisive! It plunged directly into a most desperate and deep dead blackness, where not even a trace could be found through a system rollback!

The radar was blind. The network cable was cut.

The regional joint hunt that had just cast its massive net across the great map was now left with a frustratingly empty loss, torn apart by this low-down, crude tactic of pulling the plug!

...

In the fortress's lower hold, massive amounts of pure spiritual ore and high-grade alloy ingots were piled into mountains during this final bandit-like sweep.

Li Cang stood up from the large chair. Out in space, those twelve Elf behemoths, having lost their value and been hollowed out, were irrevocably sliding toward the gravitational trap of a high-temperature star.

He directly clicked open the [history creator] interface.

That sparking giant pillar, which had been forcibly pried from the regional net's eye, was not kept as a treasure.

It was tossed into the furnace and recycling options along with a large amount of scrap.

[Regional-level coordinate positioning material completely crushed and decomposed.]

[Points Settlement: Three million.]

[Stealth Curvature Generator extracted and full-load charging loop in place.]

"Trying to play tag with me using positioning lights. I'll have plenty of time to play hide-and-seek with these blind fools in the future."

The fortress's massive shadow rippled with a dark light film that isolated physical detection. Having taken the first massive bite of meat in this unclaimed blind zone of the great map, the heavy shark smoothed its tail flame without looking back and plunged deep into the silent abyss of space where no faction dared to scan.