194: Scarlet Waltz, Burning Rage

Inside the cockpit of the thunder dragon mecha, Gu Zhixia suddenly opened her eyes.

In her beautiful phoenix eyes, there was no longer any confusion or pain, only an inferno of rage, tempered to its extreme, as if it would incinerate the entire universe.

On the edge of the cliff, her sister's blood gushing from her neck.

Cycle after cycle, powerlessness after powerlessness.

The despair and regret that had seeped into her bones now completely transformed into fuel for her power.

"World Tree, lock onto the coordinates of the enemy flagship."

Her voice, transmitted through the mecha's communication channel, clearly reached the Bridge of the Natural Selection. It was an extremely cold tone, devoid of any human emotion, as if a deity born only for slaughter had delivered its final judgment.

"Sister!" Gu Nianqiu trembled as she heard her voice, instinctively grabbing Lin Mo's sleeve.

Lin Mo gently patted her hand, signaling her to be at ease, then stood up and walked back to the main console. Without hesitation, he immediately granted Gu Zhixia full access to the World Tree's enemy-seeking and analysis permissions.

"Coordinates locked," Lin Mo's voice was as steady as ever. "A small fleet, with the SSS-class 'Ghost Dream Shadow' as its flagship. Its core carries a fragment called the 'Sacred Heart,' with the law characteristics of 'Dream' and 'Illusion.' Everything we just experienced originated from this."

On the holographic star map, a fleet of seven warships, all strangely beautiful and ornate, clearly appeared. The warships' paint schemes had a morbid, asymmetrical beauty, like works of art born of an artist's madness. The flagship, the 'Ghost Dream Shadow,' was even more like a massive, mobile cathedral constructed from countless twisted faces and lavish decorations, exuding a nauseating mental pollution.

They seemed to have completely underestimated how quickly their 'mental hunt' would fail, not even deploying basic combat formations, still maintaining an 'observational' posture, surrounding the Natural Selection and the thunder dragon mecha in the center.

"Zhi Xia," Lin Mo said, his voice calm, as he looked at the culprit flagship on the star map, "End him yourself. You settle this score with him."

"Exactly what I had in mind," Gu Zhixia's voice carried a hint of cruel pleasure. "I'll pay him back for my sister too!"

The moment her words fell, the thunder dragon mecha moved!

It was no longer a mere mecha, but an extension of Gu Zhixia's furious will! The dark-purple 'Annihilation' lightning even briefly resonated with Lin Mo's Life and Gu Nianqiu's Creation laws, forming a shimmering, three-colored halo on the mecha's surface!

"Buzz—!"

Behind the thunder dragon mecha, twelve energy wings, like those of a mythical seraph, unfolded. It did not undergo any conventional acceleration; instead, its figure flickered, directly ignoring physical distance, appearing instantly before the 'Ghost Dream Shadow' like a purple bolt of lightning spanning space and time!

"Alert! Alert! Spatial jump detected! Target… target has breached our force field barrier!"

"Illusion generator activated! Maximum power! Make him roll into an endless nightmare!"

Inside the 'Ghost Dream Shadow' Bridge, Casper's exasperated roar echoed. He had barely recovered from severe mental trauma, and before he could even order the fleet to retreat, the god of slaughter had already come knocking.

An invisible illusionary force field, capable of distorting reality, swept towards the thunder dragon mecha like a tsunami. Under Casper's control, this power was enough to plunge all Life on a planet into collective madness, leading to their demise through mutual slaughter.

However, these mental attacks, upon colliding with the three-colored halo on the thunder dragon mecha's surface, melted away like ice and snow, not stirring the slightest ripple.

In the 'absolute domain' just constructed by the wills of the three, Gu Zhixia had already developed absolute 'immunity' to this type of attack!

"Your little tricks are useless against me now."

A cold voice seemed to resonate directly in Casper's mind.

He looked up in terror, through the Bridge's observation window, and saw the thunder dragon mecha's electronic eyes, flashing with a malevolent purple light.

The next second, the Six-Harmony Long Spear in the thunder dragon mecha's hand erupted with an unprecedented brilliance. It was no longer a physical weapon, but a pure, highly condensed aggregation of laws.

"First spear, for the innocent souls you imprisoned!"

The long spear swept horizontally.

A dark-purple, crescent-shaped slash, spanning the sky, shot from the spear. The slash was not fast, but it carried an irresistible, overbearing power that erased all concepts of existence.

The six escort ships around the 'Ghost Dream Shadow' didn't even have time to make any evasive maneuvers before the purple crescent arc lightly grazed them.

No explosion, no fire.

They simply, silently, from bow to stern, along with their crews and all matter within, were completely 'deleted' from this universe. As if they had never existed.

Casper, in the Bridge, watched his fleet vanish into nothingness in an instant, his handsome face twisted by extreme fear, losing all trace of an artist's composure.

"No… my collection… my art…"

"Second spear," the thunder dragon mecha slowly raised its long spear, the tip pointing directly at the 'Ghost Dream Shadow' Bridge, directly at Casper's glabella, "For Nian Nian. For every second of loneliness she endured in that cold room."

Casper's body was completely locked by an invisible force. He tried to escape, but found his soul nailed in place, unable to even move a finger.

He watched as the tip of the long spear glowed brighter and brighter with purple light, like an impending supernova.

The shadow of death completely enveloped him.

"As for you," Gu Zhixia's voice, like a final verdict, was cold and resolute, "There will be no third spear."

"You are not worthy."

Boom—!!!

A pure beam of destruction, condensed with all her fury, burst forth from the spear tip!

The beam precisely struck the 'Ghost Dream Shadow'.

This time, there was no silent annihilation.

The entire SSS-class battleship, along with Casper's unwilling and terrified soul, and all his 'artworks,' were utterly, from physical to conceptual, incinerated into the most insignificant dust in the universe by that purple pillar of light!

A magnificent yet cruel, grand explosion bloomed in the dark universe, a splendid, deadly fireworks display.

The Leviathan Guild, that notorious organization that delighted in hunting souls, its guild master and core fleet, were on this day, completely erased from this world by a spear filled with wrath.

At the center of the explosion, a small, irregularly shaped rhomboid crystal, emitting a soft, seven-colored light, quietly floated.

That was the only thing left after the 'Ghost Dream Shadow' exploded.

The heart of the world.

On the Bridge of the Natural Selection, Lin Mo silently watched it all. He activated the tractor beam, slowly pulling the fragment towards the ship's hull.

"World Tree, analyze the fragment and attempt to fuse it with the ship's core."

"Command confirmed. Fragment analysis in progress… Law characteristics: Dream, Illusion, Mental Domination… Fusion with ship core 97.3%… Fusion initiated."

"Fusion complete."

"Congratulations, Captain. The Natural Selection has unlocked a new combat form—Nightmare Form."

"Nightmare Form: Can perform wide-area mental erosion on targets within a specified range, creating high-intensity logical illusions. Note: Illusion content can be edited according to your will."

A new, somewhat sinisterly beautiful warship form data appeared before Lin Mo.

He glanced at the screen, then at the thunder dragon mecha silently hovering outside the window, its light gradually receding, and at the small figure still trembling behind him.

He had won, gaining a powerful trophy.

But he also realized that the price of this Victory was a scar, difficult to heal, left in the hearts of all three of them.