157: Chapter 157 Giving the Gods a Little Physical Shock

"Clang—!!"

This wasn't the dull thud of flesh meeting flesh, but a resonant boom like a great bell striking the tempered glass shell of the entire world.

The green copper block in Qin Ji's hand didn't bounce off the pitch-black power capable of rewriting rules the moment it touched the forehead of the young boy known as the "Holy Child." Instead, a strange red light flashed abruptly across the surface of the rust-covered copper block, as if some ancient antivirus software had forcibly overwritten an original System process.

There were no fancy magical light effects, only the purest, most savage release of kinetic energy.

That high-and-mighty "Holy Child," who viewed all things as data, showed an expression of "bewilderment" for the first time on his pale little face. Immediately afterward, his facial features rippled violently like a stone thrown into water, and he was sent flying by this brick-like strike, crashing fiercely into the Void Realm turbulence behind the flagship like a cannonball.

The collapsing space instantly solidified due to the caster's loss of control, then shattered and fell to the ground like a pile of low-quality puzzle pieces.

"Physics is the ultimate truth."

Qin Ji flipped gracefully in the air and landed steadily on the broad deck of the Royal Gryphon. He casually tossed the green copper block in his hand, glancing at a trace of pale golden blood staining it, a playful curve touching the corner of his mouth. "It seems your so-called 'higher-dimensional beings' don't have skulls much harder than my brick."

"You... you actually..."

Emperor Abra gripped the holy sword in his hand tightly, his once-majestic face now twisted and distorted by extreme horror. He watched the Holy Child, whose fate was unknown after being smashed into the Void Realm, then looked at the calm and unruffled Qin Ji; his SAN value was plummeting wildly.

That was the Holy Child! The "Corrector" who walked on behalf of the world's will!

To actually have his head split open by a human using a broken brick?!

"Don't daze off, Your Majesty." Qin Ji raised his eyelids, a dangerous light dancing in his purple-gold pupils. "Since your backer has fallen, isn't it time for us to settle our scores?"

Before his voice had even faded, Qin Ji's figure had already vanished from the spot.

Abra's pupils constricted. His instincts from years of warfare made him subconsciously activate a life-saving item on his person.

"Void Walker, protect me!"

With his roar, a transparent ripple suddenly appeared in the air. A translucent humanoid creature abruptly emerged from Abra's shadow, acting like an invisible wall blocking Qin Ji's inevitable path of attack.

[Void Walker (Special Summon)]

[Rank: LV.180]

[Traits: Physical Immunity (90%), Spatial Refraction]

"Bang!"

Qin Ji's figure appeared in mid-air as he kicked the invisible wall. The massive recoil sent him flipping backward, a "-0" damage number floating above his head.

"Physical immunity?"

Qin Ji landed, his soles scraping sparks against the deck. He glanced at the translucent monster; instead of being annoyed, he looked as if he had found a new toy. "Interesting. If I dismantle this thing and sell it for Materials, it should be worth quite a bit."

"Guard unit! Stop him!"

At this moment, Luolin Muye, the commander of the Royal Guard who had finally come to his senses, roared, leading dozens of golden-armored elite guards to surround and kill Qin Ji.

"Tsk, using numbers to bully the few?"

Qin Ji curled his lip and pulled two black cards emitting a deathly aura from his backpack. They were "souvenirs" he had swiped from the Undead Scourge dungeon earlier.

"Time to get to work."

He casually flicked the cards, and they exploded into two thick clouds of black mist in the air.

"Roar—!!"

Accompanied by the teeth-gritting sound of grinding bones, two massive undead creatures crawled out from the black mist. One was a Stitched Abomination wielding a rusty giant axe, and the other was a Skeleton Archmage enveloped in nether ghostly fire.

Qin Ji pointed at the charging Royal Guards and gave his summons extremely perfunctory names: "The fat one on the left is 'Fatty,' and the thin one on the right is 'Monkey.' Go, stall those small fry for me. Don't let them disturb my heart-to-heart with Your Majesty."

The Abomination "Fatty" let out a muffled roar and charged into the crowd like a bulldozer swinging its giant axe; the Skeleton "Monkey" tapped its staff repeatedly, causing bone walls to rise from the ground, forcibly splitting the battlefield.

Having done all this, Qin Ji locked his gaze back onto Abra.

"Alright, the field is cleared."

He leisurely pulled a strangely shaped retro speaker from his coat. It was a "Tactical Visor Accessory" he had snatched in some cyberpunk dungeon, and its only function was—built-in BGM.

"Click."

The switch was pressed.

A spirited, bewitching melody filled with thick mockery instantly echoed through the heavens.

"How lonely it is to be invincible~ so lonely~"

"How empty it is to be invincible~ so empty~"

Amidst this socially-mortifying BGM, Qin Ji cracked his neck with a series of pops. He looked at the pale-faced Abra and held up three fingers:

"The durability of this green copper block dropped by 1%. The repair fee will be about thirty thousand gold coins. I just used two consumable cards to summon 'Fatty' and 'Monkey,' market price fifty thousand gold coins. Plus my mental distress fee, lost wages, BGM copyright fee..."

Qin Ji's figure turned into an afterimage once more. This time, he was even faster than before, so fast that the air was torn apart with a piercing shriek.

"This debt can only be paid with your life!"

"Arrogant!"

Abra laughed in fury and slammed his holy sword into the deck. "Come forth! Six-Armed Star Demonic Ape!"

Boom!

The flagship's deck shattered as a giant demonic ape over twenty meters tall burst out. It was covered in star-like armor, its six thick arms each holding a golden giant weapon, standing like an insurmountable mountain between Qin Ji and Abra.

[Six-Armed Star Demonic Ape (Gold BOSS · Variant)]

[HP: 8 Billion]

[Defense: ???]

"Smash him into mincemeat for me!"

The demonic ape roared, its six arms wielding sabers, spears, swords, and halberds like a meat grinder descending upon Qin Ji.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Qin Ji didn't even blink.

He forcibly twisted his waist in mid-air, using Spatial Blink to pass through the gaps between the weapons at the absolute limit. Like a slippery loach, he instantly closed in on the demonic ape's chest.

"Big guy, you're blocking my view."

Qin Ji's left hand slammed onto the demonic ape's thick star armor. Within his palm, a stream of data as black as ink was surging wildly.

That was a new trick he had just "realized"—using his own overflowing, massive attribute values to forcibly crash the opponent's data logic.

"[Golden Finger: Attribute Pouring]."

Hum—!!

If the previous green copper block was a dimensional reduction strike on a physical level, then this was a violent infusion on a data level.

The terrifying attribute points within Qin Ji's body, which had long since overflowed to the point of being able to crash hundreds of servers, poured into the demonic ape's body through his palm without any regard for logic.

It was like forcibly injecting the waters of the Pacific Ocean into a single balloon.

The demonic ape's once-ferocious eyes instantly turned dull, followed by terror. Its indestructible body began to swell violently, numerous glowing cracks splitting its skin—a precursor to a collapse caused by data load reaching its limit.

"No... this is impossible..." Abra's voice trembled as he watched the garbled code floating above his strongest tank's head.

"Nothing is impossible."

Qin Ji snapped his fingers. "In this world, spending money... oh wait, having more attributes means you can do whatever you want."

Bang!

A soft sound.

That Gold BOSS with eight billion HP didn't even have time to scream before it exploded into a sky full of brilliant fireworks in front of everyone.

No corpse, no wreckage.

It had been washed away into the most primitive particles by the massive data stream.

As a rain of light fell, Qin Ji bathed in the climax of the BGM, stepping on the last bits of starlight from the vanishing demonic ape as he walked toward Abra, who was now completely slumped on the throne.

"Now, no one will disturb us."

Qin Ji raised the green copper block, his smile as bright as a debt-collecting demon. "Your Majesty, would you like to follow the procedure and drop dead immediately, or do you want to resist a bit so I can farm more damage data?"

"You... stay back!"

Abra watched the man approaching like a god of death, his psychological defenses completely collapsing. Trembling, he pulled a golden Talisman emitting a holy aura from his robes. It was his final trump card—[God's Protection].

Snap!

The Talisman shattered.

An absolutely invincible golden light shield instantly rose, shielding Abra tightly within.

"Oh? A turtle shell?"

Qin Ji stopped. Looking at the shield claimed to be able to withstand a strike from a god, he wasn't disappointed but instead licked his lips excitedly.

He raised the green copper block high. The muscle lines on his arm bulged like steel bars, and purple Calamity Thunder began to coil and compress wildly around the surface of the copper block.

The sun set, the evening glow as red as blood.

Under the sky turned red by the fires of war, Qin Ji's shadow stretched long. He held the posture of an impending strike, his eyes cold yet fanatical, like a thug about to shatter the order of the old world, freezing that world-destroying blow forever in the second before it fell.