Chapter 888: Chapter 661: Abnormal Spatial Reaction
(Mathematics has once again been defeated, the previous chapter has been revised to 324 mirror images…)
The mecha mirror images standing coldly suddenly turned into a black mist pervading the starry sky.
A star system is never still; in space, gravitational forces act between all mass-having objects, accelerating matter.
Given enough time, all matter will gather together under the influence of gravity. This is why a homogeneous universe evolves into a universe teeming with clusters and galaxies.
What does this mean? It means a planet will be attracted by the stars of a galaxy. It means this galaxy will be attracted by the gravitational forces of all nearby galaxies; it means the nearest, most massive galaxy governs the motion of a mecha or a spaceship.
And now, Shura, in an astonishing posture, after counterbalancing the gravity of the planet behind, is completely drawn by the vast gravitational pull of this unknown star system.
Spreading at speed beyond limits, gently welcoming the dense swarm of insects.
In Mu Fan’s moment of trance, he saw the speed number on the screen in front of him instantly breakthrough 150 kilometers per second, with his planetary body as the reference.
Breaking through a speed of 440 Mach…
Mu Fan knew Shura wasn’t turning into black mist, but these 324 mecha mirror images weaving into a black fog in space at speeds over 440 Mach!
A typical air-to-air missile’s speed is usually between 3 and 5 Mach.
So, now Shura traverses space at a speed a hundred times that of a missile.
When Shura activated the “life” and “injury” gates, turning entirely into a crimson hue, there was no display from the energy gauge before Mu Fan’s eyes, only a countdown showing 53 seconds remained.
At this moment, Shura achieved a near-perpetual motion energy due to an unknown reaction within its engine.
The swarm invaded the black fog entirely at this moment.
The black fog suddenly radiated outward!
Creating a huge vacuum area that precisely accommodated the entire swarm, then, as the swarm fully entered, the black fog interwove again.
The mist invaded without any gaps inward, with afterimages crossing at speeds surpassing 500 Mach in an instant.
The swarm, transformed into thousands of formations, instantly lost their targets, flying aimlessly through the black mist.
At the forefront, the bone-faced insect beast maintained its position with a drawn bone blade, with a stationary Shura Mecha appearing before every insect beast.
The 20-meter-tall body seemed pitifully small compared to the 70-meter-tall body.
However, the aura emanating from that twenty-meter Shura was searing as a star.
At this moment, Shura’s action was singular, pulling its arms back, the form frozen in space.
The scorching claw blade seemed as if it had just bathed in magma.
Then, it transformed into a black afterimage, thunderously piercing through the insect beast.
A straight black line cut through the swarm.
On this line, countless insect beast bodies were blasted into dust, their lifeless remains quietly drifting in space.
As the black afterimages interwoven as fog pierced into the swarm’s center, all afterimages suddenly unified.
The thousandfold giant shadow behind the mirror image layered together, causing a brief collapse and rupture of space.
If someone were piloting a spaceship around this battleground, they would clearly see the ensuing brilliant, terrifying explosion.
As if a nuclear bomb with a yield of hundreds of millions of tons had been detonated.
The dense black shadow piled together instantly transformed into a huge shockwave, spreading outward like a nebula.
Within the range covered by this black nebula, all forms of Zeg were blasted to powder as if they were frail.
Using the explosion point as the core, all vitality was cut off.
The shockwave spread without reservation, reaching before the White Armor, where the enormous Bone Scythe slashed out an X in front, the fragmented space fissures bearing all the residual wave impacts.
On the other side, the booming energy directly flushed into the space corridor.
On planet 131, on the barren land filled with death without a trace of life, a surging energy burst forth in an instant.
It seemed as if the entire planet lacked a piece, with a terrifying indentation extending a thousand kilometers appearing on the ground.
That energy even tore straight through the sky’s clouds, spreading into space.
The Emperor Body Shura… solely from the energy released, created devastation akin to an asteroid hitting the surface.
…
On a remote trade route in the Fourth Star District of the Galaxy Federation, there’s a clandestine route leading to the Outer Domain Galaxy.
Several merchant ships were quietly navigating.
This is the result of compromises between some major families and political interests within the Federation, resulting in mutual benefits.
[Exclusive Trade Route]!
Producing greater returns with shorter time and lower costs.
This is the new form of monopoly under the interstellar universe backdrop.
The government needs these well-connected merchants to generate greater benefits, so the Federation government also quietly dispatched an escort fleet.
At the edge of Baichuan Star, a planet purely developed for tourism, the 33201 Fleet, a subordinate of the Fourth Star District of the Federation, was performing its escort mission.
Level six Assault Ships and Heavy Firepower Cruisers, boasting excellent firepower while ensuring speed and stealth.
At this moment, on the Heavy Cruiser serving as the flagship, a Lieutenant Colonel sat centrally within the command room, gazing at the expansive galaxy.
“Just look at how magnificent this starry sky is, but every day… damn, I’m sick of it.”
The Lieutenant Colonel unexpectedly cursed.
His name was Greysham, the highest commander of the 33201 Fleet, belonging to a secret sequence under the Military Department of Blue Capital Star.
He took on this mission four years ago, guarding interstellar trade routes, who knew it would drag on for four years.
At first, he eagerly thought he’d become a confidant of some big shot.
Now…
Turned out his superior’s superior was the big shot’s confidant, and he was merely an unnamed weapon.
And a weapon that couldn’t even fire, only meant to intimidate.
Four years!
These four years of watching this monotonous starry sky every day, what use is pleasant living?
Even retiring early is impossible at this point.
“Damn, these fleets transport all sorts of materials and rare resources, why aren’t there any cruise liners coming through here? I’m going mad at this rate,” Greysham roared indignantly.
The soldiers around him didn’t dare breathe too loudly.
They had grown accustomed to the Lieutenant Colonel’s soliloquies over the years, knowing that twenty minutes in, he’d have the strongest vodka and then sleep soundly.
At this moment, in front of the dark gray fleet, those bulky transport ships suddenly scattered frantically, as if struck by something.
A Sergeant hurriedly ran into the command room, standing before Greysham with his feet together and stiffly.
“Reporting to the Commander, an anomaly has occurred. Reporting to the Lieutenant Colonel, detected abnormal space energy reaction. It’s far, calculations are underway, but the energy source suggests a violent explosion. Now those merchant ships are requesting the fleet to conduct armed reconnaissance.”
Hearing “reporting to the Commander” made Greysham shiver, immediately kicking up as he stood.
Someone dared interrupt his soliloquy, are they asking for death?
The soldier didn’t dare evade, letting the kick land on his leg, then repeated the statement while looking downcast.
Only then did Greysham react.
“What? What explosion, it can’t be a natural star body destruction, can it? Those merchant ships are always so paranoid.”
“No, according to the ripple pattern drawn, it seems more like the result of technological weaponry.”
“Damn, what a buzzkill, I came here thinking I’d be an important person’s confidant. I can see the same dull starry sky every day, what good is that even on a leisurely day?”
“Now like this, I can’t even think of early retirement.”
“Damn it, these fleets are transporting all kinds of goods, rare resources, why aren’t there any cruise liners coming here? If this continues, I’m going to puke.”
“Okay, gather the fleet and let’s get this over with,” Greysham said as he walked towards the screen, muttering to himself, without any apology for the kick he delivered upon seeing the apologetic expression on the Sergeant.
“Max out the radar scan, and let’s see…”
…
Moments later.
“Reporting to the Lieutenant Colonel, the explosion source is reported twelve thousand kilometers from here, near the coordinates… it seems to be a wormhole.”
“Where’s that?”
Curious, Greysham leaned in and saw a peculiar, isolated space in the pitch-black universe.
Weirdly enclosed among three dirt-gray planets and a belt of asteroids.
Even stranger, the lieutenant colonel furrowed his brow.