Chapter 362: The Projection of the Dimension, The Fear Brought by Bai Fu
Staring at the space ahead, which was slowly healing under the pull of immense inertia, the face of the Supreme God’s disciple turned more solemn than ever before.
He had successfully eliminated this body of Bai Fu’s, yet he could feel no joy.
Bai Fu’s power was far too abnormal.
He clearly remembered—at the time of Litt’s defection, Bai Fu’s strength had only been equivalent to that of an ordinary Triple Metamorphosis Transcendent.
Powerful, yes, but not overpowering.
Yet now, although Bai Fu was still weaker than him, the gap between them was no longer unfathomable.
It was as though they now stood on opposite banks of a river—and Bai Fu was already halfway across.
Was that reasonable?
No.
Completely unreasonable!
Even if Bai Fu had once been the God of the Ethereal Realm, there was no way she could have grown this fast.
It wasn’t as though he hadn’t learned the truth and falsehoods about the God of the Ethereal Realm from the Fourth Apostle himself.
And yet—it had happened.
Which could only mean that Bai Fu must have encountered some kind of extraordinary fortuitous encounter!
An encounter that not only caused her power to surge explosively, but also allowed her to wield the Void Abilities that only a Void Sovereign could command.
This… truthfully speaking, was an extremely dangerous sign for the Supreme God’s disciple.
Of course, what he feared wasn’t Bai Fu’s strength—
It was Bai Fu’s identity.
Bai Fu was the God of the Ethereal Realm. Once she fully recovered and regained her former Divinity, would the path he had schemed and built over so many years be cut off as a result?
The Supreme God’s disciple wasn’t sure.
But he was deeply uneasy.
If that truly came to pass, then wouldn’t all the years of his effort have been for nothing?
That must never happen!
Driven by crisis, the Supreme God’s disciple drew several heavy breaths.
At that moment, he suddenly received an urgent transmission.
“Your Excellency Supreme God’s disciple, the Three Universal Civilizations have launched a full-scale offensive! Our side is under immense pressure—immediate reinforcement from the reserve forces is required!”
Full-scale offensive?
The Supreme God’s disciple gave a cold snort.
“There’s no need for that anymore. I’ve already taken care of Bai Fu.”
“!”
The one on the other end of the line widened his eyes at once—he instantly understood what the Supreme God’s disciple meant.
This was an opportunity—an unprecedented one!
The Three Universal Civilizations had planned to use this chance to strike a devastating blow against them, but the Supreme God’s disciple had decisively countered, completely shattering their heavy-bet offensive led by Bai Fu. Once this news spread, the morale of the Three Universal Civilizations’ front-line forces would collapse without a doubt.
If they could seize this moment, they might even break through the fortified defense lines the Three Universal Civilizations had spent months constructing, pushing the battlefield deep into the Explored Universe.
When that happened, their odds of victory would multiply greatly—and they would no longer need to fear the mysterious organization lurking in the shadows, the Original Pact.
“I’ll spread the news immediately!”
The Supreme God’s disciple nodded.
Though anxiety lingered in his heart, he knew the priority right now was to win this war first.
The Fourth Squadron had been torn apart by Bai Fu’s initial onslaught, and with Sen Lan’s betrayal on top of that, his fury could only be quenched with the blood of the Three Universal Civilizations!
“Go. I’ll be there soon!”
The Apostolic Holy City’s frontline troops moved swiftly into action.
News that Bai Fu had been defeated and her entire army annihilated, along with the collapse of the Three Universal Civilizations’ dual-pronged offensive, quickly spread across the galaxies.
In an instant, clouds of despair loomed—wails and cries echoed across the fleets.
The speed at which this news spread owed much to the efforts of both the Apostolic Holy City and Bualois’s subtle cooperation.
Except for the uninformed, both sides now surged with excitement.
The opportunity had arrived!
“Goruga, it’s your turn to perform now!” Bualois transmitted through a multi-encrypted comms channel to Goruga, who was currently fighting on the frontlines.
Goruga—the Supernova Warband’s iron-blooded war god, nicknamed the Devouring Fist—looked the part of a brute, but in truth was sharp-minded and meticulous. He was the perfect candidate to play the first fallen domino.
Goruga nodded solemnly.
He understood perfectly the weight resting on his shoulders.
If he played his role well, everything that followed would fall into place. But if he failed, the Three Universal Civilizations would suffer enormous, needless losses in manpower and resources.
And yet, even under such heavy pressure, not a trace of panic touched his face—on the contrary, he felt a surge of burning excitement.
This was his moment—his chance to shine!
After ending his call with Bualois, Goruga immediately delivered a short but fiercely rousing speech.
“Everyone, though Bai Fu’s line has fallen, that doesn’t mean victory is beyond us!
In this vast and boundless sea of stars, miracles are born every moment.
As long as we burn with our conviction, what’s to say that miracle won’t descend upon us!”
“Remember this—
We’re not fighting for anyone else.
We’re fighting for ourselves!
For our homes, for our families, for the right not to be brainwashed by the Apostolic Holy City, and for our freedom to be who we are!”
Under Goruga’s call, the fleet erupted with unparalleled fighting spirit.
He then split the fleet into two divisions—
The Mechanical Corps and the True Spirit Summoning Corps would handle the frontal assault, while the rest managed the flanks and rear guard—to minimize casualties as much as possible.
The assault began.
As the Three Universal Civilizations unleashed their overwhelming momentum, the Apostolic Holy City responded in kind.
Driven by ambition and the lust for merit, each fighter from the Apostolic Holy City charged forward faster than the last, afraid their achievements would be stolen by another.
Tens of thousands of warships clashed within a minor star system—life and death intertwined, composing an epic destined to be engraved upon the Galactic Chronicles beneath the witness of starlight.
The great war raged on—from the morning of June 2nd, Imperial Calendar 30003, all the way into the night.
In the clash of battleships, the allied forces of the Three Universal Civilizations once held the upper hand.
But soon after, the Apostolic Holy City deployed Transcendents and Dominators. Though Goruga fought with all his might, he still could not prevail.
With Goruga’s defeat, the Apostolic Holy City gradually took control of the situation.
A thousand-mile dam, destroyed by an ant’s hole.
The defense line that the Three Universal Civilizations had built across tens of millions of light-years finally collapsed due to Goruga’s rout.
At this moment, there remained only one voice among the Apostolic Holy City’s ranks—
“Charge!”
“Charge toward victory!”
“Finally succeeded!”
Bualois let out a long breath.
They had paid a heavy price, but it had all been worth it.
Now—lead the main forces of the Apostolic Holy City into the Longshot Pit.
He immediately relayed the message to Odoacre and Bai Fu.
Bai Fu did not rush into action. She was waiting—waiting for the Apostolic Holy City to fall into the Longshot Pit, to become trapped between advance and retreat. Only then would she strike, taking the initiative to attack Holy Land Star once more.
For now, what she had to do was to sit back, watch the show, and count her mission rewards.
In the previous operation, she had successfully completed all three branches of the main quest 【Burning Across Billions of Light-Years·Diversion Tactic】.
Because she had directly annihilated the Fourth Squadron’s command center, the evaluation for Branch 1 was exceedingly high—granting her 178 billion XP, two vials of Ultra-Rare Recovery Potions, 10 Prayer Card Replication Cards (which could duplicate any Prayer Card, even colored ones), and one Psionic Construct Upgrade Card.
Bai Fu stored away the potions and replication cards, then immediately used the upgrade card on her own combat suit.
Sharpening the spear on the eve of battle—better late than never.
The evaluation for Branch 2 was equally impressive, after all, even the Supreme God’s disciple had appeared personally.
After settlement, Bai Fu received 213.8 billion XP, a skill card 【Void Nether Prison】 ×1, and a new skill 【Majestic Divine Body】.
Among them, the most valuable reward was undoubtedly the new skill.
The name Majestic Divine Body might sound ordinary, but its actual effect was staggering.
Upon activation, Bai Fu could project her spiritual will temporarily into a “Divine Body”—one similar to the Apostolic Holy City’s Artificial God of Psionics: vast, boundless in power, and greatly enhancing the Psionic Legion.
The difference was that this Divine Body had no fixed HP bar. From a certain perspective, it was a projection of the Ethereal Realm itself; to destroy it, one would have to annihilate the entire Ethereal Dimension.
However, the Divine Body’s manifestation had a time limit.
Once the countdown ended, it would automatically disperse.
Of course, if the opponent possessed a means of forcibly severing spiritual will, they could prematurely dismiss the Divine Body by cutting the connection between caster and avatar.
“Didn’t expect such a delightful surprise!”
Bai Fu excitedly patted her cheeks.
She had been obsessed with this quest mainly for the Branch 3 reward—the skill 【Mind Over Matter, Transcendent Descent】.
And now—
With 【Majestic Divine Body】 stacked atop 【Mind Over Matter, Transcendent Descent】, the buffs for Players would become absolutely outrageous!
Once other faction Players realized how immense the benefits were from following her, wouldn’t they all rush to her side, panting in excitement?
“All the Players under Heaven now fall within my grasp!”
Before launching her assault on Holy Land Star, Bai Fu quickly tested the two newly acquired skills.
The results were extremely satisfying.
Bai Fu was confident that as long as the Supreme God’s disciple was trapped within the Longshot Pit, she would definitely be able to capture Holy Land Star and obtain the final fragment of the Third Apostle’s True Spirit Husk Shard—even if the Fourth Apostle appeared to interfere, it would be useless.
“Come on, big brothers and sisters of the Three Universal Civilizations, you must trap the Supreme God’s disciple!”
……
While Bai Fu offered her earnest prayer, the Fourth Apostle began to move as well.
News from the front reported that the Apostolic Holy City had achieved a sweeping victory.
This marked the Three Universal Civilizations’ first major collapse. From this moment onward, the balance of victory would tilt entirely toward the Apostolic Holy City.
It was time.
Time to send that treacherous dog—the Supreme God’s disciple—to hell!
Ever since it had discerned the Supreme God’s disciple’s murderous intent toward it, it had been preparing in secret for this day.
It would rise at the very moment when the Supreme God’s disciple believed he stood at the pinnacle, plunge a blade into his body, and shatter his glorious dream.
Then, stepping upon his corpse, it would ascend the path toward divinity—its own road to becoming a God of the Ethereal Realm!
“Be ready.”
The Fourth Apostle sent a message to all the Apostolic Holy City members who had secretly defected to its side.
Each recipient quietly deleted the message, pretending nothing had happened—yet in their hearts, murderous intent boiled over.
The pursuit lasted two full days.
During the Apostolic Holy City’s chase of the fleeing fleets of the Three Universal Civilizations, an unexpected episode occurred—
The forces of the Original Pact suddenly appeared, launching an assault on the Apostolic Holy City.
They were clearly attempting to join hands with the Three Universal Civilizations against their common foe, lest the Apostolic Holy City grow too powerful.
But it was already too late.
The collapse of the allied forces of the Three Universal Civilizations could no longer be halted.
No matter how Bualois shouted, the routed troops only knew to flee.
With every extra light-year they retreated, the Apostolic Holy City gained another light-year of conquered territory.
This continued until the allied fleets reached their pre-arranged position—the Longshot Pit.
As the name implied, it was indeed a pit—but one that existed within a dimension.
Once anything fell into this pit, escaping was extremely difficult. At that point, the allied forces could unleash concentrated bombardments, or even destroy the pit at its core—triggering a catastrophic explosion.
Blinded by pursuit, the Apostolic Holy City had no inkling that the Three Universal Civilizations had laid such a trap.
By the time they realized something was wrong, it was already too late to escape.
“Now!” shouted Bualois. “Fire! Fire! As long as we kill the Supreme God’s disciple here, the Apostolic Holy City will have nothing left to fear!”
One by one, colossal cannons ignited; cosmic treasures awakened one after another…
Yet when everyone sought the Supreme God’s disciple, they were stunned to find—he wasn’t in the pit at all!
“Where is he?”
No one knew where the Supreme God’s disciple had gone.
Bualois was dumbfounded.
Bai Fu was dumbfounded.
The Fourth Apostle was dumbfounded.
Even the Original Pact was dumbfounded.
In the depths of cosmic space, at that very moment, the Supreme God’s disciple was streaking toward Holy Land Star at a speed beyond imagination.