Chapter 171 The Lever

Lakhryenne, a world that has been reincarnated countless times, destroyed countless times, and reshaped countless times, is like a locked, desperate roulette. Each of its gears is tightly meshed, and once started, it cannot be stopped from sinking towards its ultimate doom. The humans of this world try their best to resist the operation of this machine, but with their strength, they are simply unable to stop it from within.

But a powerful, even a brutal, external force broke the operation of this roulette, creating huge gaps in its tightly meshed gears.

That was the out-of-control divine power released by the Creation Goddess, Leah, when she completely lost consciousness thousands of years ago.

The out-of-control divine power formed a shock wave that split the planet Lakhryenne in two, and not only in the material world. The divine power, reaching the very source, even split all the dimensions, all the history, and all the fragmented timelines of this world in half. Although Leah's power reshaped the world afterward, the impact of the divine power was deeply imprinted here and has not dissipated to this day.

The annihilation and reshaping of Lakhryenne is already a daily occurrence in this world, but the "accidental reshaping" caused by external forces thousands of years ago got stuck in this world like a non-compliant part, and now, Hao Ren seems to be holding a "lever" sufficient to pry this part.

Leah's arm ring—to emphasize, it's the children's model.

The shadows of the past, constantly emerging from the depths of the world, seemed to sense something. Under the constant erosion of the Madness, they awoke from their respective timelines, condensed their past forms in the material world, and launched wave after wave of suicidal attacks on the Guardian fleet and the drone legion. Gorgon starships released a tide of carrier-based aircraft, the Tumen Empire's combat satellites self-destructed on the edge of the battlefield, Helsonjia's last rainbow light turret was slowly sinking into the sea of clouds, and those newly surfaced, pyramid-like giant ships were pushing more warp missiles into the battlefield.

The Guardian fleet formed several fortress positions on the edge of the battlefield, supporting powerful shields to resist the constantly proliferating and upgrading corrupted specters. At first, they relied on the overwhelming technological advantage of their warships to sweep the enemy, but slowly, the enemies surfacing from the sea of clouds could use numbers to withstand the attacks of the Guardian starships, and then, these specters were strengthened to the point where their quality was not inferior.

In this situation, the powerful weapons constantly transmitted by the drone legion became the key to suppressing the formation: what was transported from the crystal nucleus research station and various large military factories in the Dream Plane were verification-type weapons originally prepared to deal with the Madness War, including mass-produced Annihilation Lances and upgraded drone legion giant cannons, as well as several experimental machines such as Mathematical Rate Inhibitors and Light Speed Disruption Devices. These weapons were pushed to the battlefield ahead of schedule, using this war-torn place as an excellent shooting range—they shone brightly.

From a certain point of view, this "accidental war" in Lakhryenne was a small but significant gain.

Inside the drone position, a crystal array connected by energy beams began to charge. Large and small crystals floated up, forming a spearhead-like shuttle structure, and a large number of auxiliary devices around the crystal array emitted a low hum. After a few seconds of charging, a dazzling white beam of light broke free from the constraints of the binding force field and shot towards a Gorgon starship in the distance.

The beam easily penetrated the giant ship, tearing thousands of "Gorgon Lords" inside the ship into pieces.

"The Annihilation Lance is indeed the best thing to use," Lily said excitedly, watching the high-energy beam sweep across the battlefield, her tail wagging vigorously behind her. "I knew it, all tactics are useless, big cannons are the truth..."

Vivian rolled her eyes at her: "Watch less of those reckless guides, or one day you'll tear up all four of your diplomas."

Hao Ren ignored the daily bickering of the two behind him, but placed the small arm ring on the general-purpose interactive platform in front of him. Then he raised his head and looked at the end of the sea of clouds in the distance.

At the end of the sea of clouds, a pale, ugly scar-like crack became more and more obvious. It ran through the entire space-time, and the edges were scattered with cracked patterns. From time to time, some enemies would emerge from the vicinity of the crack, but as soon as they appeared, they would be torn into pieces by the energy escaping from the pale crack—not even a second of struggle existed.

That was the projection of the world rift in this space-time, or rather, the extension of the rift in the surface world in the deep world. Unlike the world rift that had solidified in the form of a planetary wound, the rift in this space-time... was still in an active state.

"Boss, I admit your plan is exciting, but are you sure it's okay to do this?" Nolan's voice sounded a little虚xū.

"Nonsense, I'm such a serious and rigorous person, would I blow myself up just to get an SSS rating?" Hao Ren glared. "I've been studying the Creation Goddess's divine power for so long, and I've also specially collected energy samples from that rift. I even checked the information sent down from above in advance. If I still fail after making so many preparations, I don't need to explode here, I'll just find a place to die myself."

"Okay, okay, you're the boss, you say what goes, I'm just a ship anyway."

The God's Arm Ring (children's model) on the platform floated up under the action of the anti-gravity field, and then several beams of light focused on the arm ring under Nolan's control, which immediately emitted a melodious chime.

Nolan's voice sounded quite resentful, but she didn't delay at all when working.

The communicator next to her suddenly activated, and Salaman's image appeared above the communicator: "Observer, the pressure on the first to second defense lines on the flanks is too great. The number of enemies has reached three times that of the Guardian fleet, we have to retreat again."

"Yeah. This shows that Constance has entered the imperial capital, and the Madness of this world is trying everything to force a restart of the era before she takes the imperial capital," Hao Ren nodded. "Don't worry, just hold on for a little while—I've prepared a big surprise for those monsters here."

Salaman could almost guess what Hao Ren was doing—as a Guardian Giant, no one could feel the fluctuations of the Creation Goddess's divine power better than him: "I see those divine power aftershocks are reactivating... do you plan to tear this world apart again?!"

"No, I just plan to tear this battlefield apart," Hao Ren smiled slightly, while entering the final confirmation command on the console. "This divine power shock wave has undergone the loss of the initial tearing of the world and the subsequent thousands of years of decay, it's impossible to have the power it had back then, but if it's activated here... it's more than enough to tear this space-time structure apart again."

"Do you need our army to cooperate?"

"No, no need. I've set up several energy focal points, the space-time structure will break near those energy focal points, and then the enemies' surfacing will be blocked. You just need to eliminate the units that are still alive on the battlefield after that. I believe... this will buy enough time."

"A bold plan, but we're happy to cooperate," Salaman smiled. "Fighting in the divine light of the Mother is what the Guardians do best."

The communication was cut off, and Hao Ren looked up at the pale rift running through the entire space-time structure at the far end of the sea of clouds.

Nolan's voice rang in the bridge: "Resonance debugging complete, divine broadcast will begin in five seconds... 4, 3, 2, 1... broadcast starting."

All of the Tortoise Rock Platform's antenna systems emitted an overloaded hiss at that moment. Powerful energy surged into the redundant lines, and countless crackling sparks appeared around the ship.

All the enemies—whether they were fighting the Guardians or had just surfaced from the sea of clouds—sensed the outbreak of that energy at that moment. Although they lacked reason, instinct immediately drove them to turn around and prepare to rush towards the energy source that brought them a huge sense of crisis.

But they were destined not to.

Under the stimulation of the homologous divine power, the pale rift, which was already in an extremely unstable state, finally went berserk again. The true God's divine power, contained in the rift from thousands of years ago, was instantly released to complete its unfinished task from thousands of years ago.

Tear this space-time apart.

The pale rift suddenly expanded, and the entire sea of clouds and the chaotic space above the sea of clouds were instantly shattered...

Imperial Capital, torrential rain.

A heavy rain, unprecedented in the central region, fell from the sky, washing over this world that was constantly sinking in darkness and despair. The towering black walls of the Imperial Capital were already close at hand, and every brick and stone seemed to be the same as the last time they met.

The jet-black stone bricks were solid and heavy, and the black steel battlements like spearheads stood on the city walls. Dragon head sculptures, spaced hundreds of meters apart, were arranged on the top of the city walls, silently overlooking this world like the fallen emperors of the annihilation reincarnation.

On the plain outside the city, the flames had been extinguished by the heavy rain, but the unresolvable smoke of gunpowder and bloody smell were difficult to wash away with rainwater. Countless hideous and twisted limbs were scattered on the ground, and the black smoke rising from those limbs condensed above the battlefield, shrouding everything like persistent dark clouds.

Constance stood at the front of the formation with her long sword in hand. She looked up at the dark sky and slowly clenched her hand: "Home... but I really don't want this kind of weather."

Leah was also looking up at the sky, but her gaze penetrated the sky, penetrated the barriers of space-time. Through the resonance of divine power, she could see what was happening in another layer of the world.

"Hao Ren... you made me explode twice..."

Constance turned her head: "What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing," Leah retracted her gaze and shook her head. "The final battle. Your final battle."

Constance looked at the surrounding Guardian Giants—those powerful warriors who were clearly not mortals were standing on the edge of the battlefield, their serious faces devoid of any expression, and at the feet of the Guardian Giants, the soldiers of the Northern Territory Legion and the Broken Sword Knights were preparing for the next battle.

"My giants and I will not interfere in the next battle," Leah said. "Even if you die in it, we will not take action."

Constance smiled: "That's what I want."

"Is that so..." Leah was also smiling. "Then I'll add one more thing, even if you die, I'll be with you."

Constance was thoughtful: "Who... are you exactly?"

"Let's not talk about it yet, it's embarrassing to say it," Leah waved her hand. "I'll tell you after this battle is over."

"Okay, okay, you're all mysterious, although I can probably guess some..." Constance said freely, then turned around and walked towards her knightly order. "Then, I'm leaving."