This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 935 - 482: Race Creator – The Giants Washed Out (Part 2)

Chapter 935: Chapter 482: Race Creator – The Giants Washed Out (Part 2)

"Its effectiveness is somewhat weaker than what you previously felt; I kept some, needing to deal with a little trouble."

"Thank you, sir." Li Ming was already satisfied, putting away the source material, and remembered he hadn’t finished asking his previous question. But when he looked up again, he found that the Star Spirit had already vanished.

Everything around was collapsing, transforming into energy flow streamers, quickly disappearing.

...

At the core of the Red River Star Stream.

"About time..."

Inside the spaceship, Levinbeck’s face was solemn, in front of him, a three-dimensional model appeared, looking like a giant arm, and when magnified, one could see numerous circuits running through it.

The shoulder, elbow, and palm were all flashing with light spots.

Beside Levinbeck, the Prophet and Holy Mother scrutinized the model, their eyes laced with suspicion.

"Can it really be done?" The Prophet hesitated, a bit helpless, "The strength of that invisible barrier exceeds imagination."

During this period, the three had tried every possible method, but the invisible barrier remained firmly in place, indestructible.

"Even if I use the alchemy limbs to temporarily merge our combined strength, breaking this invisible barrier would still be difficult." Levinbeck showed little confidence, equally doubting its feasibility.

"We need to harness power from the other side," Levinbeck didn’t hesitate to explain, "Since we arrived here, the energy fluctuations that erupt every three to five minutes have been steadily strengthening."

"Even without us, I guess at most, half a year later, the barrier would break on its own. We must choose the right moment, and act simultaneously with the occurrence of these fluctuations, only then do we have a chance to open it."

"Do you mean there are others on the other side?" The Holy Mother frowned, this was unwelcome news, "Weren’t we searching for the Azure Dragon or Forging Hammer’s lair?"

She no longer believed that behind the barrier lay the Azure Dragon’s lair.

"I don’t know, you should ask yourselves." Levinbeck shook his head, they had come to a juncture where developments had spiraled out of control.

But they were trapped here, breaking the barrier seemed their sole exit strategy.

The Prophet and Holy Mother glanced at each other, regret clouding their hearts; what lay beyond the barrier remained unknown.

Levinbeck had left the spaceship, with the Prophet and Holy Mother following closely behind.

He saw the others remove one of his arms, a mass of blood tendrils proliferating rapidly, intertwining like wild vines.

The severed arm then inflated as if puffed up, growing in an instant to a length of one hundred thousand meters.

The enormous arm resembled a giant serpent writhing in the void, emanating an eerie aura.

Three holes appeared at the shoulder, elbow, and palm, its surface blood tendrils continued writhing, as if imbued with life.

Even the Prophet and Holy Mother felt chills at this moment, gravely unnerved.

The more they interacted with Levinbeck, the more they perceived his unfathomable depth, still unable to gauge his level of power.

"Get ready..." Levinbeck first entered the hole at the palm, while the Prophet and Holy Mother hesitated briefly, then entered the shoulder and elbow, one after the other.

At the next moment, proliferating blood tendrils covered them.

The Holy Mother was startled, instinctively wanting to summon energy in resistance, but heard Levinbeck’s voice, "Don’t resist, infuse your power in it."

The Holy Mother hesitated, but having reached this point, she let the blood tendrils cover her.

Soon, she was faintly able to feel a stabbing sensation, the tendrils had penetrated her skin, burrowing into her flesh, actively absorbing the energy within her body.

Not only energy but also cellular vitality was being extracted, the Holy Mother grew increasingly uneasy, writhing in horror, "Levinbeck, what are you doing!?"

Cell vitality was a core substance of the body; if extracted on a large scale, it would cause significant trauma to them.

"Get ready!" Levinbeck said solemnly, the muscular sinews of the giant arm grew taut, each muscle fiber swelled as if a volcano about to erupt.

Vast energies surged like waves into the giant arm, boiling fiercely within.

Lights flickered, colorful energy streams intertwined and collided, producing crackling sounds.

The Holy Mother’s heart tightened, her expression gradually growing cold.

If Levinbeck intended to harm them, she would let him witness the depth of the Sister’s Heretical Cult.

"It’s coming!" Levinbeck’s face tensed, an almost imperceptible wave approached, heralding the coming fluctuation.

The giant arm lifted, its internal energy compressing, accumulating, akin to an interstellar volcano about to explode, the surroundings becoming scorching and heavy.

Boom!

Almost simultaneously with the fluctuation, the giant arm struck the invisible barrier heavily.

At that instant, time seemed to stall, the gathered power then erupted without reservation.

Like a dazzling supernova exploding, releasing infinite light and energy, the arm carrying world-ending force like a needle versus wheat stalk.

Two extreme forces collided, clashed.

A powerful energy impact raged in all directions, the invisible barrier trembled violently, rippling.

Screech--The giant arm shattered, thick muscle fibers tore, the terrifying recoil felt apocalyptic.

The Holy Mother detached from the giant arm first, followed by the Prophet, their bodies quivering, faces pale and unpleasant, their breaths weak.

"You..." Levinbeck’s deep voice sounded, "Too early!"

Perhaps due to their retreat, the already trembling giant arm exploded into a pile of flesh.

Levinbeck’s expression turned grim, absorbing the surrounding flesh to restore his arm.

The invisible barrier seemed unscathed, but in the next moment, a tiny crack appeared at where the giant arm had struck.

Levinbeck’s face changed dramatically, instantly retreating.

The crack on the invisible barrier spread like a web, black ink-like substances emerged from the cracks, as if something was about to break free.

The Prophet and Holy Mother soon reacted, retreating swiftly.

In quick succession, the barrier, seemingly indestructible, shattered into countless fragments flying in all directions; a torrent of boiling black energy surged out as if a beast unleashed from captivity.

The black oil-like energy merged with the surrounding space, devouring all light, within the torrent, energy roiled and surged like countless black dragons roaring wildly.

Powerful energy fluctuations attacked everything around, the dark space trembling, unable to endure, fissures appearing.

And this was just the beginning; a breach opened, the entire invisible barrier collapsed, an endless torrent gushed out.

This was a menace that filled Levinbeck with dread, the power that left the Prophet and Holy Mother trembling.

In this energy torrent, they could only seek to preserve themselves, drifting like stones with the flow; fortunately, the torrent lacked a primary target, otherwise, they would be annihilated.

Uncertain of how long passed, a blood-red sphere gradually stabilized within the slightly calmer black torrent.

Levinbeck tore out from within, black substances hovered around, the flesh sphere had been dyed pitch black, which left him apprehensive, "What on earth is this, so terrifying..."

Who knew how many alchemy materials he expended to avoid being consumed.

He surveyed his surroundings, finding he had been swept from that dark space back into the Red River Star Stream.

"That is..." Suddenly, his eyes fixed, pupils contracted, a chilling fear shot from his tailbone to his head, his scalp tingling, he could hardly believe what he saw, terrified: "A giant?"

In the distance, a mountainous giant lay silently beneath the black torrent.