The sound reverberated in mid-air.

In the vast and empty warehouse, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened.

"Yes!"

On the pitch-black, empty deck, countless fiery star mist suddenly appeared from all directions, as if time had frozen at this moment.

The star mist abruptly contracted!

The next second, a scarlet cloak unfurled menacingly.

At this moment, the deck was less than ten meters from Mu Fan. At high speed, it seemed his next moment would end in a disastrous fall.

But at that exact moment, Mu Fan’s lips curled into a smile as a pitch-black metal hand suddenly hooked from the side.

Mu Fan’s body landed precisely in the palm, and then the hand vanished in a flash.

Thud!

A massive black shadow rose from mid-air and landed.

The half-bloom of a red lotus on the chest slowly illuminated, the first light in this pitch-black warehouse.

Then appeared thin fire lines spreading from the red lotus at the chest across the body, lifting and dimming like veins.

This brief light finally revealed the outline of the Shura.

Raising his head, looking upwards, Mu Fan slightly lifted his heel and lightly stamped.

Buzz!

The special energy-absorbing alloy floor produced visible ripples spreading out.

Shura instantly took off!

Now in the Ice-breaking stance, the warship sped forward as the star mist in the two side corridors flowed like steel, instantly shredding any steel armor drawn in.

This was Black’s control strategy, pushing the Dawn Battleship to maximum speed, using the star mist and armor explosion cloud to form a dual-layer defense and construct a temporary vacuum passage!

Just then, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the ship, diving into the star mist torrent above.

Like a bomb swallowed by the surging iron currents!

Instantly, a giant fan-shaped detonation over a kilometer in radius erupted in mid-air.

Below, the high-speed moving Dawn Battleship flashed by, moving thousands of meters in the blink of an eye.

Black caught sight of the vast starflow explosion behind and, knowing the Shura Mecha couldn’t be in danger here, couldn’t help but shout out, "Mu Fan!"

A second later, there was no response.

This was completely unexpected for Black. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

But as it prepared to speak again, a distorted voice appeared on the ultra-close-range public channel, "Remember, once outside... find a safe place!"

Mu Fan’s deep, powerful voice thundered out at this moment.

Simultaneously, the fan-shaped star-mist torrent seemed frozen, with the next second surging catastrophically backward.

Even surpassing the speed of the Dawn Battleship, it surged forward!

As if a surfer had just crossed a massive wave, but in the next instant...

those waves they crossed turned back, instantly overtaking them.

In virtual space, Black watched in astonishment, almost about to curse.

The Shura’s figure appeared clearly, a punch extended straight ahead.

Centered on Shura, a vast vacuum zone over a kilometer in radius appeared.

One punch, empties the star mist torrent over the fan surface!

One punch, instantly created a vacuum in the wormhole’s twisted space!

And the power of that punch wasn’t over yet.

The blasted star mist torrent formed a giant wave, continuing to roll forward like a sweeping giant dam.

The red glow on the fist slowly faded as Shura retracted his pose, calmly watching the warship that turned into a peanut-sized object in the distance, while the four blood-red engines behind roared.

In the wormhole filled with countless complex matter, Shura forcibly shattered through, forming triple sonic-boom shockwaves, instantly becoming a blood-colored meteor.

In less than half a second, it streaked straight past above the Dawn Battleship.

This time, in virtual space, Black was finally left with its mouth agape.

"This Shura is... insane!"

All the materials along the path, including the mountain-like star mist torrent, were split in two by the red meteor!

The forcibly sliced torrent surged towards the wormhole walls, triggering a larger spore chain explosion.

Half a second later, Black’s view completely lost sight of Shura.

Black seemed dazed, its metallic sphere representing its body turned to the virtual wall, hesitating for a moment, wondering if it should crash into it.

...

...

"Spore collection cluster in Zone B11 has experienced large-scale blackout!"

"Detected energy flame flow from wormhole spore explosions, confirming our spore collection cluster was attacked!"

Two "planets" three kilometers in diameter, shrouded in dense yellow-green smoke, emerged silently in a quiet void.

In that dense yellow-green smoke, each "planet" had a five-hundred-meter tall spire visible.

Those spires resembled some ancient ceremonial miracle structures.

"Master Lamar, detected wormhole energy nebula disorder, and the disorder is intensifying."

"It’s a sign of a large ship transitioning in the wormhole!"

At the top of one spire, inside a spacious hall, a row of pallid men in black suits stood silently.

The person in front, nearly two meters tall, was burly, similar to those behind except with more natural and ruddy complexion.

He was the one referred to by others as "Lamar."

"These ignorant and backward pigs dare destroy our Holy Clan’s collection station..."

With a low voice, Lamar’s right fist slowly clenched, and visible egg-sized bulges shifted from his arm to his enormous fist.

Instantly, that fist doubled in size.

These "people" exuded a strange aura everywhere.

"Deploy the Yellow Sand Fleet to eradicate these damn pigs."

"Yes, sir!" replied the reporting black-suited man stiffly, turning to leave.

"And capture two alive, we need to gather intelligence on the other side of the wormhole." Lamar suddenly added as his subordinate was about to exit the spire’s top.

"Yes."

...

Just 10 seconds later, the yellow-green smoke on the left "planet" began to boil.

Pieces of smoke tore apart as swarms of locust-like warships emerged.

The warships’ appearance matched those Holy Luo Clan ships from the Light Relics, only in uniform desert yellow color.

At a glance, the locust battleships were no longer than 100 meters, but their numbers formed an ocean—whether tens or hundreds of thousands, making them look like mechanized Zegs.

In the silent space, a quiet area suddenly exhibited massive distortion, as if cracking an untouched mirror.

That space...

Suddenly shattered!

"Fire!"