Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 214 Starship Slayer, Skyward Ascent! (The End)

Everything around turned into a desolate, annihilated kingdom.

After Duncan's main consciousness grabbed the annihilation plane, which resembled a figurine, and merged with it, the incarnation of the steel-cast angel entered His domain along with it.

The human form of No. 1 has changed again, becoming less and less like a human, and instead taking on the appearance of a half-dragon and half-giant, with prominent horns and the appearance of a dragon-human, and even some of its skin seems to have light, fine dragon scales.

A colossal vortex of magic stirred up the magical energy of the entire Annihilation Plane. Although the Immortal appeared as a berserker, his pool of mana was in no way inferior to that of a legendary wizard.

"dragon?"

"The Purgatory Dimension?"

The figure of the steel-cast angel slowly emerged from the collapsed mountain peak. His voice was not a cold, mechanical tone, but rather that of a ruthless warrior who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He stared at Duncan before him and slowly said, "Demon god from another world, why have you become involved in the conflict here?"

This was the first time He had spoken; He had remained silent during the previous confrontation with Pannosis, the Balancer of All Things. This indicated that the Steel Angel's true consciousness had been activated.

"why?"

Duncan remained indifferent and calmly said, "Probably for power, divine duty, or to fulfill the mandate of the world's will."

"And you've made this mess of the world."

"I really don't like it."

The steel-cast angel remained silent for a moment upon hearing this, the plasma lightsaber in his hand gradually solidifying. The bladed wings behind him blasted away countless boulders stirred up by the gale. He said in a deep voice, "This is merely the price that must be paid to complete the ascension!..."

cost?

What price?
Duncan laughed, and scoffed, "Who pays the price? The entire planet? All living beings? Countless mortals?"

"Why can't you be the ones to pay the price?"

What have you carried on your shoulders? What have you sacrificed?

"Are you burdened by the evil of the world? Or are you suffering the backlash from all spirits?"

"I think your incarnations are very virtuous and righteous!"

"It seems the world has become this horrible mess, and you guardian angels have no responsibility whatsoever, each of your incarnations radiating brilliance!"

"Tsk, tsk."

"I've been to quite a few places."

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone turn the world into an apocalyptic scene and still be able to manifest such a glorious and majestic image!"

There's a saying from a past life.

What was it called again? "I'm not the one living a life of extravagance and debauchery, but I'm the one to blame for global warming."

The entire world's causal evil lies with the Cult of Machines, but they seem to have somehow escaped the law of cause and effect, transferring all the world's evil onto countless ordinary people. In any case, these guardian angel incarnations are all radiant white light, while Duncan's body is covered in a blood-red light, making him look incredibly evil.

They have established the rules and order of the world; whoever they deem evil is evil.

The concept of spiritual light is somewhat like a alignment between good and evil.

The steel-cast angel radiates a brilliant white aura, which represents the alignment of order, and specifically the alignment of good. Duncan, on the other hand, is covered in a bloody light, which represents the alignment of evil, making him a definite evil god.

They define order and good and evil.

That's because they say whoever is an evil god, and that person is an evil god.

Upon hearing this, the steel-cast angel's expression grew even more solemn. The enemy was actually able to glimpse the laws of cause and effect in the world, as well as the fundamental laws after the order had been altered. He was even more powerful than imagined.

This is no ordinary evil god; we must strike hard!
"If I'm not wrong."

"You have blocked the path for mortals to rise in rank and distorted the fundamental laws governing order, good, and evil."

Duncan's expression grew increasingly indifferent, even tinged with mockery, as he said with a playful tone, "In a normal world, whoever turns the world into an apocalypse would bear the evil of causality."

"All spirits of the general consciousness must curse you!"

"But you don't have any of that on you."

"So."

"Where does evil reside in the world? Could it be in the god of machines?"

No living being should bear such a huge burden!
Even if there were hundreds of millions of mortals, they could not bear such sins!
The gods of the old era have been twisted into ancient hatred, and only one being can bear such a great sin.

It's highly likely that he was the mysterious God of Myriad Machines who died under mysterious circumstances!
The Blood Cup appeared in Duncan's palm, containing not only its original magic but also a murky, dark red liquid, like semi-congealed blood, filled with an aura of sin.

He is the King of Kings, the Emperor of the Empire, one of the architects of world order, who single-handedly led the Enlightenment and banished the Dark Ages of ignorance. Such an immortal should not have become a member of the evil god camp as soon as he arrived. What Duncan did does not qualify him as a true evil god.

But now he is an evil god.

Even the sins accumulated from the millions who died in the hive fell upon him.

—"The Evil of the World (The Blood Cup) (Causality): The fundamental laws of World Three have been altered and distorted. The evils of the world have been forcibly placed on other divine powers and all living beings. The altered causal law judges your arrival as the source of all evil, and you will bear the karmic consequences of the deaths of billions of lives."

(You have been transformed into a Grand Berserker!)
(Unending Frenzy greatly enhanced!)
I didn't kill the person.
From the moment hundreds of thousands of people died in District F46, the evils of the world inexplicably began to shift onto Duncan.

Those gods of the old era probably carried too many sins and too many blames on them, so adding one or two more wouldn't bother them at all; they were like people who had too much debt to carry.

But Duncan wasn't like that!

Even if He is a god, He is a true and just god.

Millions upon millions of lives were lost, and the guilt was inexplicably transferred to him, while the guardian angel of the Machine God Cult was not implicated in any cause or effect, and became a glorious and righteous figure who maintained world order.

Many of those who died were executed under the purge agreement.

Then there is only one answer.

The seven guardian angels have altered the fundamental definition of order, good, and evil; they declare that whoever is guilty is guilty.

From the moment His first human form descended, He was a crimson aura.

The steel-cast angel has fallen silent.

His expression turned murderous. Compared to the ancient hatred that was twisted by madness, the extraterrestrial evil god before him was more dangerous because he was clear-headed, rational, and possessed astonishing insight.

The law of cause and effect dictates that whoever causes the cause must bear the consequences.

But now it's not just a simple case of reversing cause and effect; it's a complete reversal of cause and effect, with all the blame being illegally shifted.

Their ability to shift blame is too strong.

No wonder the world's will has gone a bit mad!

Because of the large population, the Mechanicus has to relentlessly exploit the planet's resources to maintain its population. As a result, all the billions of mortals are burdened with original sin, because they need resources to survive, such as air and food.

As for other things, they were not mentioned at all; all the evils of the world were cast aside.

But Duncan refused to take the blame.

He wants it back!
boom!
The killing intent in the steel-cast angel's eyes grew even more chilling. His majestic figure transformed into a blur, and his plasma lightsaber streaked through the air like a streak of light. The powerful energy ignited the air, and a halo-like arc of lightning appeared in the almost torn space. The anti-gravity engine within his body roared, and the output power of the source core was increased to the maximum, even showing signs of overload. He had to rely on the flowing 'blood,' that is, the engine oil in his body, to alleviate the overload.

clang!
Duncan, expressionless, casually slashed with his sword. In the violent collision, the surging magical wind raged. The steel-cast angel was sent flying as far as it could go, its tens of tons of body being sent flying thousands of meters away. With a muffled thud, it smashed the distant bone fortress into pieces.

He was actually a little surprised; he hadn't expected his power to be so terrifying after transforming into a Berserker.

Duncan has rarely been forced to unleash his second-stage berserker form.

Needless to say, during the reign of mortal emperors, he was the pinnacle of the world. Only when facing the gods did he go berserk once; no one else, not even King Solomon, could match him.

As for how strong his current power concept is, Duncan isn't really sure; he can only make a rough deduction.

According to the concept of Dungeons & Dragons, the racial template for the Giant bloodline, taking the average Hill Giant as an example, is about +15 Strength, which is considered a relatively low standard, because some Large Giant bloodlines can add up to 20 Strength.

Duncan takes the lowest value, which is 10 points of strength attribute, from the enhanced Giant Bloodline.

Then, he also has the gluttony power enhancement, which is negligible; the Holy Grail blood also increases his power, which is also negligible; as he grows, his basic attributes are also enhanced, which is also negligible.

Only the engraved dragon bloodline is considered, which corresponds to the talent attribute bonus of a dragon vein warlock. After the dragon power is fully upgraded, a half-dragon form will appear, which is Duncan's current state. The additional attribute enhancement it provides is roughly +8 to strength, and +2 to constitution, intelligence, and charm.

In addition, there is the Unending Berserk after the Mythic Form, which is the legendary ability of the Berserker Barbarian. It is roughly equivalent to +10 to Strength and Constitution, with a small number of special Berserk forms potentially granting +12 Strength.

In other words, this is assuming that so many factors and conditions are ignored.

Even if Duncan does nothing, his extra strength attribute is close to 30 points. If all of them are included, he is basically a humanoid Primordial Hatred, close to the hundred-armed giants born from Gaia in the earliest times.

The concept of power automatically converges upon him; Duncan never deliberately sought to gather the laws of the power domain.

Berserk mode activated!

Of the seven guardian angels, the one who governs battle and courage, the most powerful under the god of machines, and the incarnation of a steel-cast angel, was easily swatted away by Him.

"This is impossible!..."

"I am the embodiment of power! ...The chief of the Archangels of Power, who governs the laws of power!..."

The steel-cast angel's mouth overflowed with 'blood,' or more accurately, engine oil, since they drink holy oil as their blood. As the leader of many powerful angels, the steel-cast angel never imagined that one day he would be beaten so hard that he would vomit blood.

He even recalled the terrifying pressure he felt when he was still a mortal, when he had a physical body, facing those enraged berserkers.

"How is this impossible?"

Duncan stretched his limbs, took a step forward, and it was like an earthquake. The ground in front of him shattered, and thousands of meters of landmass were lifted up. He directly blasted the steel-cast angel into the air. His voice grew colder and colder as he said in a deep voice, "Before the power of nature!"

"The power of machinery is nothing to worry about! ...At least you're not that strong yet!..."

If we consider the natural world in a broader sense, then gravity is also considered a force.

boom!
He appeared above the steel-cast angel as if by teleportation, relying solely on physical force, like a cannonball streaking through the air. With a powerful and overwhelming slash, sparks flew, shattering the bladed wings on the enemy's back. The cursed spear transformed into a streak of blood-red lightning, piercing the enemy's abdomen, and the holy runes on it gradually disappeared as it burned.

Now that he'd been categorized as part of the evil god's camp, he had no more reservations.

The most brute force in the Greek pantheon is the hundred-armed giant born of Gaia. Although Duncan hasn't transformed into his Hate form, he's not far off. He has also roughly calculated the upper limit of the power he has accumulated. If all mythological restrictions were lifted, it would be roughly equivalent to fifty points of power attribute in Dungeons & Dragons, and could exceed this limit under special circumstances.

However, to activate the Hate Form, one must first enter the Berserker's Berserk state.

Rumble!
The avatar of the steel-cast angel plummeted like a shooting star. Duncan's blood-red figure stood atop its back, grabbing the blade-like wings and tearing them off with sheer force. These angelic wings made of blades were truly troublesome. He had now transformed into a half-dragon, half-giant nearly three meters tall, using terrifying brute force to suppress the thirty- or forty-meter-tall steel-cast angel, forcing the struggling enemy to plummet at high speed. Then, his palms pierced the enemy's spine, and along the holy-cast armor, he ripped the steel-cast angel apart alive!

Beneath the armor engraved with countless holy runes lies the internal structure of the steel-cast angel, within which countless runic components emerge, one of which, a source energy core, is pumping, providing extremely powerful energy.

The mechanical body isn't that strong; it only has a clear advantage when facing mortals. The upper limit of a steel-cast angel is determined by the mechanical strength of the machine that constructs its avatar. Unless its entire body is forged from divine artifact-level or mythical-level materials, regular artifact-level steel-cast armor would be at the level of adamantite and mithril in front of Duncan.

Click!

The spine is the greatest weakness of the steel-cast angels.

If Duncan were facing the Angel of Insight, with its bizarre gear structure, he wouldn't know where the weakness lay. However, the Steel Angel was in human form, and after its spine was damaged, the enemy's mobility dropped drastically.

'Blood' gushed out!
The oil inside the steel-cast angel sprayed all over Duncan. As one of the holy runes on His body lit up, the blood sprayed out by the angelic avatar instantly ignited, turning Duncan into a ball of flame.

The flames died down rapidly as it plummeted, and Duncan appeared completely unharmed.

He pulled out the upper half of the steel-cast angel's spine, and the holy runes engraved on it were extinguished by his corrupt magic. The evil of the world had corrupted Duncan, and along with his magic, it had also corrupted the 'holiness' of the steel-cast angel.

boom!
The moment the two landed, Duncan leaped into the air, grabbing the Holy Forged Spine with one hand, and the mechanical spine, gleaming with a refined gold luster, forcefully pierced the brain of the Steel Forged Angel!
A mechanical arm instantly grabbed Duncan's waist, its terrifying brute force attempting to crush him.

Beneath his arm, the gravity engine roared, and the Steel Angel's entire energy was channeled into his right arm. But Duncan's expression remained unchanged. The cursed spear pierced through the armor like a javelin and got stuck in the gravity engine's position. Then he grabbed the Steel Angel's head and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

The massive mechanical head sank dozens of meters into the ground, leaving only its feet exposed. The anti-gravity engines beneath its feet roared, still consuming energy.

—The Sword of Excalibur!
—Sword strike: Decapitation.

After destroying the Holy Forged Spine, the Steel Forged Angel's avatar was just a pair of unbalanced scrap metal. Duncan's Excalibur transformed into a pillar of light and slashed down, instantly splitting the enemy in two.

Do you know why you lost?

Duncan lifted the steel-cast angel's head with one hand. It no longer had the solemn and dignified appearance it once had. Looking at the gradually dimming mechanical eyes, Duncan said coldly, "Every part of your body that is damaged reduces your combat power by one point."

"You can only fight me in the moment you first arrive; you will only get weaker as time goes on."

Squeak!

With a sickeningly loud sound, Duncan crushed the steel-cast angel's head.

He was provoking the steel-cast angel before him; compared to other guardian angels with bizarre forms, this one was undoubtedly the most likely to kill the original body.

The annihilation plane gradually dissipated.

As reality returned, Duncan's figure reappeared, leading the enormous mechanical head of the Steel Angel, just as He had initially carried the head of the Fungal Lady.

midair.

The angel of insight seemed to have a hint of horror in his expression. Above the atmosphere, when the clock angel also began to operate, he sensed a dangerous aura. As the shadow of the hands turned, the originally stagnant flow of time began to accelerate, and everything around seemed to be fast-forwarded.

The entire battle situation changed in an instant!

Of the three guardian angels who descended, only the Clock Angel was the one whose true nature Duncan could not fathom. As soon as He descended, He cast a spell similar to 'stopping time,' and now, as He turned the hands, the flow of time began to accelerate again. Before anyone knew it, steel warships had appeared in the sky above the atmosphere, and there was even a magnificent orbital fortress that resembled a palace or temple.

—“Mechanical Titan Temple (Orbital Fortress)!”

Countless chants resounded.

It resembled a suspended space fortress, with a steel-cast base inscribed with prayers, and above it, a dense array of mechanical temples, each magnificent like a palace. Those who could live there were primarily core followers of the Mechanicus Cult. The relatives of ordinary mechanical cultivators were not qualified to enter; only direct descendants of sages, or even great sages, could leave the polluted hive world and live in these temples above orbit.

They are also the group that enjoys the benefits provided by the Cult of Machines the most. Because of their comfortable lives, they are more devout in their faith in the God of Machines and possess certain special abilities, and have even undergone genetic optimization.

The people at the bottom of the social hierarchy in Chaodu ate relief food every day, barely surviving, so where would they get so much devout faith?

Born into suffering, there is no redemption.

The vast majority of people at the bottom of society in this world have a broad range of beliefs.

This time, Duncan was not included in the accelerated time flow of the Clock Angels. As he synchronized with the abnormal time flow, the Immortal's figure was already surrounded by dozens of warships, with countless dark cannons aimed at his position.

This is an attempt to wipe him off the map!

Dimensional space.

A prompt appears on the God-view projection page:

"Alarm! Alarm!"

"Tactical nuclear strike detected!..."

"An anomaly detected in the flow of time! ... The laws of time are being distorted! ... The flow of time is accelerating!..."

"Human host number three is dead!..."

In an instant!
The entire projection screen was enveloped in a terrifying white light. The figure of the Insightful Angel split into phantom images of data angels, but its target was not the Immortal - Duncan, but the third human host who was hiding beneath the hive and preparing to evacuate.

This guy possesses extremely powerful computing power and insight. His avatar is no match for the Immortal in a direct confrontation, yet he somehow found the location of the third human host.

With a fleeting glint of light, the Angel of Insight directly attacked the third human host.

Blood suddenly appeared!
The body of the third human host was pierced by the angel of insight. The lich Kangus instantly revealed his hideous ghost form. Although he barely managed to resist, the difference in strength was too great, and even cracks appeared on his skull.

"His Majesty!……"

"I'm sorry!...I've let you down!..."

As the third human host was killed by the avatar of the Angel of Insight, the lich Kangus also seemed to go berserk. Countless soul flames flew out from the eye sockets of his dark skull, and countless dead souls surged out like a tide. They devoured everything nearby and, to some extent, possessed the ability to harm the soul of the Data Angel.

Click!

The lich Kangus's skull shattered, and a soul escaped into the darkness, fleeing back into the hidden casket of life.

The existence of immortals is severed from reality.

However, it did not disappear immediately, but rather lost its anchor in reality.

It seems that while Duncan was fighting the Steel Angel, the Angel of Insight was already looking for the third human host.

pain!
A sting to the soul.

This was the first time Duncan had lost his human form. As his consciousness surged, a hazy outline emerged in a certain area of ​​the dimensional space—it was the third human form who had been assassinated by the Angel of Insight. He was placed in a certain location in the dimensional space, like a spirit-like figurine.

A notification appeared on the projection screen indicating that the descent carrier had been severed. After losing their anchor in reality, the existence of the immortals was gradually returning.

In the intense white light of a strategic nuclear strike.

The Immortal's figure flew out from the nuclear explosion. He looked seriously injured, with signs of melting in his body. As the power of faith from Avalon was poured in, Excalibur transformed into a lightsaber hundreds of meters long, slicing through the sky. Above the atmosphere, the magic within his body surged wildly, condensing into a physical form, and directly struck the space fortress in front of him.

Rumble!
A visible energy protective field appeared on the outer layer of the mechanical colossus, its dazzling light resembling an exploding star. Then, the invisible energy field shattered, the majestic fortress before them was torn apart, and hundreds of temples collapsed, the mechanical incantations chanted within them abruptly ceasing.

not enough!
Duncan has begun to squeeze out the last bit of magic from his body; his anchor in reality has been severed, and his return is only a matter of time.

The light sword formed from the power of faith swept across, and more than a dozen nearby warships exploded one after another, turning into countless fragments that fell into the atmosphere, burning wildly, like a meteor shower.

finally.

The magnificent mechanical fortress collapsed and fell, like a meteorite, creating a terrifying explosion upon impact with the ground.

"Sever the connection to reality!"

"Human incarnation number one has returned! ...Marking coordinates in the real world!..."

Duncan stood expressionless in front of the projection screen, watching the scene in World Three gradually darken. As his human host died, he also lost his connection with this world, leaving only a dimensional marker.

"Time freezes, time accelerates..."

Hard to guard against.

Duncan's understanding of the laws of time was still superficial; the Angel of Insight's computational power was too great. Even with his preparations, he couldn't prevent the sixth brother from launching a sneak attack. The enemy's ability to manipulate the flow of time kept Duncan on the defensive.

This was the first time he had suffered such a huge loss in the real world!

Three against one.

They even resorted to sneak attacks, showing no martial ethics.

His biggest weakness was that his third human host was not strong enough, and this weakness was also exploited by the Angel of Insight. With the help of the Clock Angel, the moment they discovered it was the moment his third human host died.

On the projected page, the legend's popularity began to grow steadily!
The legendary status he gained from this battle far surpassed that of slaying the Scourge of God, yet Duncan was still not happy, because without the ability to recreate a human body, he would probably find it difficult to enter this world again.

As the third projection screen froze, the final accumulated legend level stabilized at '50 points'.

Because of the huge population base, the legendary status it generates is also astonishing!

With a thought, Duncan conjured a black crystal fragment, resembling a Rubik's Cube, in his palm. The fragment contained countless tiny, intricate engravings and emitted a faint glow.

—"The Remains of the God of Machines (???): Unknown."

One of the human beings died.

Duncan ultimately gained approximately 50 Legend Points, plus a piece of the Machine God's Relic.

The Cult of the Machine God has too much control over that real-world realm. If it does anything, it will immediately attract the suppression of the guardian angels. Moreover, if it rises to the level of a catastrophe, it is possible that three guardian angels will appear at the same time.

However, there are seven guardian angels in total, and the other four have not yet appeared. If the threat escalates further, it is estimated that all seven angels may descend at the same time.

The enemy doesn't fight alone.

They will surely beat him up when he comes down.

They practically treated this material world as their private property.

"I'll be back someday!"

Duncan stood silently in front of the gray projection screen for a long time. With a gentle wave of his hand, the number one projection screen moved to the main position. However, with a thought, he saw a log notification on the gray projection screen.

—"In the year 4236 of the Mechanical Era, the Lich-Kangos secretly founded the Undead Mechanical Cult, and the Dark Mechanical Soul began to revive."

That lich is not dead yet.

Its life casket is still there, but its body is dead.

With a thought, Duncan conjured a spirit-like figurine of his third human host in his palm, just like a beautifully crafted doll.

—"Steel Cast Warrior - Duncan (Five-Star Silver Gray): The third human host who fell before he could grow up. Because of the existence of the lich Kangus, he left behind a certain legend in the world and was revered by the Undead Mechanicus as the incarnation of the Dark Angel."

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(End of this chapter)