MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 344 The Great Filter (5)

The moment Tiga descended, the instant his information as a super-energy individual was captured, the vacuum boiled!

This time, the mechanical island did not communicate via signal to allow other mechanical islands in more distant areas to come and provide support via space jump, as it had done before.

They chose a more direct, and also more terrifying, approach.

That is to directly disturb the vacuum itself!
That perpetually moving vacuum energy sea, teeming with all possibilities, was instantly programmed with instructions and transformed into a processing plant of unimaginable scale.

As Tiga arrived, more than 30 million mechanical islands sprang up and coalesced out of thin air like stardust, their number resembling a sky full of stars.

These endless mechanical islands began to coalesce from the very first moment of their creation.

They collided without friction, like the most intricate phantoms in the universe, overlapping and compressed together in a strange way.

In the end, the more than 3000 million mechanical islands coalesced into a giant metal egg, only the size of a single mechanical island, which floated in front of Tiga.

With the merger, its quality has increased dramatically, but its volume has stagnated.

This means that its density has exceeded the limits of ordinary people's imagination.

The light of the new city flickered, and he calculated the total mass of all the mechanical islands, but the calculation results showed that even if all 30 million islands were merged, their density would be far less than that of white dwarf matter.

This thing, which is even inferior to matter with the strong interaction force, is essentially no different from tofu to Ultraman Tiga at present.

However, the formation of the giant metal egg was just the beginning; its mass was still growing exponentially!
"Could it be... that it is continuously drawing mass-energy from the vacuum?"

Combining the signals from the mechanical islands he had received earlier, Xincheng immediately realized that these 30 million mechanical islands were probably just a basic material, the lowest unit used to build the black hole engine in the "decompressed" technological data!

In just a moment, spacetime was distorted by the endless surge of the giant egg's terrifying mass.

The giant egg, which was originally surrounded by a cold metallic luster, swallowed all the surrounding light in the blink of an eye, turning into a pure black silhouette, an absolute darkness to which even light yielded.

Boom...boom...boom...

Like the heartbeat of the beginning of the universe, a strange vibration, centered on the pitch-black giant egg, spread wildly outwards with an invisible gravitational field, distorting space itself and shaking the foundation of matter.

Ultraman Tiga's gaze remained calm as he quietly stared ahead.

The giant egg formed from the mechanical island solidified its shape at an incredibly fast rate.

At first, it was a colossus made up of tiny silhouettes of the abyss, but at the moment of its birth, its size rapidly increased from its initial minuscule form to a terrifying existence the size of the moon.

That pure, despairing blackness is the event horizon of a black hole, representing the critical point of a gravitational field from which even light cannot escape.

The danger sensors in the new city are frantically alarming. This thing has a mass that has exceeded 1.17 × 10^33 kg, which is roughly equivalent to the total mass of 600 suns!

This is an incredibly terrifying efficiency; in just a short instant, it somehow managed to extract the mass of 600 suns from the vacuum in the vicinity.

Moreover, the vacuum did not immediately decay due to this pressure?
This rate of growth surpasses the highest speed of matter and information transmission—the speed of light!
Rather than growth, it's more accurate to say that the moment the black hole engine was built, a massive amount of mass was instantly filled through some kind of wormhole technology.

At a more macroscopic level of spacetime, it constructs a nested structure, a black hole battle body composed of two layers of black holes!
The space around it was like silk being kneaded by an invisible force, fragile and distorted.

All the starlight from distant background galaxies begins to bend dramatically a few light-seconds from their surface, being torn into countless broken arcs of light and dazzling Einstein rings.

This is definitely not right!

A black hole with a mass equivalent to just over 600 suns could not possibly have its gravitational field spread over an astronomical distance of several light-seconds without significantly weakening.

A kind of advanced spacetime technology seems to have precisely concentrated and interfered with its gravitational field, forcibly compressing the gravity that should have leaked to all dimensions, and concentrating a portion of it towards the three-dimensional spacetime.

In this way, the gravitational force density and propagation distance within a unit space are increased by more than 100,000 times!
Xincheng saw that a small asteroid that was originally drifting in the starry sky was pulled into a scorching filament by this terrifying gravity, like a broken thread, spiraling and falling into that absolute darkness.

There was no reflection, no scattering, only a silent, all-consuming shadow.

Occasionally, faint, almost invisible, dim red light would emanate from the edges of its outline.

That was a small amount of energy leaked from Hawking radiation.

Tiga could also clearly feel that at this moment, he was struggling as if he were in solidified light mud.

At the edge of this newly born black hole colossus, even as a quantum life form, one can clearly perceive the slowing of time by comparing it with the external spacetime frame of reference. It's as if one is frozen in viscous amber that has lasted for billions of years.

If one does not actively unleash power to distort time and re-anchor the external frame of reference here, any being will fall into a desperate situation where time is almost frozen, while the other party can still move freely and one is at the mercy of others.

The gravitational field of the black hole giant is tearing Ultraman Tiga's body apart.

This black hole, with a mass exceeding 600 solar masses, exerts a gravitational pull that pushes the limits of the universe's structural integrity within this region.

This is the most powerful attack that nothing can escape.

Around the black hole colossus, from three-dimensional to four-dimensional, and even more dimensions beyond human comprehension, the subtle spatial structures are undergoing distortions and collapses invisible to the naked eye.

The originally calm vacuum energy sea first boiled violently due to the intense extraction of energy, and then fell into a dead silence as the energy was completely drained.

This means that within several astronomical units, all the vacuum energy is being extracted invisibly and continuously, becoming an inexhaustible source of energy for the black hole giant.

Apart from the two warships protected by Tiga, all interstellar matter in this region was disintegrated at the atomic scale by the violent force of spacetime. Its mass energy was evaporated, turning into the most primitive energy dust, all of which flowed into that darkness.

This area has been completely transformed into a dead zone of energy for all beings.

Whether it's the energy stored within ourselves or the energy we try to draw from the outside world, it has become an unattainable luxury.

Because all energy is completely monopolized by this absolute darkness.

However, faced with this terrifying existence capable of devouring stars and destroying an entire starry sky, Ultraman Tiga remained silent.

Despite possessing the power to nip it in the bud before it even took shape, he chose to remain silent and observe.

Deep within those enormous white eyes, a faint light flickered, silently observing some unseen essence along the formation trajectory of the Black Hole Colossus and along those long-vanished mechanical islands.

Shinjo had no idea what Ultraman Tiga was thinking at that moment.

His soul structure was severely damaged by the previous battle, and his extradimensional senses were shrouded in a thick black mist by the pervasive gravitational field, making it difficult to detect any subtle spacetime fluctuations.

Only after Tiga descended and placed the jewel in his chest did he relax his tense nerves slightly, gazing at the cluster of thirty million mechanical islands, a tiny speck of dust in the starry sky. "Daigo, you've arrived just in time. The others should be here soon, and the refugees on these two ships will be saved."

But just a moment later, his tone faltered, and his gaze turned to the pitch-black colossus that devoured all light. A sense of unease welled up within him, and he asked in a low voice, "That thing... can our Land of Light really deal with it?"

"Perhaps..." Tiga's voice was flat and cold, without any inflection. He settled Shinjo in, then slowly clenched his fists, as if gathering some kind of power.

"Daigo...you?" Shinjo's heart sank suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of foreboding rose in his mind.

Before becoming Ultraman Tiga, Daigo of the Victory Team was a well-known gentleman in TPC.

No matter how rigorous the training or how arduous the task, he always wore a gentle smile, as if no difficulty could discourage him.

That wasn't a pretense, but rather a radiant warmth emanating from within, comforting everyone around them.

He was like a little sun, constantly radiating warmth and comfort to everyone who came into contact with him.

It was only during the extermination war between Golza and Melba that Shinjo first glimpsed the fury deep in Daigo's eyes.

Afterwards, having fully evolved into Ultraman Tiga, he was enveloped in an indescribable divine aura.

It is a compassion that extends a helping hand to evil and comforts sorrow, and a tenacity that never gives up no matter what dire straits one faces.

This kind of divinity is unmatched even by the Electromagnetic God who later joined the Land of Light.

Even when he recently ordered the hunt down of malicious cultural life forms, Shinjo sensed a profound sorrow behind Daigo's cold killing intent, a sorrow born for all victims and perpetrators.

However, Shinjo, who was slowly recovering from his injuries by being one with Tiga, could not sense a single emotion in Tiga's sea of ​​consciousness.

There was no anger, no murderous intent, no pity, not even sadness.

Facing the colossal black hole that could distort spacetime and devour everything, Tiga's gaze seemed to be fixed on a forming natural black hole, a cold and indifferent cosmic spectacle.

Absolutely no emotion whatsoever.

(End of this chapter)