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Chapter 217 Feather Divine Might: The True Background of the Genesis Engine!

With this order given, the battlefield began to operate again.

At this moment, the only remaining heavy armored vehicle, its eyes flashing red light and emitting a huge roar, forcefully smashed through the rumbler that was trying to block it with its steel body. The rumbler was forced to retreat for a moment due to the flying rocks.

The former's massive metal body forcibly turned, and its heavy claws, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, slammed down towards Ling Feng's location!

At the same time, the main gun on its back emitted a piercing overload hum, and the blazing white light from the muzzle converged wildly, aiming directly at Ling Feng!
Three equally battered but still barely levitating Magneton, like machines executing final commands, ignored the oncoming attacks and forcibly aimed their electrodes at Ling Feng. The violent current compressed on their bodies into three huge lightning balls containing destructive energy!

Even several heavily armored infantrymen who had lost their Pokémon and gone mad raised their smoking energy rifles, their red dots fixed firmly on Ling Feng!
All the attacks, all the destructive intent, ignored all other targets on the battlefield at this moment, only to completely annihilate the person in that corner!

Gengar sensed the lock from all sides, and its purple body tensed up instantly. After hesitating for a moment, it disregarded everything and stood in front of Ling Feng with its arms outstretched.

This scene surprised Ling Feng a bit. He hadn't known this guy for long, but it seemed like he really considered him family.
He glanced at the destructive storm that had gathered the last of the battlefield's power, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, and sighed softly.

Tsk, I still lost money.

He slightly turned his palm, and a feather quietly lay in his palm.

It was a feather about a foot long, its entire body shimmering with an indescribable iridescent light, with seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—flowing harmoniously within it.

The feather itself didn't release much energy, but in the instant it appeared—

hum...

An indescribable surge of power instantly engulfed the entire battlefield!
Under the influence of this light, the steel claws that the mech was about to strike became sluggish and heavy, the light condensed on the surface of those cannons disappeared instantly, and the energy on the surface of the Magneton's compressed Destruction Thunderball fluctuated violently and disappeared directly into the air!

Even the soldiers' fingers, which were about to pull the trigger, were frozen in place by an irresistible force, and a strange impulse to lay down their weapons surged from the depths of their souls!

Ling Feng simply tossed the rainbow-colored feather in his hand forward lightly.

call--

There was no deafening explosion, no beam of light tearing everything apart, only a visible seven-colored halo, centered on the feather, spreading out gently yet rapidly like a tide, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield!

Where the rainbow light swept, the Crystal Lamp Spirit's enormous purple flame swayed slightly, becoming more stable and powerful, as if it had received some kind of buff.

The Pokémon of the Watchers, such as Snorlax and Golem, had their remaining small wounds disappear instantly, their stamina replenished in an instant, and an unprecedented aura surged from their entire bodies!
On the Alliance side, the heavily armored Rathalos and the augmented Magneton, which were swept by the halo, looked like filth washed away by water!
The cold alloy armor on their bodies began to emit wisps of eerie black smoke, then burst into flames and quickly disappeared!
The entire battlefield fell into a strange stillness and silence.

Centered on Ling Feng, an invisible absolute domain filled with endless vitality and tranquility quietly formed, and a huge phantom appeared behind him.

The moment that phantom appeared, it was as if the entire underground world had been suddenly illuminated!

It was enormous, radiating a rainbow-like light, with wings and long tail feathers that looked like they were made of flowing, seven-colored flames, so bright that it was almost blinding.

"Wow—!"

A soul-piercing, majestic cry resounded directly in the hearts of everyone!

Immediately afterwards, an indescribably powerful aura, mixed with awe-inspiring vitality and terrifying pressure, surged outwards like a tsunami!

The entire venue fell completely silent instantly.

Everyone froze in place, as if frozen in time. Trainers and their Pokémon alike remained motionless, even forgetting to breathe.

They stared wide-eyed at the enormous phantom that almost covered half the sky.

Such a powerful being... such an aura... this was naturally the first time they had ever seen anything like it in their lives!

Before this phantom of Ho-Oh, radiating seven-colored light and possessing overwhelming power, everyone and Pokémon were filled with nothing but awe and reverence, not daring to even breathe.

The previous order to kill Ling Feng seemed utterly insignificant in the face of the immense power displayed by this small rainbow feather.

The madness and determination on the faces of the Alliance soldiers, driven by their death orders, vanished instantly as if doused with a bucket of ice water, followed by the fear that followed their recovery.

It was not fear of the enemy, but dread of a power beyond comprehension!

This power, though sacred and warm, was more terrifying to them than anything else!

"Run! Run!!"

I don't know who was the first to shout it out, their voice filled with sobs and despair.

This order was like toppling the last domino.

boom!
The League soldiers and Pokémon, who were barely holding their formation and trying to carry out Quinn's crazy orders, completely collapsed.

What does it matter if it's a top priority elimination or a military order? None of that matters in the face of this mythical shadow!

It wasn't just the people; the engines of those heavy armored vehicles roared shrilly, their tracks spinning wildly backward, and the exploding Magneton colliding with each other in terror, scrambling towards the entrance.

Alliance soldiers even fought each other to be the first to squeeze into the narrow entrance passage, creating a chaotic scene.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash! Get back here! Execute orders!!"

Quinn stood amidst the chaos, his face ashen, yelling into the communicator.

But his authoritative voice was drowned out by the shouts of the soldiers, making it sound rather powerless.

He tried to draw his gun and shoot the deserter, but he couldn't even lift his arm!

The power of that divine shadow was so great that he could no longer even hold a gun and fire, let alone do anything else.

Just then, a huge purple figure, radiating a scorching aura, pounced over!
It's the evolved Chandelure!

The eerie flames instantly spread across the ground, forming a barrier that trapped him in place!

Immediately afterwards, Mo Heng led several elite Watchers who had reacted to the situation to rush up as well.

Aunt Hong's wounds had completely healed. She quickly stepped forward, a weapon she had picked up from the Alliance soldier pointing steadily at Quinn's head.

The anvil, along with Golem and Snorlax, blocked Quinn's last escape route. "Don't move!"

Quinn's body stiffened instantly. He looked at the Watchers around him, who had just been utterly defeated by his troops but were now fully restored by the power of the phantom, their eyes burning with the flames of vengeance. He then looked at his own men, who had long since vanished without a trace.

Finally, his gaze fell on the rainbow-colored feather in Ling Feng's hand.

A hint of dejection and disbelief appeared on his cold face. He slowly loosened his grip on the communicator, letting it fall to the ground covered in dust and engine oil.

"you…"

He spoke hoarsely, trying to maintain his last shred of dignity, but his voice had lost all its strength.

He simply couldn't understand what was going on with this young man.
The things they brought out were all incredibly terrifying, one after another.

The candy from before was one thing, but what is this feather?

"Clean up the battlefield! Seize all usable equipment! Especially their communication and command equipment! Quickly!" Aunt Hong immediately gave the order.

The Watchers, recovering from their shock, erupted in cheers of relief and quickly sprang into action, beginning to collect the Alliance's abandoned weapons and the metal parts from the heavy but valuable armor wreckage.

Ling Feng put away his feathers, and the phantom of the Phoenix King immediately disappeared.

The effect of this item is indeed powerful. Phoenix King is indeed worthy of being a top-tier god. I am very satisfied with the pressure and effect just now.

But I still feel like it's a bit of a waste to just use it up like that...
As he pondered, he looked down to check the environmental recorder fixed to his chest. Confirming that the indicator light was still green and the data of the ground world he had captured was intact, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The sudden burst of feathers made him fear that the fragile instrument wouldn't be able to withstand such a strong energy impact.

Thankfully, this thing is fine, otherwise all my photos would have been for nothing.

He raised his head, his gaze locking onto Admiral Quinn, who was trapped by the chains of the Crystal Lamp Fire Spirit.

The general's uniform was covered in dust, and Ling Feng noticed that there was an inconspicuous, palm-sized black metal plate hanging from his waist.

As Ling Feng's gaze fell upon him, the other person instinctively covered that thing.

Ling Feng suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Mo Heng," Ling Feng called the old smoker by his current name, "take a look at that thing on his waist."

Upon hearing this, Mo Heng stepped forward and, under Quinn's gaze, unceremoniously ripped off the black data panel.

The data board is heavy to the touch, with no interfaces on the surface, only a small biometric area flashing a faint red light.

"Hmph," Quinn sneered as he watched this scene. The emotions from his previous defeat seemed to have vanished, and he returned to his condescending demeanor. "The highest level of 'Ark' core encryption, physical isolation, dynamic biometric key binding. You bunch of gutter rats, even if you were given five hundred years, you wouldn't get a chance..."

However, his words were not finished yet.

Mo Heng's face remained expressionless. He simply reached into the pocket of his greasy coat and pulled out something that looked like a metal finger cot, still covered in a dark red, solidified substance.

That was a body part he had just removed from the finger of an Alliance officer who had been burned by the chandelier spirit.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed hard on a groove on the side of the data panel with the index finger of his metal prosthetic leg!
"Ka"

A very faint sound rang out.

At the same time, a faint blue light shone from his fingertips, as if he were inputting some complex instructions.

hum-

The black coating on the data board disappeared instantly, revealing the smooth screen underneath.

The screen lit up, and the blue progress bar started scrolling rapidly!
General Quinn's sneer froze completely. His icy eyes widened again today, staring intently at Mo Heng's skillful fingers and his weathered face, as if trying to discern something.

"Who...who are you?! How do you know about the Ark's engineer backdoor protocol?!" His voice trembled slightly.

Mo Heng ignored him completely, staring intently at the screen. A few seconds later, with a crisp "beep," the complex permission authentication interface on the screen disappeared, replaced by a dense array of folders and charts.

"Alright, it's unlocked." Mo Heng shrugged and handed the unlocked data panel to Ling Feng.

Quinn's face completely lost all color at this moment, turning deathly pale, as if all his energy had been drained away in an instant.

His last bit of confidence was easily taken away by the other party in a way he couldn't understand at all.

What on earth is going on today? Why is everything so unlucky?

Ling Feng took the metal data panel, tapped the smooth screen a few times, and found that the data panel seemed to have recorded a lot of information.

Mo Heng also came over, and the two of them browsed through the information that was classified as top secret.

After reading only a few pages, Ling Feng and Mo Heng's expressions simultaneously turned extremely solemn, their brows furrowing tightly together.

The full picture of that "Genesis Engine" project is far more complex than they had previously imagined.

This is by no means a mild energy device. The engineering diagrams on the data panel clearly show that it is an enormous geothermal directional blasting and guiding system!
Its core components are all placed in the most vulnerable connection points of the Earth's crust—those energy layers known as "earth veins".

The core of the plan is to simultaneously detonate compressed bombs placed at several major ley line nodes at a precisely calculated time, creating a massive artificial rift zone, and then extracting a large amount of energy in one go!
The goal of this plan is to forcibly extract all the energy from the Earth's core and deep mantle in the shortest possible time by creating an energy surge through tearing apart the Earth's veins.

As for the consequences
Inside the data panel, an assessment report described it in the most concise language.

The torn earth will trigger a chain reaction of supervolcanic eruptions and devastating earthquakes. The raging, out-of-control ley line energy will create an energy storm that will sweep across the entire surface world, enough to completely shred the surface ecosystem that has only recovered for five hundred years, turning it into scorched earth.

The underground world, having lost the surface as an ecological buffer and energy source, will also be affected, potentially leading to landslides and catastrophic accidents in some areas.

[Once the plan begins, the negative impacts cannot be eliminated; it is best to make a careful decision.]

(End of this chapter)