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Chapter 680 The Rift Zone of the Reversed World, Giratina's Exclusive Dining Hall! Possessing a Real Heartbeat!

Second cycle.

In the Reverse World, there is no distinction between day and night. There is no sun, no moon, and not even a stable light source. The only "lighting" comes from gray rocks floating in the void—their surfaces occasionally emit a cold glow for unknown reasons and without any discernible pattern.

The baby dragon lay motionless on the rubble platform.

The injuries inflicted by the first devouring were far more severe than anticipated. Grayish-white burn marks covered nearly a third of its body surface, and large areas of scales on the left side of its head had fallen off, revealing the dark gray flesh beneath. Its left foreleg was completely numb from the knee down, dragging behind it like a piece of scrap wood.

But the tiny, dark red dot the size of a bean inside its chest cavity was pulsating.

Just once. Just once. Just once.

The rhythm was slow and weak, but it never stopped.

[Second Cycle, First Phase]

Three "virtual" objects are approaching your location from different directions. The closest one is about forty meters away.

Ye Yinchuan's consciousness hovered above this upside-down world, overlooking the entire situation.

Three.

Last time I almost lost my life dealing with just one, and now there are three.

"This difficulty curve is even more abstract than beating the 'Souls' series." He muttered to himself, but his hands didn't stop, quickly analyzing the positions and movement trajectories of the three "virtual" entities.

One came from directly in front, moving the fastest. Another climbed up the inverted rock face below and to the left, moving at a moderate speed. The third was the furthest away, but its size was twice that of the first two.

We can't fight it head-on.

In its current state, the young dragon can only absorb one prey at most. Attacking three at once would be tantamount to sending itself to its doom.

Ye Yinchuan's gaze swept over the surrounding terrain.

The rubble platform wasn't very large, about twenty meters in circumference. But at its edge, there was a narrow crack, just wide enough for the young dragon's slender body to squeeze through. The other end of the crack connected to a larger, overhanging rock mass, with a two-meter-long void fault in the middle.

jump over?

Given the young dragon's current physical condition, that two-meter distance was an insurmountable chasm. Moreover, its wing membranes couldn't even open, leaving it with no gliding ability whatsoever.

But if you don't jump

A critical decision point has emerged!

[A: Defend in place, using the cracks in the rubble platform as cover, and defeat the "Virtual" enemies one by one as they approach.]

[B: Take the initiative—before the three "voids" can surround them, prioritize devouring the closest one, then retreat while wounded.]

[C: Fall - Jump off the edge of the rubble platform, using the unstable gravity field of the Reversed World to gamble on the possibility of "falling upwards".]

Ye Yinchuan stared at option C.

Falling upwards.

In the normal world, jumping from a height results in falling downwards. But in the reversed world, gravity is chaotic—here, if you jump off a cliff, you might fall into the abyss or be bounced back into the sky.

bet.

Pure gambling.

"In the simulation of Snorlax, I relied on the optimal solution. But the legend of Giratina doesn't allow for the optimal solution."

Ye Yinchuan's finger stopped on C.

A dragon without wings learns to fly not by spreading its wings—but by falling.

"C".

You dragged your broken body towards the edge of the rubble platform. Your left foreleg was completely useless; you could only use your remaining three legs and your chin to move inch by inch.

The first "illusory" object is 15 meters away from you.

You didn't look back at it.

You've climbed to the edge.

In the image, the young dragon's two front claws grip the edges of the rubble. It looks down at its feet, or rather, its feet are "up".

Space in the Reverse World is severely distorted in this area. Below the rubble platform is a hazy void, but at the "bottom" of the void hangs another dense cluster of rocks. The size, shape, and arrangement of those rocks are completely chaotic, as if someone had smashed an entire mountain and casually scattered them into the air.

The nearest upside-down rock is about six meters "below".

six meters.

It's not two meters.

The system's choice was to "gamble on the possibility of falling upwards."

What if the actual situation is worse than Ye Yinchuan predicted? If the direction of gravity does not reverse, this six-meter free fall would be enough to smash a young dragon without wing membrane protection into pieces.

"Xu" was already five meters behind him.

The young dragon did not hesitate.

It loosened its claws.

The moment my body detached from the rubble platform, a wave of weightlessness washed over me. If the chaotic air currents of the reversed world could be called wind, they rushed into its open mouth, emitting a muffled, whooshing sound.

one second.

The direction hasn't changed. It's falling "down".

two seconds.

The speed was increasing. Halfway through the six-meter distance had been covered. The overhanging rocks below were getting closer, their sharp edges capable of piercing anything.

Gravity reversed in three seconds.

There was no warning, no transition. It was as if an invisible hand, at some random point in time, rotated the direction of gravity in the entire region by 180 degrees.

The young dragon's body suddenly paused, then it sprang "upward" at the same speed.

The fall turned into an ascent.

It crashed into the dense rubble above, its body tumbling, colliding, and bouncing among the rocks. Each impact was accompanied by a dull thud from its bones and the sound of its scales cracking.

pain.

It hurts everywhere.

But it is alive.

Moreover, its current location is at least 30 meters away from the original three "virtual" locations.

In the Reverse World, vertical distance is equivalent to safe distance. Because the "Virtual" are semi-fluid, their movement efficiency is extremely poor when resisting random gravity—they have no claws to cling to, no wings to fly, and can only slowly crawl along the rock surface.

The young dragon was stuck between two pieces of rubble, panting heavily.

It had more than a dozen new wounds on its body. The joint of its right hind leg was dislocated, and a complete scale on its back was knocked off, revealing a wound the size of a thumb, from which dark gray blood seeped.

But its eyes—those dark red eyes—were a little brighter than when it was born.

A very faint trace.

But it really did light up.

[You successfully evaded three "illusory" objects through the fall. The reversal of gravity bought you a brief window of safety.]

[Current antimatter core integrity: 0.7% (unchanged)]

Current level of physical damage: 67%

Ye Yinchuan looked at the number "67%".

The percentage after the first battle was 43%.

It's currently at 67%.

However, the antimatter core still only accounts for 0.7%.

This means that the young dragon consumed nearly a quarter of its body reserves without gaining any benefits.

This is unsustainable.

If you don't eat and just get beaten, you can't last more than a few cycles.

"I need to find a safe hunting environment," Ye Yinchuan quickly calculated in his mind. "In the reversed world, where can I find places where I can eat 'Void' without getting ganged up on?"

There seems to be only one answer—the gravitationally unstable region.

The fall he had just experienced had given him an insight. "Void" was extremely inefficient at countering random gravity. If the young dragon could find an area where gravity frequently reversed, it would be a natural maze for "Void".

For a dragon with claws that can climb rocks, even if it only has four legs, even if one is crippled—that's actually its home turf.

New words appeared on the tattered scroll.

It was as if they had read Ye Yinchuan's mind.

You smelled an odor wafting from "above." It wasn't the stench of decay, but a sharp, metallic scent, like sparks flying when metal is torn apart.

That's the smell of a distorted spacetime.

Deep within the inverted world lies an extreme region known as the "Rift Zone." There, time and space are in a constant state of disintegration, and gravity changes direction every few seconds.

For the vast majority of living organisms, "fissure zones" are off-limits.

But for you...

The text was interrupted abruptly.

Then, only two words came out.

【--canteen.】

Ye Yinchuan almost burst out laughing.

canteen.

What a great cafeteria!

In the image, the young dragon tilts its head, its nostrils flaring slightly. It smells the metallic, sparkling scent. There is no fear in its eyes, only the most primal reaction of a creature facing its prey.

hungry.

It began to move. Its three usable legs worked in alternating motion, while its dislocated right hind leg was secured by its tail and dragged behind it. The movement was slow, and its posture was so pathetic it was almost unbearable to watch.

But the direction is clear.

Heading towards that smell.

Towards the fracture zone.

Towards its dining hall.

【————】

Time is immeasurable.

In the reversed world, Ye Yinchuan lost the ability to accurately perceive time. He could only roughly judge it by the "cycle" numbers that appeared on the scroll.

Third cycle. Fourth cycle. Fifth cycle.

The young dragon reached the edge of the rift zone.

The sight there startled Ye Yinchuan.

Space is cracking.

This is not a metaphor. It is a physical crack. Black cracks hang in the void, some hundreds of meters long, others only as thick as a finger. Tiny fragments of space constantly peel away from the edges of the cracks, like a glass wall shattering.

Around the crack, gravity was like a maddened spinning top. Rocks were rising, falling, rotating, and colliding erratically. A half-ton rock was "rising" one moment, and the next second it was violently pulled "down," smashing another piece of rubble that was "moving" horizontally.

Chaos. Utter chaos.

But amidst this chaos, the density of "emptiness" is actually higher.

A large number of "virtual" entities were attracted by some kind of energy leaking from the rifts and gathered around the periphery of the rift zone. They wriggled and crowded together as they approached those spacetime rifts, like moths to a flame.

But the frequent reversals of gravity made it difficult for them to move. Those semi-fluid bodies that had no limbs to cling to were broken up, reassembled, and broken up again in the constant rising, falling and collisions.

For a dragon with claws, the young dragon gripped a rock at the edge of the fissure. Gravity reversed beneath its feet. Its body suddenly floated "up," but its four claws remained firmly clenched on the rock surface, its nails embedded in the cracks, unmoving.

Two seconds later, gravity returned. It fell back onto the rock surface, causing the wound to bleed again.

It looked around. The three "virtual" objects were tumbling helplessly in mid-air, ten meters away, being pulled into various deformities by the chaotic gravity.

The young dragon's mouth, if it could be called a mouth, curved upwards at one degree.

Then it opened its mouth.

This time, it did not wait for the enemy to get close.

It jumped out on its own.

In the brief moment of gravity reversal, it loosened its claws, allowing gravity to "throw" it toward the nearest "virtual." In mid-air, it twisted its body, stretched out its four claws, and accurately grasped the semi-liquid shell of the "virtual."

It bites. It devours.

three seconds.

Gravity reversed again.

The young dragon was flung in another direction. But it already had half of the "Void" in its mouth.

The remaining half was pulled apart by gravity and scattered in the void.

Antimatter core integrity: 1.1%

the second.

The young dragon crashed into a spinning rock, using the force to propel itself towards the second struggling "void".

Six seconds.

This time it's even faster.

Antimatter core integrity: 1.5%

The third.

That "void" had already been torn into three pieces by gravity. The young dragon only needed to open its mouth and swallow each piece one by one, like eating parts on a conveyor belt.

Antimatter core integrity: 2.1%

Ye Yinchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The rift zone strategy worked. In this chaotic area, the young dragons gained an overwhelming terrain advantage with their claws and climbing abilities. "Void" here is not a hunter, but a buffet served on the table.

On the tattered scroll, the text began to flow faster.

Numerous "cycles" are compressed into brief descriptions, like fast-forwarded footage.

[Tenth Cycle: You have established a foothold in the Rift Zone. The integrity of your antimatter core has increased to 7.3%. You have regained sensation in your left foreleg, and your dislocated right hind leg has been reset. The burned scars have healed, transforming into a dark gray carapace harder than your original scales. You have grown larger, nearly half the size of a normal Giratina of your age. But you still only have four legs and still no wings.]

Twentieth Cycle: Antimatter Core Integrity Reaches 16.8%. You begin to actively release trace amounts of antimatter energy. It's not a technique, nor a skill; it's more like the natural heat emanating from your skin as you breathe. But that invisible antimatter membrane grants your skin a natural immunity to "virtual" corrosive particles. From this moment on, you no longer need to use...

They were injured in exchange for food.

[Thirtieth Cycle: Antimatter Core Integrity Exceeds 25%. Your chest cavity is no longer an empty hollow. A dark red sphere the size of an egg floats behind your sternum, each pulse accompanied by a visible dark red pulsation.]

You now have a heartbeat.

Upon seeing this line of text, Ye Yinchuan's breath hitched for a moment.

heartbeat.

A dragon without a heart spent thirty cycles devouring countless "voids" before finally creating a heart for itself.

In the image, the young dragon—no, it can no longer be called a "young dragon"—stands on a huge floating rock deep within the rift zone.

Its size was already that of an adult male lion. Its four legs were thick and powerful, covered with layers of dark gray scales. The two wing membranes on its back, which had once shrunk, were still far from being able to fly, but they had now unfolded, like two tattered battle flags.

Its eyes have changed.

No longer dull and murky.

Within his dark red pupils, a profound light burned silently.

That was the light belonging to the god of antimatter.

Although faint, it was enough to make any "illusion" within a hundred meters instinctively detour.

Thus, the first phase of "sacrificing a pawn" has come to an end.

From prey to hunter.

Ye Yinchuan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

The text on the scroll suddenly changed color.

It changed from its original grayish-white color to a glaring dark red.

【--warn】

The energy fluctuations in the fracture zone caught its attention.

[An entity that has never appeared in your area before is crossing the "layers" of the inverted world and moving towards your location.]

That's not "illusion."

That is "devouring".

Ye Yinchuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

In the image, the entire void in a certain direction deep within the rift zone collapsed.

Dozens of floating rocks shattered as if struck by a giant's palm, turning into dust and scattering in all directions. Even the spacetime rifts suspended in the void trembled and deformed violently.

In the darkness, one eye opened.

One.

Dark purple eyes, over three meters in diameter.

Its body was still hidden behind the shattered fragments of space, its full appearance obscured. But with just the gaze of that one eye, the young Giratina in the image shattered the rock beneath its feet with all four legs in a single instant.

It's not a fighting spirit.

It was an instinctive urge to run away.

【"bite"

Reversing the true top of the world's food chain.

If "Void" represents plankton, then "Devourer" represents the blue whale.

It's not something you can fight against right now.

The crucial words for the decision haven't yet appeared on the tattered scroll.

Ye Yinchuan's hands were already clenched.

The hellish boss level is here.