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The temperature inside the carriage plummeted.

The air was so compressed that it was physically distorted to the naked eye.

Su Yuan sat in the chair.

The three-colored vertical pupils stared intently at the familiar name on the dark gold control panel.

The vortex in his pupils came to a complete halt.

His breathing slowed to its limit.

The image from when he was sixteen years old was slammed into his mind.

A cramped room.

Humid air.

Large sections of inferior wall paint are peeling off.

That was the dilapidated rental house he used to live in.

And that corpse covered with a white sheet.

That was his only family in this messed-up world.

The police report at the time concluded that it was an accidental death.

Black and white on white paper.

It was stamped with a bright red official seal.

I was powerless at the time.

He could only tremble as he clutched that thin report.

Fine frost began to form on the obsidian marble floor.

Frost spread wildly across the floor.

Even the metal edges of the control panel were covered with a layer of white frost.

This oppressive feeling, capable of crushing one's soul, instantly filled the entire space.

Wang Hu was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

He swallowed hard.

His intact left hand tightly covered the mechanical right arm, which was still emitting static sparks.

They were afraid that any gear turning might cause the slightest disturbance.

If you anger Su Yuan at this moment, you will definitely be torn into quarks.

The small fire kept retreating.

My back was pressed against the cold carriage wall.

He felt that his core fruit had stopped spinning under this pressure.

The treasure-guarding spirit even shrank directly into the deepest part of the treasure chest.

It even welded the lid shut from the inside.

He employed the ultimate physical method of breath-holding.

Su Yuan made no extra movements.

He extended his right index finger expressionlessly.

The fingertip pointed to the folder named "List of Abandoned Observers of the Past".

He wants to peel back this layer of skin.

Let's see what disgusting files and coordinates are hidden inside.

The instant your fingertip touches the holographic screen.

A sudden change occurred.

The control panel suddenly emitted a blinding scarlet halo.

This is not a typical data protection program.

This is a law-level encryption wall hidden deep within the physical host.

The highest level of access control was set up by the chess player himself.

The lock's design is extremely malicious.

Every layer of code is permeated with destructive properties.

The encryption firewall instantly locked all file data.

The text on the holographic screen was distorted into a jumbled mess.

Then it releases high-dimensional physical heat of tens of thousands of degrees in the opposite direction.

The intense heat gushed out from the holographic screen.

The air inside the carriage was instantly heated to a plasma state.

It wanted to burn the entire control panel, along with Su Yuan's hand, to ashes.

at the same time.

A string of green gibberish began to jump wildly in the red light.

It is sending a top-level alert to some unknown coordinate outside the universe.

The warning message was transmitted outward through an extremely unusual frequency band.

Someone has accessed top-secret information.

Xiao Huo and Wang Hu were shocked.

They thought that once they had secured the physical computer cases, they had completely gained control of the situation.

They thought they had already trampled this so-called real universe under their feet.

I never imagined that the mastermind behind this was so vicious.

There's a self-destruct mechanism hidden in the lowest-level code that can drag others down with it at any time.

Moreover, this is a data-driven attack that they cannot comprehend at all.

This silent and calculated approach left them feeling deeply powerless and terrified.

"Trying to destroy things in front of me?"

Su Yuan coldly uttered a few words.

His tone was chillingly violent.

He didn't back down an inch.

The pure white halo around the right eye was extremely bright.

The inner universe within my chest was spinning wildly.

He forcibly retrieved the first-generation physical constants that had just been digested.

Add conceptual negation.

Two extreme forces enveloped his right hand.

Intricate tricolor patterns appeared on the bone armor.

He spread his five fingers.

He grabbed that ball of scarlet, high-dimensional, high-heat energy.

The intense heat of the physical body caused him to struggle wildly in his palm.

However, it was completely suppressed by the true source matter.

He gripped it tightly.

The high heat energy was directly crushed.

The scattered red energy fragments were stripped of their meaning before they even hit the ground.

The string of garbled alerts that was being sent out frantically was forcibly intercepted halfway.

He abruptly cut off the information flow.

He forcibly defined the command for physical meltdown as "non-existent".

All red alerts have been turned off.

The red light shattered.

The underlying data was roughly pulled out by Su Yuan.

The holographic projection is like a curtain that has been torn open.

A blurry yet incredibly realistic image was projected directly into the air above the train carriage.

Rental housing.

It's still the same rented room.

Peeling paint on the walls, moldy bed sheets.

But there was no accidental death at all.

A beam of white light suddenly descended from the void.

This light has no temperature.

It was filled with mechanical indifference.

It enveloped that familiar figure.

The white light underwent an extremely brutal physical scan.

The target is peeled away layer by layer from the cellular level.

Then it forcibly extracted all the source matter that existed in the other party.

This is not murder.

This directly erases the physical entity.

The person instantly turned into a pile of empty data fragments.

Xiao Huo and Wang Hu gasped in shock.

They watched helplessly as living people were transformed into a few lines of code.

They finally understood.

This is the true trump card and cruel methods of the mastermind behind the scenes.

It treats real-world people as data that can be modified or deleted at will.

They view all living beings as electronic pets.

The video continues.

The source of the white light.

The chess player's extremely cold and indifferent face faintly appeared.

He was looking down on this "accident" from a higher dimension.

The archival materials have been completely declassified.

Su Yuan's eyes widened.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

His only relative is not just the "first abandoned observer".

That death.

It was a catalyst specially arranged by the chess player to stimulate the awakening of his "001 test subject".

All the pain.

All despair.

His tears and struggles in the dead of night.

It's all in someone else's script.

This is a blatant method of domestication.

They treat people like NPCs and manipulate them at will.

They squeeze every last bit of value out of the other to advance what they call the game's progress.

Su Yuan's anger transformed into a tangible tri-colored flame.

It gushed out from his pores.

The dark gold bone armor emitted a teeth-grinding scraping sound under the scorching flames.

He manipulated the three-colored flames, directly reversing the white light in the image back into the image.

We need to burn that phantom image through the lens of the image.

Burn through that dimension.

In the last half second before the image was about to collapse.

The phantom of a loved one suddenly began to move.

The other person slowly turned their head.

Across countless dimensions of space and time, they looked directly in Su Yuan's direction.

There was no pain in the phantom's eyes.

There is only the liberation of having completed one's mission.

With extremely faint yet incredibly clear lip movements, half a hidden code was left behind.

"Come find me on the true other side."

Su Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.

The gravity of the endogenous universe surged to its limit.

He followed the incomplete half of the code and mobilized all the real source materials to forcibly analyze it.

Countless zeros and ones were frantically recombinating in mid-air.

The deluge of data stirred up a small storm inside the train carriage.

Each set of code operations consumes a massive amount of physical energy.

An ultimate coordinate system that is completely out of the current structure of the universe was forcibly extracted.

It floats in mid-air.

It exudes a deep, dark blue hue.

The instant the coordinates are generated.

The dark gold control panel could no longer handle such a massive amount of information.

The hard base plate is red and smoking.

It turns directly into a pile of fine fly ash.

It drifted down from between Su Yuan's fingers.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

This ultimate coordinate has been deeply imprinted in the navigation matrix of the Emperor's Path Devourer.

The entire train's conduits resonated with a loud hum.

Even this colossal cosmic beast, thousands of meters long.

They all felt an instinctive fear and submission to the dimension represented by this coordinate.

This is not one of the universes it hunted before.

This is an absolute supernormal world that transcends all frameworks.

The coordinates are completely written into the system.

The layer of true source matter enveloping the Devourer underwent an extremely minute qualitative change.

The surface has an additional layer of dark coating.

It has become more profound.

It is more solid.

Wang Hu and Xiao Huo slumped onto the floor.

The two looked at each other.

They both saw the awe and deep numbness in each other's eyes.

They previously thought that by destroying a million-strong fleet and devouring the first generation of gods, they had already reached the pinnacle.

They thought this real universe was the end.

Only now do they truly realize this.

Whether it's the Council of Truth or the first generation of gods.

They're all just mudfish in this virtual pond.

Those arrogant congressmen are nothing more than mold in someone else's petri dish.

They are about to sail to.

It is a true abyss that completely surpasses all current cognitive limits.

That's the real hunting ground.

Su Yuan stood still.

The three-colored flames on his body slowly receded back into his body.

He calmed his raging emotions.

His face showed no extra expression.

After the extreme anger, only absolute coldness remains.

"Small fire."

"Coordinates set."

"Initiate the highest level of spatial warp."

Su Yuan coldly issued the order.

Little Fire quickly got up from the ground.

He frantically typed confirmation commands on the control panel.

His golden hair was completely soaked with sweat.

The engines of the Devourer roared furiously.

The pitcher plant's engine was running at top speed.

The behemoth tore through the already ravaged void.

Its massive body disappeared into the spatial rift.

Jump at full speed toward that unknown coordinate.

The stars outside the window turned into streaks of light and rushed backward.

The train travels through multi-dimensional space.

however.

Just as the train was about to leap out of the known boundaries of the universe.

The Devourer suddenly let out an extremely shrill screeching sound as it braked.

The immense physical inertia caused everyone in the carriage to lurch forward violently.

Spatial warp was forcibly stopped by some extremely terrifying physical mass.

The alarm lights came on again.

Su Yuan steadied himself.

Looking out the car window.

Those blocking their way.

It is a physical "Wall of Sighs" that stands between galaxies.

This wall is too big.

It is so large that even stars appear as dust before it.

The walls were a desolate grayish-white.

There are no rules governing the flow of the surface.

Only a physical barrier of purest form.

And the surface of that towering wall.

It was densely covered with countless nails that tried to cross the boundary.

The shriveled remains of a high-dimensional behemoth.

Those corpses were all as big as the current Devourer.

They remained in the contorted posture of struggling before death.

His empty eye sockets stared blankly in the direction of the train.