My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

Qin Meng flexed his wrists.

"Wasn't it enough that those insects in the abyss ate a great lord? Did they have to send over another big dish?"

The judge's two dark red orbs lit up simultaneously.

A voice directly entered Qin Meng's mind.

The information flows directly into his cerebral cortex, bypassing his ears and air conduction.

"Carbon-based pests, the Royal Court, in the name of judgment, declares that it will perform dimensional cleansing on your coordinate system. This is not war, this is pest control."

Qin Meng patted his head, shaking off the residual vibrations of that information flow from his neural pathways.

"Insecticide?"

His neck tilted, and his joints creaked.

"I destroyed one of the bugs' nests, and now an even fatter one has crawled over. What's it called again?"

The engine roared.

"Delivering takeout."

Qin Meng exerted force with both legs.

The accumulated water burst open, and the ground beneath their feet was stomped into a crater twenty meters deep by the sheer force of the impact.

His body transformed into a dark golden trajectory, hurtling towards the geometric structure in front of the Judge.

The chains intercepted in mid-air.

The three chain links simultaneously detached from the main body, transforming into three high-dimensional nooses that wrapped around it from three directions.

The space that the noose touches is immediately flattened—the air becomes a two-dimensional film, light folds into line segments, and even gravitational waves are compressed into one-dimensional pulse signals.

Qin Meng did not dodge.

Black hole engine at full power.

The moment the noose touched the gravitational field on his body, the high-dimensional law particles that constituted the dimensional reduction effect were torn apart by the gravitational gradient and drawn into the entrance of the black hole engine.

The array of symbols on the noose flashed violently—it was trying to repair itself.

It was too late. Qin Meng was faster than the repair speed. He grabbed the nearest noose and, with his 2,500 points of physique plus the anchoring effect of absolute mass, forcibly pulled the chain out of the spatial dimensional reduction process.

The noose struggled in his hands for a mere 0.3 seconds before the structure collapsed.

The high-dimensional geometry was reduced to the most basic energy particle flow, which surged into Qin Meng's body along his arm.

The black hole engine let out a satisfied growl.

Energy enters the stomach.

Physical strength +5.

"It tastes good," Qin Meng said, flicking away the remaining energy fragments from his hands. "It's just that the portion is a bit small."

He looked up at the still-expanding Judge itself. A high-dimensional geometric object with a diameter of ten kilometers, suspended above Kyoto.

The engine is still growling.

The main course is on the top; you have to go get it yourself.

Qin Meng shattered the ground beneath his feet, his figure rising from the ground, heading straight for the core of the Judge.

When Qin Meng rushed to the outer edge of the Judge's geometric structure, the first link crashed down.

Not three, but thirty.

The chains detached from the judge's body and wove into a net in mid-air.

The mesh is small, and the space of each mesh is compressed to 2.5 dimensions—a strange state between three and two dimensions.

The material that falls into the mesh is not directly flattened, but is "twisted" into a spiral noodle, which is stretched infinitely along an additional 0.5 dimensions.

That's a disgusting way to die.

Qin Meng came to an abrupt stop in front of the net. He released one-thousandth of his absolute mass, and the air beneath his feet was stomped into a solid gas step, barely supporting his 100,000-ton mass.

A net made of thirty chains, covering an area of ​​more than five square kilometers, completely blocked his path to advancement.

"You think I can't fly high enough?"

Qin Meng did not choose to force his way through.

His previous experience with the noose told him that the dimensional compression effect of this thing could be absorbed by the black hole engine, but at a limited speed.

Three sticks are edible, but if thirty sticks are poured in at once, the engine can't handle it and will overload.

He chose a clumsy method.

He charged up his right fist, using the physical kinetic energy of 2,500 points of physical strength added to his absolute mass.

The punch wasn't aimed at the chain net, but at the air layer beneath it.

The air in front of the fist is compressed into liquid, solid, and super-solid states.

A visible impact cone forms from the front of the fist, with the tip pointing directly to the center of the chain net.

The fist landed.

The impact cone's speed exceeded Mach 20 within 0.01 seconds.

Qin Meng didn't touch the net himself; he used compressed air cones as bullets.

The moment the super-solid air cone collides with the chain net, an interesting physical phenomenon occurs at the point of contact—high-density air molecules release a large amount of energy during the dimensional reduction process, because when three-dimensional matter is compressed to a lower dimension, excess dimensional information overflows in the form of pure energy.

This overflowing energy, in turn, impacted the structure of the chain mesh itself.

The mesh surface has developed cracks.

This was the opening Qin Meng had been waiting for.

He leaped through the rift. The edge of the chain net grazed his shoulder, the gravitational field and dimensional reduction effect briefly came into contact, and the black hole engine casually swallowed the passing law particles.

Physical strength +2.

After passing through the chain net, the view opened up.

The geometric entity of the judge was within reach. Those constantly changing shapes of regular polyhedra rotated above his head, each face radiating high-dimensional energy outward.

With close observation, Qin Meng finally figured out the structure of this thing.

The judge's entity is not a solid geometric shape.

It is hollow.

The outer shell is a constantly deforming high-dimensional geometric armor, inside which is a core.

The core's energy density was so high that even Qin Meng's extrasensory perception couldn't penetrate it—he could only vaguely sense a "singularity of extremely high mass" crouching inside.

It follows the same pattern as the 12th-tier Grand Lord.

It has an outer shell and an inner core.

Last time it crawled in through the mouth. This time it doesn't have a mouth.

Then open the door yourself.

Qin Meng pinpointed a region on the geometric shell of the Judge that was transforming from a regular dodecahedron to a regular icosahedron—during the deformation process, a temporary structural weakness would appear at the seam between the faces.

and so on.

0.2 seconds.

A seam appeared, a topological crack spanning hundreds of meters, lasting no more than 0.05 seconds.

enough.

Qin Meng's body accelerated within 0.03 seconds.

With absolute mass concentrated in his right shoulder, he transformed himself into a human-shaped armor-piercing bullet and burrowed into the seam.

The feel of penetrating the shell is terrible.

The shell thickness of a high-dimensional geometric object is only tens of meters in three-dimensional space, but its internal structure is folded—the actual physical thickness is far more than that.

During his penetration, Qin Meng encountered resistance from at least twelve different dimensions, each of which was trying to distort his body structure and recode his carbon-based tissue into part of a high-dimensional alloy.

The black hole engine acts as a garbage disposal in this process.

Everything that attempted to rewrite the high-dimensional code of Qin Meng's microstructure was treated as food the moment it came into contact with the gravity valve.

Information is stripped away, energy is absorbed, and the remaining physical structure is expelled from the body.

penetrate.

The space inside the shell was different from what Qin Meng had expected.

This is not a normal three-dimensional space.