I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

After five hundred heavily armored paladins turned into a thick rain of blood, the world fell into a suffocating silence.

The wind carried a strong stench of entrails and the acrid smell of molten steel. It was the residual heat from the paladins' attempts to unleash their power, causing their mortal bones to rub violently against their armor.

In the broadcasts from hundreds of countries, there were no exclamations from commentators, no lengthy explanations from tactical experts, and even the barrage of comments on major live streaming platforms, which was originally like a blizzard, experienced a complete break for a full half minute.

The sheer physical oppression emanating from higher species felt like an invisible, cold, steel mountain pressing down on the chests of billions of people on Earth.

In the center of the plaza, the Void Mantis gracefully trudged through the sticky bits of flesh. Half of the pure white robe belonging to the Great Sage Sorcerer Louis still clung to its forelimbs, which resembled the scythe of death. It lowered its terrifying, inverted triangular head, its hundreds of scarlet, pupil-less compound eyes flashing with a cold, predatory light. Then, in a remarkably human-like manner, it raised its scythes, as if picking its teeth, and casually flicked away a fragment of human skull stuck in the barbs of its leg joint.

Directly in front of it were more than 100,000 Parisian civilians trapped in the square, utterly deprived of the strength to escape by despair.

Without the protection of the magic shield and the human wall of paladins, these 100,000 people were no longer enemies to be dealt with in the compound eyes of the Void Mantis, but merely piles of the cheapest carbon-based biomass protein radiating heat.

"God... someone please save us..."

A French mother holding her child collapsed in the blood, her eyes vacant as she stared at the gray sky, her sobs barely audible.

Despair became the only emotion at that moment.

……

At the same time, on the other side of the earth, in China, atop the Kunlun Mountains.

In stark contrast to the hellish scenes of the West, littered with corpses and rivers of blood, here, the sea of ​​clouds surges, the rosy clouds blaze, and the massive, suspended celestial palace, defying the laws of modern gravity, reflects a cold and sacred luster of glass in the sunlight.

Gu Qing, dressed in a spotless blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the Heart-Questioning Cliff, the highest point of Kunlun.

The fierce winds outside the cliff were strong enough to tear a main battle tank to shreds, but they couldn't even lift a corner of his clothes. His deep, calm eyes were quietly watching the huge holographic system panel that only he could see, suspended in the void.

It was an extremely spectacular, even chilling, scene—

The "energy pool" representing the faith of the Western world is now like the Amazon River bursting its banks, engulfed in an unprecedented frenzy!

Before this, Westerners' faith in Gu Qing was merely a superficial "admiration for strength," even carrying a hint of arrogance and smugness that "as long as God grants us magic, we white people will still be the center of the world." That kind of faith, though golden, was like a pile of loose sand, full of impurities.

Now, with the Great Sage Magician and the Holy Knights, whom the West had poured all its efforts into building, being shredded into mincemeat under the brutal force of biomechanics and absolute speed, the "sense of civilizational superiority" and values ​​that the West had accumulated over the past few centuries have been completely shattered.

On the system panel, the mottled golden faith was instantly cleared away, replaced by a dense, impenetrable, dark purple data stream, as black as an abyss!

That was the ultimate despair, utter collapse, and absolute awe of power that arose deep in the souls of billions of Westerners after witnessing a dimensional massacre in which no one could resist!

"Fear and despair are indeed cheaper and purer than lighthearted gratitude."

Gu Qing looked at the soaring data and a cold, absolutely rational smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

This group of mortals, who only knew how to recite lengthy incantations and go berserk with their muscles, were, from the very beginning, "consumables" he used to purify extreme fear. Without years of agonizing and excruciating cleansing; without the expansion and reorganization of brain neurons; without the atomic-level reshaping of the physical skeleton... how could a group of mortals with only inferior cheat codes possibly fight against void creatures that had evolved to a higher dimension?

He needs this utterly humiliating defeat to completely drain the backbone of the Western world.

"However, since the chives have already been cut to the roots, there's no need to uproot them completely. Earth's 'bio-battery' needs to be left alive."

Gu Qing slightly raised his chin, his gaze instantly piercing through layers of clouds, as if crossing the curvature of space, and directly locking onto the Champ de Mars in Paris, ten thousand kilometers away on the other side of the earth.

"...Then I, the one who plays the game, will personally draw the curtain on this grand drama."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure that could not be detected by modern scientific instruments, yet was enough to make the souls of all extraordinary beings in the world tremble, erupted from the center of the Questioning Heart Cliff in Kunlun Mountain in all directions!

Gu Qing did not chant any ancient incantations, nor did he perform any complicated hand seals.

For the creator who has completely mastered the "underlying code" of this planet, the Western spellcasting system that requires a cast time is as ridiculous as a modern person watching a primitive man make fire by rubbing sticks together.

He simply and casually stretched out his right hand toward the western void, his five fingers slightly spread.

"Sword, come!"

Two words, understated and devoid of any real substance.

Yet, like an absolute divine law that makes words law, it instantly ignited the entire Earth's spiritual energy network!

"roar--!!!"

At this moment, the massive main dragon vein of China at the bottom of the Kunlun Mountains let out a deafening ancient dragon roar that only cultivators could hear!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles was instantly drained in 0.01 seconds, and at a collapse speed that exceeded the common sense of physics, it frantically gathered in Gu Qing's palm!

There are no fancy magical light and shadow effects, only pure and extreme destructive energy.

Gu Qing loosely clenched his right hand, and within his palm, space began to distort violently. A three-foot-long sword, translucent in color and composed entirely of extremely compressed spiritual energy, quietly took shape.

Around the sword, even the light was refracted by the terrifying mass.

"Target anchored: Champ de Mars, Paris. Spatial coordinates locked."

A long string of golden spatial coordinate data flashed across Gu Qing's eyes in an instant. Then, he grasped the qi sword, which had no physical form, and casually tossed it towards the west, ten thousand kilometers away, as if he were just tossing away a cigarette butt.

"Go teach those beasts what real crushing is."

"Zheng—!!!"

The sword is drawn from Kunlun!

Without any acceleration or buffering process, the moment the sword left Gu Qing's palm, its initial speed skyrocketed to Mach 30!

What does this mean? This is several times the speed of the most advanced anti-aircraft missiles known to humankind!

The terrifying physical kinetic energy directly tore the air at the summit of Kunlun Mountain, creating an absolute vacuum zone thousands of meters long! Ring after ring of extremely violent white sonic boom clouds, visible to the naked eye, formed a straight, westward-extending death trajectory in the sky!

This is no longer the elegant sword-wielding technique found in traditional fantasy novels, but an "intercontinental hypersonic kinetic energy weapon" disguised as a cultivation technique that ignores any physical interception system!

It cut straight through the troposphere, rushed into the stratosphere, and used the edge of the atmosphere as a slide track, dragging a brilliant plasma trail that was hundreds of kilometers long, like a meteor, across the Eurasian continent.

……

"Beep beep beep beep beep—!!!"

A top-secret strategic radar early warning center located on the outskirts of Moscow.

A chilling, highest-level red alert suddenly blared throughout the underground base without warning. The radar operator stared wide-eyed at the terrifying dot of light that had suddenly appeared on the screen and was moving westward at a frantic speed of ten kilometers per second.

"Sir! Unknown hypersonic object detected! Speed... My God, speed exceeding Mach 30! No rocket engine heat source detected, it...!" The radar operator's voice trembled with extreme terror.

"Where did it come from?!" The air defense commander shoved the soldier aside and stared intently at the screen.

"The trajectory has been calculated... it was launched from... from the Kunlun Mountains in China! Its target is directly in the heart of Europe!"

"Kunlun?!" The commander gasped, his uniform instantly soaked with cold sweat. "Don't intercept it! Report this to your superiors immediately! We can't stop that monster's speed!"

The same scene played out repeatedly in air defense command centers across Europe.

British early warning aircraft, French Rafale fighter jet radars, and even American spy satellites deployed in space all captured this dazzling sword light that pierced the sky.

But all modern technology, in the face of absolute force, can do nothing but serve as a powerless "timer."

……

At this very moment, in Paris, at the Champ de Mars.

The Void Mantis raised its blood-stained bone scythe high, preparing to unleash its final slaughter on the mother and daughter below, as well as the 100,000 desperate, wailing civilians.

In its perception, belonging to a higher-dimensional predator, the lower life forms on this planet were utterly vulnerable. By consuming even a portion of them, it could accumulate enough bio-energy for its next molting evolution.

However, just 0.01 seconds before its bone sickle was about to swing down.

A kind of extreme fear, originating from the deepest instincts of its genes, like that of a lower reptile encountering the absolute apex predator of the food chain, suddenly froze all its neural synapses like an electric current!

The Void Mantis suddenly froze.

Its hundreds of scarlet compound eyes turned in unison, staring intently at the eastern sky.

There, the sky, which had been shrouded in gloom due to the city's burning, suddenly lit up with a light a thousand times brighter than the midday sun.

The light grew larger and brighter!

Accompanying this was a destructive howl, a sharp, mournful cry that even the atmosphere itself seemed to shriek from the intense friction! The sound was like the Grim Reaper sounding the trumpet of judgment!

"That...that is..."

In the square, several Westerners who had closed their eyes and awaited death were blinded by the intense light and could only instinctively raise their heads and look up through their fingers.

next second.

"boom--!!!!!"

It gave no one present, not even a fraction of a second, not even the Void Mantis, known for its speed, to react.

Even the sound was left far behind by that terrifying speed.

A dazzling sword light, spanning ten thousand kilometers and carrying plasma sparks, fell obliquely from the sky like a divine punishment spear thrown down from the heavens!

With extreme precision and without any resistance, it pierced straight through the top of the Void Mantis's proud, high-dimensional carapace, which could withstand armor-piercing projectiles!

"Pfft!"

Those bones, strong enough to withstand heavy firepower, were as fragile as a hot knife through butter before the extremely concentrated high-dimensional sword energy. The translucent sword energy pierced its skull, shredded its central nervous system, and then pinned its massive, dark purple body firmly and immovably to the center of the Ares Square!

The violent kinetic energy spread outwards, but under Gu Qing's exquisite micro-management, it managed to avoid all the civilians around it, only creating a terrifying spiderweb-shaped crater a hundred meters in diameter on the ground beneath the Void Mantis's feet.

One hit, instant kill.

An absolute dimensional reduction sniper attack spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.

At that moment, the entire world fell completely silent.