Right in Your Face

Su Luo gazed at the silver-white Warship in the sky, which was gradually adjusting its posture. The visual impact of the pure white beam of light that pierced through the heavens and earth had not yet completely faded.

"That's a little scary."

In typical science fiction, laser weapons are often portrayed as cheap due to their abundance, leading many to underestimate their true terror in reality.

A mature directional laser weapon system can easily generate temperatures of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius at its focal point, and its destructive power is directly linked to its energy supply.

In a sense, the power levels from street-level domination to continent-level domination are also a path to the heavens.

Su Luo's Storm Barrier might be able to deflect and block physical attacks and energy explosions, but its effectiveness will be greatly reduced when facing clustered lasers that are approaching at near-light speed and are almost unaffected by Disordered Trajectories airflow.

Originally, the aerial Warships were just a roadside nuisance to the highly mobile and heavily defended Survivors on the field, but with the addition of laser cannons, their threat level has undergone a qualitative change.

With a thought, more than a dozen components gleaming with a strange light flew out of the Laboratory, disappearing silently into the churning soil below like pebbles thrown into water.

The next moment, the earth seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, and huge amounts of sand and rocks were forcibly stripped and swept up from the ground by the Berserk airflow, merging into the huge storm that stretched from the sky to the earth.

The storm, originally dominated by wind and fire, was instantly tinged with a deep, earthy yellow. The three basic elements of earth, wind, and fire collided violently under extreme compression and high-speed rotation, making the energy environment of the entire Storm Zone increasingly Chaos and viscous, and drastically reducing visibility.

"Consultant Su."

Xi Ji's voice, tinged with Immutable perceptible weakness, rang out from the side. "I just experienced something unusual. I was forcibly pulled into a Pure White Space and fought a strange man. After being defeated, nearly 20% of my Divine Power, Mana, and physical strength were drained, and even my life force seemed to be losing some. In reality... two seconds have passed."

"He must have been pulled into someone else's Dreamscape by some kind of Talent."

Su Luo his head, his tone certain. He quickly inquired about the situation of Gao Fu, Jun Lebao, and Yin Haoguang through his Personal Channel, and at the same time summarized the abnormal experiences of the eight people in the area just now.

Information quickly converged. Everyone's experience was similar: their consciousness was abruptly thrown into a Pure White Space, and after a brief stay, they were transported to another place to fight an arrogant man, while simultaneously understanding the rules—last three minutes without defeat. There was no reward for victory, and if they lost, their energy would be drained.

"In other words, the core rule is to survive for three minutes, and the punishment is energy deprivation," Su Luo quickly summarized.

[Gao Fu: I felt I could seize control of that space, but before I could even make a move, he noticed and kicked me out.]

[Gao Fu: I'm impressed. I can sense that 12 people were pulled in.]

[Su Luo: 12? Describe the characteristics of a stranger]

The Laboratory fell silent again. Su Luo closed his eyes, his consciousness rapidly scanning the Dreamscape anomaly log recorded by his auxiliary Consciousness Entity, "Xiao Luo." A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again, his gaze now devoid of emotion.

The collision of Dreamscape yielded some good results; I'll study them later.

"Everyone should do their job," he said simply, and everyone dispersed as instructed, each going about their own business.

Su Luo's attention returned to the specially made confinement container.

The moment the container was opened, a wave of mental energy, filled with painful murmurs, emanated from it.

The black-robed soul inside the container, under the continuous Corrosion of excessive Baleful Qi, was on the verge of complete collapse, making it extremely difficult for it to even organize complete and meaningful sentences.

"Give me your teammate's detailed information, and I'll give you a quick death."

A stream of fragmented and chaotic information poured out like a burst dam. It wasn't just information about his teammates; the man in the black robe felt like vomiting up the urine he had been tricked into drinking as a child.

The man's name was Luther, and the woman's name was Anna; both were followers of the God of Spirit and Dreams.

Luther's Talent is called "Dream Game," and its effect is extremely annoying. In previous District War, it was activated almost infinitely, constantly pulling people into the dream to deplete their energy until the opponent was eliminated.

As for Anna, she was not a high-profile person, and the man in the black robe knew very little about her.

Unfortunately Luther was inexplicably eliminated, and Su Luo could no longer experience the feeling of being forcibly pulled into Dreamscape, nor did she have the chance to observe up close that magnificent platform that connected countless Dreamscape bubbles.

Shaking her head, Su Luo archived the information related to [Faithful Survival] and then locked the black-robed man's soul back inside.

Su Luo likes to tell little lies.

He devoted a portion of his mind to continuously using his Appraisal on the Vital Energy in the environment, accumulating data about this energy.

As for their main focus, it remained firmly Lock-On on the sky above, on that majestic, silver-white Warship that resembled a metal mountain.

Inside the Warship's command center, Dylan watched as the overall energy reading dropped significantly by nearly a third, his lips twitching slightly as he could barely contain himself.

The previous two rounds of saturation missile bombardment, coupled with the energy-intensive full-force shot from the main gun, had nearly depleted half of the Warship's energy reserves. In this godforsaken place, replenishing energy is a major problem.

This is all money!

After expending so much energy to eliminate just one opponent, what's the next step?

But in hindsight, this expenditure might have been necessary. The enemy, shrouded in golden light, who had been pulverized in the explosion of the three strange Meteorites, miraculously Resurrection on the spot within just two seconds.

What a bizarre thing! Dylan was so frightened that he immediately activated his most powerful weapon.

Legendary building - Wattel Laser Main Cannon.

This main gun is his greatest asset in securing his place on this stage of Continued Battle; its explosive destructive power gives it a significant advantage in the current environment.

"Intelligent system, calculate the lowest energy-consuming path back to low Earth orbit. Activate stealth mode, we're out." Dylan calculated the energy consumption and decisively prepared to flee.

"Let's just play it safe and get some points. It's better to be ranked low than to have our Warships destroyed."

[Command confirmed. Route planning in progress...]

[WARNING! High-speed unidentified object detected approaching from the side! Location: Port side of the ship]

"What?!"

Dylan abruptly switched to the external view on the port side, where he saw a figure shrouded in thick black mist approaching at a speed that seemed to teleport.

What made his scalp tingle even more was that beside that figure, there was a tall, slender, jet-black figure that seemed to absorb all light, appearing and disappearing in the shadows.

It was that terrifying being who had instantly killed his opponent earlier!

"Launch close-in defense missiles to intercept! Engine at maximum power, emergency evasion!"

Dylan's voice trembled.

During his month-long Void Survival, he had mostly experienced naval gunfire and missile exchanges; he had never seen such an unreasonable individual unit directly assaulting a ship with their bare hands.

However, it was all too late.

The lifeless figure easily pierced through the thick, special alloy outer wall, as if the barrier, capable of withstanding a salvo of heavy missiles, did not exist.

[WARNING! WARNING! External armor on port side has been physically damaged. An unidentified object has entered the Warship. All areas have been sealed off.]

Dylan watched as the figure shrouded in deathly aura strolled leisurely through the Warship's corridors on the internal surveillance screen.

Wherever it went, automatic defense systems were rendered useless, as powerless as an infant facing an adult product; heavy alloy sealed doors were easily torn apart like paper in front of it.

The dark figure, like a silent, intangible shadow, followed him closely.