Collision

Crack.

The entire Fuli Jiasi Continent lay in ruins.

Over the past day or so—more than a hundred years in High-Dimensional Space-Time—the war here had erupted to an unimaginable intensity. The battlefield had already shifted from the sealed continent to the entire Central Planet.

The countless wars had left the planet pockmarked.

Rivers, plants, and rubble shattered by Planet-Destroying Cannons floated around the small planet like a heap of space junk, forming a unique little asteroid belt.

The civilization here, along with its thin and fractured atmosphere, could no longer support ordinary flesh-and-blood lifeforms, but Mechanical Lifeforms could still live there.

Within the planet's Subspace Zone.

A peculiar sight had formed there.

Small vacuum cleaners, electric fans, toilets, and electronic toys strutted down the streets, constantly chatting with one another, giving off a strange, cyberpunk mechanical vibe.

"Want to go work out?"

"Oh, I just reached Fifth-Order. Not too slow, but I need to stabilize it first."

"I'm broke. Need to make some money."

A unique society had already taken shape in the streets.

Over the past hundred years, after inheriting the Tier Empire's entire technological tree and directly studying the God Factory, vast numbers of gods had begun to appear.

Iron-Based Technology Empire, Central Conference District.

Within black ruins resembling an amusement park, fine black iron filings carpeted the ground, creating a desolate, crimson apocalyptic atmosphere.

Thirty-three bizarre iron-based Mechanical Lifeforms sat in a huge circle, forming the "Round Table Conference."

They came in all shapes and forms.

Some were arms factories, some looked like household appliances, and others were mechanical warriors. Their sizes varied enormously as well.

The largest Mechanical Lifeform was over a thousand kilometers tall. The enormous amusement-park conference room before it looked like an ordinary brick.

The other thirty-two iron-based beings sat atop that tiny