178: The Terrifying Two-Dimensional World

Ping Pong ——————

Lucite raised his claw and slammed the Implant Equipment Vanguard's head onto the table. A magic circle lit up in his palm, and his pupils rapidly adjusted the parameters.

[Set collision model - maximum mass - elemental coupling - jet velocity: 520 m/s] [Concrete Aggregation]

A large amount of concrete was rapidly generated and instantly poured into the flesh and blood of the Implant Equipment Vanguard. As the quick-drying agent took effect and the smoke dissipated, the Implant Equipment Vanguard's brain was firmly fixed to the table by the concrete.

[Hand model imprinting - Gravity release - Model accelerated impact - Initial velocity: 900 m/s] [Mage's Guardian Palm]

The magic rapidly generated a giant handprint, creating a sonic boom, which slammed into the concrete. The fierce kinetic energy instantly shattered the concrete along with the flesh and blood, completely destroying the brain of the Implant Equipment Vanguard and annihilating him.

"Phew... that startled me. Luckily, that gun was only a kinetic attack, and the armor blocked it directly."

Lucite raised his head, and the bone mask instantly popped open and retracted, revealing his originally honest face. He looked at Hobbes, who was wiping his face beside him. "Hobbes, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but this stinking blood is disgusting."

Hobbes wiped the dirt off his face; now, every breath he took filled his nostrils with a nauseating, rusty smell.

He shook his head and looked at Lucite: this behemoth was at least a meter wider than usual, and its already intimidating armor was now completely undisguised, displaying a ferocious appearance. The sharp spines on its dorsal fins resembled a row of devil's teeth, and its armor was stretched taut by its bulging muscles, making it over three meters tall.

Lucite stood there like a tank, and this tank was also a top student.

"What exactly is this thing?"

"I don't know, let me check."

Lucite crouched down, his body gradually returning to its normal height of about two meters. He lowered his head and began disassembling the Implant Equipment Vanguard's body, taking out his equipment from his backpack and starting to conduct tests.

Hobbes stood aside, looking around at his surroundings. He activated his Information Rune, trying to contact Lioz, but received no signal whatsoever.

After a while, Lucite made a sound of surprise.

"How... how could this be?"

"How about it?"

Looking at the data on the screen, Lucite said with a complicated expression, "It's a colony, and Implant Equipment Vanguard of the Overlord Class path."

"—Fuck your armor!"

Hobbes clenched his fist instantly, and Lucite noticed that the ring on his hand seemed to have been covered with a layer of black again in a short time.

But only for a moment, after Hobbes calmed down, the ring dimmed again.

Out of concern, Lucite asked:

"Hobbes, your ring—it just flashed."

Hobbes paused, then raised his hand, looking at the ring, his gaze softening instantly. He gently stroked the ring and asked in return:

"Are you curious about the origin of my ring?"

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me."

"We'll talk about it together when Lioz joins us later."

Hobbes shrugged, looking at the armor on the ground with utter disgust. "Compared to the Lotus Ring, how did this piece of crap even get in here?"

Lucite said matter-of-factly, "The school isn't closed to the public. During normal hours, it's easy for someone in a suit to blend in with the crowd and pretend to be a tourist to sneak into the university."

"No, I'm not that— White Candle Star Interstellar University has introduced the Higgs Field generator. If it were Implant Equipment Vanguard, it would have been exposed the moment they made their move."

Hobbes was perfectly clear-headed. He crouched down, took out a mask and gloves from his bag, and began to dissect the Implant Equipment Vanguard with Lucite.

"Cengyuan defines implants in two categories: one is the flesh implant used by [Biochemists] to create replacement bodies. [Biochemists] generally only use their own genetic seeds to create implants for their own safety and only use them for themselves and customized clients."

Hobbes was very knowledgeable about armor, and while he was making the incision, he explained it in detail:

"The other type of implantation refers specifically to the Implant Equipment Vanguard of the [Dominator] path. The extraordinary individuals of the [Dominator] path use Aoneng as their core. Their bodies are generally implanted, and their souls are residing in Aoneng. Therefore, they can change bodies without restraint, use Aoneng marks and gene seeds to corrupt others, and turn living people into their slaves."

"So terrifying... Can every [Dominator] path achieve this?" Lucite was shocked.

"I can't say for everyone... but basically anyone with a cloned body can do it."

Hobbes makes no secret of his malice towards the [Dominion] path:

"The [Dominion] system is the most evil and beastly path in the universe. They are fanatically pursuing efficiency and practicality, completely disregarding the feelings of others. No wonder their chief god Morphedria and their agent Lioz were wiped out!"

Lucite reminds us. "Lioz is still a good man."

"We're not talking about Lioz, uh, to be honest, that's a very common name."

"To be honest, that's true."

The Implant Equipment Vanguard had very high physical strength. Although their class was Gamma, their Combat Power was completely at the Delta-rank level. It took them quite a while to dismantle it completely, and then a long time to figure out how it worked.

"Although the thought process is in the brain, the heart has been modified into a bomb. Once the body suffers severe damage and becomes incapacitated, the heart bomb will detonate."

Lucite turned his heart around, revealing the blue crescent moon mark on it.

"Damn it! Crescent Moon!" Hobbes said through gritted teeth, his eyes blazing. "A notorious criminal from the Abyss, a space pirate, the mastermind behind the attack on Trivella three years ago—he actually dares to come back!"

"It seems you have some personal grudge against him... but since his armor strength is so high, he himself can't be that bad," Lucite reminded him.

Hobbes shook his head, trying to calm himself down. "I know... I'm not stupid. Only a powerful official can deal with the Crescent Moon of the Zeta-rank."

Seeing that he couldn't calm down, Lucite simply changed the subject. "To deal with this thing, you can't directly destroy its heart, otherwise it will directly detonate the bomb—there's that thing you mentioned in it—uh."

"Waning moon".

"Yes, it has the Aoneng stored in the crescent moon," Lucite thought for a moment, "Do you understand its Aoneng mechanism?"

"He is the holder of the Sequence Aura [Crescent Moon], which allows him to manipulate dimensional changes to a certain extent."

Hobbes described it in detail and demonstrated it himself. "You and I are, in any sense, creatures of three-dimensional space, while the Crescent Moon can knock down any object it touches that is weaker than itself into two-dimensional space—such as a piece of paper, a blackboard, a wall, or any flat surface."

"This is too much..." Lucite twitched his eye.

"Yes, it's terrifying." Hobbes drew a stick figure on a piece of paper. "When you're thrown into a two-dimensional space, you have no sense of time or space. In fact, you seem to be in two dimensions, but you're just on this layer of the paper—I only need to make a light stroke on this layer."

Sizzle!

The pen tip tore open the stick figure's head, splitting it in two.

"The real you is finished. Completely Power of Resistance —I think the Aoneng imprint in that bomb, once detonated, will produce a similar effect—considering the characteristics of two-dimensional space, when the bomb explodes, it should only create a vertical plane to isolate the surrounding barrier, and its height and depth are limited. It cannot spread indefinitely."

Lucite looked up and out the window—a large tree in the forest had been cut in half, the missing half now flourishing on the ground.

"... Those Dimensional Barrier have already spread out in many places."

Hobbes exhaled a breath of stale air, his gaze incredibly profound:

"Although the power of dimensions is incredibly terrifying, the Crescent Moon is not invincible... This Aoneng will only have an effect on beings weaker than him."

"That's great! As long as we get in touch with the school leaders and high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Ministry of Education, we can take down Crescent Moon!" Lucite exclaimed excitedly.

"But... [Crescent Moon] has been at large for three years. Even the Minister of Ministry of Education of the Kappa-rank cannot find him."

Hobbes was not optimistic. "I think that although [Crescent Moon] has no way to deal with the strong, he can hide his figure by entering the two-dimensional world, so that no one can catch him - that may be his power."

"Is anime this disgusting?" Lucite said with disgust. "This ability is too outrageous. Doesn't this just mean that anyone below the Zeta-rank will be completely helpless against Crescent Moon?"

"That's how Sequence Aura."

Hobbes said coldly, "These people who possess Sequence Aura are a scourge to the world. They wantonly tamper with the laws of the universe and do whatever they want because of their privileges."

He clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, "The power we painstakingly study and cultivate can be easily obtained by them simply by pleasing the world and increasing their favor with Star Abyss."

Hobbes's tone was filled with resentment. He lowered his head and kissed the ring, as if drawing strength and conviction from it. "Why is the world like this? I hate these Aoneng. They never work or strive, yet they receive so much favor and privilege. Just because they are good-looking, they can get the world to favor them..."

"Hobbes ..." Lucite said with concern, "Your mind is too confused. Even without Aoneng, those who are good-looking and charming will still be favored; it's the law of nature."

"We are already civilized beings, why should we still abide by the laws of nature— Lucite, you are such a good person, strong, kind, enthusiastic, and quick to learn—but just because you are Armored Species, no one pays attention to you. Everyone pays far more attention to Lioz than to you. Those girls are even worse. They see you and discriminate against you because of your appearance. But Lioz, right now, is having a passionate conversation with a beauty like Dia Lan."

"Lioz is a good guy, he deserves it," Lucite said with dissatisfaction.

Hobbes said coldly:

"But not every charismatic person is as good as Lioz; they are just selfish. To be honest, if Lioz weren't our friend, I wouldn't want to associate with such a person at all—he's already enjoying the world's favor through his charm, so why can't he stop competing with us Unlucky Guy who study hard, spend years immersed in a sea of questions, and dedicate our youth to exams?!"