From the Star Abyss
Chapter 491

196 Star Shattering Grip

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Knowing it's a waning moon makes things easier.

Nastisha still remembers the crimes he committed at the school three years ago, and she has long since devised a set of countermeasures specifically for him.

[Dimensional Anchor]—Locking spacetime and preventing spatial movement.

[Arcane · Trajectory Tracking]—The trajectory coordinates of Crescent Moon Leap are clearly revealed, without his knowledge.

"Huh?"

Nastisha sneered:

"I actually managed to hide in Demiplane filled with storm elements. It seems even fate is on my side."

As Deified Person the [Arts] system – [Mage] – [Archmage] – [Storm Bringer], Nastisha's greatest skill lies in manipulating the atmosphere, water, and lightning.

And this energy is the foundation of the Storm Demiplane.

Nastisha clenched her fist in the void, her eyes turning into all-seeing silver-gray. Her vision pierced through the astral plane and dimensions, and guided by dozens of spells, she locked onto the storm Demiplane where the crescent moon was located.

"Still waiting inside? Then you might as well be destroyed along with the entire plane!"

[Primordial Magic · Elemental Suicide Bombing]

Calamity has arrived, disaster is imminent.

Nastisha would never know, nor would Crescent Moon ever realize, how this outcome came about.

If she hadn't heard Barkomon's mutterings, she wouldn't have gone for a walk in the corridor; if she hadn't accepted Ye Wangnan's suggestion to take a picture, she wouldn't have discovered White Candle Star's anomaly.

If she hadn't had Ye Wangnan call each person to confirm, she wouldn't have discovered that Trivella was being blocked.

If... too many ifs, too many coincidences.

However, the real disaster was already underway the moment Nastisha plunged into White Candle Star.

The Night Butterfly fleet, which was lurking in the distant Meteor Belt, immediately became restless.

"Are you kidding me? How could this happen?! Why would that woman suddenly decide to force her way in?!"

Bablushka looked at his men, who all looked bewildered.

"This is impossible... The intelligence couldn't be wrong."

"We have no information leaked, and Trivella has been in a blocked state with the virtual base station running. Logically, no one should be able to communicate with the outside world."

"No matter what, the plan has gone wrong now—that woman, Nastisha, is a ruthless woman who killed Society Councilor back then. Once she makes a move, Zeta-rank Crescent Moon is no match for her."

Bablushka's face darkened. "Call Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie's team. Have them teleport to Trivella immediately to retrieve the Forbidden Knowledge and begin the operation ahead of schedule! — You, quickly send a signal to Crescent Moon, tell him to stop causing trouble and run with the fragments!"

"My lord, the Crescent Moon is not in this dimension, and we cannot contact it. With the liberation of Trivella, our virtual base station was also destroyed, and White Candle Star has restored contact with Amaryllis Fortress."

A staff member gave a reminder.

"You mean the operation failed?" Bablushka frowned. "No, we can at least retrieve two pieces of Forbidden Knowledge. Although we can't synthesize the fragments, they are of great significance, and the Mother of the Dark Night will be very satisfied."

"No, sir, have you forgotten?"

The aide said solemnly, "The Kappa-rank of White Candle Star, Barkomon, is located at the Amaryllis Fortress. And now, news of Trivella's situation has already reached there, and Nastisha is suppressing it on the ground. So, Barkomon is—"

Before he finished speaking, Bablushka's expression changed instantly.

The next moment, without warning, a Mental Power storm swept through the entire galaxy, like the moment a supernova exploded, carrying enormous mental energy that swept across every corner.

Bang bang bang bang bang! The fleet's anti-reconnaissance equipment instantly burst into flames, the AI on the bridge screamed in agony, and the observers were even instantly devoured and wiped out by psychic energy.

"Damn it, it's ' Divine Might Shock '! Damn it!"

Bablushka cursed, "Barkomon, this murderous bastard actually used the Abyss spell to find us! Isn't he afraid of the curse backlash?"

Before he could finish speaking, a deep, resonant voice suddenly echoed throughout the galaxy:

"So it was you, Governor Bablushka!"

Bablushka's face was grim as he slowly stood up. The next moment, his body teleported to a position 20,000 kilometers in front of the fleet.

The void was violently torn open by mental magic, and Barkomon, with a bald head and a twisted aura all over his body, grinned and slowly walked out of the void rift, revealing a gentle and refined smile.

"Your Excellency the Governor is honored to have you here. I am but a humble schoolteacher, and I apologize for not being able to greet you properly."

Barkomon laughed loudly, arms crossed, his body Twisted Curse that caused even the light to swirl around him. His face was completely shrouded in shadow, like a small black hole. Even the voice he transmitted through mental magic was filled with an extremely unsettling curse, making him seem utterly repulsive.

Despite having been stripped of nearly half of his power by the Ascension Curse... this guy can still unleash such power.

"Minister Barkomon, it's a pleasure to meet you."

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Bablushka's eyes, but he wouldn't back down. He opened his arms and smiled back:

"The fact that you came out to greet me already shows how much you value me."

"Oh, that's not true. I'm just an ordinary person who teaches and educates people."

Barkomon smiled broadly.

If it weren't for his distorted aura engulfing and crushing the passing comets and meteorites, and the light distorting and rubbing against his figure at high speed, forming a blinding orange-red band of light, his expression would have truly appeared kind and approachable.

"Please don't underestimate yourself—one of the renowned Kappa-rank Deified Person of the Abyss, Spellcasters praised by Narrative-level Civilization. It is my honor that you approach me."

Bablushka said indifferently.

"Oh? Am I that famous? I didn't even know it myself."

Barkomon shrugged, then narrowed his eyes:

"Knowing how famous I am, you still come looking for death?! Bablushka, I think you're tired of living."

The next moment, Barkomon showed no regard for the rules, unleashing a mental blast and launching a blatant sneak attack.

"--asshole!"

Bablushka cursed loudly, activating his force field shield. With a wave of his hand, a massive Mechanical Legion sprang forth from space:

"A powerful Kappa-rank expert, a decisive unit on the battlefield, you actually dared to launch a sneak attack!"

"You idealistic piece of trash, do you think you deserve a fair duel with me?"

Barkomon laughed cruelly, his mind magic tearing through reality, the twisted aura filling the magic with ominous and cursed power, paralyzing and destroying the vast Mechanical Legion: "Come on, Bablushka, since we both have the surname 'Ba,' let me see who the real father is!"

"You mad dog, are you trying to break the Galaxy Eye ceasefire agreement?" Bablushka was overwhelmed and could only curse, "Stop now, or you'll be on the battlefield too!"

"That's even better, since you were the ones who started it!"

Barkomon grinned wickedly. "As for the battlefield..."

"Hehe—if it weren't for that Golden Dragon Monk stopping Galaxy Eye, I would have been the one fighting you guys!"

Sizzle—

Barkomon ripped open his school bureau uniform, revealing his well-defined muscles:

"Let me show you the secrets of magic!"

Barkomon held up one finger.

[Super Wish Spell]

"It allows me to retrieve objects remotely."

His wish was immediately granted. Barkomon laughed cruelly, his evil voice sounding like a demon to Bablushka: "Arcane Amplification—A Millionfold Strength!"

"Double casting - repeat the previous spell."

"Triple casting - repeat the previous spell."

After six consecutive cycles, the exponentially increasing power made Barkomon stretch his neck with immense pleasure. At this moment, Barkomon's magic was incredibly concentrated, radiating light outwards in a radiant form.

The magical light was so bright that even the sun beside it appeared somewhat dim.

Bablushka was extremely nervous and felt panicked and uneasy.

This kind of spirit and strength... are you telling me this is a new Kappa-rank who just floated up from the Abyss carrying a curse?

If Barkomon had actually come during the Galaxy Eye Campaign, the Night Butterfly Federation's losses might have been 30% greater than they are now.

It's no wonder that such a character was sent to oversee White Candle Star. If Crescent Moon's plan hadn't been planned for so long, even with two Kappa-rank supporters, it wouldn't have been able to be executed.

"Welcome Governor Nightbutter on your friendly visit to our planet!"

He raised his hand, casually squeezed it, and conjured a gas giant out of thin air from the star system, hurling it directly at Bablushka's Mechanical Legion.

"Please accept this small gift."

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