As the core of the battlefield's core, High Engineer's performance had always been the focus of everyone's attention.
High Engineer had never intended to hide anything. His movements were simply extremely fast: a flash, a sword slash!
Before everyone could react, he had already completed every movement.
The effect was astonishing. After all, this was a fused deity at its peak, unleashing 199.9% of Cosmic Swordsmanship with almost no restraint!
Where the sword edge passed, it did not cut through space, but through the fundamental layer of existence itself.
Beneath the sword scar, what appeared was not darkness, but a boiling, chaotic sea of light that nurtured every possibility.
This was not the sacred light of heaven, but the primordial soup from the birth of the universe, where particles boiled and energy surged.
In the hands of this deity, who was fused from machinery and flesh, that sword containing absolute laws tore open a temporal rift in reality's canvas, as if rewinding time.
Within the rift, the fundamental forces had yet to separate. Matter and energy transformed recklessly, erupting into a scene from before creation—violent yet brimming with limitless vitality.
The ripples of light and the chaos of color churned within, as if billions of stars and seeds of life were about to burst forth.
At this instant, the entire galaxy entered primordial soup mode.
To most outsiders, the galaxy's energy activity had suddenly risen by an entire level. But it had no effect on them, because they did not follow the fusion path.
For the players, however, it was an entirely different matter!
First came the mass resurrection of dead players.
The players' consciousnesses recondensed amid the clamor of light and the whispers of energy. They had no physical forms, only a pure sense of existence, like newborn thoughts