Running the House

Yang Yu enlarged the Holographic Screen until it covered the entire dome of the Abyss Core.

On the display, five Polyhedrons were being savagely whipped by the God Devourer's tentacles.

Three cracks had already split across Moro's Dodecahedron, pure white light leaking from them like an egg with its shell broken.

The other two smaller Polyhedrons were in even worse shape.

One Rhombus Body was being twisted by four tentacles at once, the Geometric Runes on its surface going dark at a visible rate.

The other Pyramid-shaped Transcendent had been pinned to the dimensional "ground" and rubbed back and forth.

"The dimensional suppression is brutal."

Yang Yu stared at the flickering data on the screen.

These Geometric Bodies had been able to command the wind and rain in the Lower Realm, each one lofty and untouchable.

Now, with their output suppressed by nearly half under the Dimensional Laws, they simply could not withstand an Immune Cell like the God Devourer, one that was practically born to counter them.

But they were no pushovers either.

Every few dozen seconds, the five Polyhedrons would release an Absolute Pulse in unison.

Wherever the pure white wave of Geometric Light swept through, the God Devourer's tentacles would stiffen briefly, the gray-white lumps of flesh on their surfaces forcibly defined as Rule Polyhedron Matter and robbed of their ability to squirm.

They had only avoided being devoured on the spot by relying on this Survival by Severed Tail technique.

But after every pulse, the Polyhedrons themselves had to burn through a huge amount of reserves.

If this continued, they would definitely die first.

"The timing is about right." Yang Yu glanced at the real-time combat power comparison curve on the screen.

Moro's total output had already fallen below forty percent of its peak.

The density