"Wooo~"
A mournful wail echoed through the Mind Domain. The gravely wounded Bio-Dominator cried out, nearly slipping into protective hibernation at once. But it knew this was a critical moment that would decide life or death. Its Psionics surged, enveloping its intact body as it swiftly tore through the rift between space and time, returning to the Material Universe.
Given the Bio-Dominator's nature, the swarm was its avatar. Even if its main body suffered a fatal wound, so long as it didn't die instantly, the power of the entire swarm would continuously flow back into it, accelerating its recovery.
Though most of this Star War Body had been destroyed, it would fully recover in just a few years, sustained by the swarm.
But the instant the Star War Body fell into the Material Realm, a thunderous Dragon's Roar rang out. A golden-red bolt of lightning tore through space and struck the shattered body.
It was the Aether Dragon!
It had launched a Critical Hit at the Bio-Dominator in its weakest moment. Its breath, condensed from a vast sea of dragonfire, became a highly concentrated bolt of lightning that struck the Bio-Dominator's ruined body.
Boom!
A violent explosion erupted amid Crimson Gold flames. The dragonfire burned every fragment of its shattered flesh. The Bio-Dominator howled and tried to extinguish the flames with Psionics, but its whole body withered in the inferno and burst into flames.
Lin Zhichen let out a breath. The Psionics he had drawn from the sages were rapidly converted within his Saint Domain, forming the Golden Flame that burned atop Scott's Eye.
That strike, which severed fate, had seemed simple. In truth, he had been doing two things at once: using the Fate Rule to lock onto the Bio-Dominator's weakened state while driving the Death Rule to deliver