"Clang!"
The blade rang and trembled, its pitch-black edge slicing through the void and stirring the dimensions.
This was a weapon forged from high-dimensional fragments.
And the one holding it was a steel giant, black from head to toe, its jagged angles ferocious, dark matte light flowing across it amid shifting shades of light and shadow.
Black Star!
His cybernetic augmentation rate had reached 99.7%. A world-renowned Legend, worshipped by countless cybernetic modifiers.
But in truth, a so-called Legend was nothing more than a vicious dog raised by a corporation.
The path of steel ascension was not one a single person could transcend upon. It required incomparably powerful technology and resources.
Every single cybernetic component on Black Star's body was worth enough to buy half a city.
Of course, in this era, cities were not worth much. Or rather, the value of reinforced concrete had always been something bestowed by people.
Cities were easy to build. With this era's technology, thousands of great cities could be erected in a single day and night. Yet every cybernetic component on Black Star's body could only be manufactured in small quantities by the most cutting-edge laboratories, and each took an exceedingly long time to produce.
Black Star's blade was sharp to the extreme and swift to the extreme, yet its path was not a straight line, but an arc.
And yet, traveling along that arc was several times faster than a vertical swing. Looking closely, one could sense that throughout the entire void, a force born of space itself seemed to be pushing the blade forward.
It was Black Star's first time using this blade technique, yet he wielded it as though he had swung it trillions upon trillions of times!
In fact, that was indeed the case.
In reality, this was his