Bzzz!
The Dragon Sparrow hummed. At the instant before it struck the ground, all its power condensed into a single point. Extreme speed transformed into ultimate stillness, and the kinetic disparity born from that shift between motion and stillness was entirely converted into vibration.
Then the long spear thrust out. As it stirred, it carried the momentum of churning the galaxy itself, while that single point at its tip was so heavy it seemed capable of piercing through the void.
According to Imperial Dragon Sparrow's calculations, the force of this strike should have left Heavenly Martial Emperor on the brink of death, reduced his body to dust, and preserved only his head.
With the Empire's current technology, a head was enough to complete all subsequent experiments.
At the same time, compared to the over-twenty-meter-tall Dragon Sparrow mech, Heavenly Martial Emperor's barely two-meter-tall body was like an ant.
Yet when a giant stabbed at an ant, it displayed extraordinary precision.
Especially the researchers in the Empire's central database, who were using quantum satellites to observe this battle with virtually no delay—or, more precisely, to observe all the data from the Observer Dragon Sparrow mech. They could not help but marvel inwardly.
Indeed, the mech's intelligent-brain algorithms accounted for much of the precision behind such an attack, but what mattered most was that the pilot was skilled enough!
The mech determined the lower limit; the pilot determined the upper limit.
As for Heavenly Martial Emperor, in these researchers' eyes, he was no more than consumable experimental material.
Ancient Force cultivation was ultimately outdated. Before the crushing might of technology from a higher level, even the strongest beings of the old era were this fragile.
Of course, it was not that the power of Force itself was insufficiently strong, but that the technology