This time, because of Zhao Cheng's form in reality, he descended as a cloud of stars as well. Clearly, the Hyper-Dimensional Body had always manifested in a form recognized by Zhao Cheng.
Rumble—!
In the starry sky, a matrix composed of black hole bombs erupted in flashes. An unprecedented supermassive black hole had been assembled at this moment, as though an entire universe were being twisted by it.
At this point in time, the apocalypse had yet to arrive. The Fifteenth Prince was still locked in a loving, lethal struggle with his dear imperial father.
The black hole matrix before them was the Fifteenth Prince's handiwork. He intended to use it to bury the emperor's sharpest weapon—the Royal Knights—and even the emperor himself.
Of course, this knight order had undergone a second reorganization. Ever since the order's chief, the Fifteenth Prince, had raised the banner of rebellion, the suspicious emperor had replaced the entire order.
Yet even with the Empire's current technology, its technical capabilities had already reached a peak. Technology could only determine a knight's lower limit; what truly determined the upper limit was the knight himself.
Thus, it was perfectly normal for knights who had clearly received the same modifications to differ so greatly that one could fight ten others alone.
When it came to the Empire's history, Zhao Cheng could now be said to know it better than anyone. Even the Empire's historians stood worlds apart from him.
Zhao Cheng had also visited this point in time many times before through Starfire Descends, and he knew every detail within it like the back of his hand.
He simply had not expected the Panel to deploy the Hyper-Dimensional Body in such a real location, letting him take a black hole matrix straight to the face.
Of course, Zhao