Ultimatum, Arrogance From a Higher Dimension

That cold countdown, like a chisel without temperature, struck deep into everyone's soul.

10.

9.

8.

This was no longer a threat, but a declaration. Like a farmer announcing which wheat field he would harvest tomorrow, devoid of any emotion, merely stating an established fact.

On the bridge of the flagship "Civilization," the atmosphere was suffocating. The Human Race generals, who had been invincible and full of fighting spirit on the Northern Jialu Continent battlefield moments ago, were now completely drained of color. They weren't afraid, but rather trembled with a primal instinct.

That diamond-shaped black warship floated silently in the chaos outside the Primordial crystal wall system, like an eternal tombstone. It had done nothing, yet the pure aura of destruction it exuded was enough to shake the Dao heart of even a Golden Immortal.

"Sir... what kind of monster is that?"

The Earthly Sovereign Youchao Shi, a Human Race leader known for his composure, found his palms trembling slightly. The illusory concept armament of the "Majestic Divine City" behind him flickered, revealing his extreme inner turmoil. He could feel that his power, his pride, the Human Way Power that he believed could suppress all ages, was like a sandcastle before the opponent, utterly laughable.

This wasn't a gap in power levels, but a... dimensional crush.

"Gestalt System? Resource Points?" The Sacred Fire of Civilization burning around the Heavenly Sovereign Suiren Shi dimmed slightly under that icy will. He gritted his teeth, squeezing out a few words: "What arrogance! What do they think we are? Wild grass by the roadside?!"

Anger was the most intuitive feeling in everyone's heart.

To be looked down upon, ignored, and treated as resources to be harvested at will. This humiliation was more unbearable than a direct attack.

Only Chen Ran remained standing before the star map, his expression largely unchanged, but those who knew him would notice the storm gathering in his deep eyes.

He knew what this was.

In his previous world, countless science fiction works had depicted similar scenarios: a highly advanced mechanical civilization, adhering to logic as its highest principle, with expansion and assimilation as its sole objective, roaming the universe, either formatting organic civilizations or absorbing them as part of itself.

They had no emotions, no mercy, only calculation and execution.

They were the most terrifying locusts in the universe.

"Sir, give the order!"

"Let's fight it! We, the Human Race, would rather be shattered jade than intact tiles!"

"Even if we die, we'll take a piece of them with us!"

The generals' fighting spirit was ignited; they would rather die fighting than accept the fate of being treated as "resources."

Chen Ran slowly raised his hand, stopping their pleas to fight.

"Fight?" His gaze swept over everyone. "With what? Are we going to tickle it with our main cannons?"

His words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing their burning passion.

Yes, the diamond-shaped warship was several times larger than the "Civilization." Judging by the energy readings from the radar, its shield strength was more than hundreds of times that of the "Civilization." Their tens of thousands of cannons firing in unison might not even leave a white mark on its armor.

Despair began to spread in their hearts.

The pride they felt as the protagonists of heaven and earth, after just defeating the Demon Master Kunpeng, was shattered in this moment. They realized they were merely frogs in a well, and terrifying existences like this existed beyond the Primordial Era.

"But..." Chen Ran's tone shifted, and a smile that no one could understand appeared on his face, "What is the end of technology?"

He didn't wait for an answer, but answered himself.

"Mythology."

He turned, his gaze piercing through the alloy walls of the bridge and towards the deepest part of the flagship.

There, Nuwa's Saint incarnation slowly opened her eyes.

From the moment the diamond-shaped warship appeared, she had sensed it. A cold, alien law that clashed with the entire Primordial world, an aura that filled her with extreme disgust.

It was a twisted power that utilized "matter" and "energy" to the extreme, completely abandoning "spirit" and "Dao."

[3.]

[2.]

The cold countdown was about to reach zero.

The diamond-shaped black warship's bow split open, and a main cannon larger than a mountain began to gather terrifying energy capable of piercing a Great Thousand World. The light dyed the surrounding chaos a stark white.

"Sir..." The voices of the Three Sovereigns trembled.

Chen Ran ignored them. His will directly resonated within Nuwa's Primordial Spirit.

"Empress, do you remember the 'Dimensional Strike' I mentioned to you?"

Nuwa's incarnation remained silent.

"Technological civilizations cannot comprehend mythology. They can calculate all the parameters of a star's explosion, but they cannot understand why a drop of water can drown the Three Realms. They can analyze the formula for the strongest alloy, but they cannot grasp why a single blade of grass can sever the sun and moon."

Chen Ran's will was filled with an unprecedented fervor.

"Today, let these arrogant tin cans witness."

"What it means to be a Saint."

[1.]

[Countdown complete.]

[Executing 'Format' protocol.]

A cold will descended.

That torrent of pale white energy, gathered to an extreme, tore through the chaos and, at speeds exceeding light, hurtled towards the Human Race fleet, towards the entire Primordial Era, striking!

Before this attack, the laws of space became incredibly fragile, and time itself seemed to stretch out.

Everyone who witnessed this scene had only a blank space left in their minds.

It was over.

However, at this very moment.

A figure, silently and without a trace, appeared at the very front of the Human Race fleet.

It was Nuwa.

She simply stood there quietly, her Palace Attire fluttering in the wind, her face devoid of any expression.

She didn't summon any magic treasures, nor did she display any earth-shattering aura.

She merely extended a slender, jade-like finger.

And with a gentle tap, she pointed at the energy torrent that was capable of destroying the world.