Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous explosions came not from physical collisions, but from energy forcibly excited in the void—the shrill screams and dull tremors of annihilation.
The silver nanometal wall Anna controlled advanced like a silent, resolute silver tide, pushing forward at a constant, unstoppable pace.
Wherever the wall passed, space itself seemed to churn, to be "wiped clean."
No visible beams or physical Ammunition came flying toward it, yet warped halos kept exploding out of nowhere across the silver nanometal wall, accompanied by torn black spatial fissures or strange traces of energy corrosion that spread in an instant before abruptly dying out.
Some attacks even "appeared" directly within the wall's microscopic structure, instantly disabling localized clusters of nanounits, which fell away in showers of fine metallic dust.
Yet under Anna's precise control, the wall's overall structure repaired and reassembled itself at incredible speed. Streams of nanometal surged from behind to replace the destroyed sections, maintaining a dense defensive front throughout its advance.
This was a battle fought in the gap between the "present" and the "past."
The "results" of deadly traps laid in an unknown past kept blossoming at the present moment, only to be blocked in their entirety by a wall created in the "present," one with extraordinary adaptability and regenerative capabilities.
Every explosion in the void marked the triggering and depletion of a spacetime trap that might otherwise have grievously wounded or even wiped out Lorgar and his companions.
Anna walked a few paces behind the wall, streams of data cascading like waterfalls through her silver pupils. She precisely adjusted the nanowall's density, structure, energy deflection rate, and even the physical properties of localized sections to counter the endless succession of attacks, each different from the last.
"Done."
As the silver wall reached the end of