Marvelous Mecha

Aside from this existence, the Prophet Civilization does not believe the universe has any other enemy.

They wanted to explore deeper cosmic knowledge, to uncover the universe's limits; they would even humanely fulfill Mo Ying's wishes when capturing it, probing for information through reasonable means rather than forcibly extracting memories.

Though the real-time would be brief, within that space-time, Mo Ying could experience a long life phase, slowly forgetting past memories. As a top civilization, Prophets regard this moral elevation as necessary.

However, when Prophets encountered a civilization far beyond themselves, even their understanding was overturned.

Not long after their supreme command was issued, the light-shaped box appeared to have splitting characteristics, destroying most of the escaping entities.

Even with a sudden dimensional drop, their weapons could achieve hyperdimensional strikes, arriving behind yet successfully pursuing the fleeing targets.

In a vast cosmic space, the highest King delivered his speech once more.

"The degree of civilization of the box exceeds current understanding, even escape is unachievable; every second now, numerous limitations are being destroyed—the disaster emerged too suddenly; what should be done?"

They communicated in a way entirely incomprehensible to humans through buzzing electromagnetic waves.

Another Prophet said: "Our species is vast; as long as the reproduction speed is swift enough, it can't kill us all."

Indeed, in this infinitely layered universe world, the quantity of the Prophet Civilization far surpasses the stars; every dozen Earth years, they reproduce once without exception; this isn't the Prophets' law, but a self-restraint formed by each individual.

In an endless lifecycle, they can reproduce infinitely; if reproduction is accelerated, the Prophet Civilization can produce the next generation in just ten Earth years; theoretically, they do not fear the 'box'.

Someone interrupted him, "Great Prophet King, this is just one box; if ten or a hundred more come, how would we deal with those enemies?"

"Observer."

The Prophet King's answer made the surroundings quiet: "If absolutely necessary, we must find ways to contact that existence, though it's only under unavoidable circumstances."

In the midst of exchange among the Prophet Civilization's high-ups, they suddenly felt their bodies lighten; in an instant, each could no longer control themselves, slipping slowly toward different directions...

"Our King!"

"Indeed, even this starry sky is affected."

The Prophet King signaled everyone not to panic; he had foreseen this result. The opponent's civilization level clearly surpassed the Prophets; even discovering existence at the corners of infinite parallel planes was unsurprising. He ordered other tribes to swiftly leave this dimension.

After all, it is an incomprehensible physical phenomenon, akin to a never-returning single-threaded channel; they were as if seated on a fast train, unable to dictate the trajectory of inertia.

Within the rule's influence range, anyone involved in this star river faces the same outcome, while standing outside the star river, you would find it like watching a televised program occurring in the past—time nodes seem a bit off, hence the Prophet King didn't plan on letting them rescue.

Meanwhile, Feng Yi was also traversing within the vast sea of stars...

With the Third Rhythm Mental Power extending outward, upon sensing the Wave Civilization, the mental power was instantly captured by it.

In the next moment, the half-transparent golden box already appeared abruptly in front of him.

This box, seemingly palm-sized, rested before his eyes yet gave an unreal feeling as though it were far away, sometimes near, sometimes distant; to an extent, it was like a colossal entity, altering between large and small.

The farther the distance, the larger the perspective rendered; the closer, dynamics of balancing forces unfold—this appears to be a god's view unconstrained by this universe's physics.

Crackle! Bang! Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom... Space vibrated frequently; before Feng Yi's body could make any move, he was attacked by the wave type assault.

In Feng Yi's frenzy phase, his body mass equaled neutron stars' surface movement; the form of attack he endured manifested not as bodily injury but rather exhibited sublight magnetic storm collisions g10^15m/s^1-9?.

In this biological form, Feng Yi's self-magnetic field equated to Black Hole, merely insufficient in volume, hence able to ignore extraordinary weapons; even Dual Law Sequence cone dimensions couldn't do anything to him, let alone ordinary weapons.

Feng Yi could sense the threat from the opponent; he had no intention of holding back nor communicating. A roar burgeoned, and Feng Yi instantly emitted countless gamma storms, simultaneously unleashing Black Dragon Fist.

As he struck, he triggered endless rippling waves around, the punch's impact point followed with cosmic tides humming, a miniature Black Hole appeared ahead, twisting space which then dissipated instantaneously.

However, this attack was entirely ineffective, directly passing through the light-shaped box—physical damage seemingly unable to cause destruction.

Yet, Feng Yi's strike was too rapid; Wave Civilization couldn't respond in time. Until the instant both forms overlapped, the box humanely rapidly pulled away unknown light-years distance, seeming close at hand yet truly far apart.

"Curious, my physical attack was ineffective."

Feng Yi was certain; this unknown civilization had just launched a physical form of attack on him—in other words, both were in the same plane, at least relative same-level planes; the opponent couldn't possibly remain untouched.

From the box's response, witnessing the instant he counterattacked, the opponent evidently didn't realize what happened, hence the earlier scene occurred—a reflexive retreat.

"Transcendence!"

With thoughts swirling, Feng Yi directly awakened transcendental consciousness, all-dimensional substance operation abruptly halted—visible to the eye, colors turned gray and decrepit, even light ceased functioning. Under transcendental consciousness scrutiny, the Wave Civilization box gradually revealed its original 13-dimensional space-time interface.

"So that's why." Feng Yi instantaneously severed consciousness, sighing in thought about the High Dimension's extraordinariness—no wonder he couldn't hit the box; originally, both were not in the same dimension. Through Dual Law Sequence, Box Civilization forcibly downgraded itself to the ninth dimension, rendering a projection.

This was not an animation's stealth effect, where an attack immediately manifests capabilities, but true dimensional suppression.

The above explanation may be too abstract—in other words, they could act freely within this dimension, yet this dimension's life forms couldn't threaten them. The ninth dimension akin to a paper manipulated by humans, beings on it could only strike at the human shadow no matter how hard they resist.

And all of it depends on Dual Law Sequence—one law, mental structure; second law, physical structure.

As long as the connection of the 13 dimensions to the ninth is cut, issues can be solved; unexpectedly, the civilization's elevation already mastered and even utilized the Dual Law Sequence.

But, I can as well. Not only Box Civilization can unlock Dual Law Sequence—I, as a breakout warrior, this will be the response.

"Ha, Dragon Fist."

Thinking here, Feng Yi's form leaned forth, deciding to forcefully break dimensions, waved and launched Dark Black Dragon Fist.