Welcome to Ability Store

The spaceship’s hatch was ajar.

Chen Xuan slipped into the cabin, and the howling sound of sand-laden wind instantly diminished. Surprisingly, a few dim lights were still lit inside.

Come to think of it, it’s not strange... after all, some data require power to be read.

It seems the Dimensional Limit Mechanism put in a lot of effort to search this spaceship.

The cabin was a mess, many devices were completely destroyed, probably because they were careless while searching for things.

I wonder how much extra cost Abigail would incur to repair these things.

Compared to the massive body... it should be negligible.

Chen Xuan glanced at his ID card; the time read 12:41.

There were 20 minutes left until the projected collision time.

By reason, the projectile should be visible to the naked eye by now—due to its extremely high speed, it would emit a strong light upon approaching the atmosphere, even illuminating half the night sky. But now, when he looked up through the porthole, he could only see a city being swallowed by darkness, with weak pinpricks of light flickering in the sandstorm, as if they could be extinguished at any moment.

A strange illusion arose in his mind.

As he looked up at the city, it also stared back at him.

Are there residents on the Celestial Patrol?

If not, why does it resemble a human city with lights everywhere?

If there are, who are these people living up there?

Could it be... the Evangelicals?

He had indeed heard from outpost residents that every year, many wanderers enter Jiang City, but only a few are absorbed by the outpost, while the rest disappear. Considering the omnipresent nano-living bodies, it was normal for them to meet with misfortune, but there was another theory: these people came following the Celestial Patrol, and their only purpose in entering Jiang City was to seek allegiance with this rare giant nano-living body.

If you add up all the people who entered Jiang City over ten years, the number of the missing is indeed astounding.

Chen Xuan tried contacting Lin Qing again, unsurprisingly, without any signal.

This indicated that the outpost’s jamming device was still working.

Communication between outposts was transmitted via cables and was not affected by the jamming device.

Before, when Jiang City was able to detect the high-speed "unidentified flying objects" in space, he thought it was because the Celestial Patrol hid its physical form. Now its true form has appeared, and the Mutual Aid Association can still continue tracking, updating the orbital information in real time, which can only mean the monitoring system is not located in Jiang City.

Time inched closer to 1:01.

Chen Xuan had never felt time pass so sluggishly.

Suddenly, a glimmer caught his eye.

He lowered his gaze to notice that the distant mountains were glowing—a wondrous orange-red hue as if reflecting the afterglow of a sunset.

Mountains cannot glow, so the light must be a reflection.

It’s close to 1 a.m.; where could the sun be?

The answer was evident.

The warhead weighing thousands of tons had arrived!

This collision was bound to be earth-shattering!

The only regret was that he couldn’t witness the collision firsthand, only wait for the final result beneath the vast city.

At that moment, the mountains suddenly disappeared.

Chen Xuan paused for a second before realizing that it wasn’t that the mountains were gone, but that the light in the sky was so intense it obscured their outline.

Soon the sky erupted with an earth-shaking roar!

Even separated by the Celestial Patrol, he could feel the air boiling!

Night abruptly ended.

The entire Jiang City was illuminated by a new light source.

Chen Xuan walked out of the spaceship, looked up, and activated the Divine Eye Technique, causing the storm of sand and dust to come to a halt. In this frozen time vision, a small red spot appeared in the city overhead.

The red spot continuously spread around, soon overtaking a few nearby towers. The towers instantly lost their original shape, collapsing, softening like candles, and then dripping down.

—It was an extremely terrifying high temperature.

Even molten steel in a foundry paled in comparison to such a temperature.

As the center of the red spot turned from red to orange, then from orange to white, a thumbnail-sized ball of light suddenly flew out, rushing toward the ground!

The Celestial Patrol had been pierced.

...

Lin Qing, Honglian, and others at the outpost also witnessed the moment when the warhead hit the ground, but for the outpost residents, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Within a millisecond of the collision, the warhead dragged a bright streak as it plunged into Sha Jiang District, triggering a new round of explosions! Even though it had depleted most of its energy while penetrating the Celestial Patrol and completely disintegrated in the collision, the remnants that splattered out still had astonishing destructive power, puncturing dozens of buildings along the way, and when it hit the ground, it lifted a cloud shaped like a mushroom, and the intense shock waves shook even the subway station.

The crowd in the hall exclaimed in shock.

It’s hard to imagine the incredible impact if this hit wasn’t intercepted by the Celestial Patrol and landed directly in Jiang City.

However, this was just the beginning.

As the Celestial Patrol was penetrated, a large amount of searing liquid metal showered down like rain, resembling a celestial show of flowers. Some were melted steel towers, others were metal bridges... These pieces combined high speed and high heat, causing a carpet bombing-like secondary damage to the ground.

Several large pieces of debris were heading toward the spaceship’s position.

Lin Qing’s heart leaped into her throat.

"Look!" someone in the crowd shouted, "What is that!?"

From a distance on the horizon, a golden light spiraled upward.

Although far away, its elegant form sharply contrasted with the iron rain cascading down.

The camera operator apparently also noticed, and the lens zoomed in several times toward that direction.

Everyone could now see clearly.

It was a "dragon."

Countless slender light bands intertwined, flying toward the falling metal building.

Zooming in further, people discovered those light bands were actually Sharp Swords, slender and without hilts, their light repeatedly refracted by the surrounding sandstorm, appearing like "ribbons."

Numerous miniature swords, like an unstoppable jet stream, collided with the melting tower, gradually pushing it away from its original falling trajectory!

At the same time, the sword bodies branched into several "streams," lunging at the smaller fireballs, scattering them upon impact.

From afar, it seemed as though a golden dragon was battling this apocalyptic firestorm, its body burdened with fiery giants dozens of times its size, while the offshooting streams served as its nimble dragon claws. Facing the deluge of falling searing metal debris, it fiercely carved out a safe zone.

"What on earth is happening?"

"Looks like an ability... could it be the Mutual Aid Association’s assault team?"

"Those swords seem to be protecting something..."

"You must be kidding me. This city is nothing but ruins; what’s there to protect?!"

The crowd buzzed with discussions in their shock.

Only Lin Qing and the others knew it indeed existed for the purpose of "protection."

Chen Xuan protected not just the wreckage of that spaceship, but also the hope of resolving a future crisis.

In a certain sense, he had already surpassed the Dimensional Limit Mechanism.