Chapter 1268 - 589: Ecto-Energy Matrix Battle_2

Chapter 1268: Chapter 589: Ecto-Energy Matrix Battle_2

The sharp and piercing cries emanated from the Dark Abyss, like a death god’s dirge, tearing through the void.

In the distance, a mass of Insect Race airships charged like Gale and rain, yet they all lost control before the Spiritual Power waves.

One by one, the small spacecraft flickering with dark purple light suddenly lost their course, gears froze as if iced over, then frantically collided with each other.

A series of explosions and blasts echoed through the Star Domain, with airships exploding into a sea of Flame in mutual collisions, their blade-like sharp hulls instantly shattered into pieces scattered in the void.

Above the fortress-level biological platform, a group of brain-bug-like control nodes screamed repeatedly.

These small bio-units resembling advanced thinking nodes were the command hub for the entire swarm, their shrill and intensely painful and chaotic psychic screams pierced everyone’s nerves like knives.

They were fragile yet crucial; when the Mind’s screech swept over, those nodes emitted ear-piercing screams that nearly tore through space before falling completely silent, no longer sending any control signals.

"The command system is paralyzed!" a Wizard shouted excitedly, "They’ve lost coordination with the mother entity!"

Across the covered range, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Insect Race individuals, enveloped by the Mind’s matrix, fell into unprecedented large-scale chaos.

They exhibited extreme agitation and panic, attacking each other disorderly, even trying to bite their companions to death.

For a moment, the dark Star Domain was filled with a grotesque and sinister scene where despair and madness intertwined.

Inside the silver-wing Ark cabin, a slight tremor came, but compared to the previous intense battles, this time it was a subtle and firm signal like the dawn of victory.

David’s face was grave yet full of confidence, he stared intently at the lively images on the three-dimensional battlefield projection—

The previously dense and tangled, wriggling and rampant mass of insect tide was now shattered; most had fallen into paralysis or self-destruction, and the occupied space seemed to transform into a gradually spreading quiet dead sea.

"Pressure is drastically reduced, concentrate fire from all ships! Open a path to the ’Shadow’s Veil’ weak spot amidst the chaos!"

David’s voice was sonorous as he issued the order; he knew this was the critical moment to break the deadlock, and everyone understood it was an important opportunity not to be wasted.

Liya’s brow flashed with resolute cold light, "The Frost Runes stabilize the region’s boundary, we’re opening a solid foundation for the attack! Witches, full support!"

While adjusting the Rune network, She wielded the Magic Staff unleashing Ice power to firmly hold the spatial anomaly, preventing its collapse and spread, while thwarting any swift counterattacks from the remaining enemy forces.

Annie’s face now showed a weary but satisfied smile, "The connection strength has reached its Limit, but the effect is astounding! The ’Psychic Terror’ has become our sharpest weapon."

She gasped intermittently, yet maintained high focus, continuously synchronizing the matrix’s amplitude with spiritual waves for maximum range and potency output, as long as the enemy hadn’t recovered from this massive psychological shock, they held a decisive advantage!

The soldiers’ morale in the cabin soared, countless shouts intertwined and resonated, whether it was the Knight wielding the Longsword to kill the remaining Parasitic Beasts, or technicians precisely operating magical cannon shells, they exhibited extraordinary calmness and decisiveness, each action condensing everyone’s hope and faith.

The external battlefield atmosphere suddenly became lively: as the Mind’s screech matrix continued its effect, those small spacecraft trying to reorganize Defense or break out frequently deconstruct and collapse, while life reactions on the mothership fortress gradually declined, tentacles twitching endlessly, some parts of the shell showed damage and were further corroded by corrosive agents...

This foretold that the silver-wing Ark and its brave members had for the first time used new tactics to severely damage the vast and suffocatingly despairing enemy forces that had long shrouded them.

The "Netherstorm" was now sweeping through with an unstoppable momentum, leading them to break through the cage of doom!

David’s eyes reddened, he knew victory was still far off, but at this moment they finally initiated a truly meaningful counterattack prelude, illuminating the dawn of hope for the Multiverse’s order!

The landing craft slowly detached from the mothership, shuttling like a Ghost through the void.

The cabin’s lights were dim, yet reflected everyone’s tense and determined faces.

David’s eyes were piercing, he wore a lightweight Divine Power armor, exuding a cold and solemn aura throughout.

Alia’s expression was heavy; her blood Fire eyes showed intense alertness, clutching the Rune Longsword ready to face enemies;

Annie was pale, but her eyes sparkled with an unextinguishable light of wisdom, she tightly held a small replica piece of the Star Gnomon fragment, for psychic resonance and emergency communication.

The landing craft penetrated a space barrier composed of heavy organic fortifications, entering the interior of the mother nest—a nightmare-like, twisted giant space filled with foul odors.

The cabin door opened slowly, and a viscous and corrosive gas immediately surged into the cabin, causing everyone’s breathing to become heavy.

What met their eyes was a nauseating scene: the entire mother nest was like the interior of a living Giant Beast, its inner walls covered with thick flesh tissue that continuously wriggled and expanded like countless secretive tentacles stretching and entangling in the shadows;

Mucus seeped constantly from crevices, under dim light reflecting greasy, dark fluorescence;

Various intricate pipelines interwove, connecting different regions into a terrifying ecological network.

The team advanced cautiously, every step taken with caution, yet unable to prevent the suffocating discomfort from gradually spreading across their skin.

The space here seemed to be a maze where life and corrosion danced, mad reproduction and devouring coexisted ominously.

They saw large, malicious "cocoons" scattered everywhere with strange shapes.

They consisted of a mix of crystal-like minerals and giant biological tissues, surfaces covered with purple-black vein-like networks that pulsed and jumped continuously, like doomsday altars after devouring the power of countless stars.

Inside the cocoons, dark starlight flickered, some seemed half-melted with glowing cores of small, heating stars, encased in alien structures that radiated bizarre metallic luster, chilling to behold.

A cold despair surged from the Abyss; they seemed like victims bound to eternal pain, yet also became crucial energy nodes for the Insect Race’s powerful Life Force source.

Venturing deeper, a massive biological chamber suddenly stood before them, the most core and coldest part of the entire mother nest.

The air condensed here into a nearly insurmountable pressure, the walls made of soft organic structures exuded strong rotten smells, and faint tremors echoed occasionally, like the rhythmic heartbeat of a giant monster.

Under the murky, chaotic lighting, a horrifying scene shocked everyone’s gaze: lying within was an immensely large entity, with an extremely complex, grotesquely twisted biological structure.

It was the legendary Star Pupil Race chief, but at this point was densely parasitized and entangled in purple-black vein-like tendrils, its entire body covered in abnormal crystalline tissue, deformed beyond belief, like a vast tumor locked in an endless death nightmare!

Its once piercing, blazing main eye now dimmed into cold silence.

Inside the massive pupil, faint residual consciousness pulses could still be discerned, but more were the struggles of agony and helpless wails, tightening the hearts of all who could see, silent tears flowing.

On the vast body, numerous Insect Race signals injected through these intertwined vein networks into its shell, every signal was like a claw penetrating, continuously extracting and decomposing the ancient intelligent life, its existence was evidently becoming one of the most tragic Sacrifices for the Insect Race to absorb Star Domain’s wisdom and Energy!

Alia gripped the sword handle tightly, lowly gritting her teeth: "If we can’t rescue it, we’ll lose too much... this is our last and only hope."

David responded solemnly: "Protect yourselves, we must bring back this ’Parasitic Cocoon’ core information, no matter the cost!"

Annie remained silent, she gently caressed the small replica piece of the Star Gnomon fragment, sketching a future rescue plan framework with Spiritual Power.

"This operation is not just about battle victory, it also involves cosmic balance... we can’t afford to fail."