"Did you clearly feel the chakra flow this time?"
Momoshiki asked Furina while squeezing the Doomsday Beast.
"Yeah, it's a bit complex, but I think I can barely keep up with your rhythm now."
Furina, with her Sharingan activated, had her chakra flowing tightly according to Momoshiki's operation, and a layer of light blue phantom also enveloped the outside of the Susanoo.
"Alright, then I'll release the Susanoo. The Doomsday Beast is yours."
He didn't expect Furina's talent in Susanoo to be so high, barely mastering the power of the Perfect Susanoo so quickly.
As Momoshiki released his possession and returned to the Kamui Dimension, Furina completely took control of the Susanoo, pinching the Doomsday Beast with one hand, feeling the power emanating from every part of her body.
"So this is what a Perfect Susanoo feels like, it's amazing!"
The Doomsday Beast, still being squeezed, furiously slapped the Susanoo's fingers, but it had no effect, not even able to break the surface.
After all, this was a Susanoo enhanced by Aeon projection and stellar power. Quantitative change led to qualitative change. At this moment, the Susanoo had already become unimaginably strong.
Feeling the sensation from the Susanoo's fingers, Furina instinctively moved.
With a crunch, a feeling of shattering came, and the Doomsday Beast's left chest was directly crushed.
"Roar——!!"
A deafening roar made everyone on the platform's eardrums ache.
After the roar, Welt adjusted his glasses, curiously scrutinizing the thousand-meter-tall Susanoo in front of him.
Was it entirely composed of energy? How strange. This energy called chakra didn't dissipate, but instead formed various sturdy outer armors.
Because they were all composed of energy, there wouldn't be a situation where damage to one section would paralyze most of the body. He only needed to protect himself, fundamentally avoiding central control issues.
He had never imagined that mechs could be played like this.
"Oh my god... is Furina controlling that big guy?" March 7th exclaimed, covering her mouth.
The Doomsday Beast in Susanoo's hand was still struggling desperately, constantly scratching, biting, or attacking Susanoo's outer shell with laser waves.
There's a saying that goes, when you're weak, even fighting back is just a helpless tantrum in the eyes of others.
The Doomsday Beast was now like a butterfly held in a hand, unable to do anything but flail around.
"Stop playing. Quickly achieve your current peak battle record."
"Oh."
Furina controlled Susanoo to clench its fingers, directly crushing the Doomsday Beast into countless fragments, dissipating into a cloud of data.
...
In the Kamui Dimension, Momoshiki was still lying in the pile of books, holding a small book.
Seemingly sensing something, he casually grabbed a round snack from nearby, picked one up, and put it in his mouth.
After chewing twice, the book turned to a new page. Momoshiki picked up another round snack and offered it to his right side.
"Want some?"
The round snack seemed to be taken by something, and a chewing sound came.
Then the environment was quiet for a while.
"Hahahaha..."
Seemingly seeing interesting content in the novel, Aha, who was lying beside him, let out a faint laugh.
"Your laugh is so ugly."
"Wuwuwu..."
"Never mind, just laugh."
...
Furina released Susanoo, turning it into a skeletal state. The hundred-meter-long skeletal hand clawed at the Herta Space Station, pulling her back to the open-air platform, then dissipated.
"How are you all doing?"
"We're fine, except for Stelle."
Dan Heng leaned against the wall, holding his Cloud-Piercer, using this posture to hide his still aching lower back.
Hearing him say this, Furina turned her head and saw Focalors holding the unconscious Stelle in her arms.
Himeko was scanning Stelle with an unknown instrument. After a check, she found that all her physical indicators were normal. It would be even better if she didn't have a Stellaron.
"Huh? What's wrong with her? Was she injured by the Doomsday Beast?" Furina asked in confusion.
March 7th next to her scratched her head awkwardly, "She blocked the Doomsday Beast's attack for me, that's why she's unconscious."
"Ms. Furina."
Just as Furina was about to ask a few words of concern, Welt walked over with his cane.
"What's wrong, Yang Uncle?"
"Hmm..."
Welt seemed a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Was that giant energy body just now controlled by you?"
"It was Momoshiki at first, then it was me," Furina spread her hands.
"I see. May I ask some questions about this giant energy body?"
"Of course."
After receiving permission, Welt was delighted and eagerly asked all sorts of complex questions, successfully leaving Furina with a face full of question marks.
For example, what it felt like to control this Susanoo, or how to maintain the energy in a violent state without easily dissipating, and how each signal was accurately transmitted to various places at the same time.
...
In the Kamui Dimension, one chapter of the story was finished, and the occasional laughter beside him also disappeared.
Momoshiki slowly closed the novel and turned to look.
The mask on the right had left at some point, leaving only a strange monocular telescope.
"Tsk, I thought you were also here to give me a power bank. Turns out you were just watching me devour Phantylia for fun."
Complaining aside, Momoshiki picked up the telescope from the ground, opened the cover, and curiously peered through it.
It was just a telescope that could see several light-years away and synchronize timelines. It was quite good as a collectible, but he rarely used it.
...
"Big ice block, big ice block..."
In a corner of the universe, Aha appeared out of thin air, excitedly shuttling back and forth between various star systems.
"Aha has great fun! Memories you've never had! Do you want them? Do you want them?"
"From other universes too~"
"Hahahahahaha..."
After a strange burst of laughter, only Aha's voice echoed throughout the universe.
The Aeon of Remembrance he had been expecting didn't appear.
...
Inside the Herta Space Station.
The entire space station seemed to be in a strange atmosphere.
Arlan tried hard to explain to Asta that he was fine and hadn't suffered any serious injuries.
Welt was pulling Furina aside, asking her all sorts of questions. Focalors and March 7th watched Stelle, who was sleeping on a lounge chair, with concern. Himeko stared at the Stellaron displayed on the instrument, lost in thought.
Other surviving researchers and security personnel were busy with maintenance work.
As for Dan Heng, he was still leaning against the wall.
No, his back didn't hurt...
Don't overthink it.
Just as the atmosphere was strange, a certain elevator slowly opened, and a sense of distorted space came, followed by a clearly jointed puppet walking out.
"I've only been gone for a few months? Huh? The space station is in this state?"
Herta looked around, taking in all the dilapidated sights.
"To be beaten like this by the Antimatter Legion, security needs to be improved."
While complaining, she walked towards the open-air platform, following the direction displayed by the instruments.
Before long, she saw a few familiar figures, members of the Astral Express crew.
Hearing footsteps, Himeko subconsciously turned her head.
"Oh? You're back, Herta."
Seeing the familiar puppet, Himeko, who had her arms crossed, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Asta had already reported the Antimatter Legion's invasion of the space station to Herta, but she hadn't received a reply, thinking Herta was too lazy to care about the space station. She didn't expect her to simply be late.
"Herta?"
Hearing the unfamiliar name, Focalors looked over curiously, and saw an exquisitely featured puppet.
From her appearance alone, she was a very delicate girl, but if you looked closely, it wasn't hard to find that each joint had a machine-installed style.
"Hmm..."
Stelle's fingers on the lounge chair twitched, and her lips also twitched twice. She slowly opened her eyes.
"Great, Stelle! You're finally awake!"
March 7th excitedly held Stelle's hand.
"Um... March... did you die too?"
Stelle blankly poked March 7th's cheek, her eyes full of pity.
Poor girl, such a good girl, why did she die young?
"Pfft! What are you talking about?!" March 7th glared at Stelle in annoyance.
"Is the Stellaron in this little brat now?"
Herta put one hand on her hip, looking at the newly awakened Stelle with some surprise, her eyes filled with appreciation.
Although this person seemed to have a low IQ and looked like she had just been born, it didn't hinder research, and she even felt quite easy to trick.
"That's right," Himeko nodded.
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