Chapter 632: Brilliant Fireworks
Blue butterfly-like illusion insects spread hallucinogenic powder; the slaughter-focused kill insects tore through the Cosmic Emperor’s defenses with their hardened limbs; armor-piercing insects, self-detonating insects, space insects, and other bizarre insect types all launched attacks against the Cosmic Emperor.
These insects were bio-engineered creatures collected by the Insect Sovereign, belonging to the high-tier insect class, each excelling in distinct areas with strange powers.
For instance, the armor-piercing insect—any lifeform struck by its liquid spray, no matter how strong its defense, instantly loses all protection and becomes completely defenseless; it is an extremely terrifying auxiliary insect…
The illusion insect, meanwhile, can trap a lifeform’s consciousness within an illusory fantasy, then spawn a new consciousness inside its body to replace the original; it is an extremely terrifying insect.
The two forces attacked in unison, left and right, and the Cosmic Emperor’s entire body erupted like fireworks, continuously releasing multicolored bursts—yet due to the universe’s fundamental laws, without resonance, sound cannot propagate, making this a silent fireworks display.
“A pity,” Ye Nan sighed, gazing at the distance where the fireworks bloomed. “Such a brilliant sight—how could it lack sound?”
“You’re here to fight, not to watch a show. Whether there’s sound or not makes no difference. If you want it, I can simulate sound for you,” Simitra said, shrugging helplessly…
This was a matter of life and death, yet Ye Nan remained so leisurely, watching like a spectator, showing not a trace of tension—he was nothing like the Ye Nan of before.
“But this must wait until after our victory. In fact, respected Mr. Ye Nan, based on my scans, this attack has been disappointing.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Ye Nan waved his hand, expression indifferent. “Whether the attack works or not, it means nothing to me. I’m merely watching a show. Everything necessary has already been prepared. Even if we fail, I have no regrets.”
Like his past college entrance exam—beforehand, he’d studied frantically, but when the real exam came, he felt no anxiety, because all the effort had already been made; further tension would only cause him to underperform. Better to relax.
In his past life, it was precisely this mindset that allowed him to exceed expectations on the exam and achieve an ideal score.
“You’re remarkably calm,” Simitra sneered. “But do you realize that if we lose, we face annihilation? Can you still be so relaxed then?”
In her expectations, Ye Nan should have been terrified—then she could have comforted him. But now, he wasn’t anxious at all, leaving her with nothing to comfort him about.
“We’ve already prepared, haven’t we?” Ye Nan smiled faintly. “Besides, we’re not certain to lose. My trump card is still in my hands. If it activates, the Cosmic Emperor will die. I believe that bastard wouldn’t set an unsolvable test.”
Ye Nan’s gaze drifted far away, as if deep in the distance, a terrifying enemy was watching this place with a smug grin, gazing down at them with the same condescending, ant-like eyes, observing this amusing game.
“Right now, the initiative is in our hands. Don’t be fooled by the Cosmic Emperor’s display of power—ultimately, victory will be ours.”
“You’re optimistic, but do you truly believe the Magic Orb can defeat the Cosmic Emperor? Honestly, I see no sign it can,” Elise joined Simitra. “Whether through data scans or other detection methods, the Magic Orb is just a computer. Relying on it to defeat the Cosmic Emperor is virtually impossible.”
“You’re wrong,” Ye Nan’s lips curled slightly. “Defeating someone doesn’t require being stronger. Attacking their weakness is the most efficient method.”
“Take Magneto—he’s powerful, but a single small stab can kill him. The Magic Orb is that knife to the Cosmic Emperor’s throat—it can end him instantly. That’s his weakness.”
In the original story, when the Cosmic Emperor and the Leadership Module make contact, a catastrophic explosion occurs, shattering the Cosmic Emperor into fragments—even if it doesn’t destroy him outright, it inflicts severe injury, allowing him to be finished off calmly afterward.
For a being like the Cosmic Emperor, once severely wounded, his power plummets. Repairing such damage would take thousands of years.
“How do you know this is his weakness?” Elise countered.
“I just know,” Ye Nan chuckled, refusing to elaborate, instead turning his gaze toward the Cosmic Emperor’s location.
In that direction, the Cosmic Emperor had broken free from the countless fireworks, smashing one punch per target—whether insect or starship, each blow exploded them.
He was enormous—his fist was one-tenth the size of Earth. Each punch killed hundreds of millions of insects. The once-thick swarm had thinned drastically under his blows; only the constant stream of reinforcements kept them from vanishing entirely.
“The swarm tactic isn’t working? No—it’s just that we haven’t sent enough insects,” Insect Sovereign Harris gritted his teeth and intervened personally.
Countless heads of his spewed black light into the black hole, expanding it further. More insects poured out.
When the black hole grew six times its original size, he retracted the black light, his face weary—but now, a vast tide of insects descended, endlessly replenishing the swarm. The previously thinning sea of insects thickened once more.
“It seems victory is mine,” Harris said after completing this, turning his gaze to Ye Nan’s fleet. Ye Nan’s fleet had been shattered; only the lingering bio-monsters remained. Had it not been for them, Harris would have believed Ye Nan had no strength left to attack.
"But what good are these bio-monsters?" Harris muttered with a low chuckle. "Your starships are destroyed, the Death Star is gone, your superheroes have been devoured, your cloned mutants are wiped out. These bio-monsters may be numerous, but compared to my swarm, they're nothing. Once I kill the Cosmic Emperor, I'll come for you personally—don't die too soon."
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