Chapter 380

As soon as the guerrilla warfare order was given, the entire battlefield stretching across millions of light‑years instantly turned into a pot of boiling porridge.

Five trillion Shengwei II‑generation warships transformed into five thousand deadly torrents of steel,

No longer holding the line, they instead used the vast interior of the Great Wall to begin a frenzy of infiltration and slicing.

The Overlord's fleet had a number that blotted out the sky, but its chaotic will could not possibly exercise fine‑grained command over such a vast battlefield.

Faced with the Yanhuang fleet's hit‑and‑run, fox‑cunning tactics, they were instantly bewildered and fell completely into a passive state.

On the battlefield, one absurd scene after another kept unfolding.

A Devourer fleet numbering in the hundreds of millions had just finished assembling and was about to strike a sector of the Great Wall with thunderous force.

As a result, several Yanhuang battle groups suddenly erupted from the flanks and rear without any warning.

A sky‑covering barrage of dimensional cannons swept the ground, instantly tearing a bloody gap in their formation.

Before the Devourer fleet could react, the Yanhuang fleet immediately activated its dimensional engines and fled, leaving only a chaotic battlefield behind.

Inside the Overlord's flagship, the chaotic will composed of countless civilizations' echoes clearly felt—for the first time—'irritation'.

This feeling was like a giant capable of shaking the stars,

yet being covered in bites from an indestructible, unshakable swarm of mosquitoes, leaving it with strength it could not use.

It could easily tear apart any Yanhuang fleet—if it could catch its opponent.

"Physical‑level… attack… efficiency is too low."

A thought struggled to form within its chaotic sea of consciousness.

"Switch… attack mode."

"Activate… mental… strike!"

The next second, the Overlord's flagship, together with the tens of trillions of Devourer warships, saw the dense blood‑red patterns on their hulls darken abruptly.

In its place came an intangible wave that rippled outward in circles of death, spreading indiscriminately across the entire battlefield and even into the interior of the Great Wall.

This was neither energy nor matter.

but a pure curse that bypassed all physical defenses and directly targeted the soul and will!

The Heavenly Heart Command Center.

"Ah—!"

A young technician in charge of data monitoring suddenly let out a heart‑rending scream without any warning.

He clutched his head with both hands, his eyes bulging, as black blood oozed from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ear canals.

His whole body seemed seized by an invisible giant hand, he rolled violently from his seat to the floor, twitching painfully like an epileptic fit, and emitted hoarse groans from his throat.

This was only the beginning.

The screams spread like a contagious plague.

Instantly, over ninety percent of the technicians and low‑rank officers in the command hall exhibited the same symptoms!

The star maps and data streams before their eyes began to twist and melt into grotesque ghostly faces.

In their ears it sounded as if billions of dying beings were uttering the most mournful wails and vicious curses, making it feel as though their brains were about to be stirred into pulp.

"Alarm! Alarm! Seventy‑three percent of the command system units have lost contact!"

"High‑intensity mental pollution detected! The Tianhe optical brain is riddled with logical fallacies! The pollution is eroding the core system via the data links!"

The piercing alarms and agonized groans blended together; the once orderly, high‑spirited command hub collapsed into utter paralysis within about three seconds, becoming a hell on earth.

The Solar System base.

The holographic projections of Lao Luo, Zhang Yunfeng, and others also flickered violently, as if they might collapse at any moment.

Though their wills far exceeded ordinary people's, their faces were now twisted, clearly enduring immense pain.

"It's a mental attack!"

Academician Qian Bowen's face turned ashen as paper; he clenched his teeth so hard that his gums bled.

Veins on his forehead bulged one by one like writhing earthworms,

"Good… what an overbearing attack! It's trying to destroy our command system at its root!"

In the midst of this abyss of despair and chaos.

A clear, cold, ethereal voice laced with utter contempt rang through the hall.

"You want to play with mental power against me?"

Nangong Lin then moved.

In her eyes, which had been calm and still like a deep night sky, black pupils now burst forth with a golden divine light as brilliant as the sun!

"Wielding an axe before Lu Ban—utterly ridiculous!"

She gave a cold snort.

A vast, pure surge of mental power, centered on her, instantly swept across the entire Heavenly Heart Command!

This mental force was like a divine rain that purifies everything; wherever it passed, all wails, curses, pain, and illusions were wiped clean.

The technicians curled on the ground, screaming while clutching their heads, felt a cool sensation pour down from the crown of their heads, instantly dispelling all negative emotions; the vicious shrieks echoing in their minds ceased at once.

The mind, unprecedentedly clear!

Within three seconds, the entire command center returned to dead silence.

Everyone gazed at the girl seated on the throne, her body wreathed in divine light, with the awe and astonishment reserved for seeing a deity descend to earth.

However, what Nangong Lin did went far beyond mere defense.

Her gaze seemed to pierce spacetime, penetrate the Great Wall, and lock directly onto the source of the mental tsunami millions of light‑years away—the Overlord's flagship!

"To come and not go back is improper."

Nangong Lin extended a slender, fair index finger, carved like beautiful white jade, pointed at the void, and tapped lightly.

Her boundless mental power, in that instant, condensed into an intangible, substance‑less blade, sharp enough to sever gods and souls!

This sword, against the surge of that mental tsunami, crossed the distance of time and space, and fiercely slashed toward that colossal biological flagship!

Beyond the Great Wall.

Inside the Overlord's flagship, the chaotic amalgam of wills was admiring its masterpiece, enjoying the beautiful symphony of enemies wailing in pain.

Suddenly, a sharp sensation bearing supreme "divinity" exploded without warning in its consciousness core!

"Ao——!"

A roar unlike anything any creature could produce, filled with shock and violent fury, wildly reverberated through the flagship's biological network.

Its proud mental tsunami was interrupted!

Even its consciousness core, formed from countless amalgamated wills, was gashed by this sudden sword strike, leaving a minuscule crack!

Although the crack instantly healed under the torrent of immense energy, the feeling of being slapped back by an ant—'pain' and 'humiliation'—shattered its defenses completely!

Heavenly Heart Command Center.

Qin Hao looked at Nangong Lin on the throne, his eyes revealing an unhidden hint of approval.

"Not bad, your talent is about to catch up to mine."

Nangong Lin withdrew her spiritual power; the divine light in her pupils slowly faded, restoring her usual calm.

She shook her head slightly, her cold voice carrying a rare hint of regret:

"Still far off. I can feel that my spiritual power has hit a ceiling, as if blocked by an invisible membrane."

She looked at Qin Hao, her clear eyes holding a pleading meaning.

"This membrane, I feel that even after ten thousand years I couldn't break through. Beyond it…… is empty."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao curled the corner of his mouth into a mysterious smile.

"A breakthrough in spiritual power lies not in accumulating quantity, but in seeing."

Nangong Lin startled.

"When you can see something vaster than the starry sky, you will naturally break through."

He said no more, merely raising his hand to lightly pat Nangong Lin's shoulder.

At the instant his palm made contact, a trace, minuscule yet containing boundless profundity and vastness of thought, flowed along his palm into Nangong Lin's sea of consciousness.

Nangong Lin's body shuddered violently, her pupils instantly dilating!

In less than a thousandth of a second, she "saw"!

She saw beyond that membrane!

That was not emptiness, but something indescribable, incomprehensible—merely glimpsing a corner,

which made her feel as if her soul were about to be torn apart and assimilated…… into nothingness!

That glance made her understand the weight of Qin Hao's words.

"Don't rush,

Qin Hao withdrew his hand, his voice pulling her back from that brief shock: "Let's finish this battle first."

Nangong Lin took a deep breath, suppressed the tumult in her heart, nodded thoughtfully, and said nothing more.

At this moment, everyone noticed.

Beyond the star chart, the Overlord fleet's attack pattern changed once again.