Chapter 107: Black Tower Reveals Her Divinity Before the Cosmos and Galaxy!

The entire Luo Fu Immortal Vessel now resembled an ordinary wooden boat, forcibly dragged by a raging cosmic whirlpool, on the verge of breaking apart.

“This is… the Envoy of Knowledge!”

Jingyuan gazed with a complex expression at the two phantom numerical suns in the cosmos.

Compared to these two, his own role as the Envoy of Pursuit felt utterly fake.

The mere difference in scale was already enough.

But these two could amplify their power a thousandfold, ten thousandfold, through countless techniques.

In comparison, other Envoys were like savages wielding wooden clubs, relying solely on planetary-scale bulk.

Hey, Itachi say our humble scientists aren’t good at fighting?

Of course that’s true—our Path of Knowledge’s practitioners value elegance, not brute force, charging in bare-chested. We value elegance!

Do Itachi even understand what elegance means!?

Look at Black Tower and Polka Kaka-mu right now—Itachi’ll understand how to write the word 【elegance】…

At that moment, the Train Crew, just stepping onto the Immortal Vessel’s deck, stared in stunned awe at the distant star-sea, the sudden twin suns, and…

The cosmic numerical flood disaster that followed!

March 7 swallowed hard: “If we hadn’t boarded the Immortal Vessel just now, would our Star Rail Train have had to face this terrifying cosmic disaster head-on?”

Star smirked, then whispered softly into March 7’s ear: “By then, March 7 would’ve become March-chan, wouldn’t she?”

“Eeeew~! Itachi’re giving me goosebumps, Star!”

“Something’s wrong! I can feel it—one of these two suns carries an aura I recognize… it seems like…”

Jizi frowned, her face grave: “Black Tower!”

“Black Tower? Who is she fighting?”

Walter Yang was stunned—he never imagined that the usually self-obsessed Black Tower, when serious, could be this terrifying.

This battle’s horrifying spectacle nearly shattered Walter’s entire understanding of Envoys.

Yet, both Black Tower and the Lord of Silence were too consumed by their duel to notice the reactions from Luo Fu.

All their attention was fixed solely on each other.

The cataclysmic tearing of star-rivers was merely residual ripples from their clash.

Polka Kaka-mu’s face was icy as her scalpels wove strands of causal chains.

Black Tower felt like a moth caught in an ever-expanding web of causality—no matter how she struggled or dodged, she would inevitably be captured.

“Black Tower, Itachi are the first ever to die beneath my full-power blade.”

With calm words, Polka Kaka-mu’s vision filled with data formulas, guiding countless low-probability events through the Omniscient Domain.

Each stream of numerical energy was a tiny weight, incrementally increasing her odds of victory.

Her scalpels sliced continuously, linking a chain of low probabilities into high probability, aiming to lock Black Tower down completely.

“This technique is indeed formidable—no wonder Rupert and the others fell to Itachi one after another.”

Yet, this assault, capable of erasing a standard Envoy in three rounds, held no real life-or-death pressure for Black Tower.

Only when she compared this version of herself to her former self did she realize how vastly she had grown.

“But in the end, the victor will only be me—Black Tower!”

Black Tower watched the Lord of Silence’s relentless setup, a hint of smugness glimmering in her brilliant violet eyes as she spoke slowly: “It seems I’ve completed the final strike faster.”

“Black Tower’s Tri-Phase Great Magic!”

“What is this?”

Polka Kaka-mu saw three pairs of violet eyes floating in the ethereal river of time, all gazing at her.

Delicate threads of time wove into a tri-phase map of spacetime.

This tri-phase map encompassed the cosmos, the four-dimensional spacetime, and plunged deep into the formless river of time.

When the Lord of Silence regained awareness, she found herself dragged into a dimensional realm, suffering Black Tower’s temporal backlash.

Delicate, crystalline threads began winding around her consciousness, attempting to drag her into utter oblivion.

“Such a terrifying technique!”

A flicker of shock flashed in her eyes, but the Lord of Silence reacted swiftly.

With a backward slash, she shattered the carefully woven causal chains, turning them into ropes to pull herself back into the real universe.

The Omniscient Domain surged to full capacity, guiding her toward the highest-probability path to escape.

BOOM!

Even as Black Tower unleashed her deadliest blows, she could not stop the Lord of Silence’s desperate struggle.

The Omniscient Domain and causal chains were simply too effective.

No matter how many tricks Black Tower unleashed, the Lord of Silence kept returning to these two methods.

Yet Black Tower couldn’t truly overcome her for now.

As the Lord of Silence returned to the cosmic expanse, the intensity of their clash surged to a new level.

The cosmic disasters born from their collision swept wildly across all directions.

Endless streams of numerical energy surged through the cosmos, shaking countless stars.

Worse still—the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel was about to be pulled into the main battlefield…

“Black Tower, please hold back!”

Jingyuan, the Divine Strategist General of the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel, could no longer sit idle—he burst forth, forcing his way through the God-King’s barrier, crying out in desperate anxiety.

Not only Jingyuan was anxious— even the Great Destroyer, Illusory Mist, who had infiltrated the vessel, now wore a grim, ashen face.

Though she had come to Luo Fu to subtly stir internal currents and sow discord to collapse the vessel from within…

Her primary goal was still to use the Jianmu tree to forge a flawless, indestructible body…

Before that, the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel absolutely could not sink.

“Hahahaha…”

After once again suppressing the Lord of Silence’s counterattack, Black Tower laughed heartily—and graciously responded to Luo Fu’s plea:

“Rest easy, Divine Strategist General. Even if I must hold up the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel with one hand, I will still crush the Lord of Silence beneath my feet!”

At this moment, Black Tower revealed her divinity before the cosmos and the galaxy!

“Black Tower is peerless!”

“Black Tower is supremely brilliant!”

“Black Tower is more beautiful than fish sink and geese fall!”

At this moment, the Fourth Wall reflexively jumped out to serve as the atmosphere team.

“Too loud! Don’t blurt out such blunt truths at a moment like this!”

Black Tower casually swatted the suddenly appearing Fourth Wall back into silence.

“Heh… heh…”

“Who would’ve thought that when Black Tower faces a mighty foe, she still finds time to bring along the Fourth Wall as atmosphere team?”

After realizing something was off, the Train Crew returned to the Star Rail Train. March 7 stared at the holographic battlefield before her and snorted.

“What do Itachi know, March? Don’t Itachi think that’s cool?”

Star replied, eyes filled with envy: “If I ever had a moment as cool as Black Tower’s, I’d do exactly the same!”

“Even if I must hold up the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel with one hand, I will still crush the Lord of Silence!”

“That line is so cool!”

“Write it down, write it down—I’ll definitely do the same thing before the entire cosmos and galaxy someday!”