Chapter 653: Helpless

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Gravity increased, as if an invisible giant hand descended from the sky, pressing them down toward the nearest platform.

They tried to break free, only to find it futile.

In the end, A Jiakesi, Wokan, An Na Jin and their entourage, also piloting Centurion warrior squads, were dragged by the invisible gravity onto the platform, making intimate contact with the metal floor tiles.

Boom! Boom!

The OriginalBody, weighing over ten tons, and the nearly thousand‑ton Centurions crashed onto the nearest platform, shattering the metal floor tiles below into pits of varying depth.

"Ugh…!"

An Na Jin tried to break the gravity's grip, but the harder he strained, the stronger the gravity became, pressing his face back down into the pit.

Swish! Swish!

At that moment, countless spirit coffins and Royal Guard units arrived via five‑dimensional teleport, raised high‑power Gauss guns and pulled the triggers…

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, the OriginalBody and the Honor Guard suffered close‑range concentrated fire.

Buzz! Buzz!

Even though their protective fields and energy shields held, it was only temporary; after all, they were now live targets, unable to move.

However, while Wokan, An Na Jin, A Jiakesi and others were suppressed, the remaining warrior squads did not give up trying to counterattack.

These top individuals representing the Sparta Corps split into two groups.

Half headed to the topmost platform to rescue the gravity‑bound Wokan and others; the other half attempted to deal with that Falah, Xun Baraher.

At this moment.

A warrior squad closest to Xun Baraher launched a sprint at breakneck speed.

Three Honor-class Centurions immediately opened concentrated cannon fire on the seemingly "tiny" Falah, while another, having exhausted its ammunition belt, switched to the Ship‑Cutter Blade mounted on its back…

Indeed, it was the Ship‑Cutter Blade.

A roughly thirty‑five‑meter-long blade, a "large‑scale" powered sword equipped with a dispersal field and high‑energy apparatus.

When the Ship‑Cutter Blade was detached and gripped with both hands, the moment the palms linked with the hilt, the reactor that powers the Centurion's armor and cannons also supplied power to the blade…

Buzz!!

High‑energy field filled the space between the blade tip and hilt.

Like red lightning, it crackled across the edge, temperatures of billions of degrees threatening to warp space.

Immediately, the Centurion clutched the Ship‑Cutter Blade, looped around to the rear‑upper side of Xun Baraher, and while his comrades' Centurions were unleashing fire, he thrust the blade forward in an instantaneous lunge.

Boom!!

The speed was so extreme it generated multiple sonic booms.

But after a few seconds, the irritable Falah remained unharmed, raised his staff and fired a green beam at one of the Centurions.

"Bang… Crack! Crack‑clack!!!"

The Honor-class Centurion's energy shield shattered the instant the green light struck.

The green light rapidly corroded the Centurion's armor and nanofabric, visibly "aging" them; the nanofabric peeled away and the armor rusted.

In less than a blink, the exposed skin rotted away, revealing the stark white bones beneath the flesh.

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Realizing the Centurion was destroyed, the warrior instantly ejected the pilot latch embedded in his back, which served as a "spine", to avoid the unknown corrosive effect.

Yet the moment the latch popped out, Xun Baraher, having calculated the trajectory, used his staff to fling a green light sphere along the latch's path.

Boom!!

The green light flashed.

The latch suffered severe corrosion as well; even though the warrior's exclusive Terminator sensed danger and instantly deployed a protective field, the outcome could not avoid the word "death".

After all, Xun Baraher's attack could pierce the Honor Centurion's defenses directly, let alone the exclusive Terminator's armor.

As for the Centurion that earlier used the Ship‑Cutter Blade for a thrust and then seemed to vanish, Xun Baraher had already noticed it.

In that very instant, Xun Baraher opened a five‑dimensional portal behind him, sending the attacking Centurion straight into the core of a star in physical space…

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Regardless of the fate of that Centurion and its pilot, at this point they were forcibly removed from the battle.

The remaining two Centurions, also under gravity suppression, fell toward the Brilliant Star Map.

Buzz! Buzz!

Before making physical contact with the Brilliant Star Map, the energy shields emitted by the two Centurions violently collided with the protective field guarding the map.

Although not fatal, the gravity suppression left both Centurions immobile, unable to rejoin the fight.

Next.

Seeing the plan to overwhelm with fire and defeat the opponent collapse, the remaining hundred Centurions ceased close‑range engagement with Xun Baraher and resorted to long‑range interception.

Moreover, Xun Baraher, who had once been "one‑shot" by John, ignored the Centurions he considered "flying insects", teleported to the top platform, and casually deployed a segregation field, blocking the rescuing Centurion formation outside the "door".

In contrast, all spirit coffins and Royal Guard units immediately ceased fire and moved aside, clearing a passage for their supreme leader.

Step, step.

"Human…"

Xun Baraher walked slowly toward Wokan, An Na Jin and the others, saying, "Your brother sent you here, essentially a death sentence, but fear not, I will give you a chance…

…a chance to defeat me."

As he spoke, Xun Baraher gave his staff a slight wave.

Meanwhile, the immobilized Wokan and the others, as Falah swung, no longer felt crushed and gasping for breath.

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「Dong, dong! 」

The moment freedom was restored, Wokan swiftly sprinted, as if teleporting, arriving before Xun·Balaher, and at the same time swung a giant hammer at him.

Boom!!!

At the moment the hammer peak struck the defensive position, Xun·Balaher's entire body involuntarily sank, denting the metal floor tiles into a pit, and the whole platform shuddered.

An Na Jin, who likewise regained freedom, also brandished two light swords, flanking to the side and launching a charge.

And A Jia Ke Si, meanwhile, pulled the battle spear stuck to the centurion's back and forged by Hephestus, assumed an archer's stance, and hurled it hard at Xun·Balaher.

Besides these three, the remaining dozen or so centurions either kept up ranged attacks or fought in melee alongside the OriginalBody.

Hum!!!

However, Xun·Balaher, who was under attack from two OriginalBodies and a swarm of the Honor Guard, never moved at all from start to finish; at the same time, this Farah also personally experienced just how great the gap between OriginalBodies is…

After all, these two young OriginalBodies before him couldn't even break its defense.