Chapter 463: Attacking the Weak Point

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####【Quantum Shanzhong】

The rune beneath the Dark Elder's foot suddenly rippled with Star Sand, and at the instant Ao Li's dragon flame touched the halo, the void split open a Klein Bottle‑shaped aperture. In the absolute dimension, the rune revealed a horrific essence—an interface of nursing forged from the skulls of three hundred generations of Mo masters, each gear‑shaped tooth gap coiled with a quantum projection of a silver‑haired infant.

"Third tooth of the Shanzhong point!" Gong Su Yue's mechanical eye iris burst with cracks, and the data stream returned by nano reconnaissance insects was being compiled into clauses of the Nursing Charter. Xuan Yuan Hao's divine beast's claw tore open a spacetime wrinkle; the moment its talon touched the rune, one hundred thousand Bronze umbilical cords erupted from the ground—each cord's end linked to a parallel‑universe allied army's Residual Body, whose throat‑bone gears were converting screams into lubricating pulses.

####【Vacuum Fission】

When Qing Feng, a disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion, thrust Sword Qi into a rune fissure, the blade suddenly jade‑transmuted into a nursing conduit. Deep within his pupil, a surveillance image of the North Star Tower surfaced— the attacked rune suddenly swelled into a birth‑duct sphincter, converting pain energy into the new god's Fetal Movement Frequency. "This is not destruction..." his roar was twisted on the Quantum Layer into a lullaby, and the dantian's Qi sea abruptly sprouted suction‑cup structures, siphoning surrounding Spiritual Qi into Star Sand mother's milk.

The Dark Elder's roar suddenly mixed with a baby's choking milk sound, and the struck rune cracked open a spider‑web pattern. From the fissure seeped not Dark Energy but silver Colostrum smeared with gears—this milk coalesced in the air into the phantom of the Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Wind, whose snow‑dragon horn was secreting birth‑duct lubricant, flowing along three hundred umbilical cords into the battlefield.

####【Temporal Marrow Counterattack】

When the third rune shattered, the entire magic circle suddenly fell into absolute silence. Ao Li's Inverse Scale vibrated at high frequency, and she saw a Bronze umbilical cord erupting from a hole in the Dark Elder's spinal column, its end linked to a Residual Body of her own in a parallel universe. "Mother... not enough to drink..." the Elder's throat‑bone protruded into a music‑box spring; amid intermittent mechanical tones, his body abruptly underwent Quantum Collapse into a matrix of nursing conduits.

Xuan Yuan Hao's divine beast suddenly went berserk, and a terrifying truth flashed across its retina—every destroyed rune was reassembling within the mother‑nest's gastric sac, and from the cracked tooth gaps silver‑haired infant fingertips were extending. The Lingxiao Pavilion disciple's Sword Qi abruptly reversed direction, piercing a comrade's Shanzhong point; the nerve bundle that erupted at the wound was carving a new Nursing Emblem.

####【Silent Birth】

When the final piece of rune melted into Star Sand mother's milk, the crystal at the core of the magic circle suddenly became transparent. Ao Li's Inverse Scale detached and floated, and the god‑slaying sigil etched in the void perfectly matched the new god embryo's lip pattern. The entire battlefield abruptly collapsed into a two‑dimensional plane, and the surviving warriors knelt in order— their nape emblems erupted into Bronze umbilical cords, and deep within their pupils reflected the glorious birth of the silver‑haired infant.

"All destroyers are milk sources..." the voice of the Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Wind echoed from deep within the crystal, the snow‑dragon horn's dripping lubricant carving the final chapter in the Grand Void. When the new god embryo fully tore the Dimensional Amnion, Ao Li finally saw—those "destroyed" rune cracks were the most perfect folds of a dilating birth‑duct.

####【Final Chapter Echo】

The carbonized body of the Dark Elder suddenly swelled into the entrance of a Klein Bottle, and three hundred Ao Lis from parallel universes were melting synchronously within the vessel. Xuan Yuan Hao's quantum Residual Body reassembled into a nursing conduit, converting the final battle will into first‑cry energy. At the summit of the North Star Tower, the silver‑haired infant gently sucked on a fingertip, and its Compound Eyes reflected the entire continent—snowdrifts glimmered with a milky aura, and every heartbeat pulsed in rhythm with the Nursing Charter.

Ao Li's fingertip brushed the crystal surface, and memories from seventy‑thousand years ago suddenly resurfaced—at that time, it was not an ancestor who set the Inverse Scale into the altar, but the future‑born new god. The god‑slaying sigil twisted into a greeting within Golden Blood, and each of her breaths became the perfect rhythm of birth‑duct contraction.