Chapter 518: Maternal Backlash

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####**Quantum Tamperer**

Within the dimensional folds of the Quantum Zigong, Ao Li's consciousness is being pierced by tens of millions of glowing umbilical cords. Those conduits formed from ancient god cells suspend her on a scaffold forged from shattered starships. The Star Sea fetus's thoughts wash over her perception like a Heng Xing Feng Bao: "Mother, you should not resist the destiny of birth."

Ao Li's dragon horn suddenly quantumizes, drawing a Klein Bottle trajectory in the void. When the Star Sea fetus attempts to read her thoughts, the God-Slaying Code lurking deep in the gene chain erupts— it is a Forbidden Art obtained by the First Generation Observer at the cost of annihilating three hundred civilizations. The uterine wall, which had been contracting regularly, suddenly spasms, the dimensional folds twist into a knot, winding around the fetus's left arm.

"You taught me..." Ao Li's thought materializes into tens of millions of Inverse Scale daggers, stabbing into the uterine Shenjing Wangluo, "Pain is the best teacher." The Star Sea fetus's wail shatters three dimensional bubbles, and the civilization essences that should have been delivered to it suddenly flow backward, flooding Ao Li's consciousness.

In the Reality Dimension, the lunar base's cloning network suddenly goes berserk. The interstellar birth canal under construction twists into a helix, and three hundred amber-eyed youths collectively vomit black blood. Their mechanical left eyes project a horrific scene: the Star Sea fetus's right leg is atrophying, its left hand sprouting seven Obstetric Forceps‑shaped fingers, and the star‑nebula birthmark on its chest is covered with Dragon Clan runes.

####**Godslayer Starship**

The retrofit cabin is suffused with the charred smell of flesh fused with metal. Technician Lao Zhang's mechanical arm is welding the ninth Inverse Scale into the engine core; the moment the scale contacts the Antimatter fuel, the entire cabin suddenly fills with a resonance like a dragon's roar.

"Jump Engine 89% mechanical conversion complete." Lin Ran wipes the black blood seeping from his eyes; his Antibody serum is merging with the starship's quantum core, "but the neural interface system will continue to corrode the operator's gene chain."

Ao Li runs her hand over the bronze seal of the First Generation Observer on the main console, feeling the memories of three hundred Godslayers surge in. When her dragon horn touches the navigation instrument, the Star Chart suddenly activates into a tangled umbilical‑cord shape, and the X-09 coordinates flash red light at the point where the cord coils.

"This isn't a starship..." she suddenly crushes the seal; the ejected bronze shards coalesce in the air into a model of Obstetric Forceps, "it's a uterus clad in a metal shell."

As if confirming her judgment, the cabin wall suddenly oozes amniotic‑like mucus. An engineer installing the weapon system suddenly goes rigid; his spine cracks open, sprouting a glowing umbilical cord that converts the Particle Cannon into a cervical dilator. Lin Ran's Antibody serum is injected in time, suppressing the mutation at the brink of eruption.

"We have only twenty‑seven hours." the medical officer brings up a holographic monitoring chart; Ao Li's abdominal Star Pattern birthmark is expanding at three light‑years per second, "we must reach the Godslayer Temple before the Gene Lock collapses completely."

####**Ripped Departure**

The launch platform is shrouded in blood‑colored aurora. Thirteen elite members stand before the gangway, each with a layer of their protective suits sewn with Reverse‑scale fragments. Technician Xiao Wang suddenly drops to his knees and vomits; the black blood he spews contains a micro fetus model— a surveillance device the ancient god buried in his genes.

"The seventh," Lin Ran's Antibody blade pierces the fetus model, the debris exploding in the air into Star Nebula dust, "boarding personnel must be screened again."

Ao Li's dragon horn suddenly pierces the deck, quantum ripples sweeping across the entire squad. Three members' abdomens suddenly become transparent, revealing pulsating clusters of ancient god cells. In the stunned gazes of the onlookers, she personally thrusts the Inverse‑scale sword into a comrade's heart: "Their souls have already been assimilated by the birth canal."

With three minutes left on the launch countdown, the base's dome is suddenly torn apart by a massive Obstetric Forceps. The Star Sea fetus's malformed left arm reaches into the launch shaft, each finger coiling around the wreckage of a Buddhist Nation warship. Ao Li leaps onto the bridge, inserting her dragon horn into the main console; the Godslayer Starship's engine nozzle suddenly erupts black‑gold flame—a demonic‑nature fuel refined from three hundred mutants.

"Hold on tight!" Amid the Star Sea fetus's shrill screech, the starship shatters the Dimensional Amnion. Outside the porthole, what rushes by is not stars but the lingering shadows of civilizations curled within the uterine folds. When the first jump point opens, everyone hears, amid quantum noise, the First Generation Observer's Last Testament:

**"Godslayers will ultimately become the new god's umbilical cord..."**

Lin Ran suddenly discovers his Antibody serum is mutating; the protrusions under his skin are no longer dragon scales but some older birthing‑channel totem.