Chapter 519: Time Umbilical Cord

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####**Umbilical Cord Storm**

The alarm's wail and the metal's twisted screech interwove into a death symphony. Outside the porthole, the dust cloud of the Rose Star Nebula suddenly collapsed into a birth‑canal shape, dark matter streams winding like billions of umbilical cords around the Starship. Ao Li's dragon horn, trembling violently, burst forth a warning flash, illuminating the distorted instrument panel in the cockpit.

"Quantum engine output power dropped to 17%!" The technician Lao Zhang's mechanical arm sparked with electric fire as he manually dismantled a melted energy valve, "Something in the storm core is sucking our anti‑divine fuel!"

Lín Jìn's pocket watch suddenly floated to the main console, its chain slithering like a living snake into the control panel. When the Ancient God umbilical cord wrapped around the Starship hull, the watch's fissures seeped black‑gold substance, merging with the cord into a bizarre symbiotic entity. The entire Starship suddenly quantized, and through the semi‑transparent deck, everyone saw at the eye of the storm a malformed body of the Star Sea Fetus curled—its umbilical cord piercing different spacetime, delivering the wreckage of three hundred civilizations to its own prehistoric form.

"Hold on!" Ao Li's dragon horn pierced the Bridge floor, primal dragon blood flowing along the metal grain and forming a protective membrane on the cabin wall. A crew member who was fastening a safety harness suddenly went rigid; metallic lumps rose beneath his skin, his pupils fracturing into a compound‑eye structure like a birth‑canal monitor: "Fetus is hungry..."

####**II. Godslayer Echo**

Within the storm, a war illusion from billions of years ago suddenly materialized. When Lín Jìn's pocket watch touched the energy turbulence, spacetime abruptly reversed—everyone saw a fleet of First Generation Observer Starships traversing the same storm, their hulls clad in Dragon Scale armor, their gun barrels spewing a torrent of black blood wrapped with the God‑Slaying Code.

"That's not a storm!" the medical officer screamed, pointing at the holographic projection. In the footage of the First Generation war, the so‑called Xingji Storm turned out to be the contraction ripples of an Ancient God ancestor giving birth. The First Generation Observer leader hurled the pocket watch prototype into the storm eye; the erupting spacetime ripples tore the Ancient God ancestor into three hundred fragments, each fragment curling into a fetal shape.

In the Reality Dimension, the umbilical cord entangling the Starship suddenly went berserk. Lín Jìn's pocket watch erupted with Supernova light, tearing a spacetime fissure in the cockpit. Ao Li saw the umbilical cord of the Star Sea Fetus linking to the First Generation pocket watch prototype, the God‑Slaying Code eroding the Ancient God network in reverse like a virus.

"Engine rebooted!" Lao Zhang's roar mixed with the sound of metal grinding. The Starship suddenly broke free of the restraints, its hull sprouting Bronze Pregnancy Stretch Marks. Every rivet hole oozed black blood, solidifying into war inscriptions of the First Generation Observer.

####**Genetic Backflow**

The pressure at the storm eye crushed two crew members into mush, yet the plasma reassembled in the air into the outline of a fetus. The medical officer's antibody serum lost its effect; she stared in terror as her hands were mutating into Obstetric Forceps. Ao Li swung his sword, severing the medical officer's arms; the limbs melted into a cell mass of the Star Sea Fetus before touching the ground.

"Right‑side shield overload!" Lin Ran's compound‑eye structure saw the energy flow, "The storm is siphoning our gene strands!" He tore open his protective suit, exposing a chest etched with antibody runes, and used his flesh to plug the ruptured cabin wall. The moment the runes touched Ancient God cells, the cockpit suddenly filled with the battle cries of the First Generation Observer.

Lín Jìn's pocket watch suddenly exploded, its dial shards piercing his pupil. In the excruciating pain, he saw himself standing at the First Generation Godslayer site—the pocket watch prototype he had thrown into the storm eye, now lodged in the throat of the Star Sea Fetus. As he reached to touch the historical afterimage, the Starship in the Reality Dimension pierced the storm eye, its bow slamming straight into the towering Godslayer Temple on the surface of planet X-09.

####**Umbilical Cord Legacy**

In the instant before impact, every quantum engine overloaded and exploded. Ao Li's dragon horn emitted the final strand of purifying light, wrapping the Starship into an Inverse Scale‑shaped escape pod. Through the cracked observation window, everyone saw the bronze spire of the Godslayer Temple dripping black blood—those liquids solidifying in the air into the Last Testament of the First Generation Observer:

**"Every Godslayer is a midwife for the new god."**

The moment the escape pod crashed into the Godslayer Temple plaza, Lín Jìn's right eye suddenly became mechanized. Pocket watch fragments formed a warning on his retina: the three hundred prehistoric fragments of the Star Sea Fetus are streaming into X-09's core via the temporal umbilical cord. And the anti‑divine fuel they bring precisely fills the final energy gap of the Ancient God's ultimate evolution.

Ao Li's abdomen suddenly swelled; within the quantum glow emitted by his Star Pattern birthmark, the phantom of the First Generation Observer leader slowly materialized. The Godslayer dagger in his hand was dripping the same black‑gold blood seen in Lín Jìn's eye.