I Really Didn t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 800 - 478: Determination_1



Chapter 800: Chapter 478: Determination_1

Now, Marthus was only a hair’s breadth away from success.

But as with anything, the closer one gets to success, the closer they are to failure.

The Compound-Eyed Observer was not a fool and had long noticed Marthus’s intention to make a big move.

It was not that they underestimated Marthus, but rather his performance was just too good.

Now, he would face the real difficulties.

Besides the Star-shattering Cannons, the other weapon of Prism Ship – the activated white plasma that could form a grid-like connection – was already active.

At this moment, thick branches of white plasma, like banyan roots, are sweeping towards him at an extremely fast speed.

The Prism Ships in the distance had already turned their cannons to cover him with the White Beam Cannons.

As for the balloon-like Antimatter Interference Bubbles, they had already blocked Marthus’s path, floating densely like ghosts flying out of ancient castles.

The Star-shattering Cannons in front were still charging.

This time they were aimed at a large missile base in the distance, which was continuously launching missiles at a high frequency.

The missile base was loaded with the latest fingertip missiles.

Each missile was only the size of a fingertip, filled with explosives that could generate antimatter, and a blasting fuse from the Trait Galaxy. The killing radius reached tens of kilometers, and hundreds of thousands were launched every second.

This base posed a great threat to the Blade Mantis and other assault units, effectively reducing the pressure on the human troops within a diameter of several million kilometers. It was a key strategic target.

Actually, according to the original plan of the command headquarters, he could choose to detonate the bomb now.

The designed killing range of the Energy Beam Bomb could reach a million kilometers, which could entirely engulf the Prism Ships converging only ten thousand kilometers away.

However. In Marthus’s plan, he had never considered such a compromise.

Since he was here, he had to do it perfectly.

Incomplete tests were meaningless.

Marthus only wanted to shove the bomb into the Prism Ship’s “mouth.”

Therefore, his last stretch of the journey would be the most difficult.

At this moment, Marthus was continuing to progress by zigzagging at a speed of more than 300 direction changes per second.

In order to accurately lock onto the Prism Ships, he had compressed his own range of direction changes to within 200 kilometers.

The White Beam Cannons fired by the nearby Prism Ships in charge of covering him arrived first.

Hundreds of white beams, each covering an area of 30 kilometers, intertwined in space, as if constructing a stage in the universe for Marthus.

This stage was lethal.

Marthus’s propelling route was completely blocked, making it impossible to dodge.

He could only force his way forward while being pursued and intercepted by the Compound Eye combat units.

In an instant, he plunged into the range of the white beams.

At this moment, the True Unified Force Shield and Composite Multi-layer Energy Shield, both boasting twice the performance of ordinary Astral Shadow Armor, came into play.

The defensive capability of Marthus’s battle armor was no less than that of a defender-type escort ship.

He withstood the white beams and was getting closer to the front.

He was still zigzagging and changing directions at a terrifying speed close to the speed of light, just slightly faster than the ghost-like antimatter interference bubbles.

7,100 kilometers!

The distance between the two was getting closer.

At the same time, he had entered the coverage range of the plasma network.

The plasma’s penetration was stronger than the white beams, easily piercing through his external shield and striking his armor.

Marthus’s armor surface was covered by a spider-web-like network of fine currents.

These “currents” once easily tore apart human battleships.

But now, the New Materials armor displayed its effectiveness.

In the previous timeline, the grid plasma of Prism Ships only needed a slight touch to shatter human creations into pure Quark particles.

But at this moment, the plasma struggled to move through Marthus’s armor, spreading out layer by layer on its surface, peeling off its structure, and decomposing the metal atoms inside and dragging them out.

As these basic particles left Marthus’s armor, they quickly aggregated in the cosmos, like flames.

Marthus began to leave a trail of flaming light along the way.

4,600 kilometers!

The density of the grid plasma in front had reached an unparalleled level, making it difficult for Marthus to move.

As his armor was continuously being eroded, its thickness had decreased significantly.

Even the power system of his battle armor had been damaged, causing a decline in mobility.

What’s worse, as the degree of his petrification continued to deepen, his thinking and reaction speed began to slow down.

In his direct perception, he did not feel that he had slowed down, but rather that everything outside was speeding up.

People in such situations could easily make judgment errors.

Fortunately, Marthus’s operation command system had detailed records of the petrification potion’s effectiveness, so he knew the ratio of his slowed thinking and how to use his combat instinct to predict in advance.

Like the Philosopher.

I’m getting slower.

But it doesn’t matter.

I just need to learn from the Philosopher, and keep advancing my prediction time like I always do.

Even if I only advance it by 0.01 seconds, it’s enough.

Another 0.013 seconds passed, and Marthus activated the last layer of his battle armor’s shield.

Actually, this was not a shield, but a lethal weapon.

However, at this particular time, this killing tool became Marthus’s last line of defense.

It was one of the top products from the Shadow Galaxy, a part of the Dyson Membrane Swallowing Energy Field, taken from a physical black hole.

It was like a piece of cloth.

When this “cloth” was shaken out and draped over Marthus’s battle armor, it turned into a pitch-black cloak, making him resemble the shadow of the Grim Reaper.

His armor no longer released flames outward, as everything dispersing from inside was swept up and assimilated by high-speed oscillating particles in the energy field, becoming one with it.


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