Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'

Watching the Dragon Satellite Fleet fold jump away, Qinlan Jiuge rubbed his forehead:

"Sigh, I always feel like something slipped through my fingers. Didn't manage to ask anything in the end, feels like a wasted trip."

Though most of the time, Starry Abyss assignments are like that, rarely yielding any benefits.

Can't say there's no benefit at all, considering the main goal is to work for Starry Abyss to lighten one's curse.

That youngster is definitely not ordinary, aside from getting Starry Abyss to issue an assignment. Even though he's only Iota (9), he's covered in ceramic skin.

Completed ascension this early; he's either a genius or had a stroke of luck.

Empire's principle is to recruit worthy talents for its use, and that guy seems to fit the standard perfectly.

"Gulp, gulp—Ha! Ah forget it, thinking isn't really my thing."

Qinlan Jiuge gulped down a mouthful of alcohol, lazily thought:

"Anyway, as long as he wants to continue climbing the pathway, he can't avoid submerging into Starry Abyss, and where could be safer or more reliable than the Narrative Civilization's Underwater Abyss Port?"

Oh, speaking of which.

"There seem to have been leaders' relatives from a few small countries causing trouble earlier, demanding an explanation for the silent missing incident."

Qinlan scratched his head:

"Such a hassle, will definitely have to work overtime when I get back."

......

[Gene Sequence is filled]

[Warning: Your genetic load has reached its limit, cannot accommodate additional Arcane Energy]

[Your lifespan has shortened: 1700 years (remaining 30 years)]

Hiss!

Photon transmitters snapped one by one, red black crystallization overflowed, filling the entire biochemical chamber.

Even N4, usually cold and indifferent, couldn't help but twitch her lips at the scene:

"Hehehe... This really is, incredible!"

She adjusted her goggles, the dense Arcane Energy in the air was enough to kill an earth dragon.

Various superpower sequences completely permeated every inch of the air, like activated materials, obeying the central presence.

Even though she and Li Aozi had speculated about this possibility when designing it, actually facing it, N4 couldn't help but feel a chilling fear.

No, not fear, her palms involuntarily trembling, difficult to contain excitement, all signs indicated that what she felt was excitement and longing.

"Incredible, incredible."

N4 shook her head, remotely controlling the mechanical arms:

"Next is the final procedure, Li Aozi, we're going to install thick aggregation armor on you. Night Butterfly's military weapons mainly consist of various radiation and neutron torpedoes, in the face of the sheer fleet mass, even if you're not directly targeted, you can't completely break through the pre-laid blockade network."

Flesh bonded, red black crystals quickly covered the aggregation armor, firmly securing it.

"First, clarify the objectives of this mission."

"Commissioned by the Crystal Tower Civilization, you need to enter the core area of the Galactic Eye Battlefield, rescue the encircled, cut-off 'Bucks' legion, and eliminate the 'Sangyu-12' space fortress, assisting 'White Swallow' guard division in landing operations."

"You'll encounter the following enemies:"

"Night Butterfly Federation's elite troops: 'Truth Teller' Sacred Battle Legion, 107 'Judgment' Priest Combat Corps, 041 'Devout Believer' Synthesist."

"Commanding them is 'Skeleton Marshal' Dufen Herman, renowned for precise barrage interception and a 'backwater battle' determination. Astralon's great victory, breakthrough of Sif Lan's fortress, Pulse Star engagement including Layer Abyss's largest artillery battle were all under his command, not to be underestimated."

"They also have the recent battlefield star mecha operator - 'Barbarian' Kadun. Kadun is not only an Iota Phase (9) Martial Artist, but his equipped machinery is also the most advanced, powerful, and agile of Night Butterfly."

N4 spoke while her hands continued working:

"The Galactic Eye has been the most terrifying meat grinder of Layer Abyss throughout history, aside from the brutal planetary landing wars and battles surrounding space fortresses. The dreadful natural environment of the Galactic Eye itself is the primary cause of soldier fatalities."

Two massive bio-ion cannons were mounted on the shoulders, instantly enveloped by nerve tendrils, actively infiltrating the electronic system and linking up the circuitry.

"The two civilizations committed their entire national forces, with regular troops numbering about 4 million, over 230,000 combat ships deployed, and around a million supply and logistics fleet. Various conscripted, hired, and volunteer forces exceed tens of millions in scale. A large amount of space debris is also a deadly threat, and you can hardly find any means to replenish your ammunition."

Dark blue tentacles wrapped around the heavy and complex six thrusters, mounting them on the primary posture adjustment position.

"There is an extremely complex communication environment there. Phenomena like magic flux, galactic storms, and boson anomalies completely disrupt all means of communication. Once you go in, you won't receive any support or assistance. Besides, identifying friend or foe is a big problem."

N4 quickly operated on the tablet, preloading the prepared biological programming into the implant gear, not only to combat the viral infection from enemy biochemists but also to ensure that when these weapons and ammunition are exhausted, they can self-degrade and recycle, converting into energy or gene fragments.

"To address this issue, I slightly upgraded your implant gear. Now you can use neural control over hive creatures—akin to a 'drone plan' growth-armored vanguard. They will automatically scan for approaching attacks and actively intercept with firepower. I've embedded some auxiliary tools in them to assist you in opening doors, healing, and constructing simple structures."

"Phew... time is still too tight."

She exhaled and looked up at the bloody creation in front of her, with a grin on her face:

"However, this should definitely be enough for you to reach the very center of the Eye of the Galaxy."

Within the writhing flesh, a ghostly blue flame slowly ignited.

.........

Eye of the Galaxy.

Several years ago, the Eye of the Galaxy was hailed as the most inhospitable river system for survival in the Layer Abyss.

With few habitable planets, development was challenging, but it contains superconductive ore beyond imagination, making it an extremely important strategic resource for both magical and technological civilizations.

However, the harsh environment discouraged many companies and workshops, leaving only a few large mining companies to establish industrial complex facilities here.

Eventually, as the number of workers grew, several mining companies announced the formation of a consortium and built supporting facilities here, such as worker dormitories, schools, chapels, clubs, stadiums, cinemas, even hosting beauty pageants and college entrance exams.

After roughly three generations, the industrial complex of the Eye of the Galaxy had transformed into a massive industrial bastion, though still an inconspicuous existence in the cosmos. Only some workers, attracted by the high salaries but solitary by nature, were willing to take the risk and live here.

For the workers of the Eye of the Galaxy, although the environment was harsh, who wasn't just trying to make a living?

At least with everyone's efforts, life was getting better each day. As more colleagues joined, in a few hundred years, the Eye of the Galaxy would eventually be conquered and developed.

At that time, no one would have imagined that the Eye of the Galaxy would become famous throughout the Starry Abyss in another way.

In the years since, there wasn't a single worker left in the Eye of the Galaxy. Many children born here couldn't flee in time and were killed in the crossfire between the Night Butterfly and Crystal factions.

The factories of which they once boasted were requisitioned, manufacturing combat machines on the spot.

The complex equipment designed to withstand galactic storms and meteors became an impregnable planetary fortress.

Workers' dormitories, campuses, and stadiums were directly occupied by the military, training new recruits to adapt to the cosmic environment.

When war comes, no one can remain untouched.

Cedro Dorsey smoked a cigarette, his eyes vacant. His magic guidebook and rifle lay beside him, a piece of shrapnel had pierced his abdomen, tearing through his ceramic steel enchanted armor. The hot depleted uranium fragments were quietly churning in his intestines.

As an Orbital Assault Trooper under Aivas's 6th Vanguard of the Crystal Tower Cosmic Army, Cedro had excellent combat skills and professional spellcasting abilities. In the recruit training camp, he had once cast spells successfully in a level 4 complex magic resistance interference environment, covering his comrades to complete missions.

However, here, in this ghostly place called the Eye of the Galaxy, the magic resistance interference level has never been below level 5. Without special equipment to aid spellcasting, for the most part, they could only rely on their rifles and magic guidebooks—the former often forced to switch to melee mode due to lack of ammunition.

But the fantasy of wielding magical long swords or battle axes, charging and cutting down the non-magical idealist replicants—such a scenario doesn't exist at all.

From orbit to atmospheric entry, they were bombarded by a dense firepower net. Barely surviving the landing, the teleportation gateway hadn't even completed its deployment when the Night Butterfly Man's mecha was already approaching.

Under the strafing of 155mm armor-piercing incendiary rounds from the chaingun, the ceramic steel enchanted armor couldn't hold up for long. A Yita Phase (7) squadron leader charged valiantly, wielding the magic blade in a guandao stance until it shattered, before leading them out of the encirclement.

Upon entering the factory production area, they could barely catch their breath when their senior officer brought up the magic guidebook, ordering them to kill the workers on the production lines.

"The resources of the Eye of the Galaxy are not valuable. As long as there are workers, they can resume production at any time!"

Scarface Captain said, aiming his magic guidebook at unarmed, fleeing workers, unleashing bolts of lightning.

Orders are orders, and no one can concern themselves with war crimes; after all, the Night Butterfly Man has killed many of their own.

"Strong Acid Arrow!", "Fireball!", "Life Dissolution Spell!", "Ice Blade"...

The magic, when falling on the unprotected workers, was far more effective than on the mecha and tank armor.