Months later, on the edge of a vast space distortion region known as the "Eye of the Storm."
Two towering black figures, as majestic as mountains, guarded a slightly weary silhouette, struggling to break through the last chaotic energy turbulence, stepping into the relatively calm core area.
It was Jeming and his only remaining two Black Giants.
Thirty years of warfare did not co without a cost.
Another Black Giant was completely destroyed in an ambush by a powerful indigenous creature group, leaving only these original two veterans by his side.
Continuous devouring and evolution caused them to undergo a complete transformation.
Their bodies grew larger, originally ten ters tall, now even more enormous, with one standing over thirty ters; beneath their black skin, a magma-like energy sheen flowed, emanating an oppressive aura—they had both advanced to Fourth Level Creatures!
Especially the earliest Third Level Black Giant, now at the pinnacle of the Fourth Level, just an opportunity away from entering the Fifth Level domain.
As elental creatures created with Magma Giants and Yetis as the base, Black Giants are naturally attuned to the law veins of "energy" and "ti."
Their path to advancent is not like wizards requiring profound rule comprehension, but more reliant on resource accumulation and potential excavation.
With the Body Refining Technique and Five Internal Organs thod Jeming initially installed, as long as resources were sufficient, their advancent speed was terrifying.
With their formidable trait of fighting beyond their level, these two Fourth Level Black Giants, their actual combat power even surpassed their master Jeming at this mont, enough to tear apart an ordinary Fifth Level Creature barehanded!
"Finally here..." Jeming exhaled deeply, wiping nonexistent sweat from his face—in a zero-gravity environnt, liquids hardly flowed naturally.
He glanced around with unease.
The gravity rules within the "Eye of the Storm" were completely shattered, sotis yanking him fiercely in one direction, other tis hurling him out violently, with multi-directional gravity occasionally acting at once, as if to tear him apart.
Chaotic gravity churned energy and matter, forming a terrifying scene like an eternal storm.
Only in this core area, where extre gravities counterbalanced each other, did it revert to the zero-gravity stable state common in the Aerial Plane.
However, calm often signifies greater danger.
Here, the stable environnt combined with the shockingly high energy concentration made the density of biological groups far exceed the outskirts.
Just as Jeming stabilized himself, he felt countless cold thoughts locking onto him.
From the surrounding colorful energy mist, tens of thousands of creatures slowly floated out.
Their bodies were like massive, semi-transparent jellyfish, with canopies ranging from a few ters to tens of ters in diater, and their soft tentacles waved like ribbons, emitting an enchanting halo.
But these "jellyfish" were not as harmless as they looked, with their canopies flashing dangerous energy cores, and the tips of their tentacles condensating sharp energy spikes capable of tearing space shields.
"Tsk, Peaceful Jellyfish Colony... and an enhanced mutated version," Jeming sighed, his fatigue deepening, but his gaze sharpened instantly.
"I knew it wouldn’t be so easy."
Without any hesitation, he willed, and thousands of crystalline Talisman Witchcraft Artifacts shot out from his sleeves.
These Talisman Witchcraft Artifacts swiftly assembled behind him as if alive, eventually forming a giant, complex-structured, and colorful halo—Great Light Appearance mode!
"Roar!"
Without needing Jeming’s command, the two Black Giants roared thunderously, taking the initiative to charge!
Their massive bodies exploded with speed unmatched by their size, like two black war fortresses, crashing into the jellyfish swarm.
The battle erupted in an instant!
The power of Fourth Level Black Giants was terrifying, and with inherent ti acceleration, they almost instantly advanced into the jellyfish swarm.
Enveloped in cold energy, each swing of their giant fists shattered several Peaceful Jellyfish and their energy shields into dust!
They opened their huge mouths, spewing scorching Magma Breath, the violent elental powers intertwined in the space, instantly clearing a vast empty area.
anwhile, Jeming floated in place, the "Great Light Appearance" behind him operating at full force.
Thousands of energy bullets poured out like a torrential storm, precisely targeting the jellyfish attempting to surround the Black Giants from the flanks or rear, as well as those particularly large individuals with exceptionally strong energy reactions.
Collisions between energy bullets and jellyfish energy shields caused continuous rumblings and blinding lights, illuminating the core area like a supernova explosion.
The Peaceful Jellyfish Colony also displayed astonishing resilience and intelligence.
They did not stubbornly endure; smaller jellyfish would autonomously converge, connecting tentacles to form larger collective shields, resisting the Black Giants’ attacks.
Certain special individuals would release powerful Psychic Shocks, attempting to disrupt Jeming and the Black Giants’ awareness.
So would even self-detonate their energy cores, generating destructive energy tides in an area, causing significant trouble for the Black Giants.
The battle lasted for days and nights.
The energy fluctuations in the core area never ceased, and the explosions’ light replaced the eternal light source.
Jeming’s face was pale, Spiritual Power draining like a flood through a sluice, but his hand controlling the "Great Light Appearance" remained steady.
The Black Giants’ battle will grew ever wilder, as the Body Refining Technique increased their resistance to various jellyfish damages throughout the battle.
And the ubiquitous biomass also beca their source of recovery and evolution.
Finally, when the last giant jellyfish king, with the most intense energy reaction, was torn apart by two Black Giants working together, exploding into a myriad of light spots, the noisy core area finally temporarily restored its silence.
Jeming was so exhausted that he was nearly spent. He drank a vial of Magic Potion, put away the "Great Light Appearance," ordered the Black Giant to stand guard, and then quickly collected relatively complete and research-worthy biological samples.
After completing all this, he truly relaxed and began to examine the "Energy Anomaly" ntioned in the mission.
He took out the Space Fluctuation Detector issued by the camp and injected his Spiritual Power.
The view began to change, and the smooth spatial textures indicated that the surrounding space was relatively stable, with no obvious abnormal fluctuations detected.
He also attempted various conventional Scouting Witchcraft, Energy Perception, Elental Scan, and even subtle rule probing, but all yielded nothing.
"Sothing’s wrong..." Jeming frowned.
The mission description clearly ntioned an abnormal energy reaction in the core area; it couldn’t just be a rumor.
With conventional thods ineffective, unconventional ones were the only option.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, then suddenly opened them!
"All-Purpose Eye, activate!"
In that instant, the white mist cleared, and a flood of information like a breaking dam poured into his mind!
The minute wrinkles of space, the essential flow of energy, the underlying codes of the laws... countless pieces of incredibly complex information nearly overwheld his consciousness.
Jeming groaned, imdiately constricting the observation range with all his might, tightly controlling it within a two-ter radius around him.
Even so, the impact of information still made him dizzy, and his soul ached with waves of stabbing pain, though it was still within bearable limits.
He resembled a blind man holding a delicate probe, slowly and painstakingly scanning this seemingly calm core area inch by inch.
The process was extrely ntally taxing, forcing him to frequently stop to rest and recover his Spiritual Power.
Days passed, and Jeming, like a miner, arduously panned for gold in the sea of information.
Half a month later, when he moved to an area that appeared to be empty, the information fed back by the "All-Purpose Eye" suddenly changed dramatically!
The spatial structure there was not smooth and continuous but instead featured a very delicate and nearly perfect "fold" and "disguise."
A seemingly naturally ford spatial wrinkle cleverly concealed the truth behind it.
Jeming’s heart shook, focusing all his Spiritual Power, gently peeling away a layer of veil with his gaze, looking towards the fold.
It was a fissure.
An enormous but astoundingly stable spatial fissure lay hidden behind that spatial fold!
Jeming suppressed the shock in his heart, slowly "observing" along the edge of the fissure.
The length of this fissure was beyond imagination. He "flew" along in one direction for a long ti before approximately confirming its scale — the diater was at least over one kiloter!
So imnse, yet so stable, and most critically, concealed by such high-level ans...
"Artificial! Absolutely artificial!" Jeming imdiately concluded in his heart.
This was by no ans a naturally ford spatial fissure but a passage deliberately opened and hidden by so entity!
He dared not linger, imdiately deactivating the "All-Purpose Eye."
The prolonged use caused a bout of dizziness in his brain.
But he still forced himself, quickly recording this discovery on the Magic Network Terminal: Within the Eye of the Storm core region, a hidden large stable spatial fissure was discovered, suspected to be an artificial creation, coordinates recorded.
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As the information sent successfully, in a quiet room deep within the Floating City,
Dionysius Spencer remained lazily leaning on a sofa, holding a thick ancient book in his hand, as if all the world’s disturbances had nothing to do with him.
However, his seemingly casual mind was processing at an alarming speed the vast torrents of information uploaded by tens of thousands of wizards from the Expeditionary Army via terminals.
Suddenly, his long fingers, which were flipping the pages of the book, slightly paused.
His gaze swept over a piece of new information highlighted in his consciousness — sent by Second Level Wizard Jeming, regarding the discovery in the Eye of the Storm core region.
On his perpetually kind and handso face, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a curve.
That smile was no longer gentle, but exuded a chilling satisfaction, like that of a top predator about to rampage.
He gently closed the book in his hand, muttering to himself, his voice echoing in the empty room with a hint of barely noticeable excitent:
"Found it..."
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