A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

Ye Shuli's tactical goggles exploded with snowflake patterns, and three nanowires stretched into strange arcs in the void.

As she retreated, she shattered the fifth floating crystal, the flying shards leaving fine scratches on her protective suit.

"Three o'clock!" Jiang Ye's tactical belt suddenly fired a positioning laser.

Half of his body was suspended on the outer edge of the crystal pillar, and the lens of his tactical goggles was cracked in two places. &34; those energy vortexes would— &34; before each contraction.

"Shut up!" Ye Shuli flung out a spare wire to entangle the floating crystal cluster, using inertia to dodge two intersecting streams of particles.

She certainly noticed the pattern Jiang Ye mentioned, but at this moment she was more concerned about the blood-red patterns that were multiplying wildly on the Storm Elf's tail fins—those patterns were devouring the scattered crystal energy.

A cold laugh came from beneath the tattered mask of the Void Organization leader, whose left hand, hanging at his side, was tapping the crystal wall of the Void Rift at a specific frequency.

The female cultivator in the moon-white dress suddenly clutched her chest, and the jade pendant, shattered into dust, reformed into a dark red crystal in her palm.

Ye Shuli's nanotech boots brushed past the turbulent energy flow, and the emergency energy pack on her waist suddenly sounded an alarm.

She tasted blood when she bit open the spare energy liquid on her wrist; her body had not yet fully adapted to the energy impact across time and space.

&34; The contraction interval has been shortened to 1.7 seconds! &34; Jiang Ye suddenly ripped off his tactical vest and threw it into the air. The fluorescent paint exploded in the void turbulence, forming a conspicuous arrow mark.

His bare back bumped against the protrusion of the crystal pillar, but he gestured three twisted fingers at Ye Shuli—it was the secret code they had agreed on in the laboratory before they traveled through time.

Ye Shuli's pupils suddenly contracted.

Option Three meant trading injury for life, but at that moment the storm sprite hovering above her head split into seven afterimages.

She suddenly ripped off the protective device on her left arm, revealing the burn scars left from the last experiment. Nanobots surged out along the scar lines to form a temporary shield.

"Now!" Jiang Ye's roar was mostly torn apart by the void turbulence.

Ye Shuli, however, accurately captured the trajectory of the light spots reflected by his tactical belt, which was the fatal blind spot where the energy of the seven afterimages converged.

The Storm Sprite's tail suddenly stiffened.

The nanowires that Ye Shuli flung out turned a deep blue under the enhancement of the electromagnetic net, and when they pierced the joints with the densest blood-red patterns, they burst out with a crisp sound like shattering glass.

Gasps rose and fell from the stands as one of the explorers’ detectors suddenly burst into flames.

&34; Violation warning. &34; The voice of the Void Organization leader was accompanied by some kind of spatial vibration, and the dark red crystal in the hand of the female cultivator in the moon-white dress had already condensed into the shape of a dagger.

But at this moment, no one noticed that the fragments of the storm spirits that should have dissipated were slowly reassembling in the shadow of the crystal pillar behind Jiang Ye.

Ye Shuli's nano boots shattered the last floating crystal, and the reaction force used to gather the entire electromagnetic net into a cone shape.

The alarm sound from the tactical goggles suddenly resonated with the locator on Jiang Ye's waist. During her descent, she caught a fleeting glimpse of a ghostly blue dot at the core of the Storm Sprite—a frequency that Jiang Ye could only capture with the sonic locator he had modified over three days and three nights.

The seven afterimages collided and emitted a blinding white light as they contracted, and the crystal walls of the void rift began to peel off in large areas.

Ye Shuli threw out her last energy liquid amidst the bright light, and the nanobots, wrapped in the liquid, formed chain-like spikes.

The moment the chain pierced the ghostly blue light, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

The crystal pillar behind Jiang Ye made a faint clicking sound, and some kind of dark pattern with a metallic texture was creeping up his combat trousers along his shadow.

The dark red crystal dagger was already pointed at Ye Shuli's back from the sleeves of the female cultivator in the moon-white dress.

The rhythm with which the leader of the Void Organization struck the crystal wall was exactly the same as the frequency at which the Storm Sprite fragments reassembled.

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Ye Shuli's nanochains were still hissing, and a thumb-sized void crystal core condensed where the pale blue light dissipated.

Jiang Ye was about to get up, supporting himself on the crystal pillar, when his combat boots were suddenly entangled by dark metallic patterns—the patterns that crawled out from the shadow of the crystal pillar were actually devouring spiritual energy.

&34; The contract is complete. &34; The Void Organization leader's tattered mask flashed with a cold light, and purplish-black mist suddenly spewed out from the crack behind him.

The dozen or so explorers' breathing became heavy instantly, and the pointers of the void compasses they wore spun wildly, casting blood-red, greedy spots of light onto the crystal wall.

The first to pounce was a one-eyed cultivator, whose rusty mechanical arm tore through the shreds of his protective suit: "You little brat, you dare to wield the power of the void?" Ye Shuli spun around to avoid the grabbing iron claws, and her tactical goggles suddenly caught sight of the modern welding technique on the opponent's mechanical joints—this was a weapon modified by a transmigrator!

Jiang Ye threw out the last three stun grenades from his tactical belt, and the sound waves from the explosions interrupted the spread of the dark metal patterns.

His back pressed against Ye Shuli's scorching protective suit, and the bloodstains seeping from the cuffs of his combat trousers stained the crystal floor, forming a strange six-pointed star pattern: a gap at the ten o'clock position!

Three explorers wearing breathing masks simultaneously threw out their chain hooks, and the dark red dagger of the female cultivator in the moon-white dress suddenly reflected a blinding light.

Ye Shuli instinctively turned her head to dodge, but the crystal core was burned by the strong light and flew out of her hand—that dagger could actually interfere with the magnetic poles of the nanobot!

"Then!" Jiang Ye suddenly ripped open his collar, and the silver pendant on his collarbone shattered into powder.

The miniature reactor that had been secretly hidden during the journey was exposed to the void energy, and the burst of blue light instantly enveloped the falling crystal core.

Ye Shuli's pupils contracted; this was the ultimate emergency plan they had agreed upon in the laboratory.

The explorers' curses suddenly caught in their throats.

The energy ripples that exploded around Ye Shuli were mixed with modern electromagnetic pulses, causing the modified weapons in the front row to malfunction.

She took the opportunity to bite her tongue, and the nanobots mixed with blood and foam proliferated wildly along the crystal core patterns—a forbidden technique that forcibly fused modern technology with spiritual blood essence.

"Stop her!" The female cultivator in the moon-white dress finally showed a panicked expression, and her dark red dagger slashed a spatial rift.

But the leader of the Void Organization suddenly grabbed her shoulder, his eyes behind the mask flashing with an eerie expectation.

Ye Shuli's tactical goggles began to melt, and her retina reflected countless intertwined formulas and runes.

The energy model, twisted into a spiral shape amidst excruciating pain, traversed three years' worth of accumulated psionic data, the quantum algorithms remaining in the laboratory, and the sound wave frequencies that Jiang Ye had secretly modified last night.

"Now!" She slammed the scorching crystal core into her heart, her nano boots shattering the crystal ground.

Fragments of the protective suit fluttered like butterflies, and the azure light that appeared in his palm possessed both electromagnetic orbits and spiritual energy runes.

The explorers who first collided with the orb of light seemed to have been put on pause.

His prosthetic limb suddenly bent backward, and the spiritual energy circuit implanted in his body surged uncontrollably toward the ball of light.

More and more figures rushed forward but were absorbed into the outer edge of the energy field, making the entire battlefield seem as if it were encased in viscous amber.

Jiang Ye suddenly grabbed his combat dagger and slashed his palm, the blood dripping onto the burn scar on Ye Shuli's neck.

The long-dormant test subject numbers suddenly turned red, activating the self-destruct program hidden at the bottom of the nanobots—their last line of defense.

The ball of light, which had been absorbing dozens of people, suddenly collapsed, and the resulting shockwave caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the crystal wall.

Ye Shuli staggered and half-knelt on the ground. Before the tactical goggles went completely black, she caught a glimpse of the new tear on Jiang Ye's back—he had just used his body to block the flying crystal fragments.

The surviving explorers retreated in terror, their weapons, drained of their spiritual energy, rapidly corroding.

The female cultivator in the moon-white dress saw fine cracks appear on her dagger, but the leader of the Void Organization suddenly clapped.

The purple mist spreading beneath his feet had somehow outlined an ancient formation, slowly eroding the entire battlefield.

&34;A magnificent resonance of antimatter spiritual energy. &34;The leader's exclamation was accompanied by the sound of metal scraping, and the tattered mask suddenly cracked open, revealing skin beneath flowing data, &34;But how many of you are left—&34;

The entire void rift suddenly trembled violently, and a buzzing sound beyond the range of human hearing pressed in from all directions.

The surviving explorers bled from all seven orifices, and their void equipment disintegrated into powder.

Ye Shuli barely managed to lift her head and discovered that all the crystal walls were tilting in a certain direction—like a submissive subject bowing to his king.

The Void Organization leader's cold laugh came to an abrupt halt.

The purple mist array beneath his feet was suddenly covered by some kind of silvery-white substance, which had a strange texture that was somewhere between metal and bone.

The female cultivator in the moon-white dress suddenly clutched her throat and stepped back, her dark red dagger melting into droplets of blood.

Jiang Ye suddenly pulled Ye Shuli and rolled towards the crystal pillar ruins. The moment their combat suits brushed against the ground, a spatial rift suddenly appeared where they had just been.

A forepaw with a stardust-like texture emerged from the gap, its tip alone larger than the entire battlefield.

Ye Shuli's burn scars suddenly began to burn, and the experimental subject numbers automatically recombined into unfamiliar ancient characters.

The entire void fell into a deathly silence, and even the drifting crystalline dust froze in mid-air.

All the surviving explorers remained frozen in place, their dilated pupils reflecting the gradually materializing terrifying outlines—twelve pairs of eyes, swirling with nebulae, lit up one after another in the depths of the rift, each pair reflecting a different apocalyptic scene.