Mechanical Alchemist-Chapter 629 - 628: Dimensional Reduction Strike

The professional material that Su Lun fused during his advancement to the fifth rank was found in the cursed space within the void plane passage—it was the "Voidwalker's Portal".

This cursed object is very special, not only does it contain an extremely high level of Void Power. It also originates from a small part of the Core of Origin of an endless void. Thus, this spatial door is inherently connected to that plane, just like the communication devices of the Mirror organization, which can sense each other nearly anywhere. The door has a Divine Technique "Void Banishment" fixed onto it, and it is marked with a unidirectional extraplanar Spatial Coordinates 433.1224, 655.874.

Back then, at the Royal Alchemy Academy of the ancient civilization Tarkoru Country, a vice-chancellor named Herbert Hillbilly studied the void worm race and then mutated into the "Void Bidirectional Worm Ultimate Mutant". The monstrous being, possessing dimensional reduction ability, could not be killed by the chancellor at the time, so the already mutated vice-chancellor was exiled into that endless void.

Mister Raven's bidirectional ability was obtained by consuming a piece of flesh from that Matriarch Worm.

After Su Lun left that cursed space, he carefully went over the materials collected from the library there and understood almost everything about the traits of the void worm race.

He estimated that the vice-chancellor who mutated into the bidirectional worm likely had a demigod or even higher rank at the time.

And the life force of the Void Matriarch Worms is incredibly resilient; given enough nutrition, they can spawn countless numbers of their race.

Even without a sufficient source of food, they can enter a hibernation period like the blood race, thus obtaining a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years.

When the former chancellor exiled the monster at those spatial coordinates, naturally, he did not intend for it to reproduce indefinitely. There is nothing at that coordinate, and if the monster is still alive now, it is presumably in deep hibernation, with its current level at best being that of a lesser deity.

This monster is also a backup measure that Su Lun is considering.

Nowadays, other places in the alchemical plane might not be able to withstand the presence of a lesser deity, but the entrance to the divine plane's plane passage is absolutely sufficient.

Moreover, the brain of the Matriarch Worm is one of the most suitable materials for creating the "God Profaner" alchemical armor noted in Sir Isaac's journal.

If given the chance, Su Lun also plans to use this kind of Matriarch Worm's brain to craft his eighth-rank required alchemical armor, completing the final link of his puppet legion!

...

"The tricky part is that dimensional reduction ability, which makes it almost impossible to kill with ordinary methods..."

Su Lun expressed his thoughts.

Mister Raven now possesses bidirectional abilities, not to mention its innate immortality. The dimensional reduction ability alone makes it invulnerable to other methods that are several orders higher in rank.

Thus a Void Bidirectional Worm of at least demigod rank would be impossible to deal with by any means below the level of a deity.

But the level of a deity is a watershed, and perhaps only a true deity could exterminate it.

"Back then, the Tokester Void Royal Alchemy Academy could not kill this Matriarch Worm; if it were to arrive, those beings from the divine plane might also be unable to handle it. By then, our alchemical plane will have to face this risk. However, the good news is, the Matriarch Worm's own combat strength isn't too strong. In case something goes wrong, I am fairly confident that I can exile it back into the void, but there is still a certain risk..."

Su Lun analyzed the pros and cons.

Mr. Jing listened while nodding his head.

This indeed is a serious problem.

For any race, the void worm race is like a "plague". They can devour and reproduce without limit. Once they invade the alchemical plane, the entire plane might be consumed into a void wasteland.

If it were a normal time, Mr. Jing would definitely not consider such a dangerous plan.

But currently, the alchemical plane is facing an existential catastrophe of its own, and the invasion from the divine plane is worse and more urgent than that of the void worm race.

As things stand, the problem cannot be solved and is of the same apocalyptic magnitude.

At this moment, Su Lun continued his analysis, "There is a cluster of ten magic towers at the planar passage, which is capable of resisting the power of gods. It might not be impossible to deal with the Matriarch Worm. Moreover, the gods of the divine plane will definitely not stand by and watch the foundation they have hardly built be destroyed. When the time comes, divine intervention is inevitable. The conclusion I have deduced is that the Matriarch Worm is very likely to be dealt with, and the magical encampment at the planar passage will also suffer heavy damages. This will give us a long breathing space..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment before adding, "At worst, it might be a severely injured and deformed Matriarch Worm. The probability of us exiling it again is even greater."

The stronger the beings of the divine plane are, the greater the damage they can inflict on the Matriarch Worm.

Even if they don't manage to kill it, both sides will inevitably end up in a mutually damaging situation.

Whichever way one looks at it, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks.

"..."

Mr. Jing fell into thought upon hearing this.

Having spent so much time with him, she knew perfectly well that Su Lun was always cautious in his actions.

The plans he made were always well thought out, with no room for error.

Now that the divine plane had already sent down demi-god level powerhouses, but the preparations on the alchemy plane were obviously still insufficient, delaying for some time would naturally be for the best.

Mr. Jing was also a person of extreme decisiveness. After pondering for a brief moment, her gaze sharpened, "Good! Let's proceed with this plan."

Su Lun nodded in agreement.

The duo vanished from the spot as they spoke.

...

Shortly after, Su Lun and Mr. Jing instantly appeared thousands of kilometers away in the Zambra Ironfall Province.

The enemy most likely did not anticipate that those who had just engaged in a great battle at Manuel Hill's Mithril Mine would appear here.

At the edge of the horizon, the blue pillar of light resembling a sky-piercing tower became even more solid. The All-knowing Eye looked through it to find the planar passage much more stable than it was two years ago.

Beneath that planar passage, the cluster of magic towers was dense like a forest, closely packed, forming what appeared to be a magical city capable of accommodating a million people.

Countless magical airships floated in the sky, with the horns signaling an attack about to sound.

If today, Octavia J. Fielding had killed Su Lun and his companion, then the biggest obstacle that forced them to hunker down in the encampment for two years would be gone.

Today was meant to be the day of a large-scale strike.

But now, the news of the battle probably hadn't been relayed back yet, and the magical legions were eagerly preparing.

Su Lun gazed at those ant-like mages bustling in the planar passage encampment, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Senior sister, I'm starting the preparations."

Mr. Jing beside him nodded, "Hmm."

And they began to get busy.

The disturbance caused by the release of Divine Techniques would be massive; given Su Lun's strength as an eighth-tier spellcaster, he would need a lot of time to prepare.

Moreover, they needed to place the exile portal within the encampment in order for both sides to engage.

But the enemy was not foolish enough to simply watch him cast spells within the magical encampment at the planar gateway.

Moreover, the magic restrictions even included a function to discern faith—only true believers had the chance to approach.

Once the restrictions were triggered, discovery would be immediate.

So, at this time, they had to rely on Mr. Jing's help, as well as a new spell that Su Lun had researched himself.

In a valley twenty-odd kilometers from the planar gateway, Su Lun took out countless materials and began to arrange a huge alchemy array.

After all, concerning the survival of the alchemy plane, he had simulated the feasibility of this plan countless times before, and all the materials needed had been prepared well in advance. First, he used oversized flawless crystals to set the corners of the formation, then with a paint made from a mixture of dragon blood and mithril powder, he drew an enneagram array and a large number of spatial runes, before arranging with astral materials...

On the other side, Mr. Jing was sitting cross-legged in meditation, recovering the physical energy depleted in the previous great battle.

The two busied themselves in the valley for over half an hour before Su Lun completed the arrangement of the alchemy array. After checking several times carefully and finding no mistakes, he said, "Senior Sister, it's ready."

Mr. Jing, who had been waiting for a while, opened her eyes upon hearing this. She examined the array, pinched a sorcerer's seal, and two mirror duplicates appeared beside her.

Su Lun asked, "Shall I begin my action now?"

Mr. Jing replied, "Good!"

Upon hearing this, Su Lun took a deep breath. He pinched a sorcerer's seal, and with a flash of spatial fluctuation, suddenly a dozen mages in robes appeared beside him.

Mr. Jing, watching this, noticed something unusual and said, "Your 'Corpse Soul Reincarnation Secret Technique' is coming closer and closer to the Resurrection Technique. If I didn't know beforehand, I fear I would not be able to tell that these are living corpses."

Impressed, she couldn't help but admire, "That really is an extraordinary spell."

Hearing this, Su Lun chuckled and said, "To deceive those mages as much as possible, I made them look quite real."

This was his plan.

Only mages could enter the encampment, so Su Lun thought of using the living corpses created by the Corpse Soul Secret Technique to infiltrate.

These living corpses almost represented his entire understanding of death up to this point. It wasn't easy for his own Senior Sister to see through them, so it was likely difficult for the enemy to see through them, too.

On the level of perception, these were several normal living beings, with their soul, body, thinking, and aura almost identical to those of the living.

However, these living corpses still had some minor flaws. For instance, upon close inspection, one would notice a layer of corpse wax oily on their bodies.

Furthermore, they had to beware of any special sensory methods or abilities among the enemies.

That's why they needed the help of his own Senior Sister.

Mr. Jing, without any fuss, pinched a sorcerer's seal, and a layer of mirror light began to coil around the living corpses, bestowing upon them the illusion of a mirror disguise.

Now, upon another glance, they truly appeared no different from living people.

Su Lun looked on with satisfaction, his eyes narrowing slightly, "With this, there should be no problem."

As he spoke, he concentrated with a sorcerer's seal and issued commands through his mental tendrils.

Although the souls within these living corpses were complete and had their own consciousness, Su Lun had also made some modifications deep within their souls over these days.

The undead retained their own complete consciousness, but they still carried out Su Lun's commands.

It was like in a dream, where even the most irrational scenes didn't seem out of place to them.

With a single incantation from the magician, over a dozen mages cast the Aerial Control Technique and floated towards the planar passageway.

...

Meanwhile, at the planar passageway's mage camp.

The camp was a hive of busy, bustling activity.

Because of Su Lun and Mr. Jing, these legions of thousands of mages had been gathering nearby, and the camp had amassed over a million mages.

Towering magic towers stood densely packed like apartment buildings, with various invisible barriers defending the camp, capable of stopping any attack with their unseen walls.

Today, probably because the full-scale battle was about to begin, the mages also mobilized, forming squads of ten, hundreds, and thousands... everyone was busy preparing for war.

At that moment, no one noticed that a small squad of about a dozen people had suddenly appeared at the entrance of the busy camp.

These mages were familiar with everything in the camp. They passed through various hidden barriers unnoticed, went through identity verification, and smoothly made their way deep into the camp, with the mages around them not detecting anything unusual.

At this very moment, the only thought in the undead mages' minds was to carry out the order: to find a secluded corner in the camp and set up a magic formation.

The group of about a dozen found an empty tent and crawled inside.

Seeing no one around, they began setting up a magic formation.

This was just an Octagram Array, not complicated.

Because this wasn't the Divine Technique - Void Banishment, it was merely a mirror projection.

After about fifteen minutes, the magic formation was ready.

The leader, a seventh-order mage with a numb expression, poured magic power into his hands and activated the magic formation.

Elsewhere, miles away in a mountain hollow, Su Lun executed the same movements. His hands rapidly moved through sorcerer's seals, and the nine-pointed star formation under his feet began to shine.

A large number of Energy Barytes dissipated in the formation, and the spatial fluctuations became increasingly intense.

Su Lun chanted softly, "Following the laws of equivalent exchange of all things, praising the glory of the primal creator, witnessing the miracle of creation through alchemy..."

In an instant, a simple stone door gradually took shape above the formation. As the runic stones on the door lit up for a moment, an ancient and mysterious aura emerged. The energy converging in the formation was like a large hand, slowly pushing the stone door, cracking a gap open. Peering inside, it appeared to lead to a terrifying, abyssal world of void.

Su Lun's forehead was covered in sweat, and even with the formation, casting this Divine Technique was extremely taxing.

Thankfully, with the ceaseless dark spiritual power provided by the alchemic heart, the stone door eventually opened completely.

It was as if the creatures of the endless darkness saw a light; the monster in the void was instantly attracted. Upon another glance, one could see through the stone door a very abstract and menacing creature, resembling a mud monster roughly outlined in black lines, charging straight for the door.

At that moment, Su Lun's expression sternly tightened, and with a push of his hands forward, he shouted, "Divine Technique - Void Banishment!"

Mr. Jing, at his side, didn't dare to be careless either, casting in perfect sync, "Mirror Projection!"

Upon closer inspection, as the light from the mirror swept past, the magician had already been replicated to the other side. The bifrontal worms that were originally charging up the hillside were now projected into that magical camp.

...

Su Lun skillfully used mirror image projection to conceal the massive energy fluctuations that occurred during the casting of the divine arts.

In the camp, several kilometers away, the magical disturbance inside a tent was only momentary, but it immediately triggered the camp's defensive alarms.

The patrol legion commander on duty quickly realized there was an issue and demanded, "What's going on, why is someone casting high-level magic inside Tent 7754?"

In an instant, the patrol mage unit nearby converged on the scene, and dozens of magic towers in the vicinity instantly gathered dense magic power, ready to deal with any sudden emergencies.

The military ordinances of the Celestial Plane were well-established. Training of magic had a designated area; whether in combat or encampment, no one would cast spells where they shouldn't. There were also a complete set of stringent defensive measures.

Clearly, they all realized that this magic fluctuation was highly abnormal.

But even though the discovery was made in a timely manner, it was already too late!

Su Lun had an unparalleled understanding of the mages of the Celestial Plane, and he had a thorough grasp of everything within the camp.

If it had been anyone else, regardless of how skillful their infiltration abilities, they would not have had any chance at all!

The [Divine Technique - Void Banishment] had long been ready, and this was just a projected outlet of a mirror image; it could no longer be reversed.

In a flash, within the tent, the light from the mirror brilliance surged, and within that light, an archaic rune doorway had already flung wide open.

At that very moment, the ninth-rank Sages of Law guarding the camp were the first to sense the majestic power of the void. It was a terrifying fluctuation that struck fear into the hearts of those who felt it.

This isn't good!

Everyone's expression changed at once.

No one knew exactly what had happened, but they all felt a strong sense of impending death.

In an instant, the horn for casting magic in the camp had already sounded.

Several battalions consisting of ten thousand mage units swiftly formed into battle formations, and at the same time, an old mage clad in a plain white robe had appeared on the scene.

The old man with the white beard, looking at the mirror light appearing in the camp, furrowed his brows and immediately understood what was happening.

But this was the tricky part of mirror image projection; by the time it was discovered, it was too late to stop it, too late to interrupt the casting of the spell!

The old man's gaze darkened as he looked at the Void Gate, his face serious: "A demigod from the Void Worm race?"

Although he had not experienced it personally, where hadn't he heard of the Void Worm race's infamous reputation that countless planes regarded as a plague?

At that moment, the strange creature also crawled out from the stone door.

...

On the other side, Su Lun, who had released the divine arts, was a bit drained, but he was also excitedly pulling out his telescope, watching the magic camp at the edge of his vision.

Now that the spell had been cast, what remained was up to fate.

He had read the notes about the worm race before, and he knew the habits of the bifrontal worms like the back of his hand, which was as he had expected—the worm did not die.

The intense fluctuations of the void, although on a rules level, had apparently not yet crossed the threshold.

But this too was within Su Lun's expectations.

The troublesome thing about the bifrontal worm was not just its ability to attack from lower dimensions, but its unkillability.

Years ago, at the Tokester Void Royal Alchemy Academy of Tarkoru Country, there was the treasure of the Void Gate and the presence of at least a demigod Voidwalker academy head, who could not kill the monster but could banish it.

Su Lun did not believe that those folks in the Celestial Plane could conjure up a demigod or higher level Void mage to banish this monster.

Next, the show was about to begin.

Through the telescope, Su Lun watched as the stone door appeared, and that mass of black lines surged out.

Looking at the old man standing on the tenth level magic tower, he recognized him and let out a curious sound, "Oh... 'Archmage of Evil' Constantine Reiloz, there's actually a demigod master hidden in the camp?"

Mr. Jing beside him also furrowed his brows slightly.

Two demigod powerhouses had quietly arrived in the Celestial Plane, and if a full-blown mobilization were to occur, the consequences would be dire indeed.

Luckily, there was still a bifrontal worm of the void.

This plan truly relieved a great deal of pressure from the Alchemical Plane.

It must be said that the mages' response was extremely quick.

Just as the two of them were focusing their attention, in the distant camp, various magic towers were already lit, and countless spells were launched towards the Void Gate.

[Forbidden Curse - Thunderous Destruction], [Legion Mystery - Light's Interlude], [Piercing Demon Light]...

The legion spells, bolstered by the magic towers, were several times stronger than usual. Judging by the circumstances, those mages apparently intended to destroy the stone gate along with the monster.

Even from such a great distance, Su Lun and his companion could feel the terrifying surge of magic power. In an instant, a seven-colored brilliant "firework" erupted in the camp.

However, what happened next left the mages dumbfounded.

The earth-shattering legion magic aimed at the bifrontal worm not only failed to kill it but instead... utter silence!

It was as if a lit firework had suddenly gone out, without a trace of the expected explosion.

The legion spells, which could easily kill a ninth-rank Sage of Law, fell upon the "line monster," appearing as if they were merely... a few strokes of color on a canvas, adding a bit of color to it and nothing more.

And just in the blink of an eye, those colors also disappeared instantly, and the monster returned to its abstract black-and-white line art form.

The mages did not know what the [Ultimate Mutated Bifrontal Worm] was, let alone understand the worm's dimension-lowering ability.

Su Lun, however, was already accustomed to it.

Because a certain black crow had such ability and he had long been used to it.

But having seen this, he looked again at the crow on his shoulder and complained, "Lord Crow, look at their dimension-lowering ability, then look at yours. I've fed you so many good things for nothing..."

Old Man Crow rolled his eyes in a very human-like display of exasperation upon hearing this, "As if I'd bother with a stupid owner like you. I'm a demigod, and what rank am I?"

Su Lun saw the expression on the crow's face and sighed softly, wishing, "If only you could become that strong one day, Old Man Crow... how great that would be."

If the black crow were that strong, it really would be strutting around.

The black crow, usually quick to retort, didn't say anything this time, but its dark eyes reflected the silhouette of the monster in the distance.

...

The Void Bisector Worm was originally an aberrant creature with an instinct for slaughter. Having been exiled for countless years, it harbored resentment.

Now, having just been released and taking a beating, it was in no mood to be gentle.

As soon as the Bisector Worm's body fully emerged from the stone door, it ignored all kinds of confining spells and charged at the crowd and magical towers around it.

Its body, which had previously resembled a lump of rotten mud, suddenly spread out and became as thin as a sheet of paper.

Spatial Confinement, Physical Confinement, Magic Confinement... and so on, only the Time Dilation had some effect in slowing it down slightly.

Wherever the Bisector Worm went, whether it was magical towers or humans, they would instantly be sucked in like into a black hole, reduced to two dimensions.

Being a creature of the void, it couldn't teleport, but it could hide in the void.

As the various Legion Mages watched the body of the worm, they were unaware that it had secretly hidden itself in the void.

Suddenly, the ground beneath the feet of the Legion Mages, who were casting spells, became muddy, swallowing their feet whole.

"Watch your feet!"

"No good, get out of the way!"

"Too late, ah... someone save me!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, the camp was filled with howls and screams.

The Worm's dimensional reduction ability was absurdly effective; if untouched, one was safe, but once contacted, it spread like a virus, rapidly spreading through the body and reducing it to two dimensions in a very short time.

The greatest strength of the Legion Mages was their stationary output; they had to form specific formations to unleash certain Legion Spells.

To the Bisector Worm, they were sitting ducks.

Several Legion Mages had no time to react before they were devoured in the twinkling of an eye.

Their Legion Magic Shields were completely useless against the Worm's dimensional reduction ability.

It wasn't just the humans – the magical towers also seemed to be sinking into a marsh, quickly becoming part of the monster's pattern.

If you looked closely, you could see that the patterns had become much more distinct.

Others were clueless about what was happening, but Su Lun knew all too well.

This was the Void Bisector Worm's method of feeding.

It could devour anything rich in energy, replenishing itself.

After consuming several Legion Mages, its movements became even more agile than before.

Years ago, Su Lun had seen this worm in the cursed space of the void passage, where it had been simulated by the curse at a very low tier.

Now, witnessing this demigod-tier Bisector Worm wreaking havoc, he too was shocked and thought, "The abilities of this worm are truly unstoppable..."

Through the eyes of his All-knowing Eye, he could see strands of the laws of reality.

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The Bisector Worm's manipulation of spatial laws provided immense inspiration to him.

...

The dimensional reduction ability of this Bisector Worm was almost unbeatable.

It did have a shortcoming, however – its speed wasn't very fast.

With sufficient perception, one could still avoid it.

But, this was a magical battlefield.

Not to mention the density of the mages packed in the city, numbering in the millions, their legion warfare didn't allow for disarray.

What's more was that one could run away, but this was a magical battlefield!

While planar invasions were the best way to plunder wealth, war was costly!

This place was filled with countless magical towers, various strategic materials, Potions, Demon Cores, Energy Barytes... and so on, stored for future full-scale invasions.

These items contained potent energy and were ideal food for the Bisector Worm.

If they were to flee, could they really bear to see the camp, built over years with countless resources, swallowed up by the Bisector Worm?

From the get-go, Su Lun had anticipated this situation.

The beings from the Divine Plane wouldn't give up the camp easily, so they would inevitably fight to the death!

With two demigods and the ability to summon gods, the Divine Plane might have a way to deal with the situation.

But this battle, regardless of the outcome, would surely end with both sides suffering heavy losses.

The Divine Plane's camp would definitely sustain severe damage.

This is what Su Lun and Mr. Jing wanted to see.

The two observed the battle from afar, finally relaxing their furrowed brows a little.

"Now the real show begins."

Su Lun watched intently, the fierce fight within the camp mirroring in his eyes.