Chapter 1236 (1/2)

Chapter 1236: 394. Angels Return_2

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Identifying the purpose of a space station was the most important point.

The Assassin Angel once said:

The space stations of the Angel Enterprises Alliance use a semi-fixed design scheme.

Different space stations have different appearances and can be connected like building blocks to meet the needs of daily work.

The space station for cultivating plants and animals is hemispherical, the one producing nutrient solution and other liquids is cylindrical and perpendicular to the star surface, and the space station responsible for providing wireless computing and electrical power to the entire cluster is disc-shaped…

After checking out the space stations, Noland Lee finally found his target, a crystal-like space station with eight faces, hidden behind many others, closer to the star surface.

Noland Lee said in his mind to Nolin, who was outside the array:

“I’ll count down from ten. When I finish, turn the energy valve to maximum.”

“Okay, Sir.”

“10, 9, 8, 7…3, 2, 1, adjust the energy valve!”

As Noland Lee gave the order, billions of energy units surged into the array.

Noland Lee focused his thoughts, directing the energy toward the space station.

This surge of energy served a similar purpose to an EMP in ground warfare, disrupting the energy flow on the target space station, causing the Main Brain Controller sealing the Assassin Angel to fall into a very brief state of paralysis.

Even a 0.1-second paralysis was enough for an existence like the Assassin Angel to find a breakthrough in the blockade and enter the pipeline offered by the ritual array, leading to the Inner Cosmos and Outer Space.

Almost at the same time the energy surge was launched, a muffled thunder sounded within the Sub-Dimensional Plane, startling everyone.

Before the people could figure out what was happening, the vast ritual array began to shake violently, with the magic lines being disturbed by an invisible force, constantly colliding with each other.

“Keep increasing the energy input, Nolin!” Noland Lee knew the Assassin Angel was trying to enter the Inner Cosmos, and needed sufficient power in there to successfully slip through the Star Filtering Net.

Nolin turned the energy valve, increasing the energy input from 100% to an overloaded 150%.

The ritual array erupted with the most intense energy glow ever, like a mini sun falling to the ground, rivaling the artificial sun in the sky above.

An oppressive aura, invisible as a curtain of rain, plummeted from the sky. Noland Lee, at the center of the ritual, felt it most acutely—ancient, vast, grandiose, causing an involuntary deep breath and a quickening of the heart.

Now, looking up at the sky, Nolin and the others outside the array were amazed to see that the azure heavens had been replaced by a vast expanse of purple mist ocean.

Waves of the purple mist ocean surged furiously, cresting and quickly contracting inward.

After another muffled sound, the seemingly endless expanse of purple mist shrank into a purple figure of average human stature, slowly descending from the sky and landing in the ritual array.

Noland Lee watched as the purple figure drew closer and activated the “Veil of Different Worlds (Imitation)” he had prepared earlier, draping his body with this mysterious spell tied to the concept of time-space transfer.

Upon seeing the “Veil of Different Worlds” around Noland Lee, the purple figure paused slightly and emitted a scrutinizing beam of light that swept over Noland Lee several times from head to toe.

“Welcome, Your Excellency. We meet again.”

Noland Lee made a slight bow towards the figure that landed on the ground, his tone candid and sincere as if facing an old friend and senior with whom he had long been acquainted.

The purple figure raised its right arm with its palm facing Noland Lee.

The “Veil of Different Worlds” enveloping Noland Lee was stirred by an enigmatic force and, like a cloak, was lifted by the purple figure and taken into its hand.

Noland Lee raised an eyebrow, not expecting that the “Veil of Different Worlds” cast by himself could be manipulated by the other party.

It seemed that the Assassin Angel’s mastery over the “Veil of Different Worlds” far exceeded his own imagination.

As Noland Lee thought this, he heard the purple figure murmuring:

“Noland Lee Jarvis…”

Noland Lee nodded, “Indeed, it is I.”

The purple figure released its palm, and the “Veil of Different Worlds” flew back to Noland Lee.

It spoke:

“We meet again. How is the situation now?”

The tone of the Assassin Angel had become much like it was before leaving the Inner Cosmos, which gave Noland Lee a sense of closeness.