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Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: The Physics of Faith

Chapter 47: The Physics of Faith

Earth.

The war raged with unrelenting fury.

Humanity, the angelic forces, and the coalition known as the Super God Academy had forged an uneasy alliance against the stellar invaders commanded by the entity called Karl.

 After the brutal victory at the North Star theater, a grinding meat-grinder that had consumed thousands, the military leadership planned to construct a defensive network they termed the Black Great Wall within the Solar System's boundaries.

Yet before Han Sen and his comrades could draw breath from their pyrrhic triumph, a more terrible enemy emerged from the void.

Hua Ye, the exiled former ruler of the Heavenly Palace, cast out by the triumvirate of Keisha, Hexi, and Liangbing in ages past.

His lineage traced back to Hua Que, the first Angel King of the ancient celestial civilization. But Hua Ye had murdered his own father to claim dominion, hoarding resources and establishing a regime of hedonistic tyranny within the Heavenly Palace.

The oppressed angels, rallying beneath the banner of three rebel queens, Keisha, Hexi, and Liangbing, had risen in righteous revolt.

After the decisive Battle of the Raging Sea, Keisha had shattered Hua Ye's dominion, cast down the old order, and erected the Merlot Heavenly Court, spreading their concept of justice across the cosmos.

But now Keisha lay wounded, ambushed by Karl's machinations during her mission to Earth, fallen into deep stasis.

Her lieutenant Yan had assumed the mantle of the Heavenly Blade King, yet without Keisha's overwhelming presence, Hua Ye had marshaled his forces, a host of Triangular entities, Taotie devourers, and fallen male angels backed by Karl's technology.

The assault on Angel City had been swift and merciless. Heavenly Sovereign Hexi had fallen defending her realm, grievously wounded by artificial black hole weaponry.

Queen Yan, for all her skill, could not match Hua Ye's experience and superior armament. The Merlot Heavenly Court had collapsed, its survivors retreating to the fortress world of Ferreze.

Having crippled angelic civilization, Hua Ye now turned his attention toward the Solar System, intent on crushing Earth's resistance with overwhelming force.

The Xiong Bing Company marshaled every available asset for the void engagement. In the dark between worlds, two armies clashed with desperate fury.

Han Sen found himself locked in single combat with Hua Ye, a duel of champions that would determine the fate of worlds.

As the bearer of the Galaxy Power, having successfully integrated void and anti-void technologies while developing the Qiankun primary system and the combat-focused Xiongxin protocols, Han Sen ranked among the most formidable warriors of the known civilizations.

Yet Hua Ye wielded Karl's latest genetic enhancement technologies, coupled with millennia of combat experience.

The ancient king pressed his advantage relentlessly. Han Sen's great-blade shattered under the assault, his Qiankun system overwhelmed and forcibly disconnected. A devastating blow sent him careening into a nearby asteroid.

"Die, pathetic insect," Hua Ye snarled, raising his weapon for the killing stroke.

Time ceased.

Atomic motion suspended. Light hung motionless in the void. Arterial spray from wounded combatants formed crimson arcs frozen in space.

Projectiles stopped mid-flight, muzzle flashes captured like photographs in the darkness.

The entire battlefield had become a tableau of suspended violence.

Only Han Sen retained freedom of movement. He stared at the blade hovering mere centimeters from his throat, relief flooding through him as death's proximity registered.

"What in the, "

Movement caught his peripheral vision. His head snapped around, eyes widening in disbelief.

Two towering figures wreathed in golden radiance materialized in the void, standing like gods among the frozen carnage.

One seemed familiar, impossibly tall and bearing an aura of absolute divinity that made the air itself feel heavy with reverence.

"Boss?" Han Sen called out tentatively, his voice small in the cosmic silence.

"Xiaolun." The sacred, majestic golden figure spoke, warmth underlying the imperial tone. "I see you have grown. The stubble suits you."

"It really is you, Boss!"

Confirming the newcomer's identity, Han Sen's face lit with desperate joy. He spread his wings and launched himself toward the Emperor.

Valdor moved to intercept, his guardian spear rising, but the Emperor's mental command stayed his hand.

Han Sen folded his wings and landed before his former instructor, emotion threatening to overwhelm his composure.

"Boss, you're alive! Thank the... I mean, that's incredible."

"After you disappeared to Emerald Star, we thought... everyone assumed you were dead."

"And how did you get so... massive?"

Even with the Galaxy Power's enhancements bringing Han Sen to two meters in height, he felt like a child before the Emperor's towering presence.

"I am not dead," the Emperor replied with divine certainty. "I merely attended to other matters of import."

The mask of stoic leadership that Han Sen wore when facing cosmic threats like Hua Ye crumbled entirely. Raw emotion poured forth.

"Boss, when you weren't here, everyone came after us. The North Star campaign... we loaded the dead onto cargo transports daily. Even the Xiong Bing Company lost so many good people."

Han Sen was barely past his twentieth year, yet bore the responsibility for Earth's defense under the title of Galaxy Power.

 In truth, he often felt lost, uncertain which path would lead to salvation. But before his people and comrades, he projected unwavering confidence, promising victory with conviction he rarely felt.

Yet before the Emperor, he became once again the uncertain student from the Super God Academy.

He gestured toward the suspended form of Hua Ye.

"That bastard destroyed the Merlot Heavenly Court, crushed the angels, and now he's here calling humans insects. Says he'll turn Earth into a slave farm, women for his pleasure, men for bondage labor in his Heavenly Palace."

"He's terrifying, Boss. Shattered my sword, shut down my Qiankun completely. I can't match him."

The Emperor's expression softened with paternal warmth as He placed one massive hand upon Han Sen's shoulder.

"Peace. He shall soon discover which of you is truly the insect."

"Stand aside now. I shall handle the remainder."

Time resumed its flow. Suspended objects continued their trajectories as if nothing had occurred.

Hua Ye's blade met empty space where his target had been. Surprise flickered across his features, by all calculations, Han Sen should not have been able to evade that strike.

His gaze swept the battlefield until he spotted his quarry standing beside an enormous golden figure.

"The Galaxy Power has some tricks after all, escaping my blade. Next time you will not be so fortunate."

Han Sen raised his middle finger toward the ancient king, his earlier composure replaced by defiant bravado.

"Talk to my Boss if you've got something to say, you relic."

Hua Ye's attention shifted to the towering golden presence, his expression darkening. Clearly, this battlefield newcomer explained Han Sen's sudden confidence.

"If I am not mistaken, you are the human that gives Karl pause, are you not?"

The Emperor offered no response, studying His opponent with calm assessment.

Hua Ye's fury ignited at the perceived slight. Sometimes silence cut deeper than any insult.

"Are you mute? No matter. You need only die."

Hua Ye raised his hand, activating his genetic engine. A sphere of absolute darkness materialized in his palm, a miniature black hole that devoured light itself.

He hurled the gravitational weapon toward the Emperor.

The artificial singularity expanded rapidly, consuming matter and energy as it flew. Everything in its path collapsed inward, space-time itself warping under the immense gravitational field.

"Die!"

This technique had crippled Heavenly Sovereign Hexi and forced even Demon King Morgana to retreat. Hua Ye's confidence was absolute, nothing could survive direct contact with such cosmic force.

The black hole grew exponentially, its event horizon devouring asteroids and debris. Across the battlefield, combatants fled in terror from the expanding sphere of annihilation.

Once caught in its grip, even advanced genetic enhancements became useless. Nothing could escape; everything would be erased.

Even Han Sen felt anxiety creep up his spine as he watched the weapon grow. If it continued expanding unchecked, it would consume the entire star system.

"Quite interesting," the Emperor observed with academic appreciation.

Hua Ye recoiled. Not only did his opponent show no fear of the ultimate weapon, he praised it! Such contempt was insufferable!

"A black hole!" the Raven perched on the Emperor's shoulder called out in theatrical amazement. "I wonder if we could plant potatoes in it. Maybe some cherry tomatoes."

"We shall discover the answer momentarily," the Emperor replied.

The black hole was indeed a formidable weapon, in this universe. But the Emperor had ascended to cosmic significance as a divine entity.

He had absorbed knowledge from the Raven's multiversal wanderings, including comprehension of forces beyond this reality's physics.

The power He now wielded transcended local limitations.

The Emperor extended His hands, golden flames cascading outward like liquid light. With a gentle motion, He compressed the space-time before Him.

Reality collapsed from three dimensions into two.

The entire region containing Hua Ye's black hole flattened like a painting on canvas.

Under countless watching eyes, the expanding sphere of destruction became merely an image, a two-dimensional representation of annihilation.

The Emperor tore this painting into fragments and scattered them into the void.

When space-time snapped back to its proper configuration, the black hole's fundamental structure had been destroyed. It simply... ceased. The matter it had consumed scattered harmlessly into space.

Hua Ye stared in absolute incomprehension. His mind reeled with impossibility.

The black hole had been torn apart like paper!

Did the laws of physics mean nothing anymore?

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