rpbooks Chapter 272 The Silver Sun
Chapter 272 The Silver Sun
Han Duo instinctively pulled on the control stick, but what he saw through the porthole made his hand freeze in mid-air.
Song Chen hovered 200 meters above the spaceship.
His body was glowing, the light growing brighter and brighter, penetrating his skin, passing through his Northern Darkness Armor, and turning the entire night sky silvery white.
The light pierced through the clouds, forming a halo several kilometers in diameter around Song Chen, with the clouds at the edge of the halo turning into a flowing silver color.
Then the first starlight fell from the sky.
The beam of light was just the right diameter to cover Song Chen's entire body, and its color was a metallic hue between gold and silver.
The beam of light pierced through the clouds without making a sound, eerily quiet, but it left a perfectly circular hole where it was passed through, with silvery-white smoke still rising from the edge.
Han Duo stopped breathing. He had lived for decades, witnessed nuclear explosions, sixth-level martial artists going all out, and the spectacular sight of alien beasts breaking through the ice.
He thought he had seen it all, but now he realized he was still quite naive.
The second starlight fell, followed by the third.
Three beams of starlight swirled around Song Chen, their rays interspersed with countless tiny points of light, like a galaxy that had been crushed and then reignited.
The light points converged into a stream, flowing into his body through every pore.
Song Chen's body began to tremble in the pillar of light. The patterns on the surface of the Beiming Battle Armor were filled with light spots, and the material of the S-class battle armor emitted a faint hum under the washing of starlight.
Below the spaceship was a hilly area.
This is on a river valley plain in the interior of the Great Xia Dynasty, and there is a base city not far away.
It's five in the morning, and it's still dark. The only people on the street are early-rising sanitation workers and vegetable vendors.
When the first cleaner saw the sky brighten, he thought it was dawn. He looked up at his watch and realized something was wrong; it was too early.
She looked up again, and the broom in her hand fell to the ground.
There is a silver sun in the sky.
The light was softer and purer than the sun, with a constantly shifting halo around its edges.
At the center of the light, the outline of a human could be vaguely seen, standing straight with arms slightly outstretched, surrounded by three beams of light falling from the depths of the universe.
The points of light in the beam flowed as if they were alive, pouring into the person's body from all directions.
The residents of the entire base city were awakened by the light shining through their windows, and the streets were soon filled with people looking up at the sky; it was very quiet.
Faced with such a scene that is beyond the scope of all cognition, the human language system will automatically shut down.
"What is that..." a child's voice rang out from the crowd, but no one answered him.
The adults only knew that it was neither the moon nor the sun.
A retired martial artist stood at the edge of the crowd. He was over sixty years old and had once been at the peak of the third rank, having fought against beast tides in the Northwest.
His eyes saw more than ordinary people could. He saw the human silhouette at the center of the halo, surrounded by purple-gold lightning, and he saw the person's aura rising within the pillar of light at a speed he could not comprehend at all.
His knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.
He wasn't aware of what he was doing; it was an instinctive reaction of the body before the brain.
The town's psionic monitoring station sounded an alarm thirty seconds later.
When the duty officer saw the readings on the monitor, he thought the instrument was broken. The psionic density had exceeded the normal value by a thousand times and was still rising.
He manually calibrated it twice, but the reading remained unchanged.
Then he ran to the window, saw the view in the sky, and his legs went weak as he sat back down in his chair.
Inside the spaceship's cockpit, Han Duo used all his willpower to control his hands, keeping the spaceship hovering at a safe distance.
He watched as the starlight entered Song Chen's body, and observed the fluctuations of Song Chen's spiritual energy, which jumped to a number on the instrument panel that completely exceeded the sixth-order range.
Song Chen's body is undergoing a complete transformation.
The power of the Eternal Body seeped into every bone along with the starlight, and the bone density increased several times in a few breaths, with an extremely thin layer of silver crystal film covering the surface of the periosteum.
The muscle fibers were disassembled and reassembled one by one, and the rewoven fiber structure incorporated the crystalline structure of starlight.
Fascia, ligaments, blood vessel walls, and internal organs all undergo the same remodeling at the same time.
This level of transformation should be excruciatingly painful for anyone, but the energy carried by the starlight blocked the transmission of pain nerves, replacing it with a comfortable feeling similar to being immersed in warm water.
Song Chen's Qi and Blood values also increased during the transformation process.
120,000, 140,000, 160,000... It broke through the 180,000 mark in one go before gradually slowing down.
His mental strength was also soaring, from 50,000 to 55,000, then to 60,000, and finally stopped at 63,000.
The awakening of the Void Traveler is quieter than the Eternal Body; its transformation occurs deep within the consciousness.
Song Chen felt his spatial perception being forcibly expanded. Originally, the Eye of Truth-Seeing saw a three-dimensional space, but now he saw a fourth dimension.
Space is no longer a continuous plane, but a series of thin films that can be folded and penetrated.
He can sense the location and state of any spatial coordinate within a hundred kilometers even with his eyes closed; it feels as if space itself has become an extension of his body.
The three beams of starlight began to converge after lasting for three minutes.
The last starlight points poured into Song Chen's body from all directions, and the pillars of light dissipated one by one from bottom to top.
As the last beam of light disappeared into the night sky, the circular hole in the clouds was still faintly glowing.
Song Chen opened his eyes, a flash of silvery-white light passing through them before his pupils returned to their normal deep black.
He flexed his fingers, and his knuckles made a slight clicking sound.
He glanced down at the back of his hand. There was no visible change on the surface of the skin, but he knew that the toughness of this skin surpassed that of most armor materials.
He clenched his fist, without circulating his qi and blood, simply using his muscle strength to clench it.
A weak shockwave exploded in the air, pushing the clouds aside.
He felt the power contained within this new body, with 180,000 units of blood and qi surging through his meridians and 63,000 units of spiritual energy spreading in his sea of consciousness.
He couldn't test the passive repair ability of the Eternal Body for the time being, but he could feel that the vitality in his body was more than twice as strong as before.
Any injury will heal on its own in a short time.
His strength has also increased. Although he now has 180,000 Qi and Blood, he feels that in terms of pure strength, he might be able to contend with a beast with 400,000 Qi and Blood.
The improvement in quality also led to an increase in quantity.
Song Chen looked at the spaceship, which was two kilometers below him, and Han Duo was looking at him through the porthole.
With a thought, he activated the void travel technique.
Space folded in front of him for a moment, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot, reappearing one centimeter outside the spaceship's hatch.
Song Chen stood outside the hatch, feeling the sensation of the space jump he had just experienced.
There was no acceleration process, no trajectory, no wind resistance, and no movement in any physical sense.
It means disappearing from point A and reappearing at point B.
The two-kilometer distance in the middle was skipped.
He was overjoyed, as if he had finally obtained a long-awaited tool. After trying it out, he found it to be even better than he had imagined.
He opened the hatch and sat back in his seat. Han Duo turned around from the cockpit to look at him, his face full of horror.
"Councilor Song... what you just said..."
"I practiced for a while."
Han Duo ultimately chose not to ask any more questions. The past few decades of life had taught him one thing: when you don't understand something, don't rush to ask; first, make sure you're alive.
Residents of the distant base city were still standing on the street looking at the sky. The silver halo had mostly dissipated, but the holes in the clouds pierced by the beam of light still hung overhead.
The old martial artist who was kneeling on the ground was helped up by his son; the old man's lips were still trembling.
"That is God."
The old man said, his voice trembling.
His son didn't speak, but simply supported him, looking up at the fading silver light.