Chapter 149 Another Evolution

Adonsa’s tentacles lashed out with greater speed, immense strength, and increased numbers, gradually overwhelming the constantly shattering and regenerating magic arrays as it closed in on Rancehans.

Adonsa’s entire body was undergoing a profound restructuring. A newly formed cold-fusion reactor was operating at five hundred thousand times its normal efficiency to power Adonsa’s systems.

A colossal surge of energy collided within the nano-superconducting circuits, and every single cell let out a sigh of profound satisfaction.

While fighting Rancehans, Adonsa remained divided in focus, extending its tentacles toward the Soul Celestial Sphere within its body. Yet, the golden crystal repelled all probings.

Neither high-concentration acid capable of melting gold nor the extreme pressures required to manufacture diamonds could leave the slightest scratch upon this golden crystal.

Absolute rigidity, absolute smoothness, absolute unity... All those incredible properties typically found only in textbooks and theoretical examinations were manifested in this tiny piece of crystal.

It shared the same nature as the psychic barrier, rejecting all external information.

Rejecting force, rejecting heat, and even rejecting observation.

Stored within it was the information of an entire civilization. The souls of its populace rested inside, lifelike and vibrant as if it were only yesterday, awaiting the day of their awakening.

They still believed they were lingering on the eve of the apocalypse, continuing their mundane yet hopeful lives, greeting every single day of the future.

If one were to quantitatively compare this Scalana civilization with Earth's civilization, the Scalana civilization might still hold a slight edge.

Adonsa condensed a wisp of eerie, grayish-yellow aura, constantly shifting between gaseous and liquid states, wriggling like a tiny mouse or perhaps a gust of wind.

This was the corrosive aura left behind when Adonsa had once communicated with the Cancer of All Worlds, possessing the uncanny power to corrode all things.

No, corrosion was not quite the right word.

Adonsa resolutely dismissed that notion.

If it were mere corrosion, then methods of counteraction would be limitless—purification, isolation, imprisonment, stasis... any of these could allow the Cancer of All Worlds to slowly perish in a vacuum.

Yet the reality was that the Cancer of All Worlds had corrupted countless, innumerable worlds.

Why could this chaotic and foolish monster run rampant throughout the entire multiverse without a single natural enemy? There had to be a much deeper reason.

Right now, however, Adonsa could only rely on it to achieve its own objectives.

Adonsa blew gently, and a wisp of turbid yellow aura brushed across the surface of the golden crystal, instantly causing a terrified golden soul to materialize.

The souls within the Soul Celestial Sphere seemed startled by something, violently snapping awake from their slumber.

As if an alarm clock had sounded, vast swaths of golden souls awoke and scrambled to flee from the area brushed by the grayish-yellow aura. The golden luster slowly faded, leaving the crystal faintly pale.

The grayish-yellow distorted aura looked as though it could be blown away by a single breath, yet it stubbornly clung to the smooth surface of the Soul Celestial Sphere, refusing to dissipate.

Suddenly, the somewhat pale crystal trembled imperceptibly.

Adonsa’s gaze instantly sharpened, observing every minute change between the Soul Celestial Sphere and the distorted aura with absolute concentration.

A wisp of turbid gray suddenly and spontaneously appeared within the pure gold of the Soul Celestial Sphere, yet Adonsa detected no signs of the distortion penetrating the golden crystal; it seemed to materialize out of thin air.

The gray expanded gradually, roaming within a small area like smoke. The golden spirits inside the crystal grew increasingly terrified, uttering silent screams.

The surface of the crystal—so smooth it lacked even an atomic gap—gradually bubbled outward in response to the roaming gray smoke, resembling carbuncles on human skin.

Meanwhile, the distorted aura seemed to receive some miraculous nourishment, growing faintly larger than before.

Adonsa seemed to hear an evil and excited roar of laughter. A pair of gray pupils suddenly snapped open, looking mockingly at the pure world that had birthed it.

The gray smoke, now sprouting eyes, ceased its upward erosion. It cast a derisive glance at Adonsa—who remained barred on the outside—and decisively turned back, intending to plunge deep into the interior of the crystal. For a moment, all the golden souls were terrified almost to the point of devolving into wisps of mist.

If it were allowed to penetrate deep into the golden crystal, it would truly be like rabbits landing in Australia or crayfish arriving in Scotland.

In an extremely short span of time, Adonsa might find itself facing an intensely troublesome enemy.

At that moment, a slender fist struck the carbuncle-like surface of the crystal. Tens of millions of tons of force erupted silently within the void. Because a vacuum lacks any gaseous medium for transmission, the fist appeared deceptively weak and delicate.

Yet the golden crystal—which hadn't deformed in the slightest even under pressures more terrifying than a planet's core—began to crack with an imperceptible network of fissures accompanied by a crisp sound.

This seamless, absolutely rigid body had finally revealed a tiny flaw under the bizarre erosion of the distorted aura and Adonsa’s absolute strength.

Adonsa had no intention of throwing another punch. Its palm opened into a suction port to directly recall the restless distorted aura, and its five fingers morphed into sharp fangs, pressing effortlessly against the crystal surface with tens of millions of tons of force while vibrating at high speed.

The cracks rapidly spread and widened, tearing open a massive opening in less than a millisecond.

The gray smoke that had intended to backfeed on Adonsa didn't even get a chance to struggle before Adonsa sucked it directly into its body via its tentacles.

Adonsa had tried glass, diamonds, magnetic fields, vacuums, and even silicon crystal circuit boards, yet none could prevent the dissipation and escape of the gray smoke.

Finally, Adonsa created a low-temperature domain infinitely close to absolute zero before successfully trapping this newborn, uncanny lifeform.

Only the Bose-Einstein condensate achieved by gaseous rubidium atoms under ultra-low temperatures could barely manage to imprison this bizarre entity born from the distorted aura.

And Adonsa’s understanding of the Cancer of All Worlds deepened by another layer.

Yet now was not the time for contemplation; the Soul Celestial Sphere had not yet been completely breached.

The damaged Soul Celestial Sphere rapidly self-repaired. The cracks were smoothed away bit by bit, and the opening continually shrank, threatening to shear off Adonsa’s tentacle outright.

However, Adonsa stubbornly withstood the pressure. Its elbow was squeezed and deformed piece by piece, on the verge of snapping entirely.

Adonsa attempted to extend its consciousness into that golden space, viciously intimidating the sea of golden souls that drifted like sea grass.

At last, the elbow was severed, and Adonsa’s brutal consciousness poured like a breached floodgate into the tranquil space within the Soul Celestial Sphere.

The golden souls, whose sacred domain had suffered irreversible violation, swarmed forward. Countless faces of resolute, death-defying determination coalesced into golden-armored warriors, brandishing mace-like weapons as they smashed toward Adonsa.

Battles on a purely mental plane were immensely perilous; even the loss of a sliver of spirit required a lengthy recuperation.

Yet Adonsa cared nothing for these conventional rules and techniques, simply washing over them with a flood of unbridled consciousness, grinding every resisting existence into dust.

Adonsa’s colossal body resembled a meat bun sprouting tentacles, its massive central mouth acting like a rushing river absorbing countless souls.

The Soul Celestial Sphere desperately patched its breach, but the gray-red color representing Adonsa continued to proliferate and run rampant inside.

Flies do not bite seamless eggs; once an egg had a single crack, what was the point of patching it up again?

The barrier that had once rejected everything could no longer block Adonsa from communicating with its avatar.

A torrent of memories, emotions, culture, magic, art—all of which were quantifiable information units representing the full power of a civilization—rushed in like a tide.

Adonsa swallowed it all down, gulping it like a beast chewing peonies.

Unlike the time it had recklessly devoured the mental sea of Earth’s humanity, there was not even a Son of Gaia to obstruct it here; it was entirely a fresh and delectable cake.

The previously dormant sea of mental energy was rapidly activated, converging with the civilization crystal within the Soul Celestial Sphere. It forcefully broke through the invisible shackles, allowing Adonsa’s long-stagnant evolution to resume once more.

A strange sensation swelled within Adonsa, akin to the agonizing labor pains of shedding skin.

A thunderous roar echoed in its mind, and amid a scattering of shattered light and shadow, the chaotic doors of a fleeting gateway seemed to swing open.

Yet a certain existence seized that opportunity, barged directly into Adonsa’s consciousness, and offered a casual greeting.

"Hello, Adonsa. My name is Cinderella. You may also call me the Cancer of All Worlds."