Chapter 152: King of Power

Cinderella's ability lay in the creation of an infinitely folded, high-dimensional spatial unit, within which matter underwent a fundamental transformation of properties, much like sand compressed into quartz. A spatial length of one meter could, after infinite folding, be reduced to the mere scale of a few quarks.

One must remember that gravitational force is inversely proportional to the square of the distance; if the distance approaches infinity, gravity itself approaches infinity, and the gravity of a mere grain of sand could thus be magnified into a light-devouring black hole.

Manifested in reality, it resembled a flame of pure black.

The black fire was profound and serene, suspended in the air like a fracture in the void, swallowing every gaze directed toward it.

Yet because this immense gravity was the product of spatial compression, it could not extend infinitely through spacetime like normal gravity; it could only exert its influence within the scale of a few atomic units.

In other words, all matter consumed by the black flame did not truly vanish; rather, it was compressed by infinite gravity into imperceptible micro-quarks, making it appear as though it had simply vanished into thin air.

The energy Cinderella carried with her upon traversing endless expanses of spacetime was not particularly vast—at least no greater than Adonsa's—but her manipulation of this power, executed with the technique of the seventh or even eighth energy tier, rendered it terrifyingly formidable.

To an entity of this caliber, space, time, matter, and energy were no longer superficial phenomena perceived through the shallow filter of the six senses, but tangible, undeniable truths that could be physically grasped.

Just as she did now, Cinderella employed an amount of energy perhaps insufficient to detonate a small nuclear weapon, yet she effortlessly repelled Adonsa's assault by harnessing the spontaneous microscopic energy explosions of the quantum realm.

Faced with such a predicament, Adonsa chose to drop all pretense and strike at the root of the problem.

A mesh-like radiance swiftly swept across the flesh-and-blood walls of the demon's stomach from one end to the other, resembling a system-wide update.

Meta-quantum simulation-driven space, activate!

Long before, during its previous battle against Lancehans, Adonsa had seized the opportunity to drill tens of kilometers underground and conduct large-scale mineral extraction, utilizing high-solubility bodily fluids to effortlessly excavate colossal quantities of demonic energy crystals as if digging through mud.

Originally intended for the decisive battle against Lancehans, this was no longer a time to conserve its strength.

The walls of flesh remained entirely unchanged, yet Cinderella acutely perceived that the atmosphere of the entire space had fundamentally shifted.

Cautiously evading a sweeping, colossal tentacle, the black fire in her hand brushed past the tentacle's surface by a hair's breadth. Yet the hitherto infallible black fire abruptly turned into an illusion, and the tentacle's immense momentum instead scraped her palm so severely that her pale, stark palm bones were exposed.

Cinderella extended her purplish-blue tongue to lick her mangled, bloody palm, and murmured, "Spatial editing... How could you possibly master such a power?"

Adonsa churned the ocean of tentacles, its voice resonating from all directions: "I have not mastered this power; I merely possess it."

Simulating a phenomenon did not require mastering it; one merely needed to provide sufficient parameters for it to function.

Thus, Adonsa would never claim to have mastered this power; once removed from the meta-quantum space, it would remain entirely incapable of such feats.

"Possess..." Blue, ghostly flames erupted from Cinderella's eyes: "Why must you all always struggle, always resist! Are the worlds destroyed by the Cancer of the Myriad Realms still not enough?"

To this outburst of intensely subjective emotion, Adonsa lacked even the slightest superfluous reaction. Its churning tentacles swayed like a meadow of blossoms in the wind, countless flowers blooming in full array, and slimy tentacles bearing the texture of deep-sea organisms lunged forward amidst a blur of overlapping phantoms.

Six-dimensional mirror background entanglement space—this was a six-dimensional labyrinthine spatial structure containing at least twenty-five distinct allomorphs, each capable of forming an infinitely looping space resembling a ball of yarn within a domain a billion billion times smaller than a neutron. In certain theoretical frameworks, the six-dimensional mirror background entanglement space is even assumed to be the fundamental structural unit of space, providing solid empirical support for the correctness of superstring theory.

In stark contrast to the folded space created by Cinderella, the function of this six-dimensional space was precisely to stretch space, restoring distorted dimensions back to normalcy.

The six-dimensional mirror background entanglement space draped over the tentacles directly neutralized the black-hole gravity generated by the folded space.

Though her black fire had been neutralized, Cinderella showed not the slightest trace of panic. Instead, her entire body began to gleam with a silvery reflection, and the black fire instantaneously transformed into a silver luster, resembling a surging pool of liquid mercury.

Draped in silvery flames, Cinderella raised her hand to block a charging tentacle that struck forward with the force of a careening locomotive. The collision was steady yet marked by a striking contrast, akin to an ant wrestling a human in an arm-wrestle and emerging victorious.

Having fully grasped the entirety of the space, Adonsa instantaneously realized the crux of the matter: Cinderella had once again altered space, this time stretching it to liberate the universe's most formidable fundamental force—the strong interaction.

Ordinarily confined to interactions between fundamental particles, quarks utilize the strong interaction to form neutrons and protons, which subsequently constitute atomic nuclei, leaving the remaining domain to electromagnetic force.

The operational range of the strong interaction is six orders of magnitude smaller than a nanometer, yet within this minuscule domain, the strong interaction reigns as the undisputed monarch of forces. Gravity and electromagnetic force alike were forced to step aside.

Consequently, Cinderella's power at this moment soared to a staggering degree, rendering the lifting of an entire continent a trivial affair.

In an instant, the tempest of tentacles capable of shredding mountains was reduced to soft noodles, casually kneaded and whipped about at Cinderella's whim.

While Cinderella rampaged arrogantly across the battlefield, Adonsa possessed no idle leisure to play move-and-counter-move at a leisurely pace.

It finally completed the meta-quantum space in its entirety, successfully parsing the gateway behind Cinderella, and delivered a decisive strike at the root.

Adonsa traced a subtle stroke, effortlessly appending a parameter to the overarching spacetime coordinates. Cinderella, who was in the midst of tearing apart swaths of tentacles, halted abruptly as if struck by a sudden angina attack. Her entire figure flickered with a layer of static snow, akin to an old television set with an unstable signal, as she turned her gaze in absolute disbelief toward the gateway behind her.

If it possessed brows, Adonsa would undoubtedly have furrowed them.

For spatial coordinates traversing endless expanses of spacetime were exquisitely delicate phenomena; the fact that Adonsa's alteration of a single parameter resulted in merely a mild disturbance indicated that the computational function of these spatial coordinates was far more complex and precise than it had anticipated, evidently utilizing highly advanced chaotic mathematical techniques.

"Adonsa!" Cinderella braced her body, the silver flames engulfing her surging to a height of over ten meters, coalescing into a bizarre giant crowned with a cross at its apex. Slender silver threads connected her various joints, presenting the unmistakable appearance of a medieval marionette.

"This will not be our last meeting. I have remembered you, Adonsa!"

Cinderella shrieked in a shrill, furious howl as the marionette giant raised both hands high and brought them crashing downward with immense violence.

Boom!

With Cinderella at the epicenter, all the tentacles were blown away or pulverized by the titanic shockwave, and plasma storms raged across the entire space, driven by the sheer magnitude of the force.

The meta-quantum space, which had previously held an absolute advantage, became as precarious as a nest perched on a storm-tossed eggshell in the face of this sheer power, teetering on the verge of collapse!

Adonsa remained devoid of sorrow or joy, as indifferent to the destruction of all its flesh as if it bore no relation to it whatsoever.

It merely remained calm, monitoring the influx of diverse feedback data, and once again appended a lengthy string of fictitious parameters to the extended spatial coordinates. Following several hoarse flickers, Cinderella's projection finally dissolved into streams of data and vanished into the void.