The deafening explosions erupted one after another. Fang Senyan was already three kilometers away from the last point of destruction. Throughout this span, every Contractor he encountered had their faces contorted, eyes glazed white, teeth clenched so tightly that foam sometimes trickled from their lips—a clear sign they had completely lost their sanity.

The Noah Space E, cornered and facing passive resistance from its own members, had ruthlessly resorted to drastic measures! It directly manipulated their ** to fight, forcing them into engagements with Fang Senyan where the enemies cried out, "Don't do this, I'm being forced!" while simultaneously launching attacks designed to take Fang Senyan down with them in a mutual destruction.

As the old saying goes, the reckless are feared even by the formidable. No matter how powerful Fang Senyan was, facing enemies so willing to trade their lives for injury made him suffer greatly. Both his Elixir of Honor and the team skill Radiance of Healing were on cooldown. If not for the protective ward provided by the Sigh of the Reaper, he would have genuinely turned tail and fled.

However, the exploration inside the Noah Space E was proving immensely beneficial for training his Executor's Sensory Filaments; it was like practicing swordsmanship in the sea. While it was incredibly arduous, the experience gained was astonishing, leading to rapid growth.

It could be said that one hour spent cultivating his Sensory Filaments within the Noah Space E was equivalent to fighting thirty to forty battles as an Executor outside. Furthermore, this sort of training was impossible within his own affiliated Noah Space, as probing the interior of one's own space with Sensory Filaments was akin to rudely tearing off someone's clothes—something one should never do unless seeking self-destruction.

Fang Senyan let out a long breath, violently tearing open the adjacent layer of flesh, and squeezed out of the hidden corner. At least six frenzied Contractors had chased past that spot; if he hadn't hidden, it would have meant another brutal fight!

At this moment, Fang Senyan had less than two thousand health points remaining, his body riddled with bleeding wounds. Continuing head-on confrontations was simply unwise. He had to consider the cost; was he supposed to use Annihilation on every Thrall Hunter or Awakened being he encountered? Being inside Noah Space E, coupled with the tier suppression, meant the drop rate was very low, and the merit earned from killing opponents was even less. Using Annihilation continuously, aside from the merit issue, would eventually deplete his own vitality entirely.

After crawling out, Fang Senyan oriented himself and strode purposefully along what he judged to be the correct route. The interior of Noah Space was incredibly bizarre, featuring massive, flesh-red connective tissues wrapping around vessels like lymph nodes, alongside fully metallic organs that pulsed, drawing in and recycling the flesh-red **. More often than not, however, these two structures were integrated.

Soon, the path ahead ended, or rather, an elliptical gateway enveloped in flesh appeared before Fang Senyan. This portal was formed by five bizarre, flesh-red valves, each covering about ten square meters and oozing an oily substance. It was a portal designed to open and close via rotation, but it was clearly shut at the moment.

Fang Senyan hesitated. With the Silver Wrench, that ultimate demolition tool, forcing the door open wouldn't take excessive effort. But if he resorted to brute force, the dying Noah Space E would instantly sense the anomaly within its body and dispatch swarms of lost souls to violently eradicate the intrusion. This was, after all, entirely natural; if you suddenly felt intense pain within your body, you would definitely seek medication, surgery, or any means necessary to find and excise the problem.

However, just as Fang Senyan was wrestling with the decision, the five valves suddenly spun and opened automatically. The pathway revealed within was entirely like the interior of a digestive tract. The surrounding muscular walls were flesh-red, constantly contracting, bringing forth massive mounds of thick, disgusting pale-green matter—presumably excrement—as if on a conveyor belt, though the volume was akin to small hills.

Immediately afterward, openings appeared in the flesh walls beside him, from which crawled numerous hybrid creatures combining the characteristics of spiders and flesh. They dragged large baskets behind them, their long legs made of steel, though their torsos were organic. They quickly began to decompose and haul away the mountainous piles of waste.

"What!! What is that?" Fang Senyan, who had been ready to dart inside, suddenly noticed a head within the transport basket carried by one of the flesh-spiders—a familiar head!

It was the head of the Metal Mentor, brutally cleaved across three-quarters of its mass, its expression fixed in a gruesome grimace. All trace of his refined features was gone!

Following that, Fang Senyan spotted several severed limbs, and then the partial organs of another acquaintance... Zeus.

This ill-fated pair had survived the previous battlefield but failed to last until the end, emerging severely weakened. This time, their invasion into the interior of Noah E seemed to have landed them luckily in a critical area. Unfortunately, to gain great rewards, one must face immense risks. Clearly, this group hadn't made it through.

Fang Senyan closely examined the corpses of the Metal Mentor and Reef, seeking any clue. But at that moment, it seemed that defecation time had arrived. The valve gate began its rotational closure, threatening to seal soon. Simultaneously, Fang Senyan’s Sensory Filaments, extended hundreds of meters away, detected a squad of lost souls running towards him, gasping for breath...

Under these circumstances, Fang Senyan had virtually no choice but to run, executing a fish dive right into the partially closed valve gate.

Fang Senyan dared to enter not out of recklessness, but as the result of careful consideration.

Firstly, from the corpses of the Metal Mentor and Zeus, he observed that they died horribly, their bodies covered in numerous wounds, clearly succumbing after a fierce struggle. Yet, there were no massive wounds like direct headshots or heart piercings.

This detail alone suggested that the attacks faced by the Metal Mentor's group must have been high-frequency, low-damage assaults, effectively wearing them down until death. Explosive attacks, like sniping, were rare. Therefore, the nature of the attacks inside was something subtly countered by Fang Senyan's innate talent. What? You ask why there weren't any ridiculously powerful high-frequency, high-damage attacks? If there were, could the Metal Mentor's group have held out long enough to be covered in wounds?

Of course, the more crucial factor was that Fang Senyan possessed an additional escape route: the ultimate weapon conjured by his G-point—the Silver Wrench. This item was perfect for clearing a path. Perhaps it was a useless burden in the hands of its original owner, but in Fang Senyan's hands, it was a divine artifact!

This was because Fang Senyan had directly enhanced it to +4. If the G-point conjured it again, it would become +11—its true damage output was absolutely monstrous, especially when combined with his Annihilation ability, making him more destructive than a bulldozer! Zeus and the others might have been helpless against that valve door, but Fang Senyan was confident he could smash an escape route open.

After leaping through the valve door, Fang Senyan was immediately hit by an indescribable stench. Even the air felt bizarre. The skin facing forward felt intensely hot, while the back was strangely cool. Even remaining still, his feet were being pulled inward; if Fang Senyan hadn't possessed decent balance, he would have immediately tumbled like a rolling gourd.

After traveling about four to five hundred meters inside, Fang Senyan encountered the murderers of Reef and the Metal Mentor. This creature was a flesh-and-metal lifeform that seemed to be a type of Scavenger. It possessed sharp forelimbs like a praying mantis, which were serrated and keen, combined with a sinuous body suited for movement in this environment, plus astonishing jumping power.

The Scavenger's design purpose stemmed from the fact that the Noah Space's digestive system was a combination of flesh and metal, fortified by potent digestive fluids. This environment easily led to the formation of mineralized deposits resembling stalactites in critical areas. These deposits, hard as stone, could potentially block the digestive cavity if left unchecked for too long.

The Scavengers existed to use their sharp forelimbs to clean away these stony deposits. To avoid accidentally damaging other intact tissues, the Scavengers were not designed for overwhelming strength but excelled in agility for work efficiency.

Fang Senyan quickly found himself caught in the frenzied siege of the Scavengers. The most critical issue was that the four walls were constantly undulating, making it difficult to maintain balance. Furthermore, the digestive fluids reduced defense capabilities. The Scavengers' unique physiology allowed them to drill in and out of the adjacent walls, enabling attacks from any direction with no blind spots, making them exceptionally troublesome.

But for Fang Senyan, they were merely troublesome. Thanks to the existence of the powerful talent, Sigh of the Reaper, these Scavengers posed little real threat to him; the opportunities for forced damage deduction were frequent! Moreover, having fought a massive battle previously, the Scavengers had already suffered heavy losses. Thus, after eliminating several hundred of them, Fang Senyan finally dragged his exhausted body to the end of this digestive tube, where another rotating, valve-like closing door stood, seemingly bolted shut.

At this point, Fang Senyan naturally could not linger. Remaining in the digestive cavity for too long had subjected him to severe corrosion; his skin was mottled red and purple. If not for the inherent resistance to disease, acid, and poison provided by the Solar Staircase, his facial features might have dissolved entirely.

With a tremendous crash, Fang Senyan smashed through the thick valve door before him. An indescribably fresh air rushed towards him, causing Fang Senyan to freeze momentarily. He never imagined that the core power area of the supposedly omnipotent Noah Space would present such a stunning vista!!!

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