However, facing this terrifying formation capable of tearing any warship to shreds, Phaethon’s eyes remained as calm as a still lake.

In this binary world he had created through the authority of "Erudition," he was practically the embodiment of its very rules!

He neither clashed head-on nor retreated.

He simply flickered and warped between these miniature black holes in a way that defied the laws of physics, each movement precisely landing on the weak points of the gravitational fields or their points of mutual cancellation. The gravity, powerful enough to distort space, couldn’t even truly catch the hem of his clothes.

That dazzling exchange of attacks and defenses over several rounds ended in an instant.

In the end, Phaethon’s figure pierced through the layers of gravitational traps, closing in on Welt once more in what was almost a "blink"!

This time, he’d learned his lesson. He directly grabbed the top end of the Gravity Stabilizer with one hand—because right there, a new, even more powerful pseudo-black hole was just beginning to form!

"Pseudo-black hole..." Phaethon’s expression remained calm, as if he were merely holding an insignificant object.

Feeling the violent gravitational force emanating from the cane’s tip, trying to tear him apart and devour him, he spoke calmly, "In the end, it’s just a ’pseudo’ black hole."

Before he’d even finished speaking, his five fingers suddenly tightened! A force, like an invisible ripple, forcibly intervened!

He was not fighting against the black hole’s gravity; he was using the authority of "Erudition" to momentarily alter the gravitational constant and spacetime curvature within it!

The pseudo-black hole that was about to take shape instantly fell into chaos. It let out a strained flicker of energy and a hum in Phaethon’s hand.

Finally, after a silent distortion, the purple-black pseudo-black hole was directly crushed by Phaethon!

!!!

A trace of cold sweat instantly seeped onto Welt’s forehead. But his combat experience was immense; almost at the same moment the black hole dissipated, using the leverage from his cane being grabbed, he fully unleashed the remaining energy of the Star of Eden!

Boom!

A vast gravitational field pressed down like an invisible mountain, centered on Phaethon. This gravity caused the mech suit Welt was wearing to emit strained cracking sounds!

But this sudden surge in gravity also successfully pinned Phaethon’s form in place. Phaethon’s legs sank slightly, as if trapped in invisible quicksand.

Seizing this opportunity, Welt quickly floated backward, creating distance.

Behind him, countless familiar Anti-Entropy standard drone mechs unfolded in dense array, like an army being reviewed!

Their cold metal shells reflected the light of the data streams, and densely packed cannon muzzles simultaneously lit up with the energy glow of destructiveness!

"It’s over!" Welt shouted in a low voice, swinging his cane down.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——!!!

The next moment, shells and lasers, like a violent metal meteor shower, or like a breached levee of destructive torrent, poured towards Phaethon, temporarily bound by gravity!

The light illuminated the entire data layer, as if it would completely purify everything within it!

However, facing this saturation strike capable of annihilating an army, Phaethon, suppressed by the gravitational field, only calmly raised his head.

He watched the torrent of artillery fire flying towards him like meteors, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently curled into a very faint smile.

Then, imitating a figure from the depths of his memory, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Snap!

The crisp sound was barely audible amidst the roaring explosions.

But the moment that snap fell——

Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!

One after another, enormous Infinity Gates suddenly unfolded layer upon layer before Phaethon!

They were like greedy maws, swallowing the oncoming destructive torrent completely, without a single leak, as if those attacks had never existed.

And this wasn’t the end!

The next second, countless even larger Infinity Gates opened without warning high above the long-range mech army—directly above them!

Then, the shells and lasers that had just been swallowed poured down from them without a single difference, precisely covering their original owners!

Boom rumble rumble——!!!

Continuous explosions of firelight instantly engulfed the Anti-Entropy mech army, metal fragments scattering everywhere like a violent storm, and the powerful shockwaves even forced Welt, standing in the distance, to raise his hand to shield himself.

The mechanical army he had meticulously summoned was completely destroyed in the blink of an eye by the attacks it had itself fired!

Welt’s pupils contracted violently. The scene before him closely overlapped with some nightmare fragments he knew from memory!

This...?! Is this right?

How is this world called Amphoreus so bizarre?!

He silently screamed in his heart. The face similar to Kevin’s, the greatsword encased in amber that looked so much like the Judgment of Shamash, and now these spatial gates turning the enemy’s own attacks against them...

How can this plot get more familiar the more I fight???

The reclining young man was about to be beaten into standing at attention.

Smoke, dust, and data debris slowly drifted down, as if everything that had just happened was just a warm-up. Phaethon’s foot lightly lifted, easily shaking off the weakened gravitational pull.

He looked at the solemn-faced Welt, seeming to be in a slightly better mood because of that "imitation" just now.

Phaethon calmly communicated with Welt again: 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"You know full well that in this world, you are no match for me. Why do you still persist so... futilely before me?"

Welt’s breathing steadied slightly. He gripped the Star of Eden tightly, his knuckles white from the effort. Meeting Phaethon’s gaze, the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by something even more unshakable.

"Perhaps right now, I really can’t gain any advantage against you, and might even suffer a complete defeat." He frankly acknowledged the gap in strength, but the conviction in his words grew even firmer.

"But, for the sake of the ’world’ I hold fast to in my heart, for the order and possibilities worth protecting... I will never retreat at this moment."

Welt’s voice was steady and powerful. Seizing the gap in the conversation, he quietly adjusted the Star of Eden. At the top of the cane, an even more concentrated and dangerous pseudo-black hole began to silently rotate and gestate once more.

"Even if it costs you your own life? If you truly die before me, those little ’resurrection’ tricks won’t be able to save you." Phaethon retorted.

Although Phaethon’s tone was calm, Welt understood that the other party was absolutely not joking; he truly had the confidence to completely kill him.

But... so what?

He had witnessed too many sacrifices and personally experienced countless desperate situations on the brink of destruction.

From the moment he inherited the name Welt, the path he chose was destined to be far from "easy" and "safe."

Regardless of whether he could "do situps," regardless of whether the means of resurrection were effective, when facing a moment he believed demanded his step forward, he, Welt Yang, would never retreat!