I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 602: Chapter 387: Farewell_2

Moreover, if you contract irregularly, won’t your other side eventually pass by the sun and get burned through?

About a day later, Harrison Clark finally saw such a scene in front of him.

At a far distance, the damaged Dyson membrane was converging rapidly forward at an extremely fast speed.

Hum!

Harrison seemingly experienced an illusion, hearing a sound like this in his ears. About tens of millions of kilometers ahead in the grid’s gap, the Dyson membrane finally completed the contraction and turned into a semi-transparent deep orange liquid giant sphere with a diameter of about a million kilometers.

At this time, numerous Blade Mantis were flying around its vicinity, occasionally swinging their blade arms towards it or spewing vortex particles.

The giant sphere was sometimes split open and sometimes blasted with star-like flames, but it remained unwavering.

Next, an even more incredible thing happened.

The giant sphere mysteriously began to move.

There was no pseudo-curved membrane structure due to space collapse on its surface, even less so curvature bubbles, yet its flight speed instantaneously reached the speed of light.

Its movement trajectory was clearly continuously tracking Harrison’s location.

During its flight, some Blade Mantis was occasionally rolled into its liquid body.

But these Blade Mantis didn’t die inside, nor could they hurt the giant sphere. They would only be engulfed for a while and then discarded like garbage.

Harrison had a myriad of questions in his heart, but he still deliberately adjusted his position to match the sphere that the Dyson membrane had transformed into as much as possible.

He didn’t know what the Dyson membrane wanted to do, so he could only try and see.

After a while, Harrison and the Dyson membrane were finally facing each other on two opposite sides of the same grid.

It was already this close, so if the Dyson membrane really wanted to say something to him, it should have been able to communicate by now.

At the next second, Harrison’s pupils shrank.

The Dyson membrane made an unexpected move.

It actually stopped and let the grid collide with it head-on.

Under the white current’s sweeping, the Dyson membrane also turned into a raging inferno.

Less than ten seconds passed, and Harrison stopped chasing the prism ship war. Instead, he hovered beside the huge fireball, occasionally slashing the Blade Mantis by his side and staring blankly.

I thought you were making such a fuss just to die in front of me so that I could commemorate you for a few seconds?

Bastard! You died too unremarkably!

In the next moment, the alarm suddenly rang in the battlefield monitoring, showing a high-energy reaction in front of him.

A massive amount of energy from the fireball in front of him rushed towards Harrison at twice the speed of light.

Harrison subconsciously retreated, but was a step too late and was caught by the energy burst.

Harrison was just about to press the quick self-destruct system inside his Galaxy Basic Armor, but he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

“It’s me, don’t panic.”

Harrison was shocked, “Star? I thought you had collapsed?”

His mind buzzed, feeling at a loss.

Star laughed, “That was the original plan. I turned into a pure quantum storm, and I was supposed to disappear quietly in the Solar System within the next few days. But the Dyson membrane used its cell structure to simulate Carrie Thomas’s unstable gene form, which allowed me to stay for a while.”

“What’s your current situation? And what about the Dyson membrane?”

“Its consciousness has dissipated when traversing the grid. I used its energy to transform into an energy form. I live in the quantum oscillations induced by the Dyson membrane’s nuclear fusion.”

Harrison sighed in relief, “I see.”

“You sound disappointed?”

“Not at all, I am happy. It’s just that you are currently burning, and it won’t last long.”

“Yes. But I can harness some energy to break out of this fireball. I am modifying your Summit Colossus, and I’ve compressed my own algorithms. I can stay in your Summit Colossus’s brain for a few more days.”

Harrison had already noticed the changes in the Summit Colossus.

Under the massive influx of energy, the colossus seemed to be injected with a swelling agent, growing and expanding rapidly.

Harrison gave a nod, “Thank you, Star.”

“No need to thank me. If there’s even a slight chance, I want to help you more. The Compound-Eyed Observer has noticed our changes. Here it comes, so many Blade Mantis!”

The sudden drastic change of the Summit Colossus seemed to have caught the attention of the Compound-Eyed Observer. The previously lenient Compound-Eyed Observer suddenly intensified its offense against Harrison.

More Black Hole Bombs were densely thrown at him, while at least over a million Blade Mantis began to use short-range warps that span tens of thousands of kilometers to attack in succession.

However, the transformation of the Summit Colossus was swift, and in less than ten seconds, the colossus’s form changed again, expanding into a 3,000-kilometer tall humanoid war machine.

Harrison tried controlling the arms, and the ultra-large war blade that was about 2,000 kilometers long whistled through the air.

This war blade had become extremely heavy.

It was heavy because a simple swing could make the blade reach two-thirds of the speed of light at the tip without being wrapped in a curvature bubble!

Recalling his various complaints and dissatisfaction with this war machine, Harrison suddenly felt a little red-faced.

As it turns out, making a single soldier mech big enough has its advantages.

If he were driving a colossus that was 80,000 kilometers tall now, then a simple swing, as long as he could swing it, could make the blade tip infinitely close to the speed of light.

Bang!The massive Unified Force Cutting Warblade sliced straight into the thousands of incoming Blade Mantises.

All of them shattered.

Harrison Clark turned around and looked at the Angular Warship, his blood boiling with excitement.

Star warned, “Don’t get too excited. I’ve calculated it, and we still can’t break through the Angular Warship.”

Harrison instantly calmed down, “Alright, let’s keep hacking away. The more we analyze, the more we’ll learn.”

“Yes, if we can fully understand the material structure of the Angular Warship, then wouldn’t it be… hehe…”

Star was a rather intriguing “person.”

Harrison’s long-suppressed emotions for nearly two days finally relaxed.

Charge!

Ten days later…

Staring at the sun that seemed so close yet so far, Harrison began to slowly retreat.

His Summit Colossus was breaking and disintegrating piece by piece.

The genes in his body were also rapidly collapsing.

Only the sun remained in the Solar System.

He had tried his best.

There wasn’t much to regret. Star had collected plenty of data and organized it for him.

Harrison wasn’t sure how much of the enemy’s materials he had deciphered, but any information was better than none.

Once again, he fulfilled his promise as the last standing warrior in the Solar System, ensuring that the sacrifices of billions of his comrades were not in vain.

He also attempted the path of Gene-Modified Warriors he should not have.

This path was definitely wrong, as even he was doomed to die.

In the long run, Gene-Modified Warriors were not a viable option, doomed to fall apart, erasing the last traces of their existence.

However, if the war was imminent, it was a good choice to fight in the short term.

In front of him, he left a faint trace on the last Angular Warship he was fixated on.

Of course, it was his battle trophy, but it wasn’t enough.

Yet he couldn’t help but stare at the faint trace.

It meant his efforts were not wasted.

Harrison thought to himself.

This time we lost, utterly defeated.

Next time, I will find a better path.

The real war is just beginning now.

Your curvature flight, warp, physical toxins, Grand Unified Force, antimatter, and dark energy have been seen through by me.

I’ve also figured out the way of the Planting Battleships.

Our Dyson membrane will be stronger, our fleets will be stronger, our equipment will be stronger.

Our colonies will be more.

Next time, we won’t let your Blade Mantis run rampant on the battlefield!

“Human, do you have a name?”

Suddenly, he “heard” an electronically-modulated voice.

It was genderless and emotionless.

Harrison grinned, “Cauldrons Legion Commander, Harrison Clark.”

Then he pressed the self-destruct button.

The next instant, he was engulfed in an explosion and flames.

Heh, trying to play tricks on me?

Want to deceive me?

Want to divert my attention to capture me alive?

Dream on!

Get the fuck out, do you think I’ll be satisfied with the so-called glory of leaving my name behind?

You think this is glory?

I only see it as humiliation!

I want you to remember that I, Harrison Clark, will be the one to destroy you.

I will become your nightmare.

Farewell!