I am the God of Technology

A total of three hours had passed so far.

The entirety of space around the Corvinus Planet had fundamentally changed. The majestic 'capital' planet of the Nova Universe was now mostly in ruins, huge patches of its body broken off and floating in space as debris.

The death toll was uncountable, and space lay riddled with millions of humanoid as well as alien corpses from those of the Nova Academy as well as the Nova Force who rushed out to resist the onslaught of the invaders.

However, it was not like they accomplished nothing. More than half of the Chaos Beholders that had been summoned out had also been slain, causing innumerable losses to this clan of eldritch terrors.

This only fueled their anger and hatred as they fought with 110% of their ability, but seeing as this was their spiritual core, the denizens of the Nova Universe defended with 150% of their strength!

In fact, a large percentage of fighters hadn't died from being hit with attacks but from overdrafting their bodies and souls to attack the assailants, inflicting great damage before perishing.

However, this was just the case of the general battle which was split into small pockets here and there within the nearest 400 light-years. What was truly tumultuous was the battle of the powerhouses, which entailed the headmaster of the Nova Academy as well as his two vices and all the teachers on one side and the 4 Commanders of the Nova Force and their deputies on the other fighting the Patriarch Chaos Beholder who was the size of a small planet.

Despite outnumbering this being almost thirty to one, the entire upper echelon of the Nova Universe was beaten and bloodied, all of them panting as they barely kept themselves standing upright in the void of space.

Of course, the Patriarch Chaos Beholder was not doing so good either. All of his tentacles had been ripped off, only leaving his main eyes, which were bleeding in the form of tears and were bloodshot.

The teeth in its mouth, which had been razor-sharp, were now ruined and broken, looking like a comedic scene from a cartoon where a character would have their teeth smashed in. Its skin was pockmarked with holes, copious amounts of blood and flesh leaking out into space, floating through while carried by their initial momentum.

The two sides, despite being weakened and tired, displayed severe ferocity as they all had lost something great today. The Patriarch Chaos Beholder had lost half his clan and many of his own children, while the upper echelon of the Nova Universe had lost many of their universe fighters and young talents, crippling them thoroughly for thousands of years to come.

At this point, both sides wanted nothing other than the total destruction of the other side, even capturing a few to torture day and night to relieve the hatred in their minds and souls.

However, the denizens of the Nova Universe, even as they fought, had a pressing sense of despair in their hearts. It was clear that they could overcome this Chaos Beholder army in time and even be able to rebuild after this, but it was the overbearing presence of the detached Supreme Mecha in the distance which watched coldly that caused them to feel weighed down.

After all, this was the entity that summoned these beings. While there was no exact way to ascertain if it was a typical summoner that purely relied on their summoned beings to fight or they were too strong that these beholders had been enslaved by them, it didn't matter.

Because if they could summon this much, what if they just summoned more after the fight was over? How would they cope then?

The eyes of Commander Keira especially were filled with sadness and a hint of confusion. She had seen too many of her comrades and subordinates die, even some being her students she had nurtured for years.

The question swimming ceaselessly through her mind right now was:

'Why?'

Exactly why was this happening? What was the point? The kind of person who had the power to solo their universe definitely was some sort of higher-dimensional being, or at least, a subordinate of one.

Why would such an illustrious being come for their universe specifically? Commander Keira was puzzled and could not make heads or tails of it, which affected her battle concentration. As such, it was no surprise that when she came to, she realized that she was right in the middle of a huge beam.

She sensed the aura of death upon her and she even seemed to welcome it deep down. In her mind's eyes, she suddenly saw the vision of a world enveloped in giant trees and filled with lush, talking flowers full of life and excitement.

Her heart yearned to return to this place, but her vision was broken by the sight of a slender back covered in black and red military attire that appeared before her, especially that shoulder-length white hair that enraptured all eyes.

"Hmph, the same as always Keira, always absent-minded and questioning everything around you." The person in front of her spoke in a chiding tone that was filled with familiarity and warmth, which seemed to be weird coming from them.

"Huh?" Commander Keira muttered with confusion. She did not understand why this stranger spoke with such familiarity towards her… but she also didn't understand why she felt a large amount of reverence and innate closeness with this person either.

She didn't have time to ask as a wave of wind appeared in the void of space, covering her and sending her hurtling back towards the other powerhouses who had breathed quickly at the first moment, not noticing that she had been daydreaming on the spot.

With the burdens removed, the woman with the white hair, who was naturally Lara Sanguis' clone within the Nova Universe, glanced at the various Chaos Beholders still rampaging throughout space, including the patriarch, with disgust.

"Lower class filth should be exterminated!" She declared calmly, waving her hand as a huge surge of blue-colored fire swept through space like a torrent, passing through every Chaos Beholder regardless of their distance or situation.

They didn't even have time to register their fate before they were all turned to ashes, including the various corpses that littered space. The desperate siege which looked to be a fatal situation for the entire universe had been resolved in a single blow by a single person, rendering every survivor confused and unsure whether to be happy or afraid.

However, while Commander Keira and everyone else looked uncertain, the other upper echelons seemed to recognize this person and immediately knelt down with a subservient look.

"Greetings, Admiral-Queen Lara!" They roared with their heads lowered.

"Hmm…" Lara hummed as she ignored them and focused on the Supreme Mecha who was coldly standing there. She did not know that the being inside heaved a sigh of relief that his job was done, having long sent a quantum message to Dante.

Commander Keira looked at her colleagues who clearly knew this woman and even called her by the illustrious title of 'Admiral-Queen', realizing that they knew her and had long pledged loyalty in some way or form.

She felt disheartened and betrayed, not knowing what to think. More than anything, she wondered why she alone, out of all the leaders of those in her universe, was singled out to be left ignorant of such a thing?

"Don't overthink as you always do. You are a special being unlike any of the common rabble within this lower-

dimensional space." Lara spoke as shecasually took her eyes away from the Supreme Mecha which had not moved since she appeared.

"I…" Commander Keira wanted to ask this woman why this was all occurring and try to process everything, but suddenly Lara's face changed greatly.

"Impossible!" Lara roared as she turned to glance at the Supreme Mecha, who was now kneeling on obeisance before a being that was forming out of the purest quantum energy, coalescing into a humanoid shape.

She watched stupefied as Dante's omni-clone formed on the spot, shaking his arms and legs then stretching casually as his bones creaked.

"Wow, this thing is very handy. It doesn't waste any Origin Energy but faithfully replicates half of my power. That's pretty awesome." Dante commented casually.

He then glanced at the Supreme Mecha. "Oh, you're Xander-

Velocia-TR-5678321. Well, good job Xander, you have done your home planet of Velocia proud despite being the 5678321th person to apply from there."

Dante glanced forward and saw the carnage and bodies floating through space, shaking his head. "It could have been less messy though. Well, every universe benefits from it and it costs nothing, so I'll revive everyone who died."

With a casual wave of his hand, a wave of origin light pervaded the entire area encompassing thousands of light-years, causing life to be renewed where it was once lost. All the bodies reformed back into the place they had been before, and the ruined Planet Corvinus as restored to perfection immediately.

Even the soldiers still fighting were restored to peak conditions, including the upper echelon who were still kneeling to a now scowling Lara Sanguis.

Dante then slowly tuned to face her, his smile waning slightly.

"Now, to deal with you."

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