063. Entropic Disorder Increase

  【True Eye】

  The world instantly turned into a monoe palette, yet all visible information was crammed into Li Aozi's brain.

  With his brain enhanced by biograft adjustments, visual systems and processing power were liberated, instantly analyzing the true trajectories of the two fighter jets. They performed low-aurning maneuvers, orbiting on both sides of him, each firing ffight missiles.

  "Fast rea!"

  Li Aozi was surprised. In the moment, he lost speed, letting himself freely plummet towards the ground like a falling leaf, gracefully and randomly shifting in the air.

  A total of eight high-mobility dogfight missiles, after flying for only a short distance, ran out of fuel aonated mid-dest due to deyed fuses, their fragments raining down around Li Aozi, who tio casually sway with the falling debris.

  "What the hell—he dodged the missiles with a falling leaf maneuver?!"

  Magath was both shocked and humiliated.

  In Blue Star’s high-speed aerial bat, where Mach 4-5 speeds were the norm, using a fallieique wasn’t a practical bat maneuver but more of a stunt to show off an aircraft's capabilities.

  Li Aozi had used this fshy trick to evade their most advanced missiles.

  Furthermore, due to Li Aozi’s sudden deceleration, Doppler radar, based on velocity shifts, lost his sigirely.

  Li Aozi swayed zily, hands behind his head, as he tinued his fall toward the ground. The sky grew farther away, yet he remaiterly uned.

  No gravity maniputor had ever died from falling.

  This felt pletely different from a game—wind brushed past him like a geender caress. The whole world seemed to be filled with endless affe, as though he wasn’t falling due to gravity but instead being lovingly embraced by the Earth.

  The world is so beautiful.

  However, Yelivov didn’t share this se. As a seasoned pilot, seeing the target perform such a maold him ohing:

  "Magath! Retreat now!"

  The differen aircraft quality was too great; there was no way they could win this fight!

  In air bat, unlike on the ground, an aircraft one geion more advanced could easily take oy oppos.

  Moreover, this guy’s maneuverability defied the ws of modern physics!

  "I'm retreating now—"

  Magath pulled the throttle and dove into the clouds, activating optical stealth in hopes of esg dete.

  However, in the instant, Li Aozi, who had been enjoying his fall, suddenly turned around, fag upward. In a fsh, he became lightning, darting into the menag bck-red clouds, his crimson-bck armor blending into the chaotic sky.

  Even though Magath performed high-G maneuvers, his puter still reported [You have been locked by an unknown target].

  "This is strange…"

  Magath grew suspicious.

  That guy had anti-vehicle ons—he was deliberately using infrared sights to loto him.

  But earlier, hadn’t he just crashed into those transport pnes with his body?

  So why was he now using infrared targeting?

  "Could it be intimidation?"

  Magath pondered, unsciously easing off the throttle.

  As soon as he rexed, something suddenly smmed down onto his cockpit opy.

  "Shit!"

  Magath's soul nearly flew out of his body in terror, but Li Aozi wasted no time. He raised a hand and ripped the cockpit opy open, his palms ejeg tendrils that immediately coiled around Magath’s ned arms, preventing him from drawing a on.

  "Don’t resist—activate autopilot and the. I won’t kill you."

  Li Aozi spoke while opening his facepte, revealing his handsome features. Using the effects of the 【Goodwill Aura】, he induced plian his enemy.

  Seeing the friendly expression, Magath rexed. He gratefully looked at Li Aozi.

  "Thank you, sir. You’re truly a gentleman."

  With that, he pulled the eje hahe opy bsted away, and his seat shot out, soon unfurling a white parachute in the sky.

  The now-ungoverned Vulture jet didn’t immediately crash. Li Aozi turned around, standing atop the cockpit, his tendrils tg onto the jet’s nose like reins.

  "Nie you've got here, but now it’s mine!"

  Li Aozi ruthlessly cimed the prized Vulture jet, using its autopilot mode as his aerial ptform. By applying gravitational for a specific dire, he only needed his tendrils to bahe aircraft.

  This way, he served mental energy and could free up his mind to focus on the remaining fighter jet.

  Boom—

  Li Aozi twisted his tendrils, riding the Vulture like a knight taming a dragon, turning the jet to pursue Yelivov.

  Yelivov had bee numb to such supernatural movements. Coldly, he unleashed a salvo of unguided rockets and fired eleagic railguns at supersonic speeds, but it was futile. With the Vulture now serving as his flight deck, Li Aozi freed his mind to manipute gravity, diverting any projectile that entered his 50-meter radius.

  By this point, Yelivov khere was no other way.

  He made his decision, pulling the stick to gain altitude, deliberately exposing his back to lure Li Aozi into pursuing him.

  Li Aozi realized Yelivov’s iion and quickly grabbed the fighter jet’s unication device, shouting:

  "Hey! Are you crazy? That's the Chaos Cloud ahead!"

  Yelivov’s eyes bulged from the pressure. He closed his eyes and straio speak:

  "That voice… Li Aozi, is that you?"

  "It’s me! If you don’t want to turn into a monster, e back down! Doer the red-bck clouds! Stop!"

  "…It’s too te."

  With the Vulture boosting Li Aozi's speed, he reached a mind-boggling velocity. Uhe influence of 150G acceleration, he and the fighter jet reached Mach 8, plunging into the Chaos Cloud.

  "Cough, cough—"

  Yelivov’s eyes turned red-bck, tless bits of information flooding his brain. The Vulture trembled violently uhe cloud’s chaotic forces. High-speed flight iorm caused the wings to erode with burn-like marks.

  "This is… enough."

  Yelivov y ba his seat, blood leaking from his mask. His pupils dited as a mysterious voice echoed faintly in his ears.

  "…Seekih and glory once agai assured, you will not fall here."

  The Vulture's fusege was covered with strange burn scars and rust, as if it had endured decades of wear in mere seds.

  The fighter's engines died, leaving it suspended mid-air.

  At 150,000 meters above the Earth, anything that ehe Chaos Cloud was swiftly ed by electric charges and corrosive forces, rapidly deg and aging as though turies passed in a sed.

  Alloys began to degrade, posite fibers turo wood, and even gold-infused gss slowly dissolved.

  Bursting into the red-bck cloud, Li Aozi immediately surrounded himself with a gravity vortex, creating a dust-free zone around him. Using his tendrils, he tched onto Yelivov’s stalled Vulture, pulling it away from the cloud before entropy could erode the tendrils.

  Bam!

  Ohe Vultures exited the Chaos Cloud, they immediately resumed fun, entering autopilot mode. But Li Aozi’s tendrils, after only ten seds of exposure to the Chaos, were pletely decayed. He pried open one Vulture’s cockpit and transferred Yelivov to the healthier fighter, then ighe wreckage with 【Natural Ignition】, letting it melt as it plummeted into the desert.

  "What a waste… A plete Vulture could’ve fetched a nice price."

  But pared to the fallen Vulture, Li Aozi valued the two surviving pilots more.

  Magath and Yelivov.

  Beyond the immediate importance of the emerge and the pilots’ i value, these two held signifit meaning for Li Aozi.

  Beta-tier elites could be created through effort, but…

  Beta-tier pilots, capable of bang physical prowess, reflexes, intelligence, and psychological resilience, were much rarer than ordinary warriors.

  These two Frost-Pted pilots were among the few destio join the pyers in b Gaxis civilization ships to obliterate Blue Star’s heroes.

  Yes, heroes.

  While destroying Blue Star sounded anti-human, there were survivors on the phough the circumstances were dire. If Blue Star wasn’t destroyed, the entropic lords dwelling within the p's core would devour the universe.

  The entropic lords wielded terrifying power, harbingers of the universe's end. Even if wiped from existehey would rise again on the day of heat death.

  Put simply, the entropic lords were a universal meism.

  Back theroying Blue Star was the only viable option, with at least 70% of the popution evacuated. But if the entropic lords awakened, not eveh narrative entity, the "Empire of Heroes," could save the gaxy from annihition.

  Gaxis refused to bear the guilt of universal destru, so they asked the Blue Star people to destroy their home, respeg their choice.

  This left the burden of infamy on those who ventured into space. They sought to save their world, only to find that mercy was an illusion. Their duty was euthanasia.

  Ultimately, only pyers and a few determined Blue Star citizens could bear this tragic responsibility.

  They destroyed their own home to save their people, but now they faced the s of their kin.

  Li Aozi once found it unremarkable. Pyers could simply leave, but NPCs had to stay and rebuild.

  Now, however, his view had ged. He felt resped sympathy for these pilots who shouldered such responsibility despite the s they would face.

  "Weakness is a sin."

  Li Aozi mused to himself.

  If the entropic lords had resided on the homeworld of a narrative civilization, no one would dare question those who chose to destroy their ow.

  They would be uded as heroes—symbols of high civilization’s resolve, unfazed by emotion, forever making the right choice.

  People worship power and victory, even at the cost of denying the weak—though they themselves may be among the weak.

  As one who had destroyed this world himself, Li Aozi was filled with mixed feelings.

  "Those trapped on the ground ever uand the vastness of the os and its tolerahey only turn their gaze to their nearby panions."

  But that would ge. Li Aozi was fident that under his trol, Blue Star would unite as one.

  People had to reach for the stars!

  Li Aozi deposited the captured pilots and their jets on the ground, tag Bermudes’ soldiers to collect them. Then he grabbed two heavy bombs and shot bato the sky.

  Before leaving Granat, he decided to leave the Frost-Pted Republic with a sting lesson.

  As Li Aozi asded toward the Frost-Pted airport, a wounded man slowly opened his eyes in Granat's capital hospital. A line of text appeared on his retina:

  【Arrival plete】

  The man tilted his head, stood up straight, and exuded the aura of a soldier. He turned and saluted an unseen authority, rep:

  "Report! Specialist Lin Wenzhan of the 106th Brigade, Strategic Support Unit, Fme Summer National Defense Force, has successfully logged into Star Abyss! Please await further instrus!"

  The first wave of beta testers had officially logged in.

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