Chapter 71: ​The platinum-rimmed clouds swirling above the shattered colosseum did not split for an armada; they curdled into a heavy, metallic black iron cage that blocked the infinite whitespace.​[ARENA OVERLORD SUMMONS IN PROGRESS.][VAULT INTERFACE UNLOCKED: SPECIMEN LOGGED.][DESIGNATION: 'THE SYSTEM-HUNTER PROTOTYPE' — THE ANTI-ANOMALY RECYCLER FORGED BEFORE TIME WAS CODED.]​From within the deepest, rusted holding cell of the high heavens, a massive, thirty-foot-tall silhouette descended hand-over-hand down a colossal iron chain. The entity possessed no physical face—only a shifting screen of white television static that flashed a million dead error codes, and its chest housing a massive, glowing quartz lens that pulsed with an anti-matter De-Compilation Field built specifically to lock and un-write Devourer bloodlines on contact.​"You have eaten the currency, the mechs, and the dead, glitch," the three Arena Overlords boomed from their emerald

Chapter 73: ​The grand obsidian double doors of the Central Clock-Tower did not slide open; they unspooled like raw thread as Austin pushed his heavy custodial cart straight through their chronological density lock.​[CORE SANCTUM BREACH COMPLETED.][TARGET DETECTED: ARBITER MALAKOR — THE FIRST OF THE ELEVEN CHRONOLOGISTS.][CURRENT AREA SYSTEM: HOUSING THE SUPREME TEMPORAL ROOT-CODE.]​Austin stood calmly on the shifting sapphire floorboards of the inner chamber, his gray canvas maintenance jumpsuit completely un-singed by the blinding sheets of pale blue time-static radiating from the ceiling vaults. Above him, floating in a perfect sphere of absolute zero-gravity, was a massive, ancient grandfather clock forged from the heart of a dead multi-verse. Seated beneath it was the First Arbiter, a majestic entity whose face was a swirling galaxy of golden Roman numerals, his Omniversal Architect Supreme Stage 9 aura caving in the local light space.​"You ha

Chapter 75: ​The high-security star-vault of the First Primordial Overlord did not float within a conventional layer of reality; it was anchored deep within a frozen abyss of liquid non-existence that insulated it entirely from the multi-versal grid.​[TERRITORIAL INTRUSION COMPLETED.][LOCATION LOGGED: THE FIRST STAR-VAULT — REALM OF THE VOID REBELLION.][CURRENT REGISTRY DATA: HOUSING THE SUPREME SOURCE-CODE PROTOCOLS.]​Austin walked calmly across the polished black-marble tiles of the vault chamber, his canvas maintenance work boots producing a dull, echoing thud that vibrated through the ancient creation runes lining the walls. The gray canvas jumpsuit he wore was completely unmoving against the absolute zero-gravity shear of the room, his Stage 5 Primordial Rebellion Sovereign aura compressed so deeply beneath his skin that the massive, galaxy-spanning security grids sweeping across the vault logged his presence as a completely un-augmented baseline m

Chapter 77: ​The six-pointed primordial star formation descending from the outer whitespace did not merely warp the environment; it completely dissolved the underlying system grid of the entire outer cosmos into flat, unformatted white digital noise.​[CRITICAL EXPANSION SAGA SYSTEM BALANCE STATUS: INITIALIZED.][TARGET: SIX PRIMORDIAL OVERLORDS OF THE VOID REBELLION.][CURRENT MISSION: CONQUER THE HIGH HEAVENS. DEVOUR THE LIVING LAW.]​Austin hovered weightless in the center of the collapsing star-vault, his faded gray canvas maintenance jumpsuit completely transforming as the new Void-Eater Overlord armor—forged from pure, liquid midnight-black cosmic singularities—snapped violently onto his chest, arms, and boots. The dark halo circling above his cap spun with an aggressive, planet-crushing roar, its golden-and-black data veins caving in the local laws of reality before the six gods could even synchronize their targeting arrays.​"You have eaten the

Chapter 79: ​The freezing autumn rain did not touch the polished obsidian hull of the descending skull-dreadnought; the sheer thermal output of its twin quantum-alloy propulsion reactors vaporized the downpour for two miles in every direction, turning the sky over Oakhaven into a boiling canopy of white-hot steam.​[TACTICAL ENGAGEMENT INITIALIZED.][TARGET DETECTED: THE FIRST ENGINE ENFORCER — CAPITAL CRUISER DIVISION.][SYSTEM CODE ANALYSIS: ARMED WITH A SECTOR-DELETION MAIN MATRIX.]​Austin stepped smoothly out from beneath the smoke-stained wooden eaves of the smithy, his calloused right hand resting loosely around the plain canvas wrap of the level-one iron sword at his hip. Around him, the village square was a scene of absolute, primitive pandemonium. Hundreds of local smiths, merchants, and low-tier inner-court disciples from the Tiger-Vanguard Sect were scrambling headfirst into the mud, their primitive Qi Condensation and Core Formation defenses vi