The giant's voice grew louder and louder, turning into a thunderous roar: "I'll take her out, but not for you! I'll get what I want, but I won't accept your charity! No matter which one of you, I'll crush your bones inch by inch, then show you who's second under heaven!"
The Overlord Golem was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled: "Fine, call it pointless pride if you want, but you’re definitely more valuable than your average lab rat. Not that it matters if you agree or not—against me, you don’t even have the right to resist."
Suddenly, the fruit and crystal in the Overlord Golem’s hand vanished. At the same moment, the giant felt two new things inside his body. As soon as they entered, they transformed into strange streams of information—the crystal’s data shot straight for his heart, while the demon fruit’s energy flooded his whole body, clashing fiercely with his old powers and reshaping every cell.
Life—evolving.
The pain was so intense, even the giant couldn’t take it. He roared and crashed to the ground, completely helpless—until the evolution was done, he couldn’t move a finger.
"Remember, I’m the Mage Boss. When a Mage Boss wastes his breath talking to you, trust me—he’s not just running his mouth. He’s always up to something else. Now, I’d love to see if your so-called storm-absorbing power can handle every kind of tempest out there."
Beyond the void, the fourth Cube of Truth suddenly froze, suspended in midair.
Meanwhile, at Tomorrow Dock on the third tier of Tiberius Laboratory, a fierce Spatial Tempest was rapidly taking shape.
A Cube of Truth spun wildly above the Overlord Golem’s head. The gigantic Spatial Tempest, fueled by the Nature Master, kept building energy, then blasted toward the giant and Patrick Zade.
In just an instant, the giant was swept away by the Spatial Tempest, with no chance to fight back. As for Patrick Zade, whether it was luck or something else, he found himself still standing—he didn’t vanish right away, but was delayed by two whole seconds.
Within those two seconds, Patrick Zade’s figure kept fading away on the white ring, but he still saw the Overlord Golem take one giant step from the far side of space, landing right in front of him.
"You’ve got something special about you, might even be useful." The Overlord Golem grabbed Patrick Zade by the neck, locking them into the same spatial dimension. Staring up at the massive 'star,' the Golem couldn’t help but gush: "Now that’s a fine piece of work. Absolutely incredible. Come on, answer my will—light up the infinite chaos for me!"
The radiance exploded, this weird light piercing the chaotic void and illuminating the hyperspace ocean that normal folks could never see.
Deep within hyperspace.
Jonathan Black suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.
"What’s going on?" Jonathan shivered all over, spun around, and saw a star suddenly glowing behind him. Well, ‘behind’ isn’t quite right—it was somewhere way beyond left, right, front, back, up, and down. In three dimensions, that star wasn’t really behind him, but he still felt like a prison-breaker caught with a spotlight on his butt—pure panic.
That star made Jonathan squirm. "What the heck is that?"
"Unknown Lighthouse." Jill Young glanced at it, then shrugged. "Looks like that big stone egg’s getting better at cracking and invading hyperspace. We’ve gotta hustle—head for Infinity Promontory."
When Adam Zade first designed Infinity Dock, it had just one job: cruise out to explore hyperspace. But after Sophia got her hands on it, she figured—hey, since we’re building it anyway, why not go all out?
The dock’s function got split off into its own module, now called Port of Tomorrow. Hyperspace exploration teams would set out from near-Earth dimensions, hauling back loot or just nursing their wounds. Everything happened at Port of Tomorrow, which ran a pretty strict entry policy—even the handpicked explorers had to wait for Adam Zade to lead them in, all at once.
Besides the port, the second module they built was called the Unknown Lighthouse. Just like a lighthouse at sea, it could light up the hyperspace ocean—at least a little. It could search, locate, guide the exploration teams out and back. In an emergency, it doubled as a wizard tower, boosting hyperspace control and yanking teams home through the chaos, no matter what.
Compared to Port of Tomorrow, Unknown Lighthouse was built later and ran an even tighter ship. Adam Zade picked users like he was screening family board members. In the end, only twelve people—including himself, but not counting Sophia—were allowed access. Even then, they couldn’t just waltz in solo; it had to be a real emergency, and two-thirds had to agree. Realistically, only Sophia and Adam came and went as they pleased.
Port of Tomorrow was stuffed with treasures, Unknown Lighthouse scanned the hyperspace ocean—both artifact-level loot way beyond anything Earthlings could dream up. But the place Jill Young and her crew were headed? That was on a whole other level.
That was the third part of Infinity Dock: Infinity Promontory.
At any given moment, Sophia was the only one who could get in. Not because of some complicated security clearance—just because nobody else could make it there, period.
There were no spatial corridors, because even at its peak, Tiberius Laboratory couldn’t build one that deep. Infinity Promontory went deeper than anything else—so deep only Sophia could reach it safely. No passage could cut through all that chaos. Honestly, it’d be easier to dig a tunnel from China to Brazil in the Stone Age than to get there any other way.
That was the very heart of Tiberius, Sophia’s personal cutting-edge lab, her private frontier for exploring the infinite. Something told the whole crew—no matter what answers they were hunting, Infinity Promontory was where they’d find them.
The Unknown Lighthouse burned brighter and brighter, like the Eye of Sauron sweeping the world for troublemakers.
"Faster, come on!"
Easier said than done—the four of them just couldn’t pick up the pace.
The problem? All Yang Qi.
Endless spatial resistance pressed down on them, and Yang Qi’s skin started glowing gold—so bright even a regular person could see it. The spatial turbulence and golden aura pushed against each other, and the four of them were practically wading through molasses.
"I’m under way too much pressure!"
Even with Susan Morrow pulling every trick she knew—dragging Yang Qi forward with every bit of her authority—it was like trying to carry Mount Tai across the ocean. Moving through spatial phases was supposed to be instant; now, they were just slogging through the chaos, step by miserable step.