Chapter 13: Desperate Counterattack and the Limits of the Seal

On the lunar surface, firepower intertwined with energy impacts, and the remnants of flesh and steel lay scattered.

After several hours of engagement, even though "Primal Chaos" had only just awakened, it had already caused heavy losses to the "Mortal Mech" forces.

"Primal Chaos'" attack method, beyond mortal comprehension, rendered the mechs' energy shields and armor virtually useless.

Its attacks were peculiar, not destroying matter, but directly twisting existence, making mechs instantly "vanish" or "mutate." The air was filled with the smell of scorched metal and an indescribable scent of decay—traces left by the "divine distortion."

"Pangu Core" issued an urgent report:

"General! According to the battlefield live video feed, 'Primal Chaos'' reassembly speed has doubled! No! It's tripled! And its movement path has changed! Report! It's beginning to move towards the lunar base!"

General Li Mingguo's face instantly turned ashen, his clenched fists white at the knuckles from extreme force. He knew that if "Primal Chaos" approached the base, or even breached the defenses, it would be an unimaginable disaster.

He decisively ordered: "Lunar base's 'Gravity Suppressors' and 'Energy Containment Field Generators', full power activation!"

This was humanity's last resort on the Moon, and a mortal version of the "ancient sealing technology" reverse-engineered from the relics on the lunar far side.

As the command was issued, the colossal devices buried deep within the lunar base began to hum lowly.

Simultaneously, the lunar surface launch silos swiftly opened, accompanied by heavy mechanical grinding sounds and the whoosh of air, preparing for launch. Invisible beams of gravitational waves and high-energy containment fields radiated from the base's launch silos, rapidly shooting towards and spreading to suppress the core region where the divine race was awakening.

These energies were not for attack, but to "interfere" with and "bind" the space and energy flow around "Primal Chaos."

Under the effect of the gravity suppressors, the rampaging, jet-black energy entity seemed to feel a "shackle." It twisted and struggled in the air; its indescribable form began to become unstable and "furious," as if trapped in an invisible cage. Its "divine fluctuations" also showed violent disturbances, and its "dimensional impact" and "consciousness interference" on the mechs momentarily weakened.

"Effective! General! 'Primal Chaos'' range of activity has been restricted!" The lunar base commander shouted with surprise, his voice hoarse with disbelief.

This was a precious moment of respite!

Lu Fan's "Tian Gang Squad" also felt the pressure significantly lessen.

He gritted his teeth and roared: "All mechs! Concentrate fire! Attack the area with the most concentrated energy!"

The "Mortal Mechs" immediately adjusted their tactics. They no longer attacked aimlessly, but under the precise guidance of "Pangu Core," concentrated all their firepower on the "core node" where "Primal Chaos'' energy form was most solidified and its energy fluctuations most intense. Plasma cannons, high-energy lasers, and electromagnetic projectors poured down like a torrential storm.

These attacks still could not utterly destroy the divine race, but they could continuously interfere with and tear apart the divine race's freshly completed reassembly.

Every successful strike caused a brief "disintegration" in the divine race's bizarre energy form, preventing it from fully stabilizing.

"Pangu Core" instantly completed hundreds of millions of simulated computations. It precisely captured the subtle disturbances and patterns in "Primal Chaos'' "energy flow" after being bound by mortal suppressors. It then issued a "high-risk, high-reward" tactical recommendation to General Li Mingguo.

"General! 'Pangu Core' recommends activating the 'Sky Dome' strategic-level energy containment strike, combining it with ground-based high-energy particle accelerators, to launch an 'ultra-saturated energy resonance impact' on the core region of 'Primal Chaos' on the lunar surface!"

General Li Mingguo did not hesitate:

"Execute!"

Meanwhile, on Earth.

The array of super-large particle accelerators, disguised as civilian research facilities, instantly activated upon receiving the command. A colossal energy hum emanated from underground, accompanied by slight tremors in the ground; it seemed as if the entire Earth trembled for the struggle taking place on the Moon.

Countless particles were accelerated to near light speed, then, under precise calculation and through spatial folding technology, powerful high-energy particle streams and specific "divine resonance frequencies" were instantaneously generated in the divine race's core region on the Moon.

This was not a physical strike, but a "frequency interference" with the divine race's energy field, attempting to forcibly pull it into a "dimensional frequency" that mortals could understand and bind.

On the lunar surface, as the particle accelerator array on Earth activated, the space in the core region where "Primal Chaos" was located twisted even more violently. Its incompletely reassembled and merged jet-black energy body emitted a silent "roar"—a pure rage, a "divine wrath" at being offended by mortals. Its energy fluctuated wildly, its form cycling madly between collapse and reassembly. Clearly, the mortal "countermeasures" had caused it serious trouble.

"Report! 'Primal Chaos'' actions have been effectively restricted! Energy fluctuations are beginning... beginning to recede!" The lunar base commander's voice trembled with excitement, filled with the relief of surviving a great catastrophe.

This was a bitter victory for mortals.

They had not annihilated the "divine race," but they had successfully contained its full awakening and spread, and had once again "suppressed" it within a specific area of the Moon's South Pole.

This bought the "Heavenly Gate" system valuable time for adjustment and preparation.

However, the cost was equally immense: countless mechs were scrapped, and countless warriors sacrificed. Yet, with their flesh and blood, their fearlessness and sacrifice, they proved that mortals were not entirely powerless!

However, all those in the know understood that this was merely a brief reprieve.

The "divine race" had not been truly destroyed; it had simply been forced back into its "seal" by mortals.

And the next assault might be even more ferocious. But at least, at this moment, mortals had successfully defended Earth and preserved the spark of civilization.