Myriad Heavens: Rise of the Rune God-Chapter 89: Vacuum Combat 2

The spear tip created a spatial tear as it moved. The technique was good—proper Rule application, intelligent qi distribution. The attack carried enough power to seriously injure most Neutron Star cultivators.

Heaven Piercer met it head-on.

Celestia’s five-Law fusion—Ice, Water, Space, Void, Time all working in perfect harmony—crashed against the criminal’s imperfect Rule manipulation.

Perfect fusion versus imperfect Rules.

Her spear pushed through his attack like it was nothing. The Primordial-grade weapon’s edge, enhanced with Void Law that created true emptiness along its cutting surface, sheared through the spatial tear the criminal had created. Time Law accelerated her attack beyond his perception speed. Ice and Water Laws added elemental properties that disrupted his qi flow.

The clash lasted a microsecond.

Celestia’s spear won.

The tip punched through the criminal’s spatial defenses and drove toward his heart. He twisted desperately, decades of battle experience screaming warnings. Managed to shift just enough that the spear struck his shoulder instead of his chest.

Heaven Piercer penetrated completely through his shoulder. Out the back. Celestial withdrew it smoothly.

The wound began regenerating immediately. Muscle fibers regrowing, bone reconstructing. Peak Supernova regeneration was absurd—injuries that would cripple normal cultivators healed in seconds.

But Celestia had anticipated that.

Her spear thrust again. Same shoulder. Struck the regenerating tissue before it could fully heal, disrupting the regeneration process. Then again. And again. Each strike hitting the same location, preventing the wound from ever fully closing.

The criminal tried to create distance. Used his Space Rules to teleport a hundred meters away.

Celestia folded space with her own Space Law and appeared beside him before he finished materializing.

Her spear struck his other shoulder. Then his left knee. His right elbow. Each attack targeting joints and qi channels, disrupting his ability to fight back while preventing regeneration from completing.

The criminal was skilled enough to recognize what was happening. She wasn’t trying to kill him with single devastating blow—she was systematically destroying his combat capability while keeping him from regenerating.

You’re good, he transmitted grimly. But this won’t work. My qi reserves can sustain regeneration for years. You’ll tire before I do.

He was wrong about that. Celestia’s qi control was perfect—Primordial-grade technique efficiency meant she used maybe one hundredth the qi a normal cultivator would for similar attacks. She could maintain this pace indefinitely.

But she didn’t need to.

Runar had finished with the other criminal. He appeared behind the spear-user, moving so fast the man didn’t detect him until it was too late.

Runar’s hand grabbed the back of the criminal’s skull. Spatial compression activated directly on the brain and soul simultaneously.

The criminal’s Space Rules flared desperately. 8% mastery creating defensive barriers inside his own head.

Please— he transmitted desperately via spiritual sense. We can negotiate—the technology isn’t worth—

Runar didn’t listen to him and used ten Laws in fusion. Space, Time, Void, Light, Dark, Life, Death, Dimension, Warp, Displacement—all working together in a technique that operated on principles the criminal couldn’t comprehend.

The spatial compression bypassed the Rule-based defenses. Crushed the brain. Collapsed the soul structure.

The criminal’s consciousness shattered. His body went limp, qi dispersing without direction.

Total fight time: one minute, forty-seven seconds.

Both criminals floated in space, dead. Not unconscious—dead. Their souls destroyed, regeneration impossible.

Runar used spatial manipulation to search through the spear-user’s spatial ring. Found the sealed container holding the Federation technology.

He pulled it out, transferred it to his own storage.

"I could have handled him, I was just toying with him." Celestia said through spiritual sense.

"I know, sorry wont happen again" Runar teased.

"Cosmic realm cultivators are really hard to kill." Celestia said through spiritual sense.

"Yes. Supernova cultivators regenerate too fast to incapacitate efficiently. Would’ve taken hours to exhaust their qi reserves enough to prevent healing. Easier to destroy their souls directly."

"The station will investigate eventually."

"Let them. Two dead criminals in deep space, no witnesses, no evidence linking back to academy students." Runar looked at the corpses floating in vacuum. "They chose this life. They knew the risks."

They activated the return beacon embedded in their mission badges. The spatial formations recognized their signatures, locked onto the academy’s coordinates.

Reality folded.

They materialized back at the academy’s transport hub.

The technician looked up, mildly surprised. "Back already? That was fast."

"Mission complete." Runar held up the sealed container. "Retrieved technology as requested."

The technician’s eyebrows rose. "You actually got it? From Peak Supernova criminals?"

"Yes."

He processed the return without further comment. "Mission Hall will verify and distribute rewards."

They walked across the academy grounds. Early morning now, sun rising over Earth-Prime.

The Mission Hall was nearly empty. The same woman from yesterday was at the verification desk, looking tired.

"Mission completion already?" She pulled up their records. "Ten hours total. That’s extremely fast for a red-tier mission."

She examined the sealed container. Ran authentication formations. Verified the technology inside.

"Confirmed. Stolen technology recovered intact." She updated their mission records. "One million six hundred thousand contribution points distributed equally. Eight hundred thousand each."

Runar checked his balance: 800,000 points total.

"Any other quick missions available?"

"Not right now. Red-tier missions get posted irregularly." She paused. "You’ll both appear on the contribution point leaderboards when rankings update Monday morning."

"How public are the rankings?"

"Very. Displayed everywhere. But nobody will know which specific missions you took."

Better than nothing.

They left the Mission Hall and walked back to Building Seventeen.

In his suite, Runar connected with his original body.

Mission complete. Earned eight hundred thousand points.

Good work, the original responded. How was the combat?

Had to kill them both. Peak Supernova regeneration is too fast for incapacitation. Destroyed their souls to prevent recovery.

Expected. That’s why Supernova realm fights are always lethal. Any complications?

None. Clean operation. No witnesses.

Keep accumulating points.

The connection faded.

Far from the academy, in a private chamber near Black Market Hub Station’s core, two Quasar realm cultivators sat across from each other. A chessboard rested between them.

The man moved a piece. Knight to E5.

The woman studied the board, moved Bishop to C6.

"They finished," the man said casually. "Killed both criminals. Destroyed their souls completely. Very thorough."

The woman said nothing.

"The Supreme Council and Gaia must really care about those two if you’re secretly protecting them," the man continued.

The woman’s expression didn’t change. "I don’t know what you mean. I’m just here visiting an old friend."

"Right." The man laughed. "And I’m just a simple station administrator." He paused, then his expression shifted to outrage. "Though I notice you’ve already drunk an entire jar of my Primordial Vintage while we’ve been talking!"

The woman smiled slightly. "It was excellent."

"EXCELLENT?! Do you have ANY idea how long that took me?! MILLIONS of years! I had to leave our universe, find a newborn one—do you know how rare those are?!—wait for the EXACT moment after the Big Bang, then compress an ENTIRE UNIVERSE down to grape-sized!"

He was gesturing wildly now.

"The composition had to be PERFECTLY balanced! Too much dark matter and it tastes like void. Not enough hydrogen and the fermentation fails! And the fermentation process! I had to maintain constant temporal stasis for MILLIONS of years! Do you know how boring that is?!"

The woman let him vent.

"The additives alone—I had to harvest the essence of a THOUSAND galaxies! Each one carefully selected for flavor profile! Spiral galaxies for sweetness! Elliptical for body! Irregular for complexity!"

He grabbed the empty jar accusingly.

"That was a UNIVERSE! A whole reality that could have spawned trillions of lives! And I turned it into the perfect vintage! And you just CHUGGED it!"

The woman stood. "The wine truly did taste excellent."

"THAT’S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?!"

"And I appreciate the hospitality." She straightened her robes. "But I should be going."

She turned toward the door, then paused. "They are truly a pair of monsters, aren’t they? Especially that male one."

The man’s expression turned serious. "They truly are. At least in the near future we’ll have two new Supremes in our Federation. The pressure on the battlefield can be significantly reduced."

"If they survive long enough."

"That’s why you’re protecting them."

"True."

She disappeared.

The man sat alone. Sighed and put away the chessboard. Reached for another jar of wine and poured himself a cup.

"Two new Supremes," he muttered. "If they don’t get assassinated first."

He drank slowly.

Outside, unaware of the conversation, Runar and Celestia settled into their suites.

Tomorrow would bring regular classes, routine missions, careful balance.

And far above, a Quasar realm protector maintained her vigil.

End of Chapter 89

Status:

Mission completed: Technology retrieved Combat time: 1 minute 47 seconds Criminals killed: Both Peak Supernova cultivators, souls destroyed Reason: Supernova regeneration too fast, killing more efficient than incapacitation Combat advantages demonstrated: Perfect Law fusion, Primordial techniques, perfect qi control, battle instincts Contribution points: 800,000 each earned Runar’s total: 790,000 points Rankings update Monday Next: Academy routine, more missions for vault access