Multiverse Chat Group: My Abstract System is Too Overpowered

A gentle breeze swept across the Scale Gorge Waterscape as Dan Heng's feet slowly lifted from the ground, ascending into the sky with ethereal grace. The residual power of Imbibitor Lunae coursed through his transformed being—his once-short hair now flowing long and dark with teal accents, translucent horns gleaming like jade upon his crown.

He raised his spear, and with a fluid motion that seemed to command the very essence of water itself, an invisible force rippled outward from his fingertips. The previously calm sea surface erupted into violent turbulence as if responding to the call of an ancient dragon lord.

The boundless waters parted with a thunderous roar, revealing the hidden depths below!

Victor watched the display with undisguised envy, his eyes tracking every graceful movement.

"What an incredible technique! If Dan Heng were also a member of our group, I'd definitely ask him to upload that Dragon Lord power."

The way he commanded the waters with such casual elegance—parting them like a divine blade through silk—was the perfect showing-off technique. Victor could already imagine himself performing such feats, leaving admirers slack-jawed in his wake.

Stelle nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely! I want to learn that move too."

March 7th watched with sparkling eyes, though her envy was directed elsewhere. "I wish I could join the chat group so I could travel to other worlds whenever I wanted."

Victor reached over and gently patted March's head, his expression fond. "If the chat group ever develops a function to actively invite new members, I promise I'll invite you first."

He genuinely liked their adorable March—her boundless energy and innocent curiosity reminded him of the best parts of youth.

March beamed up at him. "It's a promise! You better not regret it!"

"Alright, everyone," Jing Yuan stepped forward, his expression growing serious as he gazed at the Ambrosial Arbor emanating golden light from the revealed depths. "The Scale Gorge Waterscape has been unveiled. It's time we confronted the Lord Ravager."

His voice carried the weight of centuries of responsibility and the determination of a general who had seen too many battles. "Fu Xuan, I need you to lead the Cloud Knights in securing this area. If the water level returns and we haven't emerged victorious, evacuate immediately and seal the entrance."

Fu Xuan's delicate features twisted into a frown, her twin ponytails swaying as she shook her head. "That's different from our original plan, Jing Yuan! I should be fighting alongside you against Phantylia!"

Jing Yuan's smile carried a hint of bitterness. "If our initial strategy were still viable, you'd be absolutely right. But now that she's absorbed the power of both the Ambrosial Arbor and the Stellaron, her strength has increased exponentially. To minimize risks, someone must remain behind—and you're the most qualified candidate."

"But—"

Before Fu Xuan could voice her protests, Feixiao placed a firm hand on her shoulder. The white-haired general's direct nature showed through her words.

"Jing Yuan is correct. The upcoming battle will be extraordinarily intense. You're not suited for this level of combat."

Compared to Jing Yuan's diplomatic approach, Feixiao's blunt assessment struck home more effectively.

Fu Xuan wasn't offended—she knew her limitations compared to the two seasoned generals. Her expertise lay in strategy and divination, not frontline combat against an Emanator of Destruction.

Just as Fu Xuan prepared to accept the arrangement with a resigned sigh, Victor's confident voice cut through the tension.

"Actually, there's no need for anyone to act like we're heading to a funeral."

All eyes turned to him as he crossed his arms with casual arrogance. "With me here, I can eliminate Phantylia in ten seconds flat!"

His plan was simple yet devastating: activate 100% Barehanded Blade Catch to control her for ten seconds, then let Jing Yuan and Feixiao unleash their full might on a helpless target. If that somehow wasn't enough, he'd simply repeat the process—the ability had no cooldown limitations.

However, his bold declaration was met with skeptical expressions from the Xianzhou personnel.

Fu Xuan couldn't contain her disbelief. "That's the Lord Ravager we're discussing—an Emanator-class existence! Defeating her in ten seconds is pure fantasy!"

"Everyone can rest assured," Himeko interjected smoothly, her calm demeanor lending credibility to her words. "Mr. Victor's claim is entirely legitimate."

The Astral Express crew had learned about Victor's abilities from Stelle. Though his powers seemed absurd on the surface, their effectiveness was undeniable. If he could catch her off-guard, even the Aeon of Destruction Nanook would find themselves kneeling.

Jing Yuan studied the faces of the Express crew, noting their unwavering confidence. "Since our unknown guests place such trust in Mr. Victor, I'll defer to his expertise."

He turned to Fu Xuan with a slight smile. "Fu Qing, you may accompany us after all."

"Jing Yuan, do you truly believe what he's saying?" Fu Xuan remained incredulous despite her desire to participate in the battle.

"As far as I understand, the Trailblazers wouldn't deceive us at such a critical moment," Jing Yuan replied diplomatically. "Besides, we'll discover the truth soon enough."

Fu Xuan sighed in acceptance. "Very well."

"Since there are no further objections, let's proceed!" Jing Yuan led the group toward the Ambrosial Arbor's sealed chamber.

After several minutes of careful navigation through the mystical barriers, they finally entered the sacred space. However, the chamber appeared completely empty—an void that seemed to mock their preparations.

"Where is everyone?" March peered around curiously. "Did the Lord Ravager flee?"

"No," Victor shook his head with certainty. "She's still here."

"Mr. Victor is correct. The enemy remains," Jing Yuan confirmed, gripping his formation weapon as he pointed directly into the apparent emptiness. "Phantylia, how much longer will you hide?"

CRASH!

The void shattered like glass, revealing a massive figure wreathed in corrupted power. Phantylia emerged from her concealment, her new form a horrifying fusion of Destruction and Abundance—flesh born from the Ambrosial Arbor itself, radiating an aura of eternal decay and renewal.

"I must admit, you arrived sooner than anticipated," Phantylia's voice resonated with arrogant satisfaction as she gazed down at them like insects. "I've only just finished perfecting this new vessel."

Her massive form pulsed with the stolen power of the Stellaron and the Ambrosial Arbor, creating a grotesque parody of immortality. "But your timing is fortuitous. I'll use you all to test the capabilities of this enhanced body."

Without warning, she raised her enormous hand and brought it crashing down toward the group with devastating force.

Jing Yuan reacted instantly, summoning his Lightning-Lord to intercept the attack. "Mr. Victor!"

"Don't worry—leave everything to me!"

Victor shot into the air, his Xuanbing Sword gleaming with cold light as he raised it high above his head. The blade seemed almost insignificant against Phantylia's massive form, but confidence radiated from every line of his posture.

Phantylia felt a sudden chill of unease as she watched him ascend. Something about this seemingly simple human triggered her instincts—but before she could react decisively, Victor's sword fell in what appeared to be the most ordinary downward slash imaginable.

No brilliant sword energy erupted forth. No devastating techniques were unleashed. Just a casual, almost lazy swing of his blade, as if he were swatting a particularly annoying fly.

What is he attempting? Phantylia wondered, genuinely confused by the apparent lack of threat.

The Xianzhou personnel shared her bewilderment. Had he really ascended so dramatically just to perform such a mundane attack?

THUD!

The sound of something heavy hitting the ground echoed through the chamber. When the dust settled, an impossible sight greeted their eyes: Phantylia, the mighty Lord Ravager, was kneeling on the ground with her hands raised high above her head in a perfect gesture of surrender.

Everyone from the Xianzhou stared in stunned silence. Even Fu Xuan's mouth fell open in shock.

Phantylia herself was utterly bewildered. She hadn't commanded her body to kneel or raise her hands—the movements had occurred without her conscious control. Was this some malfunction of her newly acquired form? The fusion of Abundance and Destruction powers causing unexpected instabilities?

Just as she attempted to rise and lower her arms, she discovered with growing horror that she couldn't move at all!

"You... what have you done to me?" Her voice carried a note of genuine panic for the first time. "What technique is this?"

[Ding! Your actions were too abstract—you gained 150,000 Abstract Points!]

The system notification chimed in Victor's mind, but he had no time to appreciate his newfound wealth. Phantylia was completely helpless, but the control would only last ten seconds.

"What are you all standing around for?" Victor shouted, his voice cutting through their stunned paralysis. "Attack her now!"

His words snapped everyone back to reality. Whatever impossible technique he'd used, the opportunity was real and fleeting.

"Everyone, follow my lead!" Jing Yuan commanded, shaking off his amazement as battle instincts kicked in.

In that instant, every warrior present unleashed their most devastating attacks. Jing Yuan's Lightning-Lord descended like the wrath of the Reignbow Arbiter. Feixiao's wind-enhanced strikes created a storm of cutting force. The Astral Express crew coordinated their abilities in perfect synchronization.

All their combined might focused on the helpless Lord Ravager, whose enhanced form—for all its terrible power—could do nothing but endure the onslaught while trapped in Victor's bizarre but absolute control.