Chapter 129 Magic Circle

Without hesitation, Situ Linchen covered the back of her hand with his own.

Her hands were soft and warm, a stark contrast to the cold emptiness of the surrounding space.

He held her small hand tightly in his palm.

His other arm also wrapped around her waist, and the two of them embraced each other.

However, his hands were stronger, and he used his body to firmly protect her.

"Where to now?" His deep voice rang in her ear.

“Go find Zhou Zhiheng.” Ning Shuyin’s cheeks flushed slightly. She pointed in a direction behind her. “Follow me, he’s up ahead.”

Situ Linchen didn't ask any more questions, completely trusting her guidance, and moved in that direction with her.

With his power boost, the two moved forward much faster.

He held her so tightly in his arms, Ning Shuyin felt like a precious treasure being protected by a dragon.

Soon, they saw Zhou Zhiheng.

The young man floated in the void, waiting impatiently. He saw from afar that Situ Linchen, in a protective posture, was swimming towards him, completely encircling Ning Shuyin in his arms.

His eyes were full of resentment and jealousy.

When Ning Shuyin got closer, he couldn't wait to reach out his hand: "Ning Shuyin, hold my hand, or we'll get separated."

Upon seeing this, Situ Linchen raised an eyebrow.

Zhou Zhiheng extended his hand forward again, urging her on.

Ning Shuyin generously leaned half her body into Situ Linchen's arms and took Zhou Zhiheng's hand.

Thus, a somewhat strange team was formed.

Situ Linchen was behind, forcefully embracing Ning Shuyin. Ning Shuyin was in the middle, one hand held by Situ Linchen, the other hand holding Zhou Zhiheng in front.

However, problems soon arose.

In this empty space devoid of reference points, the three people, working together without coordination, lost their balance at the slightest movement.

To protect Ning Shuyin, Situ Linchen unconsciously kept adjusting his center of gravity.

Zhou Zhiheng was afraid of hurting Ning Shuyin's hand, so he only dared to follow her direction.

Ning Shuyin was caught in the middle.

Every tiny movement she made was magnified by the two men.

The result is—

This strange team began to rotate uncontrollably in this void space, with Ning Shuyin as its axis.

It's like a fan blade that's detached from its bearing. It flies further and further away.

"Zhou Zhiheng, don't move," Situ Linchen growled. "Your brute force will make her uncomfortable."

“You’re overdoing it,” Zhou Zhiheng retorted without hesitation. “Compared to some people’s habitual ordering around, I think it’s better to go along with her.”

"Both of you, stop moving." Ning Shuyin was dizzy from being spun around, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But it was too late.

This luxurious fan, composed of the Alliance Marshal, the richest man in the interstellar world, and a genius navigator, simply can't stop.

Situ Linchen's handsome face flashed past her eyes, followed by Zhou Zhiheng's handsome face, which was full of displeasure.

Ning Shuyin frowned and looked in a certain direction in the space.

There was a very inconspicuous exit there.

Thinking of that high-dimensional particle, her thoughts were in turmoil. Finally, she made up her mind and said to the two of them, "Neither of you move. Do as I say, and we'll go find Caesar."

"How do we do it?"

Ning Shuyin said calmly, "We need the two of you to work together."

Situ Linchen and Zhou Zhiheng both quieted down and waited for her instructions.

“We need a concentrated burst of force to propel us toward Caesar’s location. I’ll count down, and you two will simultaneously exert force in the direction I designate and activate your combat suit thrusters.”

“Received.” Situ Linchen replied without hesitation.

“Okay.” Zhou Zhiheng nodded immediately.

“Okay.” Ning Shuyin explained the specific direction of the force and began to adjust their postures to move closer to her target.

"Zhou Zhiheng, my wrist is a little sore, could you loosen it a bit?" she said.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiheng immediately relaxed his grip, his previously tightly clenched hand becoming loosely closed.

"Situ, the metal buttons on your clothes are digging into me, could you loosen them?"

Situ Linchen released his grip on her waist.

Now!

They were only one step away from the logical location of that exit.

"Prepare," Ning Shuyin commanded.

"Now! 3, 2, 1!"

The instant she shouted "One," Situ Linchen and Zhou Zhiheng gathered all their strength and unleashed it in the direction she indicated.

A tremendous force came.

However, at the very moment their bodies were violently propelled forward...

Using the centrifugal force of the rotation, Ning Shuyin used all her strength to break free from Zhou Zhiheng's loose grip, and at the same time, she shoved Situ Linchen hard in the chest.

"You guys go first!"

Her voice rang in their ears, clear yet distant.

Situ Linchen and Zhou Zhiheng were less than half a meter away from her when she was completely out of sight.

In her last glance, there was no fear on her face, only a smile.

"No!"

Situ Linchen and Zhou Zhiheng's voices rang out simultaneously.

But it was too late.

They have completely left that void and returned to the cosmic space outside the Penrose Triangle.

The space combat suit automatically activates combat readiness mode.

The communication channel was ringing in my ear: [Alliance fleet signal detected, connecting...]

She pushed them out.

But she remained in that abyss.

Situ Linchen immediately activated the thrusters on his combat suit, attempting to re-enter the Penrose Triangle.

However, when he crossed this airspace for several kilometers, he found that there was nothing there.

The entrance to that anomalous space has disappeared.

At this very moment, within the void.

The enormous reaction force hurled Ning Shuyin into the depths of space.

She felt as if she had been tumbling in the void for a long time.

However, without the "balance" of Situ Linchen and Zhou Zhiheng, she stabilized her body by using several spatial barriers.

It was absolutely quiet all around.

There was only static on the communicator. She really was all alone now.

After the two men pushed her out, her position shifted significantly.

Fortunately, Caesar's location is still visible.

She didn't have time to wander around; following the clear maze path, she swam in that direction.

The closer she got, the more she could sense Caesar's life force was weak.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment.

Moreover, there was a powerful, chaotic gravitational pull in the area where he was located.

The gravitational pull was like a slowly rotating vortex, tugging at her senses.

Finally, she reached the end of the logical path.

Only then did I see everything clearly.

In front of her was an energy vortex with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

The vortex is composed of space particles.

At the center of the vortex, a figure appeared and disappeared.

It was Caesar.

He was trapped at the very center of the vortex. His iconic, waterfall-like, pure gold hair now floated haphazardly in the air.

His eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, and his handsome face had lost its usual unruliness. In his arms, he held a transparent oval device, inside which floated the "multicolored black."

His body flickered. Clearly, he was still teleporting, but the starting and ending points overlapped.

The higher-dimensional fragment emitted a faint golden light, and it seemed to have interacted with Caesar's powers, forming the energy vortex that trapped him.