One wing was torn off.
The balance of his body was instantly broken, and Frank plummeted from high in the sky. The excruciating pain in his back was compounded by the humiliation of Feng Lin riding him like a seat. He crashed face-first to the ground, one wing ripped away, blood dripping, the other snapped in half. Even as an angel, he now lay under Feng Lin's fists, wings broken, cast down to the mortal realm, no longer able to strut with pride.
Thump, thump, thump!
The sound of violent, ragged breathing. A massive green figure strode over, standing behind Feng Lin, breathing heavily—it was the Hulk. With Frank's commands gone, Feng Lin had fully hypnotized him, bringing him under complete control.
"Hand over the ship, and I'll spare your life," Feng Lin said calmly. Though Frank had schemed against him, he had still brought Feng Lin many benefits. Whether Feng Lin would let him live depended on whether this man knew his place. If pushed too far, a cornered beast would fight to the death, and Feng Lin would gain nothing.
"Cough, cough!" Frank, severely wounded, coughed repeatedly, spitting blood. He lifted his head and let out a deep, mocking laugh. "Do you really think you've won?"
Suddenly, he chanted loudly, "Die～～titanen!" (German: Titans!) His tone was staccato, like some ancient incantation, awakening a terrifying, unknown presence.
Crack, crack!
Feng Lin looked and saw the Titan giant, like a stone sculpture, begin to move. Its eyes slowly opened, emitting a faint divine light, rapidly awakening. Feng Lin was horrified. Earlier, the experimental subject had awakened with wind and thunder wings, firmly stepping into the realm of interstellar cultivators, yet was instantly killed by this Titan. This artificial Titan's strength was likely at the elite cultivator level—even if it was a shoddy imitation, it was now beyond Feng Lin's ability to defeat.
But Frank hadn't used it before, probably because awakening the Titan wasn't simple—it required time and a specific process. Frank continued shouting, "Auf～..." (Awaken!) As he yelled, Feng Lin felt the genetic power within him surge wildly, flowing into the Titan, stirring its life instincts.
Feng Lin wasn't foolish enough to let him finish. With a squeeze, the sound cut off abruptly, dislocating Frank's jaw and rendering him speechless. His eyes darted around frantically, filled with desperation. The Titan's agitation subsided.
Feng Lin said coolly, "Awakening the Titan must cost you dearly, right? After all, something this powerful can't be used casually. Give up. Hand me the ship!" He squeezed again, snapping Frank's jaw back into place.
"Aufwachen (Awaken)!" Frank shouted once more. The Titan trembled again, its eyes blazing with light. Another squeeze from Feng Lin dislocated his jaw, leaving him whimpering. Seeing the man's stubbornness, Feng Lin wasted no more words. He reset the jaw, but as soon as Frank opened his mouth to shout, he dislocated it again. This repeated several times until Frank's mouth was swollen into a huge lump. Realizing he couldn't awaken the Titan, he stopped struggling.
"Finally behaving?" Feng Lin reset his jaw once more, staring intently into his eyes. "Give me the ship! I'll let you leave!"
Frank said nothing, just glared at Feng Lin with venomous hatred. The knowledge, data, and supplies on this ship were Feng Lin's last hope. How could he willingly hand them over? If the Mars Revolutionary Army had destroyed the foundation of Giant Pharmaceuticals, Feng Lin had crushed its chance to rise again. His heart was filled with loathing for Feng Lin, and he clearly refused to reveal anything.
"Won't talk?" Feng Lin sneered coldly. "That's not up to you!" He suddenly formed hand seals, and an inexplicable wave surged out, forcibly invading Frank's mind. Frank's face twisted in terror—he had forgotten that Feng Lin was a master of hypnosis.
Feng Lin first formed the God-Beater Whip Seal. Ha! He exhaled with explosive force, his aura overwhelmingly fierce, and swung down heavily, condensing his mental power into a solid form, like a divine being wielding a whip. Frank's face contorted as his spirit was violently shattered, his mind splitting in chaos. Then Feng Lin continued forming seals, his hands shifting between yin and yang, giving rise to all things, dazzling and plunging Frank into an illusion. Frank's eyes gradually grew dull and numb.
Feng Lin first used the God-Beater Whip Seal to shatter his consciousness, then the Yin-Yang Mirror Seal to fully hypnotize him. "Where is the ship?" Feng Lin asked in a low voice.
"On me!" Frank replied mechanically.
"On you?" Feng Lin was stunned. What did that mean? A massive ship could be on him? But Frank, under hypnosis, was completely obedient and wouldn't lie. Feng Lin's mind stirred, and he pressed further, "Where?"
Frank extended his hand, revealing a button-like ring on his finger, sleek and futuristic, exuding a sense of high technology. "This is my ship ring! It's a folding ship! Put it on, and it will automatically extract your genetic information. Enter the password, and you'll gain full access. The password is: wycwds20181210..."
He had completely lost his resistance, spilling all his secrets without any concealment. Feng Lin, half-doubtful, pulled off the ring and put it on. A sharp spike pricked his finger. He glanced at it—a gene probe. It was normal for high-tech devices to bind with a person's genes. Without using his genetic abilities, his finger instantly felt the probe, which obtained his genetic information.
"Gene binding successful! Acquiring full access to folding ship. Please enter the password..." Feng Lin entered the password, and a message immediately appeared before him. Scanning it, he realized Frank hadn't lied—it truly was a folding ship. It used advanced space-folding technology to store the ship in a folded space, making it portable, typically used for large high-tech equipment like mechs and ships. But such technology wasn't something a backward region like the solar system could possess! Did Giant Pharmaceuticals have other secrets? Backed by some interstellar superpower? Feng Lin grew suspicious and was about to press for more details.
Suddenly, a crack. Feng Lin looked and saw Frank's mouth full of blood—he had bitten his tongue. As a genetic cultivator, even the most powerful illusions couldn't fully hypnotize his consciousness. His instincts told him something was wrong, and he forced himself awake through self-harm. "Do you really think you've won? I'll make you die!" Frank said, word by word, his face twisted in rage.
Boom, boom, boom! The Titan's eyes blazed with light as it suddenly came to life. Its fists smashed through the glass chamber, and it leaped out, uttering cold words. "Primary owner faces critical life-threatening danger. Initiating automatic awakening." Feng Lin was horrified. He hadn't expected the Titan to have a second awakening method—a miscalculation! This artificial god had come to life!