Swish——!!
The full moon slashed across, but only chopped into a patch of nothingness. There was no real matter existing in the Imaginary Number World, so Chen Ling's knife naturally missed.
Crimson fresh blood flowed from Chen Ling's seven apertures, silently plumting toward the bottom of the Imaginary Number World... Gripping the Bone-Stripping Knife, his vision began to blur.
Having slaughtered his way here, Chen Ling had modified reality at least dozens of tis. Using the Power of Negation so frequently, even with the replenishnt of Red Star Aspiration Power, Chen Ling's own body would also suffer damage.
But having reached this point, it was impossible for Chen Ling to stop. No matter what happened today, he had to fight it out with the Lord of Spirit Void to the bitter end.
"Your Power of Negation is still not strong enough," the Lord of Spirit Void's hoarse voice sounded.
"I gave you so much ti, and reaching this degree is already your limit... Just relying on this level of negation is far from enough!"
The Lord of Spirit Void raised his hand again. Several lines of formulas were like divine pillars descending from the sky, simultaneously stacking upon Chen Ling's figure!
Gravity formula, celestial gravitation formula, speed and ti formula... Under the effect of a large number of formulas related to gravity and speed, Chen Ling's figure was accelerated to the extre for a ti. Like a teor descending from the sky, he passed through the floor tiles and plumted toward the bottom of the Imaginary Number World!
The "Spirit Void Domain" constructed from formulas rapidly shrank in the sky above Chen Ling. Only endless nothingness was left around Chen Ling. He was like a player who had fallen into a world bug, sinking infinitely downward.
At the sa ti, the Lord of Spirit Void was like the creator god of this world. No matter how fast Chen Ling fell, he steadily descended synchronously beside him...
The bloodstained monk robe fluttered silently. The Lord of Spirit Void weakly coughed while slowly speaking:
"Chen Ling, what do you think... is the aning of mathematics' existence?"
Chen Ling had absolutely no interest in answering the Lord of Spirit Void's question. His entire mind at this mont was used to drive [Cut] and [Fate Weaving], continuously negating these lines of formulas pressing on his body.
But every ti he negated the formulas on his body, the Lord of Spirit Void would imdiately apply another line of identical formula. Chen Ling could only continue to consu his power to negate... Negation and creation continuously played against each other. The two of them just fell into this kind of bizarre contest of rules, plumting infinitely.
"Mathematics itself does not exist. It is rely a tool invented by humanity to decipher the world."
"Mathematics is omnipotent because it can explain all objectively existing physical phenona..."
"Mathematics is impotent because it is ultimately just a fictional product. They are symbols, concepts, and do not truly exist like electricity, light, particles, or even force."
"Therefore, the aning of mathematics' existence is calculation. Through invisible rules, to calculate the developnt of the tangible material world, helping humanity to filter, deduce, and even foresee."
"It is the supre authority built upon order."
"Just what exactly do you want to say?" Grasping an opportunity, Chen Ling expended a large amount of stamina in one breath and directly slashed at the Lord of Spirit Void beside him!
The Lord of Spirit Void didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. Letting this knife split his body open, he rely turned into a faint optical afterimage and disappeared without a trace.
And beside Chen Ling's figure, another "figure" of the Lord of Spirit Void slowly sketched out.
"To , you are extrely dangerous..."
"Because your ability is to 'negate' order itself."
"Once you negate my foundation, then all deductions and foresight will collapse, extending in new directions from the places you modified... In your hands, mathematics will truly beco a tool to do whatever you want."
"So, you have always been afraid of ." Chen Ling seed to understand his aning. "This world was not prepared for the Lord of the Red Dust, the Lord of Wuji, or those Rank 8s... You created it for ."
"I indeed created it for you."
The Lord of Spirit Void shook his head. "But looking at it now, I overestimated you too much... With your current Power of Negation, you fundantally cannot threaten ."
Chen Ling glared at the Lord of Spirit Void. Red Star Aspiration Power continuously poured into his body. He seed to have been enraged, and more and more cracks spread on his surface. The churning world-ending aura beca even denser!!
...
At the sa ti.
Spirit Void Domain, Clock Tower.
Following the reflection of Black Spades J in the monocle gravely pinching the last card in his palm... the main body of Black Spades J, who was similarly pinching the last card, hooked up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile.
"It seems, this round... I've won."
Black Spades J and the dark red reflection simultaneously flipped their cards, exposing a scissors and a paper to the air.
In the instant the victory was established, the Black Spades J in the reflection rapidly dissipated. As a reward for winning this ga, a bizarre power surged out from the void!
As Black Spades J gently propped up his monocle, at this mont within the bounds of the Spirit Void Domain, all glass, whether intact or shattered, seed to be pulled by so sort of power, floating toward the sky!
Beneath the dark red sky, every piece of glass shard flickered with a faint red light. Looking from afar, it was like a red rain ascending from the ground to the sky. And as these pieces of glass converged, the outline of a massive object slowly sketched out in the air...
That was a... glass trophy hundreds of ters tall!
That was the reward belonging to the final winner of the ga.
At this mont, even Han ng froze. He had indeed asked Black Spades J if there was any way to collect all the glass in the entire domain, and Black Spades J had also agreed after thinking for a long ti... but Han ng didn't expect that Black Spades J's thod of collecting glass would actually be this unexpected.
Han ng's exposure to the Path of Strategy was still too little. Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't have thought that Black Spades J could actually collect all the glass in the entire domain and turn it into a giant trophy.
Looking at this super large glass trophy suspended in the air, Black Spades J's eyes were full of appreciation. He carefully scrutinized this artwork belonging to him for a mont, then sighed softly, looking sowhat regretfully behind him...
"Alright, you can make your move."
Although Han ng was shocked, he quickly cald his mood. He raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand toward that super large glass trophy in the air...
The aura of the Pathway Chief of [Judgnt] surged in the air, and a domain rapidly unfolded centering on him!
[Tribunal]!!
...
Imaginary Number World.
Chen Ling, who was falling infinitely, continuously swept his gaze around, as if searching for sothing.
Right at this mont, a burst of dazzling light suddenly ca from above. He frowned and looked up, only to see a building exuding endless light actually rapidly taking shape above the Imaginary Number World...
The light sources originally scattered everywhere in the Imaginary Number World seed to all be gathered into a super large object at this mont. Dazzling white light shot out from it, like a strangely shaped sun.
It was unknown if it was an illusion, but Chen Ling always felt that the outline of that light source looked like a large...
Trophy??
This scene similarly caused the Lord of Spirit Void to freeze as well. He looked up sowhat blankly, his gaze looking at the giant trophy filled with astonishnt...
At the sa ti, Chen Ling's cold voice sounded from beside him:
"Even without using my Power of Negation... I still have a way to kill you!!"
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