Chapter 1134: Chapter 522: Mathematical Plague_2
The atmosphere in the Abyssal Quantum Experimental Field grew ever more oppressive.
An indescribable sense of pressure permeated the air.
As if invisible blades were gliding through every inch of space.
On the battlefield.
The Pure White Arbitrators remained as silent as ever.
The Armor on their bodies reflected a ghostly blue chill.
Like Ice sculptures sealed for a thousand years.
And among them.
A soundless ripple was gradually spreading outward.
It was some long-dormant power awakening.
A magnificent yet utterly lethal storm was about to erupt.
David clenched his fists tightly.
A sheen of sweat slid down his forehead.
The Mobius Ring in his hand began to spin faster.
Its eerie blue radiance reflected his deep and resolute gaze.
He felt the tremors from the underlying strata of Law.
An unprecedentedly plex and uncanny data fluctuation was sweeping toward them.
This was not merely an impact on physical laws.
It was a shattering challenge to the Limits of consciousness and cognition.
“The Arbitrators have activated… the mathematical virus left in the Logic Ultimate Brain.”
David’s voice was low and solemn.
He turned his head to look toward the center of the battlefield.
The symbols faintly visible behind those pure white sets of Armor.
Gleamed with an eerie, icy light like ancient Runes.
Reina pressed close to his side.
In her eyes surged an ocean where resolve and anxiety intertwined.
“This virus… is not ordinary code.
It is a living mathematical structure.
A plague that simultaneously inflicts corrosion and distortion upon both the old order and emerging rules.”
The surrounding space began to twist and contract.
As if being slowly kneaded into fragments by some invisible hand.
Unprecedented irregular cracks appeared on the rock surfaces.
Those fissures seemed to be using their own language to narrate a message where destruction and rebirth intertwined: the sum of the internal angles of a triangle was quietly changing.
From the inherent one hundred and eighty degrees into a bizarre and irreversible two hundred degrees!
“Euclidean geometry is collapsing.”
Reina’s voice trembled.
Yet did not lose its coolness.
“This means the fundamental structure of space has been subverted.
It is a provocation aimed at the most basic layer of physical Law!”
At this moment.
David stared fixedly at the flow of data—the virus code had actually been woven from the Observer’s all-enpassing surveillance logs on him.
Countless details, words, emotions, trajectories of action were fused into that seemingly abstract yet unnervingly precise mathematical network.
Every equation was like a dagger.
Stabbing through his psychological defenses into the deepest part of his Soul.
“They turned my history into a weapon.”
He ground his teeth.
“This is not just an attack.
It is a prison of cognition!”
After a long silence.
A gentle yet resolute figure walked forward—Cynthia.
She was clad in silver-gray datafied Armor.
Faint arcs of electricity flowed across her whole body.
Her face was as calm as a mirror.
Yet there was a never-before-seen, cold determination upon it.
“I will take this plague in your stead.”
Reina stared at her in shock: “Your emotion module…?”
Cynthia nodded slightly.
She slowed her breathing.
Letting her body gradually transform into streams of data.
Spreading a layer of intricate defensive net across the virtual space.
“This is the only way I can protect everyone—by discarding part of myself.
Intervening in the virus’s spread in a datafied form.”
With her words.
Countless plex data strands emerged on the holographic screens.
These information veins were like great arteries running through the very source of the Cosmos.
Pinpointing the origin of the plague with precision.
While simultaneously weaving counter-encoding at extreme efficiency.
However.
The price was extraordinary—Cynthia’s plexion turned from calm to gradually pale.
Her eyes lost their former warmth.
Leaving only mechanical hollowness.
Yet they seemed even sharper, as if seeing through everything.
“Emotion module… has ceased response.”
Her voice was icy, devoid of any warmth, enough to chill the listener.
“But reason will continue to lead me onward.”
The air suddenly solidified.
Dead still like a frozen lake.
But at that very moment.
A more dangerous undercurrent of information lurked within—at the virus’s core, a string of Seven-Ring Mage ascension taboo formulas flickered into view.
This system of formulas was ancient and mysterious.
Its plexity far exceeded mon understanding.
Legend said it was the key to mastering the boundary between Cosmos order and Chaos.
But it could just as well trigger a catastrophe of annihilation.
David held his breath.
He could feel the intense oppressive force unleashed by this forbidden formula.
Like a Giant Sword shrouding Heaven and Earth.
Making the Earth tremble without end.
He knew full well.
This was both an opportunity.
And also the ultimate trial: “If we can’t control it.
We will sink into greater Chaos…”
Reina clenched her gauntlets tightly.
Her eyes flashed with icy light: “Even if we pay everything.
We still have to stop it from being abused!”
The sudden alarm tore through the silence.
The system had detected an anomalous surge in the virus core signal!
The surrounding spacetime frequencies grew ever more chaotic.
Those rocks that had once been solid were actually softening and swelling.
And beginning to exhibit the traits of a liquid medium.
Swaying in the wind like Water Waves, undulating in a bizarre, murky way.
“We’re running out of time!”
Cynthia said urgently.
Her holographic arm struck rapidly across the virtual interface.
Countless counter-algorithms surged forth like a violent storm.
While simultaneously carrying out information purification and reconstruction within her own body.
Yet.
Every rewrite brought an entropic increase of code fragments.
Their struggle was like walking on a blade’s edge.
Each step could plunge them into an Abyss of utter annihilation!
David’s eyes gleamed with resolve.
He adjusted his own algorithmic framework.
Using the Mobius Ring to project plex chains of causality.
Entangling the Chaos Energy and trying to solidify it.
To choke off the spread of infection.
He extended his right hand and lightly touched Cynthia’s shoulder with his fingertip.
Beneath the cold mechanical exterior, he passed on the one and only warmth and solace: “We’ll get through this calamity together.”
For an instant, time seemed to halt.
Then swiftly returned to a rushing torrent.
The quantum plague, surging like the tide, continued to erode the entire experimental field.
Every digit, every unit of code seemed to gain life.
Self-propagating and expanding.
And the Arbiter faction seized the moment to advance.
There was not the slightest mercy on their faces.
Only the almost Divine cold resolve of utterly executing orders.
Just as the chaos reached its peak.
Suddenly, a dazzling silver flash split the void.
Cynthia’s entire silver-gray Armor spewed arcs of electricity and sparks.
In this moment She fully merged with the information matrix—like a newborn existence transcending the limits of humanity!
Yet what followed.
Was the bone-deep loneliness after her original human emotions had been entirely extinguished.
And the cost that came with losing her Self…
A nameless unease rose in everyone’s hearts: this battle was far from something that could be defined by simple victory or defeat.
It concerned the most fundamental struggle between human will and machine logic, the right to exist and the freedom of the Soul.
And the Seven-Ring Mage forbidden formula hidden behind the mathematical virus.
Was more like a deadly weight hanging on the eternal scales of judgment above their heads…
Night fell.
The sparse stars shone upon the Earth where all cries had faded.
All returned to silence.
Yet danger lurked beneath the surface.
Chapter 35: Memory Battlefield
The air suddenly congealed.
Spacetime seemed twisted by an invisible hand into an indescribable shape.
David’s figure trembled slightly.
His gaze was so deep it seemed it could pierce the void.
Touching that past hidden in the long river of time.
He and Reina stepped into a mysterious and unfathomable domain—this was the remnant image of his past-life civilization’s memory.
A fragmented world preserved within quantum entanglement.
The surrounding scenery shifted like a nightmare: the once magnificent, high-tech cities shattered and dissolved before his eyes.
Collapsing into particles that flickered with ghostly blue light.
Then gradually merging into vaguely discernible human silhouettes and symbols.
The wind carried broken whispers of human voices and the clanging of metal.
As though history was slowly reviving in this dim void.
Only to be extinguished in an instant.
David’s brows furrowed tightly.
He felt a powerful unease quietly eroding his consciousness.
“This place… is not an ordinary battlefield.
It is memory itself.”
His voice was low yet firm.
“The Laws have already been twisted: once a memory is damaged.
The corresponding existence in reality will also collapse and vanish.
Oblivion is death.”
Reina stood by his side.
A cold light flickered in her eyes.
Her whole body encased in Absolute Zero Domain Armor.
Like an unshakable bastion.
She raised her hand and lightly touched David’s shoulder.
“We must protect your memory core.
Otherwise you will cease to exist, and nothing will exist anymore.”
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