chsdbacks Chapter 571 Battles and Wars
Chapter 571 Battles and Wars
The battle began without any warning.
Martin from "Heart of Ash" was the first to raise his hand.
His movements were extremely restrained; the moment his sleeve slipped down, three black bolts of lightning shot out silently.
That wasn't lightning, but a "void rift" compressed to its extreme.
The light fields they passed through vanished without a sound, leaving behind three absolutely dark trails.
Thanks to the properties of spatial magic, even though the two sides were separated by countless kilometers, the three bolts of lightning arrived in front of the Silent Abyss in an instant. The Silent Abyss did not dodge.
It merely glanced sideways, and the three rifts, powerful enough to devour planets, abruptly stopped ten thousand meters away, then faded and disappeared little by little, like pencil marks erased by an eraser.
"Modified information..." Martin narrowed his eyes, countless runes flashing rapidly in his pupils. "The strength has increased that much?"
At that moment, the silent abyss stirred.
The moment it raised its right hand, the energy of half the plane began to surge violently.
[Formatting: Zero out regions].
A silent command erupted at the information level.
A light curtain the size of half a plane swept forward like a tsunami, stripping away all attributes from everything in its path, whether it was free-floating elements or space itself, forcibly turning it into the most primitive zero-state nothingness.
Sensing the power of the attack, Martin lightly tapped his finger.
boom!!!
A ball of dark red fire exploded in front of him, instantly expanding into a giant fire lotus spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.
Each lotus petal is engraved with distorted wizard runes, "logic islands" forcibly created by Martin using his own computing power.
No matter how the external information waves wash over it or try to format it, the internal laws of the Fire Lotus remain self-contained and as stable as a rock.
"Your methods are good, but you can't take me down with just computing power."
Martin's voice was cold.
He suddenly swung his robe, and dark red ash condensed in the void into countless tentacles powerful enough to shatter planets. Spanning half a plane, they unleashed destructive elemental force and lashed fiercely at the giant of light.
This attack is enough to cause an ordinary material plane to disintegrate on the spot!
However, the Giant of Light only flashed his eyes for a moment.
[Revised definition: Negative hardness equals zero mass].
Just as the ash tentacles were about to touch it, the attack, which was originally capable of destroying a plane, suddenly became gentler than smoke and even passed directly through the giant's body without causing any damage.
Pure white beams of light and dark red streams of ash intersected and shot out over a range of billions of kilometers.
Each collision causes large areas of space to collapse.
Martin suddenly seemed to realize something and looked up.
Suddenly, the light above his head began to distort and coalesce into a giant hand with a diameter of over 100,000 kilometers.
The palm's texture was composed of countless starlight, and each finger was wrapped with the underlying laws of this plane.
It pressed down without any wind or roar, only a pure, suffocating sense of presence.
Seeing this, Martin took a deep breath: "This is troublesome..."
He glanced instinctively at the newly established outpost camp behind him, then his figure flashed, transforming into thousands of afterimages, spreading out in all directions from the outpost camp as the center.
Each afterimage carried a portion of his computational power, beginning to construct different defensive spells as it dissipated.
The moment the giant hand struck, all 3,600 nodes lit up simultaneously.
Flames, ice, crystal walls, force fields, spatial discontinuities, time dilation, causal displacement...
Three thousand six hundred distinct spells erupted simultaneously, tearing a tiny crack in the colossal hand capable of crushing stars. As the hand descended, the outpost camp constructed by the wizards swept through the gap.
The silent abyss remained calm, or rather, it did not need to know how to express emotions.
Seeing that the attack had not achieved the desired effect, it once again invoked information permissions, attempting to mark the existence of "Heart of Ash" Martin as "erroneous data" and delete it.
But this time, it encountered obstacles.
The wizard's true form had somehow shifted to the knuckles of the giant hand. He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of black blood. The blood burned in the air, transforming into dense chains of runes that spread wildly along the lines of the giant hand.
Many runic chains even crossed the spatial barrier, extending through the giant hand to the body of the Silent Abyss.
The Silent Abyss looked down at the chain-like patterns that had suddenly appeared on its arm. It could sense that these chains had locked away its ability to modify this part of the information.
"Gotcha," Martin said softly.
The next second, he suddenly clasped his hands together.
Using a gigantic hand as a medium and chains as a link, a torrent of elements powerful enough to incinerate the very essence of a plane was forcibly poured into the information core of the Silent Abyss. Flames, frost, lightning, acid, radiation, decay…
All known and unknown elemental damage, under his control, was compressed into a thin, almost invisible thread, heading straight for the core of consciousness in the Silent Abyss.
Faced with such an attack, the Silent Abyss finally took action.
It raised its right hand and decisively tore off its left arm, which was connected to the gray chain, and discarded it.
The moment its left arm detached from its original body in the Silent Abyss, it was immediately attacked and reduced to nothingness.
But the attack did not stop; instead, it continued to fly towards the Silent Abyss.
Seeing this, Silent Abyss raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide.
The elemental thread, strong enough to pierce through a star, began to disintegrate three feet from its palm.
All the power and knowledge within the elemental threads were forcibly "disassembled" back into the most basic information units. The Silent Abyss read this information, a hint of interest flashing in its eyes.
The next instant, Martin's expression changed drastically.
He found that the light around him began to distort, and his spatial coordinates were forcibly altered. The Silent Abyss, which was originally half a plane away, suddenly appeared less than 10,000 meters in front of him.
For beings of their level, this distance is equivalent to face to face.
The silent abyss remained silent.
It simply stretched out its now-recovered left arm, raised a finger, and gently pointed forward.
A pure white beam of light shot out from its fingertip and flew straight toward the outpost camp behind Martin.
The beam of light was terrifyingly thick, exceeding a kilometer in diameter, and it distorted space wherever it passed.
A massive amount of energy was gathered together, condensed using the information just analyzed, and formed this powerful attack.
Seeing this terrifying attack, Martin actually laughed.
"Learn my tricks?"
He raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed forward lightly.
It appears that he simply performed a basic action without casting any additional spells.
But the white beam of light, powerful enough to destroy stars, suddenly stopped several kilometers away from the outpost.
It hovered in the air, as if held by an invisible giant hand, unable to move.
"Although I know the relevant knowledge, my operation is too rough."
Martin gently clenched his fists.
boom!
The beam of light exploded from the middle, turning into countless tiny specks of light that scattered in all directions.
The aftershocks of the explosion created visible ripples that spread in all directions.
Those ripples swept across the sea of light in the information dimension, stirring up towering waves.
Inside the outpost camp, Jemin felt a chill run down his spine.
Is this the power of an eighth-level wizard?
With a casual clench of his hand, he crushed an attack powerful enough to destroy a planet?
Although he had participated in the Wizarding Wars, strictly speaking, this was truly the first time he had so directly experienced the power of an eighth-level wizard. The Silent Abyss, its attack thwarted, did not stop.
It raised both hands at the same time and flicked its ten fingers in quick succession.
Countless tiny rays of light shot out from its fingertips, intertwining, entwining, and weaving in the air to form a giant net that blotted out the sky, enveloping the outpost camp.
Each filament of light represents an independent attack, and each attack contains different informational logic.
Some attempted to tamper with cause and effect, some tried to pollute the core, and others went directly to the wizards' spiritual sea.
This is the attack method that information organisms excel at: simultaneous intrusion of multiple information sources.
Martin's laughter rang out.
"That tactic is no longer effective against us."
He raised his left hand and lightly drew his index finger in the air.
A gray light flew from his fingertips, heading towards the giant net.
Wherever the gray light passed, the light threads that were originally intertwined suddenly began to clash and attack each other.
Martin, using his own informational logic, forcibly intervened in the other party's weaving process, causing a conflict in the logic of those light threads. The giant net began to collapse in mid-air.
Martin even had the spare capacity to spare some of his strength to protect the newly built wizard outpost camp behind him.
A light gray shield enveloped the entire camp, completely isolating the scattered residual energy waves.
Jemin quickly withdrew his gaze from the distant battlefield, took a deep breath, and suppressed the shock in his heart.
He can't get involved in a battle between top-tier fighters right now.
But he had his own mission.
Jemin turned and ran toward the center of the camp.
There, a level 5 wizard was manipulating a giant puppet, carrying something as he strode over.
那是一座祭坛。
The destiny system that Jemin had personally designed and inscribed was connected to the altar.
But now it is more than three times larger than before, and the base is connected to an entire magic array node, and there is even a large piece of foundation dug directly from the ship's position.
"Lord Jemin!" the wizard jumped off the puppet and shouted excitedly, "I've brought what you asked for!"
Jemin looked at the enormous puppet, whose foundation had even been moved here, and his lips twitched.
It's here...
That's pretty direct.
But he didn't have time to complain.
In the distance, the battle between Martin and the Silent Abyss was becoming increasingly fierce. Although Martin was currently in the upper hand, this was the Information Dimension, the opponent's home turf.
The Silent Abyss has virtually unlimited energy to draw upon, and the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for the wizards.
"All Black Giant Priests, come forth!"
With a thought, the gate to the inner world within Jieming's body suddenly opened.
The remaining hundreds of black figures rushed out at the same time and landed around him.
These black giant priests were all over two meters tall, with black liquid metal slowly flowing on their bodies, swallowing the surrounding light.
"Reassemble the altar as I instructed!"
Jemin pointed to the massive altar. "You five, you'll be in charge of rune calibration! You ten, you'll be in charge of connecting the energy nodes! The rest of you, secure the magic circle base!"
Hundreds of black giant priests moved at the same time.
Their intelligence far surpassed that of ordinary black giants, and having undergone several prior training sessions, they now had a clear division of labor and worked in perfect harmony. Some carried the rune bases, some laid out energy lines, some adjusted node positions, and some tested the connection stability.
Jemin stood in the center of the altar, golden light shimmering between his brows.
He connected with each priest through the destiny system, monitoring the altar's assembly progress in real time and addressing any potential problems. The surrounding environment began to fluctuate violently.
In the distance, a sea of information light surged ceaselessly, as countless information beings frantically mobilized their energy.
Clearly, although the Silent Abyss was deployed, the information creatures did not give up on attacking with their legions.
Or rather, at this moment, the attack of the information biological legion had already arrived.
Jemin could sense that countless information tentacles were trying to infiltrate the outpost camp.
They surged in from all directions, searching for loopholes in the defensive magic array and for gaps in the wizards' mental seas.
"Never mind that!"
A roar from a level seven wizard rang out.
He and a dozen other level-seven wizards stood on the outermost edge of the camp, fiercely battling the army of information creatures.
They were using the "information weaving" witchcraft developed by Jemin.
Although Jemin hadn't had time to simplify it yet, this period of time was enough for these high-level wizards to fully grasp it. Invisible blades of information slashed from their hands, precisely cutting into the networks of information creatures and forcibly separating those originally tightly connected individuals.
The once densely packed army of information creatures began to emerge as isolated "islands".
"Let's do it!"
More wizards rushed forward.
They unleashed various information-based sorcery, directly confronting the separated information creature legions.
After extensive research into information creatures, wizards now have the upper hand when facing them.
However, although the information creatures are currently being divided, surrounded, and exterminated in batches by high-level wizards, their numbers are simply too great.
In those isolated areas, numerous information beings are still frantically attacking the barrier.
The battle instantly intensified.
Meanwhile, on Jemin's side, the assembly of the altar was also in its final stages.
"Energy node connection complete!"
"Rune calibration complete!"
"The magic circle base is now secured!"
The voices of the black giant priests rose and fell.
Jemin took a deep breath and placed his hands on the core of the altar.
"Destiny System, activate!"
A brilliant golden light shone between his eyebrows.
In that instant, the entire altar came alive. Countless runes lit up simultaneously, energy circuits connected layer by layer, and a thick golden pillar of light shot into the sky from the center of the altar, piercing straight into the heavens.
Martin, who was fighting the Silent Abyss, glanced back and a smile appeared on his lips.
Then he turned back and looked at the hundred-meter-tall humanoid creature.
"Now, we can have some fun."
He raised both hands at the same time.
This time, the power of an eighth-level wizard was unleashed without reservation.
The sky in the distance changed color in an instant.