chsdbacks Chapter 551 Testing
Chapter 551 Testing
Jemin sat in the chair he had crafted using alchemy, his gaze passing over the wizards who were forming a group and discussing their plan, landing on the enormous rift in the sky. A pure white plane hung there silently, deathly still, orderly, and perfect.
"Relying solely on this intelligence analysis is meaningless. Let's... test it out ourselves first."
Jemin's consciousness sank into the cave within his body.
Inside the cave, five hundred black giant priests sat cross-legged beside the transfer station of the incense-burning sacred path, ready to serve at any time.
Jemin's thoughts swept across the area, precisely locking onto the ten individuals with the strongest computing power, and he began to activate the altar's connection permissions.
[Target Selected]
[Connecting to the Destiny System...]
[Connection complete]
Sensing the changes within themselves, the ten black giant priests simultaneously opened their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, hidden spiritual connections extended from between their brows, passed through the barriers of their inner worlds, and connected with the destiny system in Jemin's mind.
"I've also connected you to the Destiny System," Jemin's voice echoed in their consciousness. "I'll help you process the data when necessary."
The ten priests nodded in unison.
Jemin then unleashed a variety of witchcraft spells, precisely targeting each priest.
Visual sharing, synchronized energy fluctuations, and sensor feedback...
He needed to make sure he could directly "empathize" with the black giant priest later.
"Go, clear the way for me."
Ten black figures soared into the sky.
At the same time, countless lights shone from all directions on the ship's surface.
The other wizards weren't idle either.
Various cannon fodder units were released—elemental creatures, puppet creations, summoned beasts, and even a few wizards directly condensed a portion of their mental energy into temporary clones.
Everyone wanted to be the first to figure out the details of this strange dimension.
Jemin withdrew his gaze and looked down at the wasteland beneath his feet.
He squatted down and placed his palms on the ground.
Alchemy is activated, the soil churns and takes shape.
Within minutes, a simple laboratory covering several hundred square meters was erected.
Jemin sat at the lab bench and made a gesture in the air.
Ten light screens unfolded simultaneously, each corresponding to the perspective of a black giant priest.
In the scene, ten black figures have left the crack in the sky and are approaching the edge of the information plane.
They didn't all rush in.
The leading priest paused, glanced back at his companions, and then walked forward alone.
It is the one with the strongest computing power among the ten priests, and its soul core processing ability is 30% higher than that of the other nine.
Through its perspective, Jemin watched the crack get closer and closer.
On the other side of the crack, pure white light flowed softly, appearing harmless.
The black giant priest stretched out his hand.
Its fingertips touched the dimensional barrier...
Jemin raised an eyebrow slightly.
Through the perception transmitted back by the sorcery, he could clearly feel that it was completely different from the "bumping into a wall" sense of isolation found in other planes. Although the boundary between the information plane and the endless chaotic void around it was so clear, the barrier felt almost effortless to the touch, like a thin curtain of light that one could easily pass through with a simple reach.
The black giant priest did not hesitate.
It lunged forward and passed through the barrier.
Then, Jemin clearly felt the impact.
That's information overload.
An overwhelming flood of information.
The moment the priest's soul core fully entered the information plane, a massive amount of information surged in from all directions, frantically assaulting its consciousness.
The information had no fixed form; it contained no text, images, or sounds, yet it transmitted pure "information" through special elemental vibrations, like countless needles piercing the brain simultaneously.
The Black Giant Priest's computing power was running at full speed, but it was still somewhat unable to withstand the onslaught.
Its consciousness began to blur, its thoughts began to become chaotic...
Then Jemin made his move.
The destiny system is operating at full capacity.
Jemin felt the newly constructed system core in his mind instantly activated, and the information processing network formed by the convergence of countless believers' faith flow went into overdrive, receiving, analyzing, and distributing all the overwhelming information turbulence.
The black giant priest regained his senses.
Standing inside the information plane, it glanced back at the crack behind it, then looked down at its own hands, a human-like surprise appearing in its eyes.
Jemin frowned.
He stared at the string of data on the monitoring screen, quickly analyzing it in his mind.
The good news was that the earlier probing had put his mind at ease: the automated attack wouldn't have taken his connection to the system into account. The information carried by the communication channel of the Fate System itself was taken into account, but his physical body—or rather, the computing power transmitted through the Fate System—was not detected by the enemy.
This means he doesn't need to worry that when he personally tests it later, his Infernal Sulfur Plane will be included in the total information because it is connected to him.
But what really made Jemin frown was the nature of those chaotic information flows.
He just used the destiny system to analyze this information.
Jemin fell into deep thought.
Based on the analysis, if it were only this level of information shock, the defeated wizard shouldn't be in a state of "silence." The essence of silence is that "all output ports are blocked," but the mind remains active.
The attack logic of this information turbulence is to "overwhelm the target's processing capacity with massive amounts of information"—if the target cannot withstand it, it should directly fall into a coma or even suffer a mental breakdown, instead of being as active in thought as it is now but unable to output anything.
"No wonder the wizard Martin said he couldn't analyze the specific principles."
Jemin looked up at the other light screens.
The black giant priests have not yet entered the plane; they are waiting for orders outside the rift.
As for the other wizards' cannon fodder units nearby...
Jemin noticed that several wizards had deliberately let their cannon fodder units "get caught in the trap".
The elemental creatures and puppets lost control the moment they entered the information plane, floating upright in the pure white sea of light, but their energy cores continued to operate.
The wizards were using various methods to remotely detect and try to analyze the specific process of the attack.
But judging from their furrowed brows, they probably didn't find anything.
This is normal, after all, that wizard Martin must have tried this method as well. Since he couldn't figure out the reason, it means that some things can't be understood without experiencing them firsthand.
Jemin withdrew his gaze and looked at the nine black giant priests waiting outside the crack.
"You all go in too."
He issued the order.
The remaining nine black figures did not hesitate any longer and simultaneously passed through the crack.
Jemin leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping across all the light screens.
The ten black giant priests had already dispersed and were slowly advancing into the depths of that pure white sea of light.
The surrounding light was eerily soft, giving no sense of direction, as if one were in an infinitely extending white void.
Behind them, a steady stream of light continued to flicker from the crack—these were the cannon fodder units of other wizards, pouring in wave after wave.