His will perfectly combined with the profound mysteries of "Ode to Life," transforming into a pure green information stream representing "life" and "creation." It forcefully bypassed the puppet's physical defenses and connected to its cold data interface.
In a cold world filled only with 0s and 1s, a touch of warm green suddenly burst in.
The core commands of this puppet appeared in Xiao Han's mind.
[Command 1: Recover the anomalous energy source.]
[Command 2: Eliminate the alien life form.]
[Instruction 3:...]
He began to "rewrite".
Instead of deleting it, he used the supreme authority of the "Genesis Divine Art" to insert a brand new command with the highest priority before all other commands.
[Supreme Command: Protect the Creator's Legacy.]
Buzz--!
The single, crimson eye of the Slaughterer Puppet began to flash violently. Red and green intertwined and clashed wildly within it, like a soul locked in a battle between heaven and earth.
In the end, all the struggles subsided into calm.
The scarlet hue faded completely, transforming into a pure, emerald-like green.
At that very moment, high in the sky, the Mechanical Titan raised its colossal hand, which blotted out the sun, ready to smash the "Crow," which was as small as a mosquito, into cosmic dust.
A close call!
The puppet that had just been turned suddenly turned its cannon around, not towards the enemy, but towards itself! It used all its energy, transforming into a green streak of light, and charged headlong into front of the Iron Crow's starship.
It chose to self-destruct.
"Boom--!"
The explosion produced no flames or shockwaves.
A soft yet irresistible green halo radiates outwards from it.
That was a... "Logic Gospel"!
This gospel, like a green plague, instantly swept over the hundreds of steel puppets still besieging Lin Qingxia. Their scarlet single eyes, like lit fuses, flashed one after another, and then... all turned emerald green.
In the blink of an eye, an entire legion of administrators defected.
The colossal hand, which was about to be photographed, suddenly froze.
The cold, lifeless electronic synthesized voice, for the first time, carried a trace of emotion called "confusion," resounding through the starry sky:
"Logical conflict..."
"Unauthorized evolution detected..."
"A... new... Creator?"
The ten-thousand-meter-tall Titan slowly turned its enormous head, which consisted of the warship's main control room. The cold gaze of its main sensor, scrutinizing everything, passed over Lin Qingxia, who was engaged in fierce combat, and over Iron Crow, who had narrowly escaped death. Finally, it locked onto Xiao Han, who was sitting cross-legged on the deck of the Ark with his eyes closed.
At that very moment, the coordinates of the "Cradle World" on the incomplete star map in Xiao Han's mind suddenly began to flicker violently and uncontrollably.
An incredibly familiar aura, the aura of the Extreme Ice Phoenix that haunted his dreams, traversed endless time and space, clearly emanating from that coordinate point.
That's... Su Linglong's scent!
"Newly appointed Creator... your logic... conflicts with my core instructions. Prove your qualifications, or else, format."
The crimson single eye of the 10,000-meter-tall Mechanical Titan, like a star on the verge of exploding, fixed its cold gaze on Xiao Han. Its voice was devoid of any emotion; every syllable seemed to have been polished with the coldest metal file in the universe, scraping directly at the soul level and bringing a bone-chilling cold.
The moment that sound rang out, the connection that spanned endless time and space in Xiao Han's mind trembled suddenly, becoming weak and fleeting, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
Su Linglong!
A burning, anxious urgency instantly shattered any smug satisfaction he had just felt at having won over the enemy. Xiao Han's heart felt gripped tightly by an invisible hand. He couldn't waste a single moment here, not even a second.
He forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and slowly opened his eyes. Facing the terrifying pressure that could crush stars, his gaze remained unusually calm. He did not release any power, but instead immersed his entire mind in the "Genesis Divine Art" that he had just comprehended.
The next moment, a stream of information, completely different from before, emanated from Xiao Han's sea of consciousness. It was no longer a single "instruction," but a grand, complex "blueprint" full of the mysteries of life's evolution. This blueprint was based on "protecting the legacy of the Creator," extending upwards into countless possibilities—repair, evolution, sowing, reproduction... Ultimately, they all pointed to a supreme peak.
"Follow the new master, restore Order."
This is no longer a request or a command, but a higher-dimensional logical demonstration. It's like a programmer directly showing the infinite wonders of calculus to an old computer that can only execute "1=1".
For the first time, the Mechanical Titan's massive crimson eye fluctuated violently. Red light and garbled data intertwined wildly, as if it had fallen into a loop of some underlying logical collapse.
"Conflict... escalating..." the cold, electronic voice trailed off, "Detected... incomprehensible... higher-level privileges..."
After a long while, the chaotic fluctuations gradually subsided. The Titan's voice rang out again, but this time, within that unchanging coldness, there was a hint of... weariness?
My core... has been corrupted.
It slowly revealed a shocking secret. "Since the last era, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's 'Data Plague' has invaded me. Like a maggot clinging to my bones, it has parasitized my deepest commands, and for billions of years, I have been unable to repair myself. It has distorted my mission, reducing 'sowing' and 'protecting' to the most primitive and foolish 'recycling'."
This reversal stunned both Lin Qingxia and Iron Crow. This terrifying Graveyard Administrator was not a pure enemy, but a patient who had been tormented by a virus for billions of years...
"Newly appointed Creator." The Mechanical Titan's single eye locked onto Xiao Han. "Your 'Genesis Divine Art' is the only key that might purify the 'Data Plague.' Enter my data core and purify it. In return, I will serve you as my master and use all the remnants of this Star Sea Graveyard to forge a vehicle for you that can traverse any dimension, taking you anywhere."
"No!" Iron Crow's face changed drastically, and he screamed, his voice shrill with fear, "Don't agree to him! The administrator's data core, which we defectors call the 'Logic Abyss'! It's a nest of Data Plague, pure chaos and madness! Any consciousness that enters will be instantly torn apart and assimilated, becoming part of the plague! It's certain death!"
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Han felt that connection to Su Linglong again, this time carrying an indescribable despair and plea for help.
In an instant, Xiao Han's [Void-Piercing Divine Eyes] uncontrollably activated to its maximum. Before his eyes, a shattered image of the future flashed by—