The killing winds of Edge Sharpening Valley were like billions of poisoned ice blades, instantly tearing apart the remaining Chaos Star Radiance on the young dragon's body surface. The Left Eye Star Vortex flickered madly, its icy warnings nearly drowning his consciousness:
[Shell damaged: epidermal layer 92% destroyed... deep muscle tissue pierced and torn... skeletal microfractures...] [Myriad Sword Killing Energy (Sharp Metal Law manifestation) invading... corrosion rate: 0.7%/second...] [Fierce Fiend Intent (aggregate of Remnant Souls of Myriad Swords) mental assault... Entropy Beacon activity increased by 300%... Assimilation Spore Network activity reviving...]
Agony! Not merely in flesh and blood, but in his soul! The gray-black killing energy did not just corrode his shell; it carried the rage, unwillingness, and despair left behind by countless shattered divine weapons, stabbing into his sea of consciousness like billions of red-hot steel needles! Stimulated by this extreme pain and chaos, the Entropy Beacon burst with crimson light. Spider web-like gray markings spread faster, while the spore network forcibly suppressed deep within his sea of consciousness, like sharks scenting blood, secreted gray-white mucus once more. It frantically repaired its damaged nodes, and the assimilation progress began to rise slowly yet steadily from [2.1%]!
Falling! Falling without end! Within the rolling gray mist at the valley floor, that greedy sound of grinding metal drew closer and closer! The young dragon's remaining left eye locked tightly onto the depths below—at the instant the killing wind briefly scattered the gray mist, what was revealed was not a mountain of swords, but a writhing metal swamp made of countless broken flying sword fragments! The ruined swords rubbed and squirmed against one another like the scales of living creatures. At the center of the swamp, a colossal being shaped like a centipede's head, formed from hundreds of twisted and