Zhou Ming, Long Time No See!

The axe-light poured in through the gap, and the entire defensive line was torn open from within, ripped into a long, narrow breach.

Dozens of systems had no time to react, not even enough time to draw so much as a thread of rule-power from their origins to build a defense, before they were swallowed by that pure axe intent.

Radiance flared up in one instant, then went out in the next.

The spiritual intellects of dozens of rule cores were simply hacked out of existence, leaving hollow husks tumbling through Chaos.

"Close it! Hurry, close it!"

The Karma System's purple light flashed wildly. Origin power poured out as it desperately pulled the torn breach inward.

The Punch-in System and the Judgment System filled the position at the same time, gray and silver rule threads weaving together as they packed into the gap.

For the first time, the Salted Fish System also abandoned that lazy posture, pressing all of its rule-power into the weakest point of the defensive line.

The defensive line closed again.

A new light shield condensed into shape over the breach, sealing that fatal gap.

But every system knew—

This new defensive line was a full layer thinner than before.

The dozens of systems that had been taken away after that axe broke the defense were not numbers. They had been solid, genuine support nodes.

For every system lost, the defensive line weakened by a fraction.

This was an irreversible consumption.

And the person opposite them did not even show the slightest intention of pausing for breath.

The third axe followed close behind.

The axe-light landed precisely where the new defensive line joined the old.

That place was the suture line where two kinds of rule systems had been hastily pieced together, the most fragile point of