Sword Demon's breakthrough did not come quietly.
When the Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse unfurled the phantom of the shattered door ring in its chest for the third time, the starry sky on the entrance side near the Bronze Gate was torn into more than a hundred pieces. Each fragment of starry sky was like thin paper, divided by bronze fracture lines. Thomas's castle walls were swept into them, and Mechanical Civilization's two forward sampling towers were dragged into the fractured coordinates.
The low-level Mechanical Lifeforms inside the towers were wiped out within the first hourglass.
Skynet did not waste the last information they transmitted back.
Saine directly connected that information to Sword Demon's battlefield, turning it into streams of rule markers that nailed themselves around the Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse.
Sword Demon saw them.
He also knew what Saine wanted.
The markers Saine provided were cold, and precise.
They would not tell Sword Demon how to wield his sword. They merely laid before him, in the most intuitive way, every moment the Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse raised its arm, every tremor of the door ring in its chest, every instant the Destruction Crystal Tide flowed back. To ordinary Level-12 Beings, these markers might have been nothing more than a mass of data complex enough to muddle their judgment.
But Sword Demon was different.
He treated that data as another sword.
A sword handed to him by the Mechanical God Emperor, one forged specifically to dissect the Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse's web of rules.
He had to obtain more Rule Specimens from the Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse, especially the core Boundary-Severing specimen around the door ring in its chest.
Yet that area was also where the Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse's defenses ran deepest and the backlash of its rules was heaviest. Sword Demon had already tried to