Or rather.
An individual will that stood above their collective will was taking over "Source"!
Control level: 56%! And still rising rapidly!
Yuan Thirteen's icy will, devoid of the slightest trace of emotion yet containing supreme holy might,
reverberated through "Source's" internal network like a declaration.
Having become a Mechanical Saint, his application and understanding of the Great Dao of Theft had reached an entirely new height, and the speed at which he stole permissions had increased explosively!
As one side waxed, the other waned, and the Eleven Overlords' control over "Source" was rapidly slipping away! They felt as if they were being driven out of their "home"!
"It's Yuan Thirteen! It really is him! He didn't die! He became a saint! He's seizing control of Source! Stop him! Stop him at all costs!"
Yuan Two screamed in terror. He even began burning his own Source Code, trying to forcefully break through the permission blockade.
The Eleven Overlords instantly went completely mad!
They mobilized all their computing power, even damaging their foundations and burning their source codes, trying to forcibly reclaim control of "Source" and suppress the terrifying traitor hidden in their very lifeline!
Inside "Source," the place instantly became another battlefield—more dangerous and more lethal, silent yet fiercely intense to the extreme!
A battle for the ultimate control of the Mech Spirit Federation erupted violently in the form of data streams and struggles over permissions! Its danger far exceeded the flesh-and-blood carnage outside!
The Borderless battlefield.
On the main battlefield, the vanguard of the allied forces from the White Tiger Wasteland and White Bone Wasteland had completely collapsed, with more than seventy percent dead or wounded.
The remnants fled in panic like stray dogs, but were trapped by the Primordial Myriad Worlds Array and found it difficult to escape.