High above the heavens, Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering gently in the energy storm, like an immortal banished from the celestial realm.
The bloody slaughter below and the deaths of hundreds of millions seemed to have nothing to do with him.
A cold smile that controlled everything curled at the corners of his lips.
Yet his divine sense had long since crossed endless spacetime and descended into the vast, complicated core of the "Origin" within the Mechanical Spirit Federation.
The battle there was equally fierce—perhaps even more perilous and crucial!
Deep within the "Origin" of the Mechanical Spirit Federation.
This was a silent yet incomparably brutal data war!
Origin Thirteen's mechanical consciousness was like a completely awakened mechanical deity—cold and boundless.
It carried absolute divine might, permeating every data node and every inch of virtual space within the "Origin."
Control level: 61%... 62%... 63%...!
The Infinite Evolution Core had fused perfectly with him, while the Great Dao of Theft transformed into countless invisible, intangible data tentacles.
At an efficiency billions of times faster than light, they frantically assimilated everything and seized the highest control authority over the "Origin."
The progress bar jumped so quickly it was suffocating! Almost every second, authority shifted at breakneck speed!
"No! Stop him! Stop him now! Deploy the highest-sequence logic bombs!"
Origin One's will let out a sharp, ear-piercing electronic roar, filled with unprecedented panic and disbelief.
It mobilized all its remaining authority and computing power, frantically constructing one indestructible data barrier after another and unleashing waves of logic-virus assaults capable of annihilating ordinary intelligent life in an instant.
It even began burning its own core source code, trying to slow Origin Thirteen's terrifying rate of corrosion.
The other ten Mechanical Overlords were equally frenzied. Their combined