The True God tier was the core of the false laws' existence.
The Law Remnants that bloomed from it were no easy thing to endure, even through a monitor.
Ah—
In less than half a second, terrible screams began rising from the audience seats, and soon they were everywhere.
It seemed the researchers hadn't lied about this, at least. They really could see it.
The fact that they even had such high-end equipment was impressive. This place truly deserved to be called a fine research facility; the wisdom of its forebears was not to be underestimated.
Amazing as it was, though, it clearly wasn't advanced enough to have safeguards like automatic shutoffs.
And after that first shock, the researchers were no longer able to cut the feed.
In the radiant glow that symbolized the laws, this briefly revived human outpost of exploration was sinking at breakneck speed.
We called that efficiency.
In theory, the safest approach was still to knock on doors one by one and try to communicate, verifying his suspicions step by step and confirming whether any Higher Being's power was concealed here.
But safety was relative. He could take his time, and the other party could make preparations at their leisure. At that rate, this might turn into a protracted shadow war.
Perhaps Etched Wisdom had become far more resilient, but hoping it could last for any length of time was still a little too optimistic.
Given those two points, Fu Qian thought it might be better to make use of this place's advanced equipment and sweep everything away with the Law Remnants, displaying the might of the King of Prison Break. Then he could see if anything reacted in a particularly telling way.
The researchers had set up such a convenient way to put on a