A small "Defiant Code Zone" that tried to retain its own operating logic was forcibly pierced by several stronger logic cables, overwritten, and ultimately rendered indistinguishable from its surroundings.
Everything here was evolving toward an absolutely uniform "perfect state." Any "difference" was an "error" to be dealt with.
Yet the fire in Lin Ye's heart burned ever fiercer.
Right here... I have to tear an opening right here.
The closer they came to the "high-density logic zone," the more "orderly" their surroundings became-and the more "uncanny."
Regular rises and depressions appeared across the Pure White Axiom Substrate, forming geometric patterns with an impersonal beauty. The information streams coursing through the air arranged themselves into neat formations, like soldiers under inspection, flowing silently and efficiently.
The pressure of assimilation rose exponentially. The "rust" on Radiant Stilllight's armor spread faster, forcing him to expend order power constantly on repairs. His face grew pale.
Harmonic Leaping Note's tuning fork vibrated at high frequency, striving to "smooth out" the squad's existence harmonics and blend them into the cold, regular background fluctuations. Tiny particles of conceptual light seeped from their forehead.
Even Myriad Faces and Forms' mimicry grew difficult. The logic structure here was too rigorous and distinctive, causing the computational power needed to imitate it to soar. Ripples like those on water occasionally passed over their gray-robed figure-a sign that the mimicry was becoming unstable.
Only Lin Ye remained steady under the Prototype's protection. At its center, the chaos star vortex slowly rotated, silently absorbing and transforming the assimilating force that tried to seep in, making it part of the Prototype's all-embracing foundations. It seemed like a bottomless vortex: the harder the cold order pressed down, the more fiercely "vitality" and "possibility" surged within it.
"The target area is just ahead," Order's Dawn reported.