Myriad Faces and Forms' billions of mirror doubles hovered behind the curtain of light, every mirror aimed precisely at the Rift. Harmonic Leaping Note's Thirty-Threefold Harmonics covered the entire battlefield, linking every civilization's defenses seamlessly under her coordination.
The Herald's voice rang out, still calm. "You think these things can stop the Zeroers?"
Harmonic Leaping Note did not answer. She pushed the frequency of her Thirty-Threefold Harmonics to its limit, then uttered one word:
"Come."
The battle erupted the moment the Herald raised his hand.
"Negation." The Herald pointed at the Prismglass Civilization's defensive web of colors. An invisible blast of negation struck the center of the light curtain, and the colors there instantly faded-not erased, but never defined in the first place. A blank patch appeared among the 69,997 colors, like an eye socket with its eyeball gouged out.
But the Prismglass Civilization did not retreat. The remaining colors immediately rearranged themselves, surrounding and isolating the blank patch before filling it with new colors. Every color fought negation in its own way-not through a head-on clash, but through constant change. Negation needed a definite target, but the colors flowed, merged, and split, keeping the Herald's negation half a beat behind.
Myriad Faces and Forms' mirror doubles activated simultaneously. The Herald's second blast of negation was refracted and deflected by billions of mirrors, scattered into countless weak rays of negation that dispersed into the Void without striking a single target.
Harmonic Leaping Note's harmonics threaded through the battlefield, linking every civilization's defenses into a vast network. When one civilization came under attack, three neighboring civilizations immediately filled the gap; when a defensive node collapsed, the harmonics immediately redistributed resources.
But the Herald's power far exceeded their expectations.
He was not fighting alone. The hundreds of Negation Constructs behind him unleashed