That sword strike easily pierced the defenses Silver Fantasy had set up.
It was matter conjured from nothing.
And energy conjured from nothing.
That was what made rules so terrifying. A controller of rules could fundamentally change everything you knew about the world, turning so many things you considered impossible into something perfectly natural.
Shhk-
Lynn's sword tip swept across her chest, leaving a mark on her mechanical body.
Silver Fantasy's pupils abruptly contracted, countless digital currents flashing through her eyes. Her body instantly atomized, becoming innumerable tiny mechanical units that pulled away from Lynn.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-
In the distance.
Densely packed war machines took shape as though aided by divine intervention.
They had not appeared from nothing. This was mechanical manufacturing ability at almost its absolute pinnacle. Countless pieces of atomic machinery worked at the molecular level, rapidly completing macroscopic structures at an unimaginable speed and scale.
Enormous gunships emerged, along with unimaginably dense swarms of micromolecular bombs-extinction-class weapons capable of directly breaking down and disintegrating flesh lifeforms.
This had almost become a true technological war.
And if the space here had not been so cramped.
If this had been the outside world, or the boundless depths of space, her unparalleled manufacturing ability would have confronted you with a vast, interstellar mechanical battle fleet.
Powerful!
Truly unimaginable potential for warfare!
Whether in single combat or large-scale warfare among the stars, the current Machine Intelligence Queen was absolutely in her element.
"Good!"
"Then I'll show you just how insignificant mortal control over matter is in the face of rules!"
Lynn sharply raised his head.
He no longer held back.
Surging firstborn power swirled around him like a storm, and wheels of rules appeared around him one after another.
This time, however, he did not choose to create matter and