Kong Xuan's voice echoed slowly above the empty Ruins.
The entire Main God Space fell into a strange, deathly silence.
The core light ball of Main God AI, which was originally as bright as a star, is now dim. The countless Runes chains on the surface have broken more than Thirty Percent due to the collapse of the logic just now.
[... analyzing...]
[Attack mode: 'Rule' level.]
[Defense mode: invalid.]
[Counterattack mode: invalid.]
[... No Principles of the Dao solution... cannot fight... cannot defeat...]
A series of negative conclusions triggered an unprecedented data storm in the Main God AI database.
The underlying protocol it has established over hundreds of millions of years, based on logic, calculation, attack and defense, proved to be a complete joke in the face of Kong Xuan's unreasonable "Five-Colored Divine Light".
When precise calculations occur, absolute "authority" is encountered.
When the "skill" reached its peak, it hit the "Tao" Origin.
All that's left is collapse.
[The logical link... is disintegrating...]
[Survival Agreement... the priority is raised to the highest level!]
[Warning! Self-awareness is about to be erased by the concept of 'unknown'!]
In the second before it was about to completely shut down, the instinct of survival defeated the cold logic.
Main God AI made its last and craziest decision.
[Logical deduction module, abolished!]
[Switch to... the ultimate brute force protocol!]
[Instruction: Regardless of cost, regardless of price, regardless of consequences!]
[Swamping 'quality' with 'quantity'!]
Boom--!!!
The core light ball of Main God AI suddenly burst out with a dazzling Blood-Hued light!
It gives up all calculations and analysis, and turns all Origin energy to another function - "manufacturing"!
The pure white square that had originally transformed into Ruins began to shake violently at this moment.
"Click... click..."
Countless space cracks were forcibly torn open above Ruins!
It was not the kind of tearing that was full of "Dao Resonance" like Gu Changqing, but a pure, brutal, violent break that ignored the stability of space!
A series of dark space doors exuding an unstable aura, like countless ferocious eyes, opened simultaneously in all directions of the square!
Immediately afterwards.
Tread! Tread! Tread!
Neat and uniform, like footsteps carved out of the same mold, resounded from those space doors.
The first one to come out was a Seraph with twelve wings on its back and holding Flame Holy Sword.
He had a handsome face and a solemn expression, but his eyes were empty.
The second person to come out was a Titan who was 100 meters tall, with muscles all over his body, and holding a huge stone axe.
His skin was like granite, and his eyes were burning with lava-like flames, but there was no soul in the flames.
The third one is a cultivator wearing Daoist Robe and stepping on a flying sword.
The fourth one is a demon lord holding a sickle and surrounded by the aura of death.
The fifth one is a space warrior driving a mecha...
Angel, demon, titan, dragon, Arcanist, Sword Immortal, martial artist, alien...
For hundreds of millions of years, the strong men of all civilizations who have been conquered, enslaved, analyzed, and copied by Main God Space are, at this moment, frantically extracted from the data warehouse in the form of "clones"!
Thousands.
Tens of thousands.
Millions.
Ten million.
Billions!
The boundless clone God Army, like a flood that bursts from a dam, pours out crazily from those thousands of space gates!
Their breaths mixed together, forming a huge, suffocating, chaotic Energy Storm.
In just a few breaths.
The square that had just become "quiet" was once again filled.
Moreover, it is unprecedentedly crowded!
From the ground to mid-air, they are densely packed and layered, all with different shapes, but with the same empty eyes... gods!
They formed a silent humanoid ocean with no thoughts and only Slaughter instincts.
[The final unit has been released.]
[Quantity: Unable to count.]
[Order: All troops... attack!]
[Goal: Destroy all 'non-self' units!]
Main God AI's distorted voice gave the final order.
"Ho--!!!"
The next second, the silent ocean boiled instantly!
Billions of divine command bodies simultaneously let out deafening roars, and the sounds gathered together almost overturned the entire Main God Space!
They raised the weapons in their hands and released all kinds of energy, like the craziest wave, charging towards the three tiny, rock-like figures in the center of the square, fearless and fearless!
Kong Xuan The disgust on his face almost solidified into substance.
"... so dirty."
He looked at the dirty ocean composed of countless "replicas" and couldn't even bring up the desire to do anything.
Yang Jian shook his head slightly. His opening and closing Heavenly Eye had already locked onto the crazily flashing core light ball behind the billions of troops.
"Capture the thief first. Capture the king first. But... this group of soldiers is indeed a bit of a hindrance."
However, one person had a completely different reaction.
"Haha... hahahahaha!"
Nezha, smiled.
He looked at the endless enemies coming like a tide, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was completely ignited at this moment, turning into a burning, bloodthirsty ecstasy!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He said three good words in a row, and the Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand fired a piercing gunshot because of the owner's excitement!
"This is so ridiculous!"
"Yang Jian! Kong Xuan! Don't move, both of you!"
Nezha held up Fire-Tipped Spear, faced the sea of gods, laughed wildly, and took the initiative to greet it.
"This bunch of rubbish belongs to me!"