When faced with the Iron Tomb's assault, Bai Heng still had one final option.
He could reclaim 20% of the Dark Domain's permissions from the deceased and use the data space under his complete control to hack into the network where the battle was taking place.
Then, he would guide the vast amount of information within the Dark Domain into this network.
A network space of its current scale naturally could not bear or process the Dark Domain's volume of information.
There would be only one result: paralysis—the paralysis of the entire network.
That also meant Bai Heng's clash with the Iron Tomb would be forcibly brought to an end.
For a short period, the Iron Tomb's offensive would be blocked before this paralyzed network region, unable to successfully hack into the Luofu's internal network hub.
It was equivalent to Bai Heng creating a forbidden zone, one no hacker could breach or set foot in.
The price was that the Dark Domain itself would also fall into paralysis for a short time and could not be reactivated.
That was precisely why Bai Heng regarded this plan as his final trump card.
But before he could use it, something unexpected happened.
The figure in the mist was somewhat blurred, but the girl's voice was exceptionally clear.
"Brownie..."
Bai Heng's expression was complicated. He had not expected their reunion to mirror that of five years ago so closely.
Five years ago, he had stood atop a skyscraper in Neon City, facing the joint siege of the Punklorde Network Corporation and various other forces.
And five years later, he was facing the silence of the Lord of Destruction, the Iron Tomb.
And every time, she appeared when he was in such a miserable state...
"It's been many years since anyone called me