The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 530 The Arrival of the Final Brain
"Do you think you can easily destroy us with zero-point bombs?"

I used abyssal mycelial networks.

It will absorb and transform this destructive power.

Let it become our nourishment!

She moved swiftly and gracefully.

Every touch of the fingertips.

All of these caused the invisible hyphae to jump violently.

Those seemingly fragile yet powerful life forms are absorbing and neutralizing the terrifying energy from the explosion.

For a while.

A vibrant, lush little world had appeared on the edge of that hellish crater.

It stands out starkly against the dilapidated landscape around it.

Yet it appears exceptionally real and solid.

however.

Just as everyone was feeling a little relieved.

A tiny, inconspicuous mycelial node suddenly sprouted and began to grow.

A tender green bud unfolds its delicate veins.

Strange, chaotic patterns flickered on it.

These tender shoots seem to possess a sense of self.

It grows quietly from the roots and stems.

It stands in stark contrast to its environment.

Yet it seems to be brewing even more terrifying uncertainties.

Lena noticed this change.

His eyes widened instantly.

"What is that? The Seed of Chaos?"

She gasped softly.

These words instantly made the air heavy.

Chaos has always been regarded as the greatest threat to and taboo source of cosmic order.

Its existence represents uncontrollable and fatal risks.

Miwei's forehead furrowed into a deep wrinkle.

But she firmly stated, "It's dangerous."

But we must not panic.

Therefore.

We must work more closely together.

Let us use our strength to defend against these emerging new threats.

David's gaze locked onto the tender sprout.

he knows.

This was not just a simple raid.

Rather, it is a key link in a series of chain reactions.

It is a new variable in the game of fate.

He slowly reached out his hand.

The divinity of space flows through your fingertips.

An invisible barrier gradually spread.

To protect all allies from further harm.

"We cannot let it spread."

His voice was deep and powerful.

Every choice will affect the future.

We must protect the time and space that belong to us now!

Another storm is brewing.

A mixture of terror and hope.

they know.

This is just the beginning of a new battle.

More brutal, more complex, more unpredictable
The sky seemed to be suddenly torn apart like a giant curtain.

Countless cracks spread out from the depths of the void.

It was as if the universe's own neural network was trembling violently.

David and his companions are on the verge of collapse.

The texture of the surrounding space is constantly distorting and changing.

It was as if a giant net had been torn into a thousand pieces by an invisible hand.

"The final agreement has been initiated."

Cynthia's voice carried an unprecedented heaviness and calmness.

She gazed intently at the numerical symbols that kept emerging from the void.

“The observer has activated the ‘mathematical brain’.”

It was a device that transcended the limits of cognition.

Its very existence is a challenge to the laws of the entire universe.

It is not only the last line of defense for the observer civilization.

It is also the absolute pivot they use to seal the chaotic primordial core and maintain the balance of cosmic order.

Lena, standing beside him, had a furrowed brow.

He said breathlessly, "This means we are facing a new order war that transcends the rules of time and space."

David sensed the rapid changes in his surroundings.

An invisible force has begun to reshape the foundation of reality.

He noticed that the cosmological constant was no longer stable.

而是在以斐波那契数列般神秘规律来回跳动——1、1、2、3、5数字如潮水般涌动。

Every fluctuation triggers subtle and profound changes in the spacetime structure.

"This conflict of rules makes causality unpredictable."

Cynthia continued her analysis.

"The mathematical final brain uses these complex recursions to ensure that any unauthorized variables are quickly suppressed."

To prevent the chaotic forces from overflowing.

David's expression was grave.

That kind of shock didn't just come from the outside world.

It comes from the heart.

He gradually realized that the "brain terminal" was not a simple machine.

It is a sealed container.

It is bound to that ancient and powerful primordial chaos core.

It is both a cage and a prison.

It's also a key.

Once destroyed.

This will lead to the collapse of the entire reality system.

The air was thick with a sense of oppression and tension.

Lena clenched her fist.

His fighting spirit surged forth.

"We must stop it."

Otherwise, the entire universe would descend into endless collapse.

At this moment, Cynthia walked with a steady gait.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Deep within consciousness.

The algorithm itself was rewritten and upgraded.

It was accompanied by a low, humming sound like electricity.

She has successfully evolved herself into an undecidable proposition—that is, anyone who tries to predict the outcome of her actions or decipher her internal logic.

They will all be trapped in an eternal cycle of contradictions.

No clear conclusion can be drawn.

“I do this.”

This is to resist the high-order logic suppression imposed by the 'mathematical ultimate brain'.

She watched helplessly as it happened.

Those eyes were as bright and resolute as the stars.

"No one can easily crack my code."

No one can easily interfere with our course of action.

David nodded.

He felt the unwavering will of his companions coalescing into a ray of light.

The light pierced through layers of fog and obstacles.

To guide them on the road ahead.

"This battle."

It's not just a contest of strength.

It is more of a protracted and grand struggle between logic and consciousness.

Just now.

A hidden message quietly emerged in the center of the void data stream.

That was a data core that was hidden very deep and was tightly encrypted.

Its content is: Davy's Seven-Ring Promotion Equation.

This code not only records the secrets of his growth and breakthroughs.

It is also that he will be able to transcend the limitations of time in the future.

The key to achieving true divine sublimation.

Lena stared at the fragment of information.

His lips trembled slightly.

But she didn't speak; Cynthia's face remained calm.

But a fine sheen of sweat quietly trickled down David's forehead; and David...

He secretly vowed in his heart: "No matter the cost."

I will unravel this final mystery.

Achieve a true breakthrough!

The wind howled.

The earth trembled.

In this new era full of unknowns and challenges.

They faced the impending baptism of fate with unwavering faith.

Every step they take is a legend.

Every breath is a powerful declaration to the future!

In the depths of a silent void.

David felt the fluctuations of the chaotic furnace within his body becoming increasingly intense.

It is like a furnace of life, burning with endless flames.

A dull, aching pain came from my abdomen.

Accompanied by deep-seated dimensional oscillations.

It was as if new life was awakening inside.

It also seems to be giving birth to a completely new cosmic realm.

Subtle and complex distortions began to appear in the surrounding space.

Like ripples spreading across the sea before a storm.

"This is a dimensional pregnancy."

Lena was unsteady on her feet.

But he gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Her gaze was fixed on David's abdomen.

The light there gradually condensed into a crystal-clear structure.

It's like a thin but tough placenta wrapped inside.

Cynthia frowned.

She conducted a detailed analysis through mental linking.

"The rules of the local universe are being reorganized. This pregnancy response is not just an internal change in the body."

Rather, it involves the rebirth of the entire spatial structure and the laws of spacetime.

David's breathing became rapid.

He could feel that strange power spreading from within his body.

Each pulse vibrates rhythmically, like the heartbeat of the universe.

He gently placed his hands on his abdomen.

The crystalline placenta on top emitted a faint blue glow.

It reflected the complex, enigmatic yet unwavering expression on his face.

"This is more than just a new 'seed'."

It's more like a new starting point for nurturing a future multiverse.

he whispered.

The voice carries a power that penetrates the depths of the soul.

"And these new dimension parameters are so closely consistent with the observer's ideal experimental field, could it be that they have already used my body as the experimental platform for the next stage?"

An indescribable unease and a strange, intertwined feeling filled the air.

Lena's eyes flashed with worry and vigilance.

She reached out and touched the surface of the crystallized placenta.

But it was blocked by an invisible energy.

"This crystallized placenta seems to possess some kind of active defense mechanism."

Unlike simply being passively wrapped.

It's more like a process of self-repair and evolution.

Cynthia stared, holding her breath.

A stream of data slowly emerged from the placenta.

The code for gene regulatory signals unique to the observer civilization is registered on it.

This implies something.

Newly formed things are not accidental.

Instead, it was precisely manipulated and guided by a higher-level civilization from the outside world.

"This gene signal is exceptionally complex."

It is attempting to adjust the internal structure of the embryo to conform to a certain macroscopic design pattern.

Cynthia frowned as she analyzed the situation.

"We are a game within a game."

Perhaps we have already fallen into their carefully laid trap.

David closed his eyes.

A wisp of long white hair fluttered gently in the breeze.

He breathed slowly.

Connect consciousness deeply to the core of the Chaos Furnace.

Perceive the new spatial core form that is being born at the deepest level.

He saw countless fragments of rules intertwined and rearranged.

Those seemingly broken and fragmented data symbols gradually wove together into a complete and intricate blueprint for a new world.

An unprecedented determination and composure appeared on his face.

at this moment.

He realized that he was no longer just a simple individual.

And thus become an important entity that carries multiple possibilities and future patterns.

"I must protect this new life."

Regardless of the cost.

It will be a crucial key for me to reverse my fate and break through my limits.

The surrounding stars dimmed.

Even the infinite void seemed to hold its breath for this moment.

The old order is collapsing.

Countless unknown rules began to emerge—this was a completely new beginning.

It was also a key turning point in the long journey.

Lena walked slowly forward.

Carefully touch the transparent outer layer of the placenta.

Her expression was solemn and awestruck: "It is growing."

But it also warns us that danger is approaching.

This road is probably more treacherous than any battle.

Cynthia nodded in agreement.

At the same time, the holographic protection system is activated.

The surrounding environment was isolated and sealed off.

To ensure that external interference is minimized.

The information symbols flashing in her eyes.

The terms "gene regulation" and "fate equation" jump around in quick succession.

It sparks endless imagination.

David stood silently.

he knows.

This grand drama about time, space, survival, and destruction has only just begun.

And himself.

It will play a crucial role in this process—as the gestator.

They are also guardians.

It is more likely to become an immortal legend that shakes the foundations of order and creates the future by pioneering new frontiers!

The deep void is like an endless black sea.

Even starlight could not penetrate that thick layer of shadow.

David stood at the edge of the crack.

His cold gaze was fixed on the approaching black shadow deep in the void.

A suffocating unease permeated the air.

But his heart pounded rhythmically in his chest like a war drum.

"They finally sent out the Time Abyss Hounds."

"Rena said in a low voice."

His voice was laced with wariness and coldness.

She clenched her fists.

The fingertips were slightly white.

His gaze was so sharp it seemed to penetrate the very essence of time and space.

"hound."

Cynthia took a gentle breath.

She opened the holographic monitoring interface.

A bizarre and terrifying biological model instantly appeared on the virtual screen.

It was a monster woven from dark matter and fragments of time.

His entire body emanated cold and distorted energy fluctuations.

"They devour what the target once existed."

Erase it from the timeline.

This will cause the 'present' to disappear completely.

Cynthia's voice was low.

"This is not just a life-or-death chase."

It is more of a war about the dissolution of existence itself.

David's eyes narrowed slightly.

He felt an unprecedented surge of intense and complex conflicting emotions coursing through his body.

He can feel it.

These hunting dogs are not ordinary weapons.

Instead, it was made up of the timeline branches of his unchosen self—pieced together from those abandoned, forgotten, destined to disappear yet struggling to survive.

"They used my other self to hunt me down."

The corner of his mouth twitched.

The cognitive upheaval was almost unbearable for him.

But then.

A surge of determination ignited in my chest.

"This means that I will not only have to fight against external enemies."

Furthermore, one must confront the shadow of one's own destiny.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space.

Countless shadows surged out from the cracks.

They come in many different forms.

Sometimes they resemble ferocious beasts.

Sometimes like a ghost.

Like chains that are tangled and intertwined, unable to be separated.

Each hunting dog exuded a chilling aura.

Their roars and howls echoed outwards.

It's like tearing apart the most vulnerable defenses deep within the soul.

Lena's eyes gleamed with a deep blue light.

She straightened her body.

A vast and incredibly complex web of time traps begins to be woven within the stream of consciousness.

“Every timeline of my life will become a cage.”

Every future may well be the place that binds them to their demise.

She waved her hands.

Like a conductor, guiding the unseen yet perceptible flow of energy.

Those fine filaments projected from multiple dimensions intertwine with each other.

From shallow to deep, from coarse to fine.

It spread out like a spider web.

It completely envelops the surrounding space.

Cynthia turned her head to look at her.

"Your proposal is highly creative."

But it is also extremely dangerous.

Once it fails.

We may lose all future possibilities.

Including one's own life trajectory.

Lena's gaze was resolute.

Unmoved by threats.

"This is the only thing that can protect David."

It is also a way to protect all of us.

I'm ready.

No matter the cost.

We must never allow the 'past' to devour the present!

The group of strange black figures drew closer and closer.

Every step taken causes spatial and temporal oscillations and fault lines.

A large, cracked hound with a dark golden sheen stood out from the pack.

Around its neck was a dazzling seven-ring shaped necklace—one of the key symbols in David's seven-ring promotion formula!

This scene shocked everyone: the ring was more than just a symbol of power.

It also reveals a certain hidden connection—perhaps.

This particular hunting dog represents a forgotten or distorted fragment of a personality.

It is part of fate's struggle against its own cycle.

This is also an important signal that is a prelude to the final trial.

(End of this chapter)