Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Time on the battle board is stretched and distorted in the intense and ever-changing game.

The concept of "time" in the heavens loses its meaning here.

What may be a fleeting moment in the outside world has already witnessed countless clashes of rules, struggles for territory, and shifts in power on the battlefield.

Amidst this seemingly chaotic battle, a tacit understanding, born of real-world predicaments and forced upon us, is quietly taking shape.

First are the Star Forgers.

His "iron cage" is becoming increasingly inadequate in the face of the Ember Beast King's all-pervasive "Extinction".

Each time he resists the encroachment of the desolate domain, he needs to expend enormous energy and mental effort to "forge" new laws to reinforce the domain.

This is not a long-term solution.

"Damn mindless beasts..." The pages of the metal codex flipped rapidly, his cold will sweeping across the entire battlefield. He needed to break the deadlock.

At almost the same moment, the Mist God also felt the pressure.

The adaptability of the swarm of phages far exceeded expectations.

The pheromones secreted by those "rule-based antibody hives," while unable to completely dispel the fog, are gradually stabilizing local areas and establishing "Zerg fortresses" undisturbed by the fog.

Once these fortresses are connected, the Mist God's advantage in distorting the laws will be greatly weakened.

It requires stronger attack power to destroy the core nodes of the swarm in one go.

Two unrelated deities, driven by their own predicaments, almost simultaneously turned their gazes toward each other.

It wasn't hostility, but rather a form of scrutiny.

After a moment of silence.

A brief but pragmatic deal was struck silently.

There is no trust, only pure self-interest based on the current battlefield situation.

The battle situation changed drastically in the next moment.

The magnificent mist that had originally covered a large area suddenly began to shrink and condense, transforming into several colorful mist ribbons that, like chains, coiled around the deathly domain of the Ember Beast King.

The moment the fog comes into contact with the deathly silence, it is not a head-on annihilation, but a strange "dilution".

The dead silence, which extinguishes the rules of all things, becomes dispersed and difficult to concentrate under the permeation of the mist.

The Beast King of Ashes attempted to concentrate its power to impact the Iron Cage of the Star Forger, but discovered that the power of death was being directed by the mist to different dimensions of space and time, greatly reducing its effectiveness.

"Roar—!" The King of Extinction roared silently, its massive body turning towards the Mist God, and the Deathly Domain surged towards the mist belts like a tide.

At the same time that it was restrained by the Mist God, the pressure on the Star Forger was greatly reduced.

He focused all his strength on one point without hesitation.

"The Law of Singularity Forging!"

The metal codex unfolded with a roar, and countless runes surged forth, intertwining and collapsing in the void, ultimately creating three miniature but extremely powerful "singularities" at the forefront of the expanding swarm of Devouring Insects.

These three singularities are not black holes, but rather "rule anchors" formed when the laws are strengthened to the limit.

They exude a terrifying gravitational pull, not only devouring matter but also beginning to distort and solidify the surrounding regular structure, forming regions with considerable radii.

The rapidly expanding swarm of insects unexpectedly crashed into these three areas.

Instantly, the infection ability, the very rule upon which the swarm depends for survival, became ineffective.

Within these three regions, only the physical laws defined by the Star Forgers can exist.

The regular units of the swarm are like insects that have fallen into amber, instantly solidified and sealed.

Even more terrifying, a kind of resonance occurred between the three singularities, causing large numbers of Zerg units to disintegrate and turn into the most basic fragments of information.

"Hiss—!" The Mother Nest consciousness emitted a sharp, painful fluctuation.

The three main nests were instantly and severely damaged, halting the expansion of the insect swarm.

The Mist God seized the opportunity to launch an attack.

The few strands of mist that had been binding the Ember Beast King suddenly dispersed, transforming back into a vast expanse of mist that surged into the insect swarm region, which had been created by the singularity's attack and now possessed a vacuum of rules.

This time, the mist contained not only distorted laws, but also highly condensed fragments of physical rules temporarily "borrowed" from the Star Forgers.

Where the fog passed, the solidified Zerg units, along with the rule nodes they parasitized, were ignited, burned, and reduced to nothingness.

The swarm suffered its worst losses since the start of the war.

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Almost at the same time that the Star Forger and the Mist God reached a deal, another form of "exchange" was taking place on the other side of the battle platform.

The law of causality makes the gears turn more and more difficult.

The "logic optimization" capabilities of the Wisdom Disaster are terrifying.

It not only became immune to most of the causal weaving, but even began to erode the causal law itself, thus undermining its logical structure.

If this continues, the core gears of causality may be completely "optimized" into part of the logic system of the intelligent calamity, losing their own identity.

It must break this one-sided, logical crushing.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the Wizard Emperor Mosayus was leisurely tormenting the Sun God.

But while he was harassing the enemy, he kept a close watch on the overall situation out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, he noticed the predicament of the causal law and also saw the cold, efficient, and threatening torrent of data from the catastrophe of wisdom.

Mosayus disliked things that were incomprehensible or uncontrollable.

The disaster of wisdom is clearly this kind of "thing".

Moreover, its pure logic subtly restrains Mosayus's sorcery system, which excels in emotions, desires, and the soul.

An idea arose in his mind.

Almost at the same moment that the Star Forger initiated the Singularity Forging, Mosayus's figure suddenly disappeared from the edge of the Sun's sacred oasis.

The next instant, he appeared on the flank of the battlefield between the Law of Causality and the Calamity of Wisdom.

With his red hair flying wildly and a sinister smile on his face, Mosayus raised his hand and gently tapped the data torrent of the Wisdom Calamity.

There was no earth-shattering magical light.

Only a faint, almost imperceptible whisper of the soul, mixed with the despair, fear, madness, and curses of countless civilizations destroyed, silently pierced the cold data stream of the Cataclysm of Intelligence, like an invisible poisonous stinger.

For the first time, the deluge of data, a disaster of intelligence, showed a noticeable stagnation.

Those purely logical operations were suddenly forced to be filled with a large amount of chaotic, contradictory, and irrational "noise information".

Despair overwhelmed the threshold of logic, madness interfered with the optimization process, and whispered curses polluted the purity of the data.

The core algorithm of the "Intelligence Disaster" exists to process ordered information and optimize logical structures.

It lacks an efficient mechanism to deal with this kind of chaotic soul pollution that directly affects the essence of information.

The data deluge began to become chaotic, the self-optimization process was interrupted, and some logical chains even malfunctioned because they could not handle contradictory information.

The law of cause and effect reduces stress drastically.

It immediately seized the opportunity, and the gears reversed wildly, forcibly stripping and breaking the "optimized causal chain" that had been reverse-implanted by the intellectual disaster.

At the same time, it conveyed a brief message to Mosayus.

"Wizard, hold it off for a moment, I need to reorganize the causal network."

"With pleasure." Mosayaus chuckled, and more whispers of souls and curses surged toward the Calamity of Wisdom like a tidal wave.

Mosayas didn't expect to severely damage this logic monster, but it would be enough to temporarily throw it into chaos and prevent it from interfering with the reorganization of causality.

While the catastrophe of wisdom was being restrained by Mossayus, the gears of causality were being turned at high speed, and countless new causal threads began to be woven.

But this time, its target is not a catastrophe of intelligence, but rather—

The Ember Beast King, currently locked in battle with the Mist God, and the Devouring Mother Nest, which has just suffered heavy damage and is attempting to rebuild its swarm.

The law of causality dictates that we should create some "trouble" for these two troublesome opponents all at once.

The situation on the battlefield began to evolve rapidly due to this forced "exchange of opponents" and brief cooperation.

The insect swarm was damaged, and its expansion stalled.

The Beast King of Extinction was restrained by the God of Mist and was also secretly manipulated by the Law of Causality to create unfavorable causal relationships.

The Wisdom Disaster encountered its first non-logical attack, plunging into a brief period of chaos.

The Star Forger gained a breather and began to repair and strengthen his own domain.

The Mist God used his power to restrain the Beast King, but also severely damaged the Zerg Swarm with the help of the Star Forgers, and began to consolidate the newly occupied rule nodes.

The law of causality enabled them to escape the crisis and begin secretly making arrangements.

Mosayus successfully thwarted the potential threat and made the causal law envoy owe him a favor, while his efficiency in plundering fragments of scattered battlefield rules remained undiminished.

The Sun God, the weakest of the newly ascended deities, finally gained a precious respite after Mosayus temporarily left.

It did its best to purify the curse in the oasis and repair the rules. Although weak, it managed to barely gain a foothold.

Looking at the two figures in the center of the battlefield that made its heart tremble, and then at the chaotic and dangerous battle situation around it, a trace of determination shone through its light.

It began to shrink the rules of the oasis inward, becoming more cohesive and robust, seeking not expansion but only survival in the coming storms.

The battles on the chessboard become even more unpredictable and intense because of these variables.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests and survival.

Against the backdrop of this chaotic battlefield on the periphery, the seemingly still yet extremely dangerous confrontation between Lokunlun and Misna in the center of the battleground appears all the more unfathomable.

At this very moment, in the center of the battleground.

The standoff between Lokunlun and Mis reached a new stage.

Mies's ordinal tree has been lit up to ω_ω (Aleph-zero to the power of Aleph-zero).

It was an infinite hierarchy that was difficult to describe intuitively in standard set theory, but under the blessing of the divine order, it transformed into a substantial pressure of rules, like the weight of the entire countable infinite universe pressing down on Lokunlun.

But the upside-down tree in Lokunlun did not collapse.

That self-referential "reflexive cardinality λ" node, like a bizarre black hole, constantly absorbs pressure from ω_ω, using it as fuel to grow more inverted branches—ω_(-ω), ω_(-ω_ω)...

These symbols, which are meaningless in Standard Theory, actually produce a certain rule effect under Lokunlun's "new axiomatic assumptions".

"Damn it, I can't get this right..."

At this moment, Mis felt a surge of anxiety.

It wasn't just the pressure from Luo Kunlun that made him feel this way, but also his anxiety about the progenitor.