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[A miniature cosmic singularity (unformed) has been detected. Current fusion progress: 41%]

[Warning: Spacetime is highly distorted around the singularity; any contact may result in unpredictable backlash.]

Ian forcibly shifted his gaze from the singularity to the surrounding ring-shaped barrier.

Dark purple and pure black no longer tear each other apart here.

They are like two giant, intertwined serpents, slowly rotating, weaving, and permeating around the singularity.

With each rotation, the boundary between the two colors becomes a little more blurred, and with each intersection, the "gray" of the singularity becomes a little more intense.

The integration process is progressing at a visible rate.

"We've finally arrived," Ian said softly.

Kerrigan stood in front of him, her eyes fixed on the gray singularity.

Her hive will trembled slightly, and the fragments of the true spirit of Bervis within her body were resonating weakly with the hive will in the singularity.

"Master..." her voice trailed off, "I can...hear...her cries of anguish!"

"Pierre Vez?"

"Yes...she's...struggling..." Kerrigan's eyes flickered with intense golden light. "She seems to be failing...being devoured...she's...resisting..."

Ian looked at the gray singularity. The fusion progress on the panel had jumped to 42%.

Pierre is still resisting, but her resistance is weakening.

Once the resistance disappears, the fusion process will accelerate to 50%, at which point the miniature cosmic singularity will be formally formed, and Piervis and the will of the abyss will enter into an irreversible fusion.

Regardless of who ultimately devours whom, the one that emerges from the singularity will be a terrifying being possessing both the Zerg hive consciousness and the corruption of the abyss.

The primordial will of the abyss is using all of its "fate-shrouding" abilities to conceal the existence of this singularity.

Everything that happens in the outside world is part of its plan; the real key lies here.

"Kerrigan." At this crucial moment, Ian's voice became increasingly calm.

Current lock strength: 99.5%. Remaining distance to full lock: 0.5%.

One hundred and eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-seven times.

Ian's mind was filled with images of his late-night meditations and battles with the Abyss, flashing through his mind like a revolving lantern.

He wasn't trying to take advantage of people.

He was telling the will of the abyss time and time again: I am here.

Those victories he was so proud of, those moments when he suppressed chaos with order, were all coordinates locked onto him by the primal will of the abyss.

On the screen, the blood-red text continued to appear.

[Warning: If the miniature cosmic singularity takes shape (fusion progress ≥ 50%), the host's soul particle will be automatically drawn to the fusion core due to its "order-chaos" mirror symmetry characteristic.]

The host will become a natural catalyst for the fusion of singularities.

Ian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave; if the rules of order intervened…

Currently, both parties involved in the fusion are of the "chaotic" attribute, lacking rules on the order side as a balancing point. The fusion will remain at the level of "double chaos superposition" and will not be able to form a complete rule loop.

If he is inhaled, order and chaos will form a complete closed loop of rules.

The product of the fusion will possess a complete rule structure that combines both order and chaos.

At this moment, a line of scarlet text appeared:

The theoretical upper limit of this product will exceed level nine.

[Definition: The "Lord of the Universe" in ancient legends, a transcendent being who transcends dimensional barriers]

Breakthrough to level nine.

Ian stared intently at those four words.

He is currently only at the fifth level, Radiant Moon. The sixth level, Bright Sun, is the condensation of an indestructible soul, and the seventh level, True Spirit, is the complete fusion of soul particles and rules.

The eighth-level overlord begins to imprint its own rules in the void, becoming the "source" of a certain concept.