Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Chapter 476 Degeneracy

Edge of Star Ruins.

Gaga squatted in place, its eyes fixed on the depths of the gray fog.

Just now, the gray mist was churning, and then a gray-white pillar of light shot into the sky, followed by the appearance of terrifying chains, the sound of heaven and earth, and the descent of the will of the void.

Gaga had seen similar phenomena before, and the bonds deep within its soul were trembling wildly. It knew that Ian had succeeded.

As the last strange phenomenon dissipated, a familiar figure emerged from the gray mist.

Ian's aura had completely changed, becoming countless times stronger than Azshara's.

"Ian!" Gaga leaped and pounced into Ian's arms.

A slight smile appeared on Ian's lips, but his expression immediately darkened.

"Why did you come here? Didn't you say you'd stay home?"

Gaga immediately jumped onto his shoulder, rubbed its little head against his cheek, and rolled its eyes around.

"I'm worried about you. Just let me come with you. I've arranged everything at home, so I won't cause any problems."

Seeing Gaga's pitiful appearance, Ian couldn't bring himself to scold her.

"I'll let it go this time, but you have to be obedient from now on."

"Hmm!" Gaga's eyes lit up, and she nodded her little head repeatedly.

Ian raised his head, his gaze piercing through the void, and saw rapid fluctuations emanating from Kerrigan's soul contract.

She is still alive, but her condition does not seem to be good.

The gray-white crystal in Ian's eyes slowly accelerated its rotation, and gray-white light spread out beneath his feet, extending into the depths of the void.

Deep in the void.

Eight level-six mother hives are arranged in a ring array, their psionic resonance waves weaving a giant net that seals off Kerrigan and the Zerg swarm below Morgen.

Kerrigan's true form was badly damaged, with more than a dozen deep cracks running across her carapace, covered with twisted, dark purple patterns.

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One of the six pairs of Void Crystal Wings was also broken off, and the light of the Divine Crystal on his forehead dimmed.

Behind her were the last millions of Zerg units.

The purple hydralisks have exhausted their acid bombs and can only rely on bone blades for close-quarters combat. The number of Void Black Bees has plummeted from hundreds of thousands to less than ten thousand, and their queens have also suffered heavy losses.

The encirclement of the eight mother nests is tightening at a steady pace; they are in no hurry to annihilate them.

As long as Kerrigan cannot break through, once Zagara finishes her devouring, crushing her will be a piece of cake.

Kerrigan sliced ​​down three Corruptors that charged at her with a single strike, her will sweeping across the battlefield.

A gap was torn in the left flank defense line, and countless swift insects were pouring in through the gap. On the right flank, the Void Black Bees were attacked from both sides by more than a dozen level-five mother hives, and the space was further sealed off.

She sighed inwardly. Although her mutated insectoid combat strength far exceeded that of others of the same level, the difference in numbers was too great.

The combined forces of the fifteen mother hives were hundreds of times greater than hers, resulting in a casualty ratio of one to ten or even one to twenty. However, the difference in numbers rendered this casualty ratio meaningless.

"Mother Queen—" came the cry of a level four queen insect, "We can't hold on anymore—"

Its body had been largely corroded by the acid spewed by the Corruptor, and the twisted patterns on its carapace had spread to its core.

Kerrigan did not respond. Within the divine crystal, the reserve of faith power was less than 10%, not even enough to unleash a complete Zerg swarm storm.

She raised her head, her golden eyes piercing through the layers of encirclement, landing on the enormous dark purple cocoon deep in the void.

The diameter of the flesh cocoon has expanded to over 300,000 kilometers. Inside the cocoon, two wills are engaged in a final act of mutual devouring.

The host of the Seed of Chaos in the Abyss and one of the oldest level seven Overlords of the Void Zerg are once again locked in a fateful duel.

At this moment, Zagara, empowered by the Chaos Shards and with a preemptive strike, gained the upper hand.

But Tassadar was no pushover either; his Hive Core held firm against the twisted contamination.

Every time Zagara thought he was about to completely defeat him, the Hive Will would erupt in fierce resistance, pulling the process of devouring back to a stalemate.

Kerrigan withdrew her gaze. Just now, the contract deep within her soul had suddenly trembled, receiving a signal from Ian.

Her golden eyes suddenly lit up, and she slashed down three Corruptors that pounced on her.

The remaining power of faith was poured into the divine spark, and the crystal on his forehead burst forth with a dazzling golden light.

The next instant, the void at the edge of the battlefield silently cracked open.

A grayish-white light surged out from the crack, and wherever the light passed, the dark purple fungal carpet faded layer by layer, like a thin frost under the scorching sun.

Eight mother nests trembled simultaneously as a terrifying intruder brutally broke into the resonant network.

From the center of the light, a figure stepped out into the air.

He wore a dark gray wizard's robe, had black hair and black eyes, and a gray-white crystal slowly rotated deep within his pupils.

A majestic raven perched on his shoulder, its silver-gray eyes flashing in sync with the crystal.

Ian's self-beam swept across the battlefield, pausing for a moment on Kerrigan's wounded true form before looking at the eight level-six Mother Nests.

"Gaga, go help out on the left wing."

"Received!" With a flap of its wings, it transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the left flank of the battlefield.

The Shadow of Order spread out, its silver-gray shadows intertwining with the gray-white chaotic light, enveloping all the level 5 Mother Nests on the left wing.

Shadow Leap continued to be used, each flash appearing at a connection point of a mother hive, the silver claws piercing precisely, completely paralyzing the target's command system.

Three breaths later, the left flank's firepower suppression was reduced by 30%.

Ian took a step forward, and the Chaos Domain expanded to its full extent. A gray-white light flooded the battlefield, engulfing all eight Mother Nests.

With a slight thought, the gravity in the mother nest area was temporarily increased by a thousand times, and the flow of time was slowed down to one-tenth.

The eight psionic resonance waves instantly froze, the connecting nodes lost their response one after another, and even the abyss distortion rules were eliminated.

He spread his right hand outstretched, and hundreds of thumb-sized dots of light rose from his palm, like hundreds of miniature stars.

Then, he clenched his fist, and hundreds of light spots simultaneously stretched and shaped, transforming into hundreds of three-inch-long gray-white short spears.

The spear is as thin as a needle, and light bends at the tip, creating a visible miniature collapse.

With a wave of his right hand, Ian unleashed hundreds of greyish-white short spears, precisely targeting each of the eight Mother Nests' psionic nodes.

With a hiss, as the root of the main tentacle of the first mother nest on the left wing was pierced, the mountain-thick tentacle began to silently turn into powder.

Then came the second, the third—dozens of short spears struck simultaneously.

The entire mother nest collapsed silently, as if its skeleton had been removed, turning into a sky full of gray-white powder.

A torrential downpour of grayish-white rain poured down, and hundreds of slender, short spears crisscrossed the void, each striking a vital point of a mother hive.

As short, mournful cries rose and fell, the six massive mother nests collapsed silently.

The countless Zerg scattered around instantly lost their leader, and the ranks began to fall into chaos.

The seventh hive attempted to self-destruct, its body rapidly expanding, but Ian's rule pulses were faster.

A gray-white ripple spread from the depths of the pupil, instantly sweeping across the hive. The hive's will in the core was forcibly erased, and the half-expanded shell froze, then collapsed from the inside like a deflated balloon.

The eighth Broodmother had fled to the edge of the battlefield, with all six of its main tentacles broken off, but Kerrigan managed to drag it out.

Ian pointed his right index finger into the void, and the last short spear shot out from his fingertip, suddenly lengthening in flight and accelerating time a hundredfold.

The short spear pierced through the tail and exited through the head, leaving a straight hole in its path. The body, thousands of kilometers long, collapsed to both sides along that hole and turned into powder.

From the moment Ian entered the arena until the final collapse of the eight level-six Mother Nests, all were destroyed in less than thirty breaths.

Ian withdrew from the Chaos Domain, and the gray-white light receded back into his body like a tide, depleting nearly 10% of the energy reserves of the Jianhe Star Core.

He deliberately left the remaining Zerg to Kerrigan, who desperately needed to replenish her energy.

Kerrigan knelt on one knee on the ruins of a Broodmother, the twisted lines on her right arm spreading to her cheek.

She looked at Ian in shock, a wry smile on her face. "I'm sorry to trouble you again. This time it was my fault."

"Just remember the lesson."

Ian landed in front of her, and a wisp of grayish-white light emerged, causing the distorted patterns to fade away, disappearing along her neck and shoulders.

"What's going on now?" Ian withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the enormous cocoon of flesh in the void.

Kerrigan stood up. "Tassadar is still alive. I can sense its Hive Will, though it's very weak."

"You and Gaga gather the surrounding Zerg together and don't get close."

After Ian finished speaking, a gray-white path automatically unfolded beneath his feet, extending straight towards the fleshy cocoon.

The simplistic star core in the mind's sea is spinning wildly, to the point where it can no longer be compressed.

But he knew that this was far from enough; the gap between a seventh-level Overlord and a sixth-level Sun God was enormous.

The Level 6 Sun can be grafted with dozens of rules and the rule parameters can be redefined within the domain.

But all of this is still at the level of "using" the rules.

The seventh-level True Spirit is different; it condenses an indestructible True Spirit and leaps from using rules to replacing them.

They are no longer users of the rules, but the rules themselves.

A complete set of rules, from its underlying logic to its surface manifestation, is under the control of the true spirit's will.

Using rule-based sorcery to attack a level seven true spirit of the same kind is like using fire to burn the fire itself.

Therefore, to bridge the insurmountable gap between level six and level seven, Ian doesn't need stronger rule-based attacks, but rather a completely new way of attacking.

From his past life's knowledge, a concept surfaced in his consciousness: the Chandrasekhar limit.

The most crucial physical property of white dwarfs is "degeneracy pressure," where electron degeneracy pressure resists gravitational collapse.

The Chandrasekhar limit is the upper limit of the mass of a white dwarf; beyond this limit, it will continue to collapse into a neutron star or a black hole.

After his breakthrough, Ian's core principle is chaotic balance, and his true form is a simplified version of a star core.

He can utilize the physical properties of "degenerate state" and combine them with the chaos rules' control over order and chaos to attack the seventh-level true spirit's characteristic of "perfect control of rules".

In this way, when he uses this "rule simplification state" as an attack method, he can forcibly pull the rules controlled by the enemy into this undifferentiated simplification state.

Within this domain, the control over the rules is temporarily rendered ineffective, compressed into an indistinguishable primitive state.

This is precisely what allows a Level 7 being to perfectly control the rules.

The ascended Undying Soul can then manipulate the Simplified Star Core, pushing it to a critical state.