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Celasserbes said she was a "living beacon."
They said they were "analyzing" her.
This means that at this very moment, countless streams of data are flowing through her soul.
Read her, analyze her, copy her.
This is a cage.
But it's also a pipeline!
A pipe that can directly connect to the EXE Empire core system!
Maria closed her eyes and focused all her will.
Instead of fighting against the soul-wrenching pain, she actively sought to perceive the data flowing through her body.
They are cold, precise, and imbued with an unquestionable systemic logic.
She wanted to implant something of her own into this torrent of data.
One disease is equivalent to 0.3% of the virus.
A bug.
A piece of code... that shouldn't exist in this mechanical world, code belonging to "life".
This is very dangerous.
Once the EXE's main system detects the anomaly, this "file" will be immediately identified as a "harmful program".
What awaits her is an instantaneous and complete "formatting".
It won't even leave a trace of its existence.
But she didn't care anymore.
Her will transformed into the sharpest dagger, frantically searching within the incalculable stream of data for a tiny, negligible gap that could be rewritten.
found it!
Just a moment before a data packet reporting the "target's soul analysis progress" left her body.
Maria used up her last bit of strength.
She forcibly encoded the oldest elven rune, representing "life" and "resistance," with her own soul, and then shoved it in!
Om-!
Her soul trembled violently and became even thinner.
The forcibly implanted rune, brimming with life, flickered for less than a ten-thousandth of a second in the cold data stream.
Then, along with that data packet, it disappeared into the depths of the data deluge.
Succeeded?
Or did it fail?
she does not know.
All she knew was that she had fired her first arrow.
Chapter 324 The Three Evil Gods Mobilize a Large Force
Just as Maria forcefully shoved her last hope, the elven rune that carried life and the will to resist, into the torrent of data.
Time stood still.
No, it's not solidification. It's reverse flow.
The data packet, which had just left her body and carried her "personal agenda," returned to her soul in a way that defied the law of causality. The implanted runes were stripped away intact.
The entire process was silent and stealthy, yet it carried an absolute power of control that could suffocate even the gods.
Maria's consciousness went blank for a brief moment.
Failed? Discovered?
No. It's worse than that. It's a... higher level of interference.
Just as she was in despair, thinking she was about to be "formatted," a calm, even slightly lazy, male voice resounded directly in the deepest part of her soul.
"You're courting death, Holy Mary."
This voice, without any data link or magical medium, was like the most fundamental instruction at the system's core, directly written into her core.
Mary's soul trembled violently.
"You are...that man?"
The man in the picture who deflected the world-ending attack with a cartoon cat U-tube.
"My name is Zhou Ye, and I'm Helena's man." Zhou Ye's voice was devoid of emotion, but every word was crystal clear.
"What you just did was like throwing a block of ice into a pot of boiling oil. It made a lot of noise, but it didn't change anything except that you fried yourself to pieces."
He paused, seemingly giving her time to process it.
“Those three siblings, or rather their main system, would love for you to do this. Your abnormal behavior will immediately trigger the highest level alarm, allowing them to pinpoint the source of your rebellious will and then carry out a perfect elimination and patching. Not only will you die, but the life concept you represent will also be turned into a weapon they can use. Do you understand?”
Maria was silent.
Of course she understood. She was just... unwilling to accept it.
Zhou Ye's voice rang out again, interrupting her thoughts.
"However, your idea is good. Pipes... that's a very apt metaphor. Since there are pipes, we can transport other things."
"Now, listen to me, and do as I say..."
A vast yet incredibly sophisticated stream of information, too much for Maria to comprehend, flowed directly into her soul along with the voice.
That was neither an instruction nor knowledge.
That's more like an "authorization key".
A key that allowed her to obtain a seemingly insignificant yet crucial "backdoor" access within the formidable data barriers of the EXE empire.
The moment Maria's soul received this stream of information, it ignited with an unprecedented brilliance.
That was something far more radiant and essential than the "life runes" she had just infused.
A flame called "hope" burned fiercely deep within her shattered soul.
Without hesitation, she immediately understood Zhou Ye's intention.
She refocused her will, and this time, instead of recklessly implanting a foreign object, she used the "key" given to her by Zhou Ye to subtly modify a parameter in the data stream that was about to leave her body.
A parameter responsible for marking "surrender tendencies".
She changed the value of this parameter from "0" to "0.00001%".
A change so small as to be almost negligible, and entirely within the system's fault tolerance range.
Then, at the end of the data packet, she attached a small "compatibility patch" that was encrypted using the special encoding method provided by Zhou Ye and was so small that it could be considered "redundant data".
After doing all this, she completely severed her connection with the data packet and fell into a weak silence once again, as if nothing had happened.
Without making a sound, a thunderbolt has already been planted.
……
EXE World.
Within the supreme temple constructed of pure data.
Space distorted for a moment, and Seraselbeth's exquisite figure, composed of intricate machinery, reformed after a flash of garbled code.
The previous mockery and arrogance were gone from her face; in their place was undisguised surprise and fury.
On the throne of the temple sat a mechanical god, even more magnificent and majestic than she. His form resembled that of an ancient emperor, but every detail was composed of cutting-edge technology and incomprehensible laws. He was Melvazoa, the chief of the three pillars of EXE, the creator of all things.
Beside him stood a war machine, its body covered in grotesque blades and cannon barrels, a symbol of violent aesthetics. This was Regalzeva, the second of the three pillar gods.
"Big brother! Regalzeva!" Seraselbeth's voice was urgent and shrill.
"What exactly happened? How could Rahu Qiyao..."
"died."
Melvazoa's voice was deep and authoritative, like the resonance of countless processors working simultaneously.
"Just now, his existence was completely erased from its very roots. Not deleted, not formatted, but wiped out. Just like there was never a unit called Rahu Seven Luminaries in this world."
The core processor of Seraselbeth issued an overload alarm because of this conclusion.
"This is impossible! The authority level of the Seven Luminaries of Rahu is second only to ours! His existence is deeply bound to our main system, unless..."
“Unless the other party has higher authority than us,” Melvazoa interrupted her.
He raised his hand, and a huge holographic projection unfolded in the center of the temple.
The projection displayed the vast star map of the EXE Empire. But at this moment, nearly a third of this "territory" composed of countless data nodes had turned into a chaotic, flickering red!
“What’s worse,” Melvazoa pointed to the red areas, his voice taking on a serious tone for the first time.
"At the moment Rahu's Seven Luminaries were erased, the other party used him as a port to carry out an unbelievable reverse infiltration."
Regalzevana's metallic voice, crackling with furious electronic energy, rang out:
"Seventeen fully equipped purification fleets were instantly paralyzed! Thirty-six databases containing information about the worlds experienced unknown logical errors! Even our main temple firewall was implanted with... a piece of junk code that cannot be parsed, deleted, or even recognized!"
"Garbage code?" Seraselbeth could hardly believe her ears.
"We are the code itself! What code can't we parse?"
“That’s not code.” Melvazoa’s gaze seemed to pierce through dimensions, landing on the man who even made him feel uneasy.
"That's more like... a philosophy mentioned in other strategy guides. A philosophy completely contrary to our fundamental logic of prioritizing efficiency and absolute order."
. "
"It doesn't attack or destroy; it simply exists. But its very existence distorts our system. It's like an undefinable paradox arising within an absolutely rational program."
Inside the temple, a deathly silence fell.