A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1031 - Chapter 1031 Chapter 707 Offense and Defense_2

Chapter 1031: Chapter 707: Offense and Defense_2 Chapter 1031: Chapter 707: Offense and Defense_2 However, the next moment, the High Technician’s eyes widened in amazement as he saw, through the central hub of the thought network, a scene he could not have possibly imagined!

The girl’s hands began to emit a radiant glow, and then ribbons of light emerged from her fingertips, sinking into the terminal. Following that, the High Technician saw an unimaginable sight–information and codes constantly weaving through the thought space, all kneeling to the girl’s radiance at that moment, as obedient as subjects before a king, wholly submitting to the girl’s willpower.

What kind of strength was this?

The High Technician’s mechanical eye bulged as he stared at the scene before him, defying all reason.

The data, the information, the codes, were not being passively searched and read; they were actively transferring within the girl’s will. The vast data streams in the girl’s hands were like a small creek, effortlessly maneuvered, controlled, and commanded at her whim.

“What’s the matter? What’s happened? What did she do?”

Kiriman naturally noticed the High Technician’s expression too and quickly began to inquire, but the latter was ecstatic.

“God of All Machines above, sir, you simply cannot imagine what I have seen! This is a miracle! This is the miracle of the God of All Machines! Praise the God of All Machines! Praise Omnissia! She is the embodiment of the God of All Machines!”

“???”

Kiriman looked puzzled at the High Technician, but at the same time, Lumiaire also began to act.

“I’ve found it.”

Then, she spoke.

“Found it?”

“Yes, it’s not an obsolete code or some kind of virus program but a single word.”

“Just one word???”

Hearing Lumiaire’s response, Kiriman furrowed his brow.

“You mean, one word has caused the redundancy in the entire thought network?”

“It’s not an ordinary word…”

Lumiaire’s heart sank; she recalled what Duanmu Huai had told her about the Electronic Demon–not harmful coding or virus data, but eight words made up of letters arranged in a sequence.

Eight names.

In the name of Kyo.

Once these eight names were completely entered, they would begin to absorb the thought network of electronic webs, growing mightily and revealing their true form.

They would corrupt, they would infect, they were indelible.

Sacred numbers.

Eight times eight times eight to the eighth power…

“I am conducting a data transfer.”

Lumiaire spoke again to explain, and the High Technician beside her nodded, his entire demeanor no longer that of one supervising or directing but more like someone admiring a work of art, watching the torrents of data gently weave under the girl’s guidance like fabric, forming a flawless mechanical network.

“Eh?”

However, just when Lumiaire was transferring the last word, her expression suddenly changed. She felt, at that moment when the eight words sent from the Whisperer Base emerged simultaneously in one data space, they began to replicate like a virus in an unimaginably rapid spread…

“Cut the physical connection, now!”

No sooner had Lumiaire’s scream echoed when the mechanical tentacles shot out behind the High Technician, a laser blade flashed, cutting the cables of the Thinker terminal immediately, but what followed was an astonishing spectacle.

Just as the High Technician severed the cable, accompanied by a shrill scream, everyone saw the characters on the Thinker’s terminal screen that were once flashing with code and data suddenly start to distort and spin. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a monster that was entirely pink and terrifyingly shaped. It glared with its huge eyes, menacingly staring down Kiriman and the others——the next moment, it fiercely lunged out from the screen towards Lumiaire!

“————–!”

Kiriman didn’t know what was happening, but he still instinctively stepped forward, drawing the sword from his waist and chopping down at the monster. The blade cleaved the monster in two, and then the creature suddenly expanded, exploding into a pool of blood that sprayed over the surrounding walls.

“…………..”

There was dead silence in the room, even Lumiaire was shocked into stillness, although she had indeed heard some things about Electronic Demons from Duanmu Huai. This was far beyond her expectations.

“What kind of trick is this?”

Kiriman, looking at his sword blade covered in fresh blood, couldn’t believe what he had just seen. A monster had emerged from the Thinker’s screen and launched an attack at them. While his rational mind wanted to believe it was an illusion, a hallucination, the blood spatter around him and the tactile sensation from the sword blade clearly denied that. He could even smell the scent of the monster, that dark nightmare, the eternal stench of subspace.

“What kind of trick is this?”

Kiriman turned his head, looking at Lumiaire, who also shook her head.

“Sorry, I don’t know the details either, only the Great Judge… might be able to explain it to you.”

“I see.”

Kiriman took a deep breath, the thick scent of blood making him feel somewhat uncomfortable. But it also reminded him once again that everything that had just happened before his eyes was not an illusion.

It was reality.

“So, has the threat been eliminated?”

“For the time being, that seems to be the case, but the enemy’s strength clearly exceeded our expectations. Perhaps we should completely cut off their communication lines.”

“Understood.”

Kiriman nodded and then looked at the High Technician.

“Go cut off the communication lines to the Whisperer Base immediately, tell them there is an internal network malfunction, and we are currently undergoing large-scale repair work. And…”

Kiriman paused for a moment.

“Order the 14th Regiment to the outskirts of the Whisperer base, to await my further orders.”

Malicious assumption.

Kiriman never wanted to think about these things; he still believed that all this was just a misunderstanding, and perhaps Rogal himself was unaware of everything. It was his subordinates acting recklessly on their own. But Kiriman’s rationality told him that this did not make sense, no matter what, as the ruler of the Five Hundred Worlds, he had to take responsibility for the worlds under his jurisdiction.

At least for now, everything they had encountered suggested that the Whisperers definitely harbored ill intentions.

But what was Kiriman to do?

He couldn’t be the first to fire the shot. Even if Kiriman ordered it, the Limit Warriors below would not agree; they had never imagined turning their guns towards their own Astarte, such a command would be utterly incomprehensible to them. Kiriman understood this, just as he had never imagined that one day he would have to aim his weapon at Rogal, his brother. Although Kiriman admitted he sometimes found Rogal a bit naive and overly zealous, he still regarded them as brothers.

However… it seemed that Rogal did not see it that way.

Walking back to the command room and noticing the surprised expressions of others, Kiriman realized that he had not yet wiped the blood off his face.

“Commander? What happened?”

“Something happened.”

In response to his subordinates’ questions, Kiriman furrowed his brows and shook his head, then he asked.

“Any news from the 1st Regiment or the Clock Tower?”

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