A series of anti-memes detonated, unleashing a storm of oblivion in the underground of Old Dunling. They rushed and spread, seeping into every crevice, hunting down every inch of shadow.
The scattered demons had no ability to resist, losing cognition under bombardment, collapsing into flesh lumps like corpses. The impact surged upwards, blasting through restraints, placing the burning Mechanical Institute under judgment too.
"Left Garrison is dead, and the second trigger has been pulled."
Atop Dunling Tower, Watson dominated the battle situation; everything advanced as planned.
The prolonged war made Roger lose his patience. The layers of anti-meme attacks gradually shattered his sanity until it was devoured by disorder.
This was one of the odds; The Inexpressible itself is disorder and chaos, contrary to intelligence. It would empower Roger, yet also trap him.
