Chapter 52 Twilight Symphony
Suddenly, Bai Zhe looked in one direction with great interest, where the Moon Wheel craftsmen were starting up the huge and complex machine—Twilight Symphony.
This war machine is the culmination of centuries of wisdom and dedication from the artisans of the Moon Wheel. Resembling a magnificent temple, it incorporates countless complex runes and the trajectories of stars. It is not merely a weapon, but a product of the intertwining of the information dimension and the material world—a super war machine capable of tearing apart dimensional boundaries.
Meanwhile, the Moon Wheel Astrologers, not to be outdone, began to perform ancient rituals, drawing upon the power of the Silver Goddess Tilia. The silver light, like the dawn's first rays, radiated an incomparably pure glow, dispelling the gloom that blanketed the sky. On the other side, the Lunar Eclipse Prophets also began their sacrificial rites, using special talismans to draw upon the power of the Black Death Moon God, Exa. These two forces intertwined and converged, infusing the Twilight Symphony with unparalleled energy.
As the Moon Wheel craftsmen and the two goddesses personally controlled the massive mechanical arm of the Twilight Symphony, it slowly began to activate, and the deep bell-like structure started to vibrate. The runes from the ancient Moon Wheel craftsmen came alive, and the trajectories of stars danced across the sky, ultimately converging into a dazzling curtain of light. This curtain of light was not merely illumination, but a manifestation of the tides of information dimensions, carrying an ineffable power that rapidly covered the entire battlefield.
The first chime of the bell echoed like thunder, as if tearing the entire space apart with its sound. The chime was not merely the propagation of sound waves; it was a vibration of dimensions, a resonance between layers. In that instant, the activity of the information dimension fluctuated violently, like a raging storm in the deep sea. The moonlight, from bright to dark, from white to black, was gradually swallowed by darkness; the vibrant full moon began to be devoured by blackness.
Then, the second bell rang out, as if an ancient deity were announcing a turning point in destiny. This time, the tides of the information dimension surged even more violently, the tranquil flow of the dimension became rapid, like the sea before a storm, the surging waves completely disrupting the transmission path of the celestial disease. The flow and activity of the information dimension were deliberately suppressed, the spread of the celestial disease slowed drastically, and its life structure became unstable, as if being dragged in a powerful magnetic field.
At this moment, the third chime, like thunder at dawn, carried the last of its power, once again propelling the dimensional tides. The Celestial Diseases were forced to adjust their existence within the information dimension, unable to spread freely as before; their transmission speed was suppressed to its limit. They began to feel the urgency; if they could not find a suitable material carrier to materialize, they would fall into the collapse of the information dimension and be unable to sustain life. Those Celestial Diseases that failed to find a carrier began to dissipate, vanishing without a trace like bubbles in the deep sea.
However, those celestial diseases that had found a vessel in the material world and successfully materialized remained standing. Through their connection with the material world via the information dimension, they absorbed sufficient energy to forcibly transform themselves into material carriers. At this moment, these celestial diseases not only did not collapse, but began to multiply and flourish, spreading wildly like poisonous flowers in the darkness.
The tolling of the twilight bells still echoes, each strike tearing apart the boundaries between the information dimension and the material world, bringing even more intense fluctuations.
Finally, the fifteenth chime sounded like a battle horn, announcing that the tide of the information dimension was about to reach its peak. As the chime reverberated, the entire information dimension transitioned from a vibrant full moon to a lifeless eclipse state. The spread of the celestial disease was effectively slowed, the activity of the information dimension was suppressed to a minimum, and the groups contaminated by the celestial disease gradually stagnated. Their life information structures gradually became blurred, and they could no longer spread effectively.
"Heh, this is interesting. Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon, charge!"
As Bai Zhe gave the order, the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demons instantly appeared on the battlefield. Unlike ordinary monsters with fixed forms, they rapidly generated from the core of blood and heart, spreading quickly by devouring surrounding organic matter. The air was filled with a pungent stench of blood, the putrid smell almost suffocating. Their speed and proliferative ability were like a nightmare reborn from a deep abyss, devouring everything and expanding rapidly.
These bizarre creatures are not limited by the information dimension, but spread and multiply through the material level, and are active and rapid.
Of course, the Silvermoon Guardians' "deletion" power is undoubtedly a powerful weapon, capable of erasing all material existence from reality, but the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devourer is no ordinary being. The core of each Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devourer is composed of a beating heart, and these hearts are not fixed in one place. They can break into smaller parts, carrying a small portion of blood and organs, and rapidly split apart to avoid the Silvermoon Guardians' "deletion" power.
Even more terrifying is that they don't simply revert to their original state. When faced with the power of "deletion," the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devourer doesn't just regenerate; it quickly adjusts its tactics, creating more complex and deadly organs to cope with the threat.
After several rounds of the "deletion" power, these creatures began to adapt and optimize their structure. Each time the "deletion" power descended, the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon would transform into a vast expanse of fluffy flesh, spreading rapidly like cotton candy. Countless tiny clusters of flesh intertwined, forming enormous clouds of flesh that dispersed, greatly increasing the cost of deletion for the Silver Moon Guardians. Each cloud of flesh was a collection of countless beating hearts and organs; though loosely structured, they could quickly coalesce into new entities.
The Silvermoon Guardians' "Deletion" power, like a sharp blade, slices through space and cleaves through enemies. But these surging clumps of flesh are like waves against a storm, completely unaffected. Each clump of flesh rapidly deforms and splits, even regenerating at an astonishing rate after being slashed. They have no fixed form, seemingly possessing an infinitely expanding life force, constantly creating more threats through division and proliferation.
The situation on the battlefield is becoming increasingly difficult to control. After each round of "deletion," the Silvermoon Guardians attempt to completely destroy the Bloodsick Fleshcore Devourer, only to find that their rapid reproduction and endless mutations make things increasingly difficult. Each division of the Bloodsick Fleshcore Devourer rapidly creates new organs, from offensive claws to defensive hearts, or powerful spiked organs. They can always adapt their form to the needs of the battlefield, becoming new threats as they evolve.
Although the Silvermoon Guardians' lines remained tight, the battlefield had become increasingly complex. Their once impenetrable power of "deletion" now faced the pressure of the relentless and adapting Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devourers. These Devourers would not succumb to simple suppression, but instead, through reproduction and transformation, gradually eroded the Silvermoon Guardians' strength.
A cold smile flashed in Bai Zhe's eyes. Each attack of the "deletion" power strengthened the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon, making its flocculent flesh structure more resistant. And all of this was merely a prelude to victory. The Silver Moon Guardians' power, though formidable, could never completely eradicate the mutation and proliferation of the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon; ultimately, the entire battlefield would fall into their hands