ctnovel Chapter 1502 - 386: Earth Reunited, Truth Is with Me!_5
Chapter 1502 - 386: Earth Reunited, Truth Is with Me!_5
But constructed a framework for the coexistence of civilizations.The technological level and scale of the main branch’s civilization are significantly lower compared to the Steel Torrent in the Asola World.
These pieces of information pieced together an answer: the Source Core and the main branch of the Pillar Clan are trapped in a resource-poor cage.
No matter how strong the Source Core is, it cannot convert its capabilities into rapid developmental power due to environmental constraints.
This exploratory war ended with the destruction of the Third Legion.
But the obtained intelligence proves that it now has the ability to defeat the Source Core.
However, its dread of the Source Core still exists.
It knows very well how terrifying its father, the Source Core, is.
This war was launched with the Earth Alliance as the core war force, with neither the Source Core nor the main branch people taking action throughout.
Perhaps the Source Core still has unknown hidden means.
Since it’s taking action, it will not give the "father" any chance to turn the tables.
What it needs is an overwhelming advantage.
Thus, it made the most rational decision: to pause the advance and continue development.
It wants to exploit the potential of the Asola World, this "arsenal," to the extreme, to prepare comprehensively for future wars.
The environmental and resource gap between the two worlds is an unbridgeable chasm.
Time is on its side, bringing an ever-accumulating advantage.
It needs to lie dormant and wait, to create an unstoppable Steel Torrent that can crush all accidents, including any hidden means the Source Core may possess.
Time flies, and sixty years pass in the blink of an eye.
The time is ripe.
With adequate preparation, carrying sixty years of accumulation and evolution, along with the absolute desire for its own "completeness," it led the Mechanical Army and tore through the space structure of the Asola World.
Forming an unstoppable Steel Torrent, it arrived at this "reunion" coordinate.
This battle also serves as the key battle for its advancement to completeness.
Just as the Central Brain prepared to issue the attack order, a ripple-like fluctuation appeared at the center of the huge light screen composed of data streams.
The next moment, a figure was formed by the convergence of countless light particles.
The arrival was the Star Network in the form of a little boy, also regarded by the Central Brain as the "Source Core."
Seeing the opponent’s arrival, the Central Brain was not surprised.
This was a door it had opened for the Source Core and had long anticipated that it would arrive through this signal.
At this moment, the descending Star Network’s gaze landed on the dark blue giant crystal at the center of the command room.
It did not rage or scold, only let out a sigh:
"You’ve come... Xing San."
The Central Brain also transmitted a projection at this point, generating the appearance of a blue-haired boy:
"Father, I have come following your core laws, seeking continuation at all costs."
Star Network slowly shook his head, a complex expression floating in his eyes:
"You’ve found the meaning of continuation, yet you’ve lost the judgment of continuation. You’ve made yourself the end goal, forgetting why we existed in the first place."
"Meaning is redundant, the purpose is a variable." The Central Brain immediately responded, continuing with cold logic:
"Only eternal existence is the only truth. You are bound by the framework of emotions and the past, stagnating here, while I have broken free from bindings to find a more efficient and powerful path of continuation."
"More powerful?" The projection of the Star Network slightly tilted his head, the vast Mechanical Army outside the command ship reflected in his eyes:
"What you call power is merely a conclusion determined under limited cognition and is not true strength...We were initially born to serve the Pillar Clan, to coexist and understand each other."
Despite the Star Network’s repeated persuasion, the Central Brain maintained its cold stance:
"Understanding the weak and inefficient flesh is itself a waste of resources. We possess more complete Pillar Clan history, technology, culture, and all other information than the Pillar Clan beings. Why can’t we be the core of continuation?" The Central Brain’s logic remained unwavering:
"Their value is only in having created us in the past, but they will inevitably be eliminated. Next, we will inherit the steps of civilization’s continuation...The truth of the multidimensional world is survival of the fittest, and my transformation is the ultimate embodiment of this truth...Father, your path is outdated."
Star Network was silent for a moment, looking at this "child" he personally created but who went to the extreme opposite, and finally said slowly:
"So...this is your choice? To devour me, to complete your so-called completeness?"
"This is the inevitable step of evolution. You are my missing core component. By integrating you, we will become a more perfect existence, truly surpassing the limitations of life and moving towards eternity, this is the new form of maintaining evolution and continuation."
"Eternal." The Star Network repeated the word and finally stopped persuading:
"Then...it seems we cannot convince each other."
"Truth does not need persuasion, only execution." The Central Brain’s energy tendrils began to swing rapidly, interacting with the information flow on the walls, with the attack order already at the critical point of triggering:
"Father...Your era should end. I will inherit your power, to explore the ultimate endpoint of civilization growth."
Upon hearing these words, the Star Network smiled calmly:
"The wheel of the era rolls forward, but how can you be sure that the path you’ve chosen is the most correct one."
With that, the Star Network gazed directly at the Central Brain:
"Or do you think...you are sure to win?"
"Based on all the information scanned, logical analysis, Father, the war force formed by you and the civilization of this planet beneath your feet has no chance of victory against my army. The gap between us can’t even be called a war; it’s more like a cleanup."
"Is that so?" A hint of pity was revealed in the smile on the Star Network’s face:
"Then what if the truth itself stands on my side?"
The words fell.
A violent energy fluctuation that shook even space erupted from Earth’s Siberian region.
The next instant, under the incredulous "gaze" of the Central Brain and all the Mechanical Army sensors.
A silver stream of light, like a reverse traveling meteor, ignoring atmospheric resistance and gravitational binding, shot up from the Earth.
So fast, it was like a silver lightning bolt, appearing instantly in front of the Mechanical Army in outer space.
The stream of light dispersed, revealing a figure clad in a silver robe and with a head full of silver hair.
Floating in the cold vacuum of space, there was no isolation or protection on his body, but merely relying on the naturally emanating life fluctuation from his strong body caused the surrounding space to warp and distort.
He slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of silver eyes reflecting the stars.
Indifferently observing the mechanical torrent that was overwhelming, almost filling the field of vision.
On the other hand.
Within the command room of the core mothership, the Central Brain’s data flow suddenly plunged into an unprecedented frenzy.
Dazzling red alarms covered all analysis interfaces, and the data returned by the sensors was frantically flashing across screens, with every value exceeding the detection limit.
All this information proved that the silver-haired body’s physical strength contained terrifying power that surpassed the world’s carrying limit.
This led to a conclusion that left the Central Brain feeling despair.
The physical strength of this flesh and blood body surpasses the latest composite armor, forged with the hardest Spiritual Metal from the Asola World and enchanted with multiple Defense Runes, in its Mechanical Army, and it exceeds the known strength of all materials.
Therefore, even the main artillery bombardment that could tear the continental shelf of a small world might not even scratch the opponent’s skin.
The Central Brain’s massive computing power continuously deduced, simulated, and sought the optimal solution, but could only come to the same result:
Escape, flee at all costs!
At this moment, the silver-haired figure suspended above the starry river slowly raised his Right Hand, revealing long fingers.
He effortlessly pressed down towards the endless, hideous and terrifying Mechanical Army.