The flas within Jacob’s sockets contorted when he heard Black chanic’s words and impassively questioned, "Violet Rank Spirit chanic, aning a trace left by its master. Is it going to hinder you in any way?"
"Possibly," Black chanic replied, his tone layered with static as his runes began to fluctuate, "But they are acting as self-protective encryption—sothing like a mystic firewall of law. A Violet Rank Spirit chanic has a very high comprehension of chanical Law, and I’m just at its initial stages. If I attempt to overwrite it directly or too hastily, my core could suffer recursive backlash."
Just as Black chanic’s voice trailed off, the dark space vibrated faintly as the crimson pentahedron pulsed, resisting the devouring process.
Those foreign glyphs expanded outward, forming a defensive barrier of pure logic, and strange, almost organic whispers echoed through the tower like a distant choir of distorted souls.
"Intruder of unauthorized rank... cease intrusion...
"This code is bound by Supre Protocol. Breach attempt...punishable by annihilation."
Even Jacob felt a faint ripple in the law surrounding the tower.
But he didn’t move; he rely folded his hands behind his back, cold amusent glimring in his hollow gaze as those laws ripple instantly suppressed at his behest, and the resisting crimson pentahedron instantly beca still.
"Proceed, Black chanic. Let’s see whether that ’Supre Protocol’ still dares cause trouble. Also, try to comprehend those runes or preserve them; it might be good for your future progress and research. You don’t need to worry about any precautions. Within this space, there’s no law above !"
Jacob’s words were filled with confidence, and they weren’t without rit, as he proved with his action by directly suppressing that supre protocol with the Infinite Space.
If it were a mythical being or divine rank treasure, Jacob might’ve been worried slightly, but it was just a wisp of such an existence, and it could be easily suppressed.
This was the main reason Jacob was personally overseeing this entire process so that he could help Black chanic at monts like this.
Black chanic hesitated for only a millisecond before responding, "Acknowledged... activating auxiliary threads—triple-sequence devour acceleration!"
Black chanic has blind faith in Jacob, and after receiving the latter’s command, at once, the black octahedron erupted with dazzling brilliance.
Millions of black runic codes ford into serpentine data streams, weaving together into colossal constructs that resembled chanical serpents, each one biting into the outer layer of the violet barrier.
The space appeared as if shuddered with digital thunder as the glyphs resisted violently, spreading fractal cracks of red light that lashed across the chamber like lightning. Still, under Jacob’s suppression and control, it vanished as soon as it appeared, causing no harm to Black chanic.
With Jacob personally presiding over the entire process, Black chanic pressed forward with relentless, cold, and absolute montum—each devoured rune replaced, rewritten, and finally subjugated.
Slowly, yet agonizingly, the dark glyphs began to falter when the 97% mark appeared on the holographic display.
Then all of a sudden...nothing as the progression halted.
The final three glyphs remained untouched, suspended in the crimson void. Their glow brightened until even the black threads began to erode, fracturing under their pulse.
For the first ti, Jacob’s gaze sharpened because he could vaguely see an extrely complex runic law structure imbued within those glyphs, and they weren’t easily handled.
If he wants, he could easily annihilate those glyphs, but by doing so, the Red Spirit chanic might as well end up being annihilated because those glyphs were embedded within its ’soul’.
Abruptly, the Red Spirit chanic, which was now almost entirely covered in black runes, suddenly trembled, the final glyphs twisted, rearranging into a sigil resembling an eye ford from endless triangles. It was a mystic symbol that might not have belonged to the Legendary Plains.
Jacob could also feel a vague yet profound change the mont that triangular eye appeared, and instead of suppressing it, he let it be, wanting to see what was about to happen.
At that mont, from deep within the crimson pentahedron, a voice that did not belong to Dark Rose echoed faintly; it was chanical and regal, speaking in the language of Spirit chanics.
"Greetings, I’m the Divine Source Code Fragnt within this Red Child of Entropy!"
Jacob’s eyes flickered violently because he wasn’t expecting this kind of developnt at all. For a mont, he thought that the primary consciousness of Dark Rose had sohow managed to infiltrate the Infinite Space.
However, when he thought about how it called itself a ’Fragnt of Divine Source Code’ and he didn’t sense any disturbance within the Infinite Space, Jacob cald down.
Furthermore, that triangular eye seed to be completely disregarding Jacob’s presence as if he didn’t exist at all, and only looking at Black chanic with emotionless and calculative chillness like a divine being gazing at a mortal.
Nonetheless, Jacob didn’t mind, and instead, he was now very curious because that thing seed to be fully conscious. Since it dared to show itself, it could only an it was no longer confident in resisting Black chanic.
’But since you know that you are about to be devoured, why did you suddenly show yourself and speak up? What compelled it to reveal itself suddenly?’ Jacob thought as he silently ordered Black chanic to probe this thing, as he was in no hurry to get rid of it.
Furthermore, with Jacob’s sharp instincts, he was sure that the reason behind this thing showing itself and being willing to have dialogue with them ant there was sothing it didn’t want Black chanic to discover, and it might be almost impossible to stop Black chanic from acquiring it.
Black chanic, who had received Jacob’s command, spoke up in the sa language, "Who are you? What is a Divine Source Code Fragnt? Do you perhaps an ’Spirit Source Code’ of SNIM Race, also our so-called ’Souls’?!"
The triangular eye seed to be reflecting infinite rotations of triangles within itself before it finally spoke with a hint of curiosity, "What an intriguing child you are, a Black Child of Entropy, a divergence that shouldn’t exist within Zodiac Plains!"
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