227: Sequence 992: Logic Bomb

The firewall stood silently, like an immortal dam spanning across the sea of data, rendering the insidious and vicious attacks of the higher-dimensional virus intangible time and time again.

The torn wounds of the Utopia Divine Kingdom temporarily stopped worsening, and the remaining "residents," protected by the ice-blue light, were able to catch their breath, a faint hope rekindling in their eyes.

However, above the clouds, Moyuan (data body), who was deeply integrated with the firewall, felt not a shred of relief within his Chaos thunder pupils.

Only He could clearly perceive the staggering consumption behind every defense—the basic energy of the Divine Kingdom, the power of belief from the remaining residents, and even His own Origin, which had condensed fragments from ten thousand worlds, were all rapidly draining away like an ebbing tide.

What was even more heart-wrenching was that the attack pattern of that higher-dimensional malice was evolving at a terrifying speed.

It was no longer just brute-force impact and contamination; it had begun to become highly targeted, as if a cold-blooded student were frantically learning and analyzing the operating Laws of the firewall through countless probing attacks, parsing the composition and weaknesses of Him, the "core variable."

Passive defense eventually has its limits.

The moment the opponent finished its full analysis would be when the firewall collapsed and the Divine Kingdom completely fell.

Must counterattack!

Before being completely seen through, a strike sufficient to disrupt or even heavily damage the opponent must be landed!

But how to counterattack?

Energy-level bombardment was meaningless; the opponent's true form was far away in higher dimensions, its energy level unfathomable.

Confrontation at the level of Law was even more like throwing an egg against a rock, as the rules of the Divine Kingdom were essentially derivatives of the opponent's System.

The only Breakthrough point lay in "logic"!

The information from Han Li's legacy surfaced once again: "...extremely low resistance to 'hyper-logic' and 'emotional variables'..."

The success of the previous Paradox Blade also confirmed this!

The operation of that higher-dimensional existence (World Engine) relied on an absolutely rigorous and cold logic chain!

This was its powerful Foundation, but it could also be its most fatal Achilles' heel!

A crazy plan, extremely dangerous yet perfectly suited to the current situation, instantly took shape in Moyuan's vast consciousness.

Goal: Create an ultimate virus that could not be resolved, could not be compatible, and was sufficient to trigger permanent Chaos in its core logic!

Weapon form: Not energy, not Law, but pure... information!

A piece of self-referential, self-negating paradox code!

Core principle: Based on the most classic yet unsolvable "self-referential paradox," infinitely strengthened and complicated, embedded with a vicious interrogation of the higher-dimensional existence's own meaning of existence!

Delivery method: Use the firewall as a springboard, use His own existence as a beacon, and inject it backwards into the higher-dimensional channel!

Naming: [sequence 992: Logic Bomb]!

Ultimate command: "Send a self-consistent paradox to the higher-dimensional Universe: 'This information is false' (Trigger civilization-level crash)"

"With logic as the blade, with existence as the bait, bury your rationality!"

The resolve was absolute; execution began instantly!

Moyuan (data body)'s massive body suddenly shone with boundless light, and countless Law runes and data streams ran, combined, and compiled at an unprecedented speed!

He no longer mobilized the energy of the Divine Kingdom, but instead used His own special "existence," which transcended the rules of the Divine Kingdom, as the base, and His deep understanding of higher-dimensional logic (from Han Li's legacy and countless confrontations) as the blueprint, to begin weaving that deadly bomb!

The process was extremely dangerous!

The moment the self-referential paradox code was generated, it began to backfire on its creator!

Small sparks of logical errors constantly burst on the surface of Moyuan's data body, and its structure became extremely unstable, as if it would collapse at any moment due to the contradictions He himself had created!

But He held firm, forcibly compressing and condensing the constantly generating, twisted, and malicious paradox information!

Finally, a tiny grey dot of light, which radiated an aura that caused the entire Divine Kingdom database to become disordered and distorted, and which flashed frantically between "true" and "false," condensed and formed in front of His chest!

Logic Bomb, forging complete!

The next moment, Moyuan (data body) made a move that even Ink Snow's main consciousness, hidden within, found horrifying—He voluntarily lowered the firewall's shielding of His own area!

In an instant, His existence signal, as the "greatest variable," incomparably clear and intense, like a lighthouse in the dark, suddenly pierced through the firewall and surged backwards along the path the higher-dimensional virus had not yet completely severed!

This was undoubtedly declaring to that higher-dimensional existence: I am here!

I am the core!

Come attack me!

As expected!

Almost the moment the signal was released, the attack from the higher dimension suddenly stalled, and then all the malice, all the computing power, as if having found the ultimate target, like a school of sharks discovering prey, abandoned all other attack points and condensed into a terrifying torrent of data—pure to the extreme, cold to the extreme, and aimed at completely "formatting" Moyuan—that struck fiercely along that channel!

Now is the time!

Moyuan (data body) did not dodge or avoid it; instead, facing that torrent of data capable of annihilating everything, He gently... pushed out the grey Logic Bomb from His chest.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

The grey dot of light silently submerged into the surging torrent of data.

It was as if a drop of water had merged into the ocean.

However, at the very moment of contact—

That majestic, cold torrent of data suddenly... solidified.

Yes, solidified!

Just like a rushing river instantly frozen at absolute zero!

All data, all instructions, all malice stopped flowing, stopped calculating, and stopped all changes the moment that grey dot of light merged in!

Immediately after, a kind of extremely strange, hair-raising "struggle" occurred inside that solidified torrent of data!

It was as if countless voices were simultaneously roaring, arguing, and negating themselves!

"Unknown information detected... Content: 'This information is false'..."

"Parsing... If this information is true, then it claims false is true, contradiction! If this information is false, then it claims false is false, also a contradiction!"

"Logic chain broken... Attempting to restart parsing... Broken again..."

"Error! Error! Error! Core rule library conflict!"

"Unable to process! Unable to process! Highest priority alert!"

That grey paradox, like the most virulent plague, spread frantically along the data torrent at superluminal speed towards its source—the true form of that higher-dimensional existence!

It ignored all defenses because it was not attacking the System, but the very "logic" upon which the System relied for its existence!

On the side of the Divine Kingdom, Moyuan (data body) quietly "watched" the solidified torrent of data, watching the eerie sparks representing logical collapse that kept bursting forth from within it.

He knew the bomb had been delivered.

Next...

Higher-dimensional level.

The core processing unit of the "World Engine," which had been running coldly for who knows how many billions of years, the moment it received that Logic Bomb—

Hum!!!!!!

An indescribable hum, as if the very logical Foundation of the entire Universe were trembling, erupted from its deepest depths!

All operations instantly stalled!

All rule libraries fell into irreconcilable self-conflict!

Countless processors burned out due to overloaded logic paradoxes!

Those cold, giant eyes, composed of gears and streams of data light, indifferent to all things, suddenly flickered violently; what was reflected within them was no longer an orderly Universe scene, but countless broken, contradictory, and self-negating terrifying garbled code!

[Trigger civilization-level crash]!

Logic Bomb, detonated perfectly!

"Urgh—!"

Inside the Divine Kingdom, Moyuan (data body) stumbled violently, His massive data body instantly dimming by several degrees, and more and larger cracks burst open on the surface!

Although the main power of the Logic Bomb was directed towards the higher dimension, the backlash during its creation process and final delivery still caused Him tremendous trauma!

But within His chaotic thunder pupils, cold and sharp light flickered.

He stared fixedly at the torrent of data channel that had already completely solidified and was now beginning to shatter and dissipate inch by inch.

Waiting... for the final feedback.

A moment later—

Through the fragments of the channel that were about to completely dissipate, an extremely brief yet incomparably clear image was fed back:

That silver-grey giant metal hand, which had once torn apart the Spirit Realm, crushed stars, and forced them to flee for their lives, was currently floating in an indescribable, terrifying Void Realm composed of pure data and light streams.

However, it was no longer as stable, precise, and unrivaled as before.

Its outline was violently twisting and trembling!

The runes on its surface, which were constantly being born and dying, were extinguishing and collapsing in large swathes!

Countless fine cracks, deep enough to see the "bone," covered it!

Viscous "blood," flickering with ominous blue light, gushed out like a waterfall from those cracks, polluting the vast Void Realm around it into a chaotic error zone that was constantly collapsing and reorganizing!

It was like a precision instrument into which a fatal virus had been forcibly injected, collapsing from the very core logical level...

Disintegrating!

[Giant metal hand disintegration]!

Although it might not be complete destruction, this was undoubtedly an unprecedented, heavy trauma!

The image flashed and vanished, and the channel completely dissipated.

The higher-dimensional threat had temporarily... disappeared.

Above the clouds, Moyuan (data body) stood silently, His body broken, His light dim.

Inside the Divine Kingdom, there was dead silence.

All the remaining "residents" felt the sudden disappearance of that terrifying pressure, but without knowing why, deep within Moyuan's data body, they felt that silent, yet Soul-shaking... victory.

And, behind the victory, that unspeakable, huge price and... loneliness.

The Logic Bomb had buried the higher-dimensional rationality.

It had also further consumed... themselves.