Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Mies' continuum completely collapsed in the infinite unfolding of the Court of Possibilities, and the definite continuity of ℵ₁ turned into scattered fragments of information, which were silently absorbed by the hierarchical structure of the courtyard.

Even he himself was "recruited" into the space by Luo Kunlun.

Luo Kunlun hovered in the center of the battle arena, his consciousness and the Court of Possibilities perfectly synchronized, and the infinite tower composed of superlimited power sets shone brightly between heaven and earth.

On the base of ℵ₂, the layers of ℵ₃ and ℵ₄ are growing at an uncontrolled rate until they reach the fuzzy boundary of ℵ_ω.

With victory secured, Luo Kunlun's gaze did not linger on the collapsing continuum, but instead focused on the core of his own existence.

Since becoming a singularity in spacetime, every dimensional contact and every rule-playing maneuver he makes has split countless tributaries in the Mother River and various layers of spacetime, with countless Luo Kunluns scattered in infinite possibilities.

A low-dimensional observer wandering in the mundane world, a disillusioned person sinking into low-dimensional cause and effect, a remnant annihilated in high-dimensional games... these are all possible projections of him, but none of them are the complete him.

The birth of the Court of Possibilities has made previously unattainable paths suddenly clear.

Anchored by the power of the third order, it reverses and gathers all its possibilities, coalescing into a single singularity.

The essence of the seventh dimension is absolute control over the "set of possibilities". The sixth dimension can fold and splice the branches of time, but it is still trapped at the boundary of the branch network. The seventh dimension stands at the origin of all possible branches, overlooking the entirety of the countless branch networks, making itself the "sole destination of all possibilities".

The Court of Possibilities inherently possesses the underlying logic of both expansion and ordering. The power set iteration of the Transcendental Tower is both an infinite expansion and a transcendental process from dispersion to aggregation, which is precisely the bridge that can connect the six-dimensional and the seven-dimensional.

Luo Kunlun's consciousness sank into the core of the garden. The λ node lost its faint light of replication and analysis and lit up a convergence command that ran through all cardinal levels. His divine thought seemed to transform into a silent declaration, resounding throughout the spacetime in which all of his possible projections were located.

Based on the third order, and anchored by the consciousness of the true self, gather all the myriad aspects of the self and unite them into a single order!

As the command was given, the Court of Possibilities trembled violently. The Transcendent Tower, which had been expanding infinitely outward, suddenly contracted in reverse. From the fuzzy boundary of ℵ_ω, to ℵ₃, ℵ₂, and then to the continuum base of ℵ₁, all levels rapidly converged toward Lokunlun.

This converging force pierced through the battleground, tore apart the barriers of the mother river's tributaries, crossed all dimensional boundaries, and touched every "other self" scattered throughout infinite space and time.

In an old alley in the present world, the figure who was raising his hand to beckon customers transformed into a wisp of information light and merged into the void.

Those who have fallen into the realm of low-dimensional causality and those who bear the remnants of high-dimensional games, even if they only have a trace of information left, are drawn out from the ashes of time and the folds of rules by the power of the garden and returned to the core.

Each possible self's convergence makes the hierarchy of the Court of Possibilities more stable, and Lokunlun becomes increasingly solid.

The topological node characteristics of six dimensions, the ability to jump between possibilities in five dimensions, the control over the timeline in four dimensions, and even the physical perception in three dimensions—all the abilities of all dimensions are integrated into one in the convergence, without any multidimensional boundaries.

Those past conflicts, choices, and regrets are all dissolved in the process of cohesion, becoming part of their own existence.

This convergence also caused an unprecedented surge of information in the Mother River, with countless spacetime tributaries born from it beginning to close in order, and the seven-dimensional sea of ​​possibilities churning with intense fluctuations.

The progenitors of the heavens, deep within the Sea of ​​Possibilities, were instantly awakened from the chaos. Several gazes of consciousness, spanning seven dimensions, pierced through space and time, locking onto the direction from which the fluctuations originated, their eyes filled with shock and solemnity.

They could clearly sense that the fluctuation was not a change in the original power, but rather a lower-dimensional being ascending to a higher dimension!

The consciousnesses of the progenitors intertwined, creating a powerful tremor.

They were all innate progenitors born from the seven-dimensional sea of ​​possibilities, and were born powerful.

The other party, however, used themselves as a foundation, broke through the shackles, and forged their own path to dimensional ascension.

The difficulties involved are self-evident.

As the last glimmer of potential self-information merged into the divine core, the Court of Possibilities completely condensed into a dazzling seven-dimensional cocoon of light, enveloping Luo Kunlun layer by layer.

Within the cocoon of light, all the basic levels, all the fragments of possibility, and all the dimensional abilities were condensed into a single, self-consistent existence. An unprecedented sense of "completeness" filled his consciousness.

It is no longer a collection of projections scattered across infinite possibilities, but rather the unification and return to place of all possible "selves".

The topological properties of six dimensions, the ability to jump between five dimensions, and even the initial three-dimensional perception—all dimensional boundaries dissolve here, becoming a natural component of its foundation of existence.

The ripples caused by this convergence are like a boulder thrown into the center of a calm lake; the ripples penetrate the battleground and create a surging tide on the information level of the mother river.

Countless tributaries of time and space, split apart by Luo Kunlun's past struggles, began to spontaneously return to their original order and converge, as if each stream had finally found its only outlet to the sea.

At an even higher level—the seven-dimensional ocean of possibilities—this tremor caused by the upward "piercing" of the barrier from the lower dimensions is even clearer.

Deep within the sea of ​​possibilities, dramatic changes are about to occur.

Several ancient wills that were originally dormant or hidden deep in the chaos were completely awakened by this dimensional fluctuation from the "uninvited guest".

Their consciousness instantly pierced through the abstract territory of the seven dimensions, locking onto the source of the fluctuations—the seven-dimensional cocoon of light located on the low-dimensional battle platform.

"The latecomer..." A cold, metallic will conveyed the message first, tinged with displeasure and scrutiny, "Dare to forcibly break the rules in the 'selection dish'?"

"The rules of the Star River Battleground do not allow 'finished products' to leave the field without being inspected." Another will, like the whisper of billions of stars, was indifferent yet majestic.

"Stop it." The third will was the most direct, revealing an unquestionable determination: "The dimensional ascension process is not yet fully stable. Revert it to its original form, or directly turn it into fuel for the battle."

The masters of these wills are the acquired progenitors who created and maintained the "Starship Disk".

They were not born from the seven-dimensional sea of ​​possibilities, but through countless tribulations and struggles, they finally emerged from the cruel selection of their respective universes and ascended to the position of progenitors.

This is why they established the Star River War Disk system to harvest resources regularly. Of course, this may also be mixed with a distorted mentality of "inheritance" or "experimentation".

For them, the deities on the battle platform are both ingredients and "candidates".

But candidates must follow the rules they set and be evaluated, selected (or devoured) in the final "feast".

Actions like those of Luo Kunlun, which attempt to elevate their status or even shake the foundation of the battle plan without going through the final "plating" and "appreciation," are undoubtedly a serious provocation against their authority.

Obstacles appeared instantly.

It's not about directly attacking the cocoon of light. That could trigger an uncontrollable backlash from the rules.

The ancestors of the Later Heaven adopted a more sophisticated approach, directly modifying the underlying protocol of the warboard.

Led by that cold, metallic will, several primordial wills joined forces to inject a mandatory command into the core rule library of the Star River Battle Disk.

Rule correction, target: unauthorized entities

effect:

First, cut off the supply of possibilities and temporarily block the conventional connection between the battleground area and the seventh-dimensional sea of ​​possibilities, so that the dimensional ascension process loses its external "fuel".

Second, solidify the spacetime barrier and strengthen the "impenetrability" of all dimensional channels inside and outside the battle board, preventing the ascended consciousness from completely leaving the battle board and entering the seventh-dimensional sea.

Third, induce internal collapse. Inside the target dimensional structure (light cocoon), simulate the injection of high-intensity, contradictory rule turbulence to induce internal logical conflicts and self-devouring.

The moment the command took effect, the scene outside the cocoon of light where Lokunlun was located changed abruptly.

The seven-dimensional potential light that had been slowly flowing and nourishing the cocoon of light was suddenly cut off by an invisible gate and dried up abruptly.

The connection between the light cocoon and higher dimensions becomes obscure and difficult.

Immediately afterwards, the spacetime structure around the battle disk groaned under the strain, and layers of rule barriers gleaming with cold metallic light appeared out of thin air and overlapped, enveloping the battle disk in an airtight "amber".

Inside the cocoon of light, countless fragments of rules, some with vastly different properties and even completely contradictory to each other—the fiery laws of stellar motion, the icy definition of absolute zero, the chaotic cloud of probability, and the rigid iron law of causality—were forcibly injected, like pouring a bucket of mutually reacting chemicals into a sophisticated integrated circuit, intending to trigger a chain reaction from within.

The will of the progenitors coldly surveyed the scene.

Throughout their long lives, they encountered some amazing individuals who tried to "sneak away," but ultimately all of them failed under the suppression of these multi-dimensional rules. They were either reduced to their original form and became nourishment, or they were completely annihilated in the conflict of rules.

The anomalies inside the cocoon and the dramatic changes in the external rules did not escape the perception of the other survivors on the battle platform.

They were preoccupied with their own conflicts in the previous clashes. This suppression and targeted blockade from higher-level rules, like a drop of boiling oil thrown into a pond, instantly ignited the already precarious fragile balance.

The Metal Codex of the Star Forger suddenly shrieked as he struggled to stabilize the "Absolute Singularity" and resist the softening of the rules of the Court of Possibility.

The Progenitor's actions of strengthening the spacetime barrier and severing the flow of possibilities, though aimed at Lokunlun, affected the overall war effort, temporarily altering the absolute laws of the singularity under the authority of higher levels. He frantically flipped through the pages of the codex, attempting to reanalyze the anchoring rules, but this only exacerbated the drain on his resources, creating more vulnerabilities in the confrontation.

The chaotic fusion of the Mist God and the Ember Beast King grew increasingly frenzied, causing a sharp drop in the energy absorption efficiency of the Seven-Dimensional Sea. The pressure from the spacetime barrier further restricted the expansion and evolution of the chaos. The fragments of chaotic rules leaking from the cocoon of light further polluted the already fragile fusion domain. The state of the two being forced to coexist was on the verge of collapse, and the internal conflict intensified once again.

The residual data stream of the Wisdom Disaster reveals an extremely strong will to survive. From its logical perspective, the Ancestor's modification of the warboard protocol and injection of chaotic rules are both system anomalies and data pollution, which provides a new analytical environment for its exhausted optimization algorithm.

It abandoned its plan to build a protocol chimera, frantically absorbed fragments of chaotic rules and system logs of changes to the underlying rules of the battle arena, and gambled on reverse engineering the logical patterns or vulnerabilities of administrator privileges in order to survive and evolve.

The state of causality is the worst. Its existence depends on a clear causal chain. The ancestor's series of operations precisely hit its vitals. Causal lines break, misconnect, or even reverse on a large scale. It tries to shrink causal lines to return to its original state and preserve itself, but it is struggling. Consciousness is struggling on the verge of logical collapse.

As for Mosayus, he hid in the farthest corner.

The oppressive and obstructive feeling brought about by the progenitor's manipulation, as well as the pain of conflicting rules within the cocoon of light, are all rich nourishment.

But with something like this, you have to be alive to use it, even if you have the life to get it.

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These individuals' stress responses, in turn, disrupted the strategic environment.

Because of dimensional ascension and intervention from the progenitor, the warboard has become a chaotic pressure cooker, and at the core of all the chaos is still that radiant cocoon of light amidst the turbulent flow of rules and the blockade of spacetime.