Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[March 7th: The train's development...failed?!]

Inside the Starry Sky Train, the atmosphere became so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

The expedition failed, something that had never happened since the Star Train restarted.

What's even more alarming is that they couldn't bear the consequences of their failed expansion!

If they hadn't nipped the Iron Tomb in the bud, it's hard to imagine how they, with just a few people, could have dealt with a Great Lord of Annihilation.

That's someone who could kill the learned scholar with an elbow!

Although it's obvious that the comparison isn't about direct combat strength.

but……

Xing looked around: the harmless March 7th, the lively and adorable Little Blue Dragon, Walter who always used a cane due to his leg problems, and Himeko, a coffee expert. And then there was the unremarkable sweeper, Pam.

These few people, to help Bo Shizun take the blow? It seems... a bit difficult.

"It feels like you're thinking about something really rude." March 7 observed her eyes, and her intuition told her that Xing was acting crazy again.

"but……"

She shifted her gaze back to the light screen.

This situation is a bit tricky...

……

The light screen plays continuously.

The screen resembled a news broadcast, with an extra thin border and even the red "REC" logo in the upper left corner.

The label in the lower left corner reads: Immortal Boat [Luofu], Time 00:01:53:18.

In the scene, the once bustling Star Cha Sea is now a scene of devastation! Ruins and broken walls are everywhere.

The pedestrian lay dead by the roadside, lifeless without any visible injuries.

Starships filled the sky, enveloped by strange black and red data blocks, falling like birds with broken wings, a scene of apocalypse.

[Bai Lu: What's going on?! Didn't we agree to take down Bo Shi Zun? Why is Luo Fu suffering along with us?!]

[Jing Yuan: Why would the Great Lord of Annihilation care about such things? They nominally each have their own duties, but that only applies to Star Gods. When facing mortals, they treat everyone equally. It's just that this strange attack method…]

[Silver Wolf: Somewhat like the Ether Editor. That makes sense, after all, he's a Doomsday Lord born from data.]

[Black Tower: That's even stranger. Comparing computational power with the Venerable Master? No matter how strong an Envoy is, how can he compare to a Star God? Could he possibly find a different way to exploit the Venerable Master's weaknesses in algorithms? You're kidding... unless the Venerable Master himself sticks his neck out, waiting to be beheaded!]

The more Black Tower thought about it, the more something seemed off.

Logically speaking, Lai Gushi shouldn't be doing anything reckless. However, the path of directly competing with the doctoral group in computing power is simply not feasible.

Could it be that the machine head really has some logical weakness, and that outsiders have discovered it, while the machine itself remains unaware?

The problem is, who can possibly know?

Surely a learned and virtuous person wouldn't give others a handle to use against them? Would they deliberately reveal their weaknesses to their opponent? How badly would their processor be damaged?

But after all this analysis, it turns out that the probability of Bo Shizun committing suicide is higher?

Are you kidding me!

……

Jingliu murmured softly, without the slightest hesitation about the future: "This is a game of chess between gods."

With each word she uttered, a force within the light screen suffered a terrible fate.

Pierpoint. Time: 00:02:35:27.

On the main control screen in the company's senior office, the luminous blue was completely overtaken by red data that appeared out of nowhere. The enormous Amber King logo in the center shattered on the spot!

[Gold Sand: No way? The company got caught up in this too? And judging by the time, it's only a few dozen seconds later than Luofu?]

[Jade: Compared to the Immortal Ship, how vast is the territory under the company's control? If they can still be attacked together, does that mean... once the Iron Tomb emerges, it will bring annihilation to humanity throughout the entire universe?]

[Jing Yuan: Arrogant behavior... but based on the information available now, it certainly seems so.]

People in the chat group felt a chill run down their spines. Just how strong was Iron Tomb?

Even a powerful force like the Frostwind had to destroy civilizations one by one. How can the Iron Tomb unleash a devastating attack across the entire universe?

Moreover, this isn't the kind where the area is large but the damage is small.

Both the Immortal Ship and the Company are protected by envoys and are among the most powerful forces in the Star Sea. How could they not stop the Iron Tomb's offensive?!

[Black Tower: Did you notice? The damage on the screen is all to creations; there's no image of people being corrupted. It's possible that the Iron Tomb has some kind of conceptual special attack against machines.]

[Seele: It really is! So, besides eliminating the Wise One, the Iron Tomb will also destroy all achievements of civilization, causing the universe to regress to a primitive state?]

[Star: Damn it, does that mean I have no games to play and no internet to connect to? Iron Tomb is so mean!]

[Black Tower: Optimistically speaking, that's the case.]

[March 7th: Is this still optimistic?]

[Black Tower: There's another possibility: the scene of the murder wasn't shown. Or... the extraterrestrials, like data, might have been deleted without a trace.]

[March 7th: Hiss...]

Many people in the chat group gasped in shock, just like March 7th.

Like junk files, can they be deleted without a trace?

In a sense, this might be even more terrifying than dying in agony! It's an extreme denial of the essence of life!

Pinocone: 00:07:16:00

Its fate was no different from that of other forces. In the Daydream Hotel, the television playing the Robin's Concert was stained with black and red data blocks, and the sweet smile was gone. The once clear Dream Pool had become as murky as black mud.

[Sunday: The Robin... The Iron Tomb, I will never let it be born!]

Black Tower Space Station, Azure Star... one after another, renowned forces on the screen perish.

In just twelve hours, the stars went silent.

In the end, Bo Shizun was also stained with black and red data blocks. The once colorful lights on the huge machine went out, and it was like a rusty piece of scrap metal, no longer alive.

Within Onpharos, in the crimson sun, stands a headless steel giant, the black cross on its chest gleaming with an ominous aura, like a cross made to crucify a god.

[Black Tower: Mechanical Head, is it really dead?]

[Screwgoom: The Iron Tomb's combat power is beyond imagination; it's almost not the kind of power a mortal should possess.]

[Potio: Good heavens! The White Calamity brothers managed to withstand thirty million reincarnations, keeping the Iron Tomb trapped in the amniotic fluid. They're just blessed by their mother!]

[Luanpo: Silver Spear Asura Prince, this metaphor is vivid, but it's too... crude.]

Jing Liu spoke slowly, "After placing your pieces to defend, why not make good use of the opportunity and seize it?"

"The remains of the locusts (breeding) have been seized by the Alliance." Her voice held a hint of excitement: "To slay a god..."

"Simply use the golden blood of annihilation to temper the blades of the [Hunter]!"

[Fireworks: Oh wow? There's another expert?]

[Jingyuan: The remains of a locust?!]