Relying on the new resonance frequency channel generated by the Soul Contract, the team members were equipped with an improved multidimensional traversal power armor, each set embedded with modules that subtly but effectively capture and amplify multi-frequency signals. This allowed them to dodge numerous complex coding traps and avoid the strong electromagnetic detection networks set up by the Twilight Council reconnaissance units, achieving efficient covert infiltration operations.
Sofia looked back at the rows of rune barriers dimly lit behind the passageway, specially set up by Hilvia as a final safeguard against potential unexpected situations.
"Remember," she whispered, "each of you is the last hope of Order. Stay vigilant; even if you have to sacrifice, do not let the ’Entropy Inversion Furnace’ slip from our control!"
As time silently passed by.
The scouts hidden in the void crevices swarmed and were precisely slain and blocked by Sofia, while the main team gradually approached the heart of the mothership.
The narrow, corrosive-scented information alley warfare intensified, intertwining various psionic explosions and data virus attacks. Small groups of defected mechanical guards fought desperately trying to stop the invaders from approaching key equipment areas, with every step fraught with peril and harsh tests!
Finally, as they reached the outer control platform of the "Entropy Inversion Furnace," the red-purple laser grid suddenly arose, with countless buzzing reverberations echoing around, causing various crystallized data particles to disintegrate and scatter, instantly making the environment more distorted, chaotic, and hard to discern.
And at this moment.
David decisively raised the phasing dagger, its phase blade flickering with dual flames of blazing red and eerie blue, resonating with his bloodline to the extreme state.
He charged forward, using all his strength to slash the red-purple arc spewing, binding network, while simultaneously channeling the long-frozen Origin Power of his ingrained decrees to form pure destructive law ripples, instantly collapsing and annihilating dozens of defense nodes within the vicinity!
The soldiers, seeing this, quickly followed up for cover, deploying thermonuclear disruptor bombs and data cleaners, significantly weakening the outer electronic surveillance and cleaning up a large number of corrupt spore remnants, rapidly expanding the breakthrough point.
At this moment, a steady yet ferocious roar came from behind: "The enemy commander is here!
All units, take heed! Prioritize protecting the ’Entropy Inversion Furnace’ and prevent any damage!"
This was the most core mechanical unit defending the mothership, equipped with High Tier antimatter turrets, superconducting energy shields, and self-repair systems. It was the culmination of the Eternal Night Council’s technology, and one of the greatest ironclad obstacles to this assault!
In the face of this formidable threat, David resolutely shouted, "Gather all remaining ammunition! Focus fire! Be sure to quickly suppress the long-range artillery positions!"
Hilvia used the wisdom of her scepter to guide and connect the Knight Order members across different locations, enhancing overall coordination efficiency through remote mental links.
At the same time, Annie cast spells to weave a delicate backlash barrier over the attack route, continuously analyzing and breaking the enemy’s code weaknesses to create possible breakthroughs!
After numerous deadly battles and highly coordinated teamwork, the team broke through the turret’s firing range encirclement three times.
When the first thermonuclear bomb hit its mark accurately, causing a violent chain reaction that shook the defense network, several mechanical components began to fail temporarily, and the team seized the opportunity to quickly dash to the target control cabin entrance!
It was a door inlaid with ancient secret runes, made of special nanometal alloys, bearing intricate and incomprehensible data inscriptions with a significant sense of powerful summons, leading to the final entrance to the "Entropy Inversion Furnace"...
Standing in front of the door was Sofia, her cheeks stained with a bit of dust and fatigue, but her gaze remained cold and resolute, with murmurs of admiration for her brave determination rising from the crowd.
When she lightly tapped the sword hilt, the blade’s tip collided with the center of the inscriptions, emitting a cool chanting sound, and that thin icy aura spread along the doorframe, causing the door to slowly open...
Sofia was the first to step in, her sword blade still emitting the flame of the initial sparks, a silver-blue trail flashing behind her like a comet streaking across the night sky.
Her gaze was sharp as a blade, sweeping over the complex, intersecting information circuits and flickering runes before her, with every step treading the intertwined veins of time and space.
David followed closely, his newly-born left arm, emitting a silver glow due to the Soul Contract, trembling slightly but was more filled with unwavering courage.
He surveyed his surroundings, the data streams dancing on those massive mechanical devices writhing like they had life, driving the heart of the annihilation fleet’s mothership.
The air was thick with the scent of information corrosion, but at this moment, they felt an indescribable new Order Decree continually emerging and echoing.
"We must be quick," David whispered, "the time loop is still ongoing, which means the enemy has the capability to reset the battlefield repeatedly; we have to break this cycle."
Sofia nodded, the sword edge gathering a golden-blue spark, "I will sever the enemy’s countermeasures from within, dismantling the temporal chains."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.
Cynthia stood at the Northern Fortress’s perimeter communication center, clad in a deep-purple battle armor, her face bearing a look of complex contemplation.
She watched intently the rapidly jumping data streams and simulation interfaces on the holographic screen, those fragmented information pieces seemingly concealing crucial clues.
After countless failed attempts, this was the only sliver of hope she could grasp.
"This is... the loop anchor point." Her sharp gaze swept over the images on the screen; it was three oddly shaped "Temporal Guardians," surrounded by temporal vortexes forming shields, quietly hovering on the periphery of the annihilation fleet’s formation yet releasing a strong and stable information frequency signal.