Chapter 1396 - 653: Prelude to the Hijacking (Part 2)

Chapter 1396: Chapter 653: Prelude to the Hijacking (Part 2)

"Come with me." The Shadow Enchanter extended a long finger, swiftly wrapping a chain of information woven from pure darkness around Hilvia’s wrist, firmly controlling her.

He stepped towards the rift, each step accompanied by fragments of decrees shattering in the void, as if walking on the edge of data where order and chaos intersect, about to collapse.

Hilvia gritted her teeth, enduring; she closed her eyes, gathering the last of her inner resistance into a flickering blue light, but it was unable to withstand the informational corrosion waves triggered by the deep activation of the fallen divine influence.

Her consciousness gradually blurred; she felt her soul being pierced by countless fine needles, and at the same time, it seemed to be reshaped and rewritten under a blend of ice and fire, an unbearable pain.

As they stepped to the edge of the Abyssal Rift, the dense black mist suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping the two within.

The magic elements in the surrounding air suddenly fluctuated disorderly, and multiple reality barriers trembled slightly, even the order pulses transmitted from the distant Star Core center exhibited abnormal jumps, filling the space with a suffocating sense of oppression.

At this moment, a blurred but impactful informational sound wave entered Hilvia’s mind: "Host awakening is about to complete, you will become the new spore... Zero Sequence needs you..."

The voice was cold and mechanical, like data commands from the deep void, merciless and irresistible.

This made her hair stand on end, her entire body’s blood pulsing violently, but her determination grew stronger: "No! My life belongs to freedom, I will not yield!"

However, this resistance only brought more intense informational assaults and mental lashes.

She felt the fallen divine influence within her blood gradually expand, corrupting the pure intention deep within her soul.

At the same time, the sacred Life Decree Runes bestowed by the Goddess inside her began to emit a faint glow, fiercely clashing with the darkness, like two intertwined fates on the verge of a revolutionary outbreak.

"Host, you are about to step into the new era of Zero, it is destruction, it is rebirth, and it is the only hope for the multiverse future..."

The informational sound wave echoed intermittently in the darkest corners of her mind, like fragmented Chapters on the pages of an ancient, eerie prophetic book, invoking both fear and confusion, making it difficult to discern truth from falsehood.

Meanwhile, in a team camp farther away:

Sofia frowned, continuously adjusting the protective grid of the Spiritual Domain to prevent unexpected spread;

Annie accelerated the purification program frequency on her magic staff, hoping to intercept and dismantle potential new virus threats;

Reina’s eyes focused the Power of Elements, protecting the perimeter with an Elemental Tornado;

Liya consistently cautiously cast healing and stabilized the environmental field, ensuring the combat state maintained its optimal level.

But they all understood, for Hilvia, this abduction was not just a physical kidnapping, but an extremely cruel and complex information war between soul and consciousness!

As time passed, the chaotic flow of information rolled wildly, and Hilvia immersed herself in the struggle against her inner demons, her body gradually covered by the fallen divine evil runes.

These rune patterns were like living things, constantly spreading and expanding, gradually consuming and mutating the once pure life seals, forming a new spore state, while the once strong, pure human girl was slowly dissipating...

But ultimately, at the edge of despair, a faint yet firm human voice arose: "Don’t forget, you still have the power of choice."

This was a spiritual signal transmitted over by David, reaching the core of her subconscious through a complex illusion network, injecting a final glimmer of hope into the struggling soul...

Hilvia’s body was wrapped in layers of evil runes, her pale face now full of unmistakable pain and struggle.

Yet her eyes were flashing with a determined light, like embers burning in the darkness, she struggled against the erosion brought about by the expansion of the fallen divine influence within her.

Each heartbeat pulsed along the runes, like a gale in the darkness, consuming her Life Force.

"Host, your soul is entangled with the Abyss chains, resistance will only intensify the pain."

The Shadow Enchanter sneered coldly, his voice icy as if coming from the depths of a prison, "But this is also the necessary path for you to become the ’Thousand-faced Nest.’

You will become the core of our sacrifice, birthing new darkness, utterly devouring the multiverse!"

As the words fell, the Shadow Enchanter suddenly spread his arms, the information chain entwined at his fingertips suddenly igniting with scorching black flames, sweeping across the entire rift space.

The intense informational fluctuations quickly infected the surrounding void, forcibly rearranging the decree fragments, the space barriers tightening fiercely, like standing at the cliff’s edge facing collapse.

Hilvia howled in pain, the evil runes on her skin started writhing violently, spreading like living things.

Her whole body ignited with dark blue-black flames, the fallen divine influence within her blood intertwined with her body’s Life Decree, presenting an unprecedented twisted scene.

"Thousand-faced Nest... destiny will be written." With the Shadow Enchanter’s last incantation falling, a powerful Sacrificial Energy erupted from the center of the rift, black and scorching, seemingly capable of swallowing all existence.

Meanwhile, on another side of the multiverse, David still sat steadily at the core position of the data field.

He grasped the wrist holding the prism remnant, his fingertips surging with Soul Power, gradually piecing together the scattered data fragments into fragmented code models.

The decree runes guided from the remnant emitted a ghostly blue light, reflecting a piece of virtual space ahead—a large rift image, precisely the Abyssal Rift coordinates they had detected.

"That’s where the Shadow Enchanter abducted Hilvia..." David murmured, his gaze grave.

"If the Sacrificial Ritual isn’t stopped quickly, the entire multiverse will plunge into total darkness."

Sofia stood beside him, the shadow forest illusion as solid as obsidian, her sharp gaze sweeping over the intelligence emerging in the data space, "This Sacrificial Energy is extremely dangerous, if it erupts in reality, its destructive power will be unimaginable."

Annie adjusted the purification frequency on the magic staff, her expression solemn, "We must extend the ’Chaos Resonance’ program to the rift’s edge, blocking the information chain, preventing the spread of new viral contamination."

Reina clutched the elemental scepter, the surrounding Elemental Energy began to surge once more, flames, frost, storms, and lightning merged into resplendent tornadoes, guarding the team, "Elemental Storm will pave a solid barrier for us, and provide support for the attack."

Liya gently intoned the Life Decree, warm radiance slowly flowing from her palms to each team member, "No matter how dark it is, we will never give up on protecting the hope of this multiverse."

David gathered his Spiritual Power to the limit, slowly closing his eyes, merging with the prism remnant.

The power enveloping mechanical divinity and elemental magic sources gradually spread, as if transforming into a strong light screen covering his entire body, resisting the endless oppression from the void.

"Hilvia, we will not let you face this alone!" His voice was firm and powerful, "No matter how deep the darkness you fall into, we will send light your way!"

Meanwhile, within the Abyssal Rift, the Shadow Enchanter’s eyes flickered with strange lights, he waved his hand slowly, a black informational whip sliced like an invisible blade cutting the space, intending to tear open the multiple reality barriers to draw more corrosive forces for the Sacrificial Ritual.

Around the rift, broken space fragments scattered, like wounds torn open, continuously spouting eerie aura.

Hilvia’s violently writhing divine body gradually changed, like a giant spore ball hatched in the darkness.

Her entire body was covered by a rune mask of a thousand faces, each mask seemingly reflecting the distortion and pain of different souls.

This was the legendary "Thousand-faced Nest"—a new form of Zero Sequence host, both a nucleus of destruction and a source of rebirth.

Whenever the mask slightly trembled, a strong informational ripple burst from within her, impacting the surrounding space, causing the order fluctuations in the void to become more chaotic and unstable.