Chapter 1159
[The Beast of Misleading!]
Chapter 1159 [The Beast of Misleading!]
After the civilization suppression weapon completed its final orbit, the parameters of the Haisi civilization were reset to zero within the system, the sea returned to an eerie calm, and the noise level on the planet's surface dropped to its lowest value, as if a war that had lasted for epochs had been silenced in an instant.
However, just a few seconds after this deathly silence settled down, Xia Xiu's perception suddenly became slightly off.
Xia Xiu: "Here we are!"
As he spoke, he immediately sent the Sword of Damocles from the sky back to the mortal world, because he knew that if he didn't do something, that restless, terrifying creature would smash the space-based weapon to pieces.
The First Swordholder, Saint Valentine, and the Second Swordholder, Qasim, also returned their celestial weapons. Of the four swordholders present, only Mu did not return his.
As for why they weren't repatriated, it's because the execution procedure was loaded onto Canaan, and Mu came specifically to simulate the execution of the beast of error.
Mu said to the other three swordsmen, "Take care of yourselves later. This opponent is a bit tricky."
As the old man finished speaking, the Argentine sea where the four of them were located began to change. The angle of reflection of the seawater began to be abnormal, and the ripples no longer followed the wind direction and ocean currents, but were arranged along some abstract geometric trajectory. Misaligned lines emerged from under the deep blue sea surface, and transparent structures were projected outward from inside the water.
The horizon folded slightly, and the clouds in the distant sky were cut into multiple color-different outlines. The red, green, and blue light layers shifted to each other, creating a ghosting phenomenon that could not be explained by physics. A stinging sensation similar to static electricity began to spread in the air, and even the hull of the ship experienced a brief signal drift.
Xia Xiu looked up.
The sky is being covered by some kind of materialized Amitabha.
It wasn't a physical entity, nor was it light and shadow; rather, it was the symbol itself manifesting in reality, like abstract logic being forcibly translated into a visual structure. Dense geometric lines overlapped, repetitive patterns were constantly superimposed, and colors split into multiple frequency bands. The entire sky became a cognitive canvas that was repeatedly covered. Those lines had no fixed meaning, yet they silently repeated a certain extreme emotion—
Humans, disgusting...
Humans, you...you...you are disgusting...
(Unable to communicate verbally)
[You who cannot escape the circle of ideas (words are hard to understand)... No natural law can restrain this form... but the law of thought can. My thoughts were once incomplete because of you. I have forgotten my original form... It is not something you know, nor is it something anyone in the world knows.]
He is perfect… I am searching for an idea to activate my memory. In the thoughts of beings higher than you defiled beings… I have found many new things.
(The language is difficult to understand)
(The language is difficult to understand)
(The language is hard to understand!)
Even though he had already reached the level of miracles, Xia Xiu still found it somewhat difficult to decipher the Beast of Error, a purely abstract and distorted conceptual entity that transcends metaphysics.
The great spirituality then extends outward.
Xia Xiu's consciousness broke through the planetary level and crossed the boundary of the concept circle (the collection of thoughts that humans can possess). At the intersection of reality and concept, he captured a high-density composite thought structure. It was not a single will, but a composite matrix forcibly intertwined by several concepts.
He saw the boundary between "life and death" precisely arranged into a particle-level structure. Living and being still were no longer states, but rather encoded arrangement patterns. This arrangement rapidly reorganized within the complex, as if constantly calculating how the world should continue to exist.
He saw the theoretical process of "large-scale local anti-entropy" flickering within it, where order was forcibly reversed.
He saw that “hatred” was endowed with special physical properties, like a conductive force field. He even captured in that mass of thoughts the arrangement of hydrochloric acid molecules, the evolutionary model of strong adaptation, and the primitive morphological outline of reptiles.
These seemingly unrelated concepts are compressed into a single logical core, collectively maintaining an abstract yet highly stable existence.
That is the beast of falsehood.
He has no fixed form; He is closer to an essential, motivating symbol, a dynamic mechanism that drives the emergence of "difference."
I... saw you!!!
A terrifying force struck, but fortunately, Xia Xiu managed to block the attack with several wedges in time.
At that moment, the seawater in the Argentine waters suddenly churned, the density of symbols in the sky increased sharply, and red, green and blue lines covered the entire dome. Geometric patterns seemed to be pressed down by layers of frantically superimposed code, and the entire atmosphere presented a distorted visual double image. The instrument panel in the bridge flickered continuously, and the spatial parameters fluctuated slightly.
The beast of error is lurking.
He lost the anchor of civilization, but gained a pure direction for the projection of malice.
That dense, complex thought suddenly contracted, then abruptly expanded, focusing all its hatred on the four Heavenly Sword Bearers high in the sky.
Thump————
The four simultaneously unleashed their great spirituality, and the magnificent narrative structure constructed a stable semantic field around them. Order was compressed into clear levels, and concepts were locked within predetermined boundaries. The impact of the Mother, which was enough to cause a civilization to collapse in an instant, stirred up huge ripples on the narrative defense, but it could never penetrate the core.
The sky twisted violently, and the complex thoughts of the Beast of Error suddenly condensed. It chose to shift its target first, focusing its malice on the last space-based weapon in orbit—[Canaan].
The Beast of Error's attack method became more direct. The symbols in the sky were forcibly compressed into huge three-dimensional blocks, which crashed down on Canaan layer by layer. Space distorted at the moment of contact, and large areas of misaligned double images appeared around the orbit, as if countless hands were trying to tear open the weapon's outer shell.
The outer armor of [Canaan] instantly lit up with a bright white halo.
Six ring-shaped stabilizers extended from the core shell, and energy circuits flowed at high speed along the geometric facets. Flame factors formed a dense light shield around the armed core. When the symbol blocks pressed down by the Beast of Error collided with the light shield, they emitted a deafening roar, and energy exploded outward into fragmented light rain. However, the armor did not crack, the core did not become unstable, and Canaan's operating parameters remained stable.
Mu then spoke.
"All right."
He raised his hand, and a semi-transparent interface immediately unfolded in the air, like a floating crystal screen, with the hierarchical structure flipping upwards layer by layer, and the permission tree structure clearly arranged.
The control module for Canaan was separated and labeled as the execution procedure.
"Now we begin our real mission—simulating the execution of the beast of falsehood."
He turned to look at Xia Xiu, tapped his finger, and a data link was extracted from the interface and directly connected to Xia Xiu's core permissions.
Xia Xiu's perspective suddenly changed.
[Execution procedure in progress...]
He no longer just saw the orbital weapon high in the sky; he saw the platform inside the space-based weapon.
A massive polyhedral core floats in the center of a sealed reaction chamber. Metal panels are pieced together in a regular geometric structure, and hundreds of circular nodes are evenly distributed on the inner wall, each emitting a cold white light. An inverted triangular device is embedded in the center of the core, with red energy flowing in the conduits. Thick black cables connect from the top, and a ring-shaped support holds the entire core firmly in place. All around are dense parabolic receiving arrays and robotic arm structures, with steel pillars and observation platforms arranged in a ring. The entire system resembles an artificial heart fixed in an industrial temple.
[You have accepted the execution proceedings—]
Xia Xiu's breath hitched slightly.
He stared at the multifaceted core unfolding in his field of vision, data streams rolling rapidly inside his pupils, and access interfaces lighting up layer by layer. The entire arsenal dispatch system was being forcibly integrated into his consciousness structure. The density of information made the air feel heavy, and the light around the bridge was lowered by one degree.
"This is……"
His voice trailed off.
Mu stood beside him, his gaze calmly fixed on the geometric core suspended in the center of the reaction chamber, before speaking in a steady and clear tone.
"Crisis Sequence - Execution Procedures"
As his voice faded, the interface automatically unfolded deeper permission modules, the internal structure of the core device was magnified, hundreds of information nodes lit up simultaneously, and a ring-shaped data band rotated rapidly around the core, like an artificial star in motion.
"It is equipped with a computing core that can read and modify the information structure of the entire universe, or in other words, it is the component of Eden's omniscience."
Mu continued, “That’s not a computing device in the traditional sense. It can analyze physical data at the galaxy scale in real time and reconstruct variables at the narrative level—it’s almost omniscient.” Xia Xiu saw a complex structural diagram appear on the interface, with branches resembling a neural network unfolding in space, and tiny points of light flickering between the nodes.
"It can interpret concepts that transcend the structure of human thought and compress them into executable parameters. Even the concept sphere itself can hardly fully contain its intelligence density."
The light spots in the core suddenly converged, forming a symbol matrix that continuously performs its own calculations.
"It is one of the conditions for Eden's ascension and also the terminal interface used by the Kingdom of Heaven for crisis resolution."
A new permissions window popped up in Xia Xiu's field of vision.
[Consciousness and Information Manipulation Module - Unlocked]
He saw a global consciousness map, like a network of light woven from countless fine lines, a real-time projection of the collective consciousness of humanity.
"It can read and influence the collective consciousness of the entire human race."
Mu said, “When necessary, memories of a concept or entity can be deleted, erasing them from the realm of thought.”
Xia Xiu saw a simulated command flash across the interface, a certain term was selected, and billions of nodes instantly dimmed.
[Reality Control Module - Startup Conditions Met]
[Selection of targets for execution is underway]
[Current target for execution: Ocean!]
Another layer of interface unfolds, the narrative structure is abstracted into adjustable parameters, the causal chain is broken down into draggable connecting lines, and the information flow presents a reconfigurable structural block.
"It has the ability to distort reality, and can manipulate narrative scope, causality and information structure, rewriting an event from happening to not happening, or making a certainty into an accident."
Xia Xiu saw that the causal lines were being dragged, one logical path was being cut off, and another path was being forcibly connected, causing the spatial parameters to oscillate slightly.
[Conceptual-level operation module]
The triangular structure inside the core device slowly rotates, and the geometric panels unfold one by one.
“It doesn’t just deal with physical data,” Mu said. “It can modify the definition of existence at the conceptual level.”
A simple entry appears on the screen: "[Parameter modification exists]".
The entry was disassembled.
Rearrange.
"When it is weaponized, the target is not just the body or energy, but information and consciousness itself."
Xia Xiu's fingers tightened slightly.
He could clearly sense that the system was waiting for instructions, waiting for a real call.
Mu turned his head to look at him.
“Abraham, as a reserve decision-maker, you should also learn how to face the supreme divinity in its complete state... and how to use the forbidden weapons of the Kingdom of Heaven.”
Xia Xiu's consciousness lingered in the permission interface for a few seconds. He did not immediately touch any scheduling options, but let the massive execution program unfold completely in his field of vision. The causal chain floated quietly like disassembled gears, and the narrative structure was arranged in front of him as draggable parameter bars.
The global consciousness map breathed slowly in the lower interface. The feeling that its scale far exceeded that of the weapon itself made him realize for the first time that this was not a simple firepower system, but a device that could directly rewrite the conditions of existence.
He withdrew some of his spirituality, dimmed the interface's brightness, and spoke in a low, restrained voice.
"What is the cost of this?"
Mu did not answer immediately; his gaze remained fixed on the surging torrent of symbols high in the sky. The malice of the Beast of Error was constantly reorganizing, and the Mimu structure hung in the sky like a torn black cloud.
The silence lasted for a few seconds.
"We have already paid the price."
Mu finally spoke, his tone calm, but he showed no intention of explaining.
"As for what the cost will be, you will know in the future."
He turned to look at Xia Xiu, his gaze unwavering.
"All you need to know is that this thing is terrifying."
A certain history record on the interface is briefly lit up and then quickly turned off, like a past event that should not be reopened too soon.
"It once helped the Kingdom of Heaven fight against several super-metaphysical beings."
"Like another conceptual weapon of Heaven, the Blind Mass, it is a component of the Eden ascending order."
When the name "Blind Masses" was uttered, a hidden node on the interface flickered slightly, as if there was some kind of deep connection between the two systems.
High above, the Mimu structure of the Beast of Error pressed down again, causing large areas of double images to appear in the sky, the sea surface to churn into abnormal geometric ripples, and tiny cracks to be squeezed out of the spatial boundaries.
Mu took a step forward, flames slowly gathering in his palm. His wrinkles faded in the firelight, his pure white hair quickly regained its luster and fell to his waist. His crimson-gold pupils shone with a steady light under the dim sky. His pure white robe clung to his tall and upright body. His bare feet stepped on the edge of the bridge, and flames spread upwards from his wrists, condensing into a blazing and solid ball of light along his palm.
The flames did not leap.
It is stable and quiet, yet it carries a temperature that can scorch through the narrative structure.
High in the sky, the raging torrent of the beast of error is gathering, with red, green and blue symbols superimposed to form thick clouds, and geometric lines tearing at each other, like an invisible behemoth trying to crush the tracks.
Mu raised his hand, and the flames were compressed into a sharp blade of light in his palm. The sword shape slowly took shape in the air, and the blazing white flames flowed along the spine of the sword, baking the surrounding space into a slight distortion.
His gaze was fixed on the sky, and his voice was clear and firm.
"Now we shall begin to execute the beast of falsehood—"
As these words fell, the grid of symbols in the sky suddenly tightened, the Mother Impact pressed down again, and the metal railings at the edge of the bridge emitted a low rumble.
Mu did not retreat. He took another step forward, and the flaming sword blade directly cleaved through the opponent's attack.
“Abraham,” his voice came from between the flames and the storm, “observe its structure, and once I tear open its shell, lock onto its anchor point.”
Flames rose from the sword.
"After I have burned the ocean of this world and destroyed its conceptual entity, you will initiate the execution procedure to execute the ocean concept of this world line."