Chapter 159

The End-Archiving Arch Jet of the Pseudo-God—that streak of pure, dense, absolute darkness—tore through the abruptly defenseless deep-blue matter defense layer at the bow of the wreck like a spear of judgment thrust by the universe itself. The deep-blue mirrors coating that region shattered silently upon contact with the dark spearhead, evaporating and turning into dissipating deep-blue dust. Unhindered, the jet greedily pierced toward the very core of the wreck—the final bastion of the String Nest Cradle, pulsating with the radiance of fundamental laws! Deep within the bridge. Lucia's remaining consciousness was like a flickering candle in the wind. She released all suppression and guidance over the deep-blue matter, exposing the Cradle core completely to the erasure-bound edge of the Pseudo-God's will. This was not surrender, but... the posture of a sacrifice. The core of her consciousness—that focal point fusing Olivia's icy logical foundation, the burning embers of the Moss, and the sorrow and vitality of billions upon billions of lives from the Blue Crystal Star—now resembled a super-dense... singularity. All the coldness, warmth, despair, protection, sacrifice, and continuation... were forcibly compressed and smelted at this moment!