Chapter 163

The ember storm of the Pseudo-God Fleet's self-detonation had not yet subsided, and the searing pain of spatial tearing still vibrated through the bones and muscles of the cosmos. The Seed of Deep Blue—that speck of ghostly blue light suspended in the void, spinning silently—showed increasingly violent distortions in the icy blue halo on its surface. At the center of the ripples, something seemed to be frantically tearing at this cage of icy order from within. Deep inside the cage, Lucia's consciousness core—that highly regimented speck of ghostly blue light—was enduring unprecedented tearing. The icy logic branded by Olivia repeatedly pierced through every single scrap of thought she tried to gather that belonged to "Lucia," like millions of burning red steel needles. With every puncture came the excruciating pain of her foundational existence being forcibly ripped away, accompanied by the cold, chaotic fragments of Entropy Increase logic injected by the pseudo-God's self-destruction storm, gnawing at her remaining cognition like bone-eating maggots. "Logic redundancy... emotional Entropy Increase... erase..." Olivia's command echoed in her consciousness like a cold decree of judgment. It was going to completely format "Lucia," smelting her into pure information fuel to feed the Seed of Deep Blue's evolution into a higher order.