The death of space was utterly silent.
There was no thunderous roar of explosion, no flash-burst of matter annihilation. There was only the death-rattle of the foundation of existence itself being dismantled from within. The Purification Core's unimaginably vast, cold, and perfect geometric structure was scored by the logic fractures of the Entropy Nest's self-destructive forging, like a festering sore. The moment the internal, accumulated logical cancer was pierced and detonated by the dual thrust of the vector of will and the dying embers of the furnace—
It COLLAPSED!
Chapter 86