In the cold, void battlefield, the situation changed in an instant.
The lingering power of the Heavens Blade Judgment had not yet fully dissipated, and the cutting of the Silver Wing storm, combined with Queen Keisha's despair-inducing computational suppression, had already forced the Demon Queen Morgana into a desperate situation.
Her ornate deep purple leather armor was damaged in many places, revealing charred wounds beneath with strange purple-black veins—traces of the Silver Wing's cutting and erosion by holy energy.
Wisps of dark purple blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, congealing into eerie beads in the vacuum.
Her signature smokey makeup had long since been washed away by the turbulent energy, her scarlet lips pressed tightly together, and her eyes burned with madness, resentment, and a glimmer of... terror, which was becoming increasingly clear.
Queen Keisha's attacks were not a violent storm, but rather a precise, continuous, and inescapable sense of suffocation.
Every trajectory of the Silver Wing was extremely tricky, and every suppression of the energy field interrupted her attempts to gather a counterattack at just the right moment.
She felt like a fly trapped in amber; the more she struggled, the tighter the invisible bonds became.
Even more terrifying, she could feel that Queen Keisha was not even using her full strength, but rather seemed to be... testing, or waiting for something.
The Demon One flagship had already been reduced to a massive metallic wreck floating in the void under the judgment and subsequent Angel assaults.
Fires and explosions continued inside, and the surviving Demon soldiers were quickly mopped up by the Angel Warriors squads, their wails and roars rapidly thinning.
Ato protected Morgana with his life, but he had also sustained several wounds deep enough to see bone, and his aura was waning.
Just as Morgana's defenses were about to be completely pierced by the Silver Wings, and her divine body core began to show signs of instability—
"Queen Keisha, please stop."
A voice, aged and peaceful yet carrying an undeniable presence, rang out clearly within the violent energy field like an ice cube dropped into boiling water.
At the edge of the battlefield, space rippled silently, and two figures slowly emerged.
On the left was an old man wearing a simple grey robe.
His hair and beard were white, his face gentle, yet his eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if he could see through the rise and fall of the Universe.
He leaned on a seemingly ordinary wooden staff, but a strange gemstone was embedded in the head of the staff, slowly rotating as if nebulae were being born and dying within it.
On the right was a woman with a cold temperament, dressed in a moon-white dress.
Her beauty was stunning, yet she carried a sense of detachment, as if she did not belong to the mortal World.
She held a jade slip emitting a faint white light, her gaze calmly fixed on Queen Keisha in the center of the battlefield.
Super Seminary, the former mentor, now the observer and Guardian—Rui Ci, and another equally ancient existence.
Their appearance did not bring about a powerful energy shock, but that aura, which seemed to coexist with the Universe itself, distant and vast, caused a subtle stagnation in the energy flow of the entire battlefield.
Even Queen Keisha's movements in controlling the Silver Wings paused slightly, and her golden eyes turned toward these two uninvited guests.
Queen Keisha's voice was calm and waveless, as if their appearance were not unexpected.
"Super Seminary, finally no longer standing on the sidelines?"
"Although the Demon Queen has gone astray, and her philosophy contradicts the Seminary's tenets," Rui Ci's voice was gentle, yet carried an unquestionable persistence, "however, her very existence is also a link in the evolution of the Known Universe, an indispensable variable for observing the ultimate fear."
"If she were to fall here today, I fear there would be immeasurable changes to the future landscape of the Known Universe."
"I ask the Queen to show mercy, temporarily spare her life, and hand her over to the Seminary for custody and reformation."
"Reformation?"
A faint, almost mocking curve tugged at the corner of Queen Keisha's mouth.
"For thirty thousand years, how many civilizations has her madness and depravity poisoned? How many lives has she destroyed?"
"Is the Super Seminary's 'observation' just watching her drag the World into chaos and destruction time and time again, and then casually saying, 'an indispensable variable'?"
"The balance and order of the Universe require diverse forces and possibilities to maintain."
The Moon Goddess spoke coldly, her voice like jade striking stone.
"Absolute justice might lead to another form of totalitarianism."
"Keeping Morgana is a preservation of the diversity of 'free will'."
"Queen Keisha, your order of justice is not the only truth in the Universe."
Almost simultaneously, the space on the other side fluctuated slightly.
A figure wearing a robe with golden sun corona patterns, with a majestic face and a scorching stellar aura radiating from his entire body, emerged—the Lieyang Guardian, General.
He did not approach the center of the battlefield, but hovered far away, nodding slightly in Queen Keisha's direction:
"Queen Holy Keisha. Lieyang has no intention of intervening in the feud between Angels and Demons, nor are we interested in the philosophy of the Super Seminary."
"Lieyang's visit here is only to ensure the safety of our Lord, Sunlight, Reina."
"The Goddess is currently on Earth, and the war is chaotic, so I hope the Queen understands."
General's attitude was very clear: you fight your fight, don't involve my Lord.
He appeared neutral, but it was actually a subtle form of pressure—Reina was on Earth, and if the war got out of control, Lieyang would not sit idly by.
Queen Keisha's gaze swept over Rui Ci, the Moon Goddess, and then past General, her expression unchanged.
The appearance of these people seemed to be within her calculations.
She did not respond immediately, but instead cast her gaze further into the distance, toward that patch of cosmic darkness that seemed eternal.
"Since you've all come, why bother hiding?"
Queen Keisha said faintly.
Following her words, that darkness surged like ink, and a figure wearing a deep blue scholar's robe, with their face hidden in the shadow of a hood, their aura flickering as if between existence and nothingness, slowly emerged.
It was the God of Death, Karl, who had been severely injured before but still stubbornly persisted.
His phantom body was even thinner than before, as if it might dissipate at any moment, but those eyes, which seemed to burn with ghostly blue soul flames, stared fixedly at Queen Keisha, and... the lingering afterglow of the judgment behind her that had not yet completely subsided.
He did not look at Morgana, nor at Rui Ci and the others, but spoke in that hoarse, flickering voice:
"Queen Keisha... good methods."
"Spatial transport... I didn't expect that the Angels' preliminary application of the void had reached such a stage... It was my miscalculation."
His voice carried a strange sense of unwillingness and exploration, but more than that, it was a cold calculation.
"Morganas true name cannot die here."
Karl finally turned his gaze to the heavily injured Morgana, his tone calm but carrying an unquestionable meaning.
"Her research, her understanding of the ultimate fear, her application of void and depraved powers... is an indispensable key to opening the door to a new era."
"Her death would cause many great experiments and observations to lose their meaning."
He slowly raised his hand, palm upward, and a phantom of a huge, ancient book, branded with countless complex and profound symbols on its cover, exuding an indescribable weight and ancient aura, slowly emerged and unfolded behind him—the great clock!
The treasure of the Universe, one of the most powerful celestial-level computers in the Known Universe!
"Today, I must take her away."
Karl's voice became low and firm, and the phantom of the great clock began to rotate slowly, emitting a hazy glimmer that seemed capable of interfering with the origin of time and space.
"Even if it means a direct confrontation with you, Queen."
Rui Ci, the Moon Goddess, General, Karl... the ancient existences of the Super Seminary, the Guardian of Lieyang, the God of Death (remnant) of the Underworld, gathered here for their own purposes, openly or secretly.
The goal was surprisingly unanimous—to stop Queen Keisha from completely annihilating Morgana!
Morgana looked at the figures appearing one after another, especially Karl and the phantom of the great clock, and a glimmer of madness reignited in her eyes.
She coughed up blood and hissed with a laugh: "Hahaha! Queen Keisha! See that?! You want to kill me?! It's not that easy! This Universe isn't ruled by just you!"
The scene instantly evolved from a one-sided crushing of Demons by Angels into a complex standoff between multiple god-level forces.
Any rash move by any party could trigger a chain reaction, causing the war situation to completely spiral out of control, and even affect Earth below.
Angel Yan, Angel Leng, and other high-ranking Guardian Angels quickly tightened their formation, guarding Queen Keisha, ready for battle.
But facing existences of the level of Rui Ci, the Moon Goddess, and Karl, even they felt immense pressure.
However, facing the entry of the gods, the threat of the great clock, and the pressure from various sides—both overt and covert—Queen Keisha, seated upon her throne, showed not a hint of tension or gravity on her beautiful face. Instead, she slowly revealed a clear, calm smile, one tinged with a hint of understanding and... complete control.
Her gaze slowly swept across Rui Ci, the Moon God, and General, finally settling on Karl, who was exerting all his power to drive the great clock, attempting to lock onto Morgana and construct a special jump channel, as well as the phantom of the ancient book slowly rotating behind him.
"Everyone is here," Queen Keisha whispered to herself, as if confirming something.
Then, she raised her right hand. She did not point at anyone, but instead splayed her fingers, her palm facing the void, as if holding up something invisible.
"Activate, 'Order Interference' force field."
Her voice was soft, yet it sounded like an alarm bell ringing throughout the Universe.
Hum—!
Centered on Queen Keisha's position, an invisible "ripple"—one that could not be described by color, form, or even conventional energy characteristics, but was purely condensed and sublimated from "logic," "definition," and "rules"—instantly expanded at a speed exceeding light, in a nearly conceptual "simultaneous effect" manner, covering a massive spherical airspace with a diameter of over one hundred thousand kilometers, centered on the battlefield!
Wherever this ripple passed, the Universe seemed to have been pressed on pause, or as if it had been encased in an absolutely transparent yet indestructible "logical shackle"!
The first to feel the anomaly were Rui Ci and the Moon God. Their distant aura, which seemed to be in sync with the Universe, suddenly stalled. When they attempted to mobilize their own rule-based powers connected to concepts like "Time" and "Moonlight," they discovered that the surrounding space, time, and even energy itself were filled and defined by an invisible, cold, and extremely rigorous "exclusive" logical structure!
Their power was not stripped away; rather, it was forcibly "embedded" into a "Universe model" constructed entirely by another, higher, more absolute, and more "domineering" underlying logical framework. In this model, the defining power and priority of their own rules were suppressed to the lowest level! It was like trying to forcibly modify the main rules of a dream while inside someone else's dream—every step was arduous!
The scorching stellar aura around General was instantly dimmed, as if doused with ice water. He felt that his resonance with the stellar energy of the distant Lieyang Star was severely interfered with and delayed by something extremely strange, akin to a "logic firewall." The speed at which he could mobilize energy slowed down by more than a hundred times! It was as if a completely unfamiliar "energy routing protocol" that refused to let him pass had been inserted out of thin air between him and Lieyang!
And the most shocking effect was on Karl and the great clock he was driving with all his might! The moment the hazy light of the great clock, which had begun to interfere with space-time and attempt to construct a special channel, made contact with that invisible "ripple," it was as if it had crashed into an invisible wall of sighs composed of absolute logic!
The light violently oscillated and distorted, attempting to analyze, break through, and erode this logical barrier, but the complexity and solidity of that barrier far exceeded imagination! It was not a mere energy shield or a spatial blockade; it acted directly upon the lowest logical level of "information exchange and rule execution"!
The massive data flow and rule interference force emitted by the great clock at full power—sufficient to shake the rules of a small galaxy—collided with this "logic lockdown" force field, only to disappear like a stone in the ocean. It was decomposed, absorbed, assimilated, and then... neutralized layer by layer!
The phantom of the great clock let out a piercing wail of being overwhelmed, as if billions of gears had jammed simultaneously! Its rotation speed slowed and lagged visibly to the naked eye, and the light of the profound symbols on its surface flickered, as if it might extinguish completely at any moment.
Karl's already faint phantom body fluctuated violently, and the ghostly blue flames in his eyes flickered wildly, filled with incredible shock and a sense of... horror, as if witnessing a myth becoming reality!
"What... what is this?! Logic lockdown?! No... impossible! This is the absolute definition and monopoly over the information layer of the Universe's underlying rules! This is a domain that theoretically can only be initially touched by a fifth generation divine body or even higher levels! How could you... how could you possibly achieve this scale of application at the fourth generation divine body stage?!" For the first time, Karl's voice lost its eternal calm and carried intense fluctuations.
Not only him, but Rui Ci, the Moon God, General, and even the heavily injured Morgana—all god-level entities within this "Order Interference" force field—felt an unprecedented sense of restraint and suppression originating from the very source of their life and power!
They still "existed" and still possessed power, but their "underlying permissions" and "execution efficiency" for mobilizing power, applying rules, and even conducting effective thinking and complex information exchange with the outside World were forcibly suppressed, delayed, or even temporarily "frozen" by a higher, more domineering "logical will"!
It was as if they had been instantly thrown back from an era of high-speed networking to the Stone Age, where they could only communicate slowly via single-threaded, basic coding! No, it was worse than that! It was as if their own powerful "operating systems" and "hardware" had been forcibly fitted with a cold, "administrator lock" that was completely unfamiliar and had far higher authority than them!
Movements became abnormally sluggish, thoughts felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire, energy mobilization became obscure and difficult, and rule interference became almost ineffective... Apart from the most basic life support and extremely slow physical movement, all the extraordinary abilities and god-level means they prided themselves on were suppressed to a despairingly low point within this force field!
Except for the Angels.
Angel Yan, Angel Leng, Zhui... all Angel Warriors, although they also felt the existence of the force field, had their movements, communications, and energy mobilization almost completely unaffected. Instead, they seemed to have received some kind of implicit enhancement, becoming even more fluid and precise.
This was because the underlying logical protocol and permission authentication of this "Order Interference" force field originated from the Angels, from Queen Keisha, and from the latest and most core research achievements of the "Sacred Knowledge Vault" and the "Sky-based Computing Cluster"—the forbidden result that combined the high-dimensional information conjectures brought by Artoria with the crystallization of the Angels' tens of thousands of years of space and information technology!
Queen Keisha slowly lowered her hand and hovered calmly in the center of the force field, like the sole master of this logical cage. Her gaze swept over the gods, who were struggling with extreme difficulty as if pressed on slow-motion, and finally landed on the dim, almost stagnant phantom of the great clock and Karl's horrified phantom body.
"The great clock... is indeed a remarkable creation." Queen Keisha's voice rang out calmly, exceptionally clear in this void frozen by logic, "But no matter how powerful a clock is, it must follow the logic of time and operate within a stable framework of rules."
"When the underlying logic of the entire framework is redefined and locked by higher authority, every swing of the pendulum and every meshing of the gears requires the permission of the 'administrator'..."
"In that case, even the great clock is nothing more than... a rather exquisite ornament."
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Rui Ci and the Moon God in the distance, whose expressions were showing intense fluctuations for the first time, as if their worldview had been impacted. Her tone remained indifferent:
"The 'observation' of the Super Seminary, the 'neutrality' of Lieyang, the'scheming' of the God of Death... all lose their meaning in the face of absolute defining power."
"Now,"
Queen Keisha's gaze fell back onto Morgana, who was within the force field, moving sluggishly, her eyes finally filled with fear once again. The gaze was calm, yet colder than Silver Wings.
"Let us continue."
The cage of logic had fallen, and the chess game of the gods, in the face of absolute defining power, had turned into a ridiculous children's play.
And the one who held the power of definition was already prepared to place the final piece.
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