Chapter 1394 (1/2)

Chapter 1394: 460. Flip the table upside down

“Some mysterious energy has interfered with our quantum leap signal jammer.”

In an ocean of digital numbers and lines, a semi-transparent white skull, resembling a large light bulb, floated in the air and spoke to the two similarly phantom-like figures in front of it:

“Although our operation to prevent the enemy from deploying ships has failed, we have still pinpointed the exact location of their forward base. An array composed of ten thousand artificial angels has already set out and will soon destroy the secondary stargate on the edge of the Samimi Star Field, putting an end to this battle.”

“I have already warned you that behind the ‘Soul Construct’ are extraordinary entities not limited to the ‘Command’ plane’s core.”

The speaker was a semi-transparent figure with the appearance of a metal dragon man. Its body was wrapped in bands, halos, and glows primarily formed of numbers and lines, taking the place of sharp and hard dragon scales.

The third figure at the scene seemed reticent and did not pick up the conversation to express their own views.

It was a legless dark figure made of black numbers and lines.

The part above its knees was covered by a black robe, while the part below its knees looked like weather-beaten banners, with torn cloth strips fluttering in the wind, filled with melancholy and misery.

If Noland Lee were at the scene, he would surely be able to distinguish the identities of the three.

The metal dragon man, covered in numbers, likely represented the Metal Ancestor Dragon.

The semi-transparent white skull might point to some entity within the Angel Enterprise Alliance.

And that phantom-like black figure seemed to represent the Dark Divine Cult.

Upon close observation, one could notice that the black numbers forming this figure constantly changed into twisted, painful faces as if it was a source of suffering for all life creatures afflicted by calamity.

The place where these three met was somewhat peculiar.

Surrounding them was a vast ocean of numbers.

White 0s and 1s formed clouds above their heads, under their feet, and all around them, floating slowly.

The next second, the clouds shattered, and the numbers drastically changed.

“0” turned into a long string of letters, the color changing from white to black, forming into a narrow black river stretching across the sky.

“1” transformed into inexplicably meaningful curve graffiti characters, forming rapidly moving strange animals around the three figures.

Another second later, countless numbers and symbols freed themselves from their original shapes, congregated together, and transformed into a large volcano spewing digital magma. Huge rocks fell from the sky, narrowly missing the three figures.

This place is not reality, not even the material world.

Everything here is composed of numbers, symbols, and lines, with inexplicable meanings and constantly changing like it was afflicted with hyperactivity.

The only three able to maintain their stable forms were the three figures currently communicating.