There were no more farewells, nor was any further emotional outburst allowed.
Lind suddenly turned around and faced the area in the center of the laboratory that had been deliberately cleared out, but now seemed to be connected to the core of the universe.
He closed his eyes, not to escape, but to more clearly "introspect" and perceive the two vast primal forces within his body, as well as the "roots" deep within his soul that resonated faintly with the entire continent of Til.
An invisible command, centered on him, spread out instantly like concentric circles created by a pebble thrown into a calm lake.
The energy network of the entire Starfire base responded first, emitting a deep hum, like a giant beast awakening.
Immediately afterwards, the pre-set energy nodes, agreed upon with several supreme beings, simultaneously received that final confirmation signal with the highest authority and no room for doubt.
Eversong Forest, Garden of the Mother Tree.
Alesia's massive form let out a long and sorrowful sigh, a sigh that was not a sound, but a ripple of life that swept across the entire forest.
The emerald-like radiance was more dazzling than ever before, as if countless stars were simultaneously lit up among her branches and leaves. The boundless vitality and the natural laws intertwined for hundreds of millions of years transformed into a tangible green river of light. Obeying the ancient covenant and the new call, it rushed towards the Starfire Base along the earth's veins and the invisible natural network, like a mother delivering her last nourishment.
In the sacred land of Dragon's Rest, the vast will of Amazelak was no longer at peace. It stirred up the energy dust of the sacred land, transforming it into a pillar of starlight that pierced through heaven and earth, pure and ancient, with countless star maps seemingly flowing within it.
This pillar of light, carrying the dragon race's ancient oath of protection, profound knowledge of the starry sea, and coordinates, descended like a meteor, carrying a resolute meaning, towards the agreed location.
In the Orcish royal court, Uranus's roar was not one of anger, but a battle cry erupting from the most primal power, shaking mountains and rivers and dispelling the clouds.
The savage bloodlust, the indomitable fighting spirit, and the wild soul of a stampede of beasts transformed into a crimson torrent of energy, as red as lava and as scorching as the sun, tearing through the sky and rolling in, to inject the sharpest fangs into the newly born "foundation".
Deep within the Dwarf Mountains, the heart of the earth roars, the purest forging power and the steadfast will of the mountains rise; in the endless sea, the storms subside, the whirlpools calm, the deepest ocean currents resonate with the ancient rhythm of the tides… The entire continent of Til, symbolizing the supreme existence of power and rules, responds at this moment to the call of the being who once contended with them, cooperated with them, and ultimately chose to become the foundation of the world.
Linde stood in the eye of the storm and slowly opened his arms.
This simple action seemed to have leveraged the world.
On the left, the dazzling source of light, containing infinite order, creation, and logical possibilities, bursts forth like a galaxy that has been suppressed for billions of years finally finding its outlet!
It is not gentle light, but a torrent of rules condensed to the extreme, presenting a liquid platinum-like texture. Wherever it passes, space is "defined," becoming stable and orderly, as if even the smallest particles are arranged neatly.
The right hand, deep and boundless, symbolizing the ultimate nothingness, the end and the shadow of chaos, the power of the Abyss, quietly spread out as if the eternal night itself had gained form!
It is not darkness, but an "emptiness" that devours all light, heat, concepts, and existence, presenting a vortex of flowing ink and deep purple, carrying a chill that freezes the soul, yet containing the profound truth of "returning to zero" and "restarting".
The two primordial forces, powerful enough to easily tear apart gods and annihilate stars, did not clash as fiercely as usual.
Under Linde's absolute dominion, which had transcended the individual and resonated with the will of the continent, they began to undergo the deepest and most essential fusion and reconstruction, with his body as the axis!
"Well--!"
It is not a painful groan, but a tremor of the soul that transcends the senses when a form of existence is forcibly rewritten and a dimension is forcibly elevated!
Linde's body, starting from his fingertips, burst forth with a light that could not be described by any earthly color—it was the manifestation of the rules themselves!
The skin became transparent, and beneath it there was no longer the texture of flesh and blood, but rather a miniature galaxy and the shadows that devoured the galaxy flowing, intertwining and weaving wildly.
The bones emitted a clear, jade-like sound, then transformed into a runic skeleton that carried the laws of light and darkness; every cell cheered, wailed, disintegrated, and reorganized, sublimating from a pure material form to a higher-dimensional "aggregate of rule information".
The boundaries of the individual are becoming blurred.
The memories, emotions, and cognitions belonging to "Linde" did not disappear, but were stretched and diluted, like ink dropped into the ocean, beginning to merge with a larger "existence".
The self is dissolving, replaced by an ever-expanding, boundless "perception".
He "saw"—no, he directly became—the pulsation of every energy vein on the continent, the whispers of the mineral veins buried deep underground, and the trajectory of the gale in the sky.
He "heard"—no, he directly understood—the unconscious whispers of millions of living beings, the yearning of plants to grow, the focus of wild beasts when hunting, and the prayers and hopes that gathered in the city.
He "sense"—no, he directly experienced—the lonely trajectory and gravitational rhythm of the planet moving through the cold void, the pull of the twin moon tides on the ocean, the faint yet eternal radiation cast by distant stars…
At the same time, torrents of supreme power and laws, of various colors and natures, gathered from all parts of the continent, like rivers flowing into the sea, and poured into the nascent primordial vortex centered on Linde.
Eliscia's verdant life veins infuse this cold, rational system of rules with the spirituality of "growth," "healing," and "circulation," as if giving a machine a soul.
The silvery star coordinates of Amazelak illuminated its "eyes" for gazing into deep space and warning of danger, and also provided it with "anchor points" to stabilize itself in the turbulent flow of spacetime.
Urano's crimson, savage fighting spirit forged its "sharpness" and "will" to resist foreign aggression and never yield; that was the system's most fundamental defensive logic.
The dwarven brown earth is solid, the Naga's azure storm cycles... everything is being systematically decomposed, absorbed, and reconstructed under the rule and weaving of Lind's own transforming light and darkness source—a harmonizing force that transcends mere opposition and tends towards the "primordial tai chi"—becoming an indispensable part of this newborn "all-encompassing star hub" system, like adding muscles, nerves, and blood to a skeleton.
Above the Starfire Base, an astonishing phenomenon has occurred!
A seven-colored vortex, which started as small as a laboratory, then expanded wildly until it covered the entire sky, slowly took shape.
It is not a physical entity, yet it is more awe-inspiring than any physical entity.
Inside the vortex, the platinum order of the light veins and the deep purple nothingness of the shadow abyss are no longer simply intertwined, but form countless extremely complex dynamic patterns containing profound truths, as if the source code of the universe is being written.
Runes representing different laws such as life, stars, earth, and storms, are like schools of fish that come to life, being born, flowing, colliding, and merging in this magnificent yet terrifying vortex.
At the center of the vortex was the location of the laboratory, where Linde's final material form had been completely swallowed up by the unbearable light of the rules.
Only a vast, cold (but not ruthless) will, faintly resonating with all things, rising like a newly born star, is constantly spreading, stabilizing, and becoming one with heaven and earth!
All living beings on the continent of Tiel, regardless of race, strength, or whether they live in bustling cities or remote wilderness, felt a stirring in their hearts and souls at this moment.
The farmer stopped hoeing, the craftsman put down his hammer, the elf stopped chanting, the orc roared to the sky, and the Naga in the sea rose to the surface... They all looked up at the strange celestial phenomena that could be felt even in the distant sky, bringing peace and awe to their souls, or touched the earth that suddenly felt a faint warmth.
An indescribable sense of peace, stemming from the instinct of life, mixed with awe at the birth of some unimaginable great being, quietly filled my heart.
It was as if the vulnerability of being exposed to the starry sky and having nothing to rely on was gently covered by an invisible yet incredibly solid "dome"; it was as if a certain missing "foundation" of the world was quietly filled in at this moment, and from then on, one was grounded and had a source of support.
Inside the laboratory, bathed in the suffocating yet dazzling light, and under the tearful gaze of his family, Linde's last trace of "humanity" melted and vanished like snow under the sun.
In its place, only a core of light and darkness remained, constantly pulsating, contracting, and expanding, composed of pure rules and a vast will.
It is neither real nor illusory; it is both the extreme point of energy and the singularity of information.
It rose slowly, ignoring the laboratory's sturdy alloy dome, and like a phantom, it pierced through layers of barriers. Finally, like a fledgling returning to its nest, it resolutely and calmly disappeared into the very center of the huge seven-colored vortex in the sky, completely merging with it.
"Buzz—!!!!!!!!!"
The sound did not travel through the air, but resounded directly in the deepest part of the soul of every sentient being on the continent of Tiel, and then exploded out with a bang!
The sound was not harsh, but it carried a weight and clarity as if the world had been created, like a satisfied sigh from the world itself, or the first powerful beat of a newborn heart!
The seven-colored vortex in the sky then underwent its ultimate change: it stopped expanding and instead, based on the core of light and darkness, suddenly contracted and solidified inward!
Countless flowing runes and law patterns collapsed and compressed wildly toward the center, and finally, in an instant, they condensed into a "singularity" that could not be measured by size or described by dimension, that existed in every inch of space in reality yet transcended it—that was the sign that the "All-Encompassing Star Hub" system had finally taken shape and was fully integrated with the world rules of the Til Continent!
Immediately afterwards, the singularity silently "exploded".
There was no earth-shattering energy impact, no dazzling light.
Only a gentle, warm, yet far-reaching "ripple of rules," like the most precise scan and the most affectionate touch, swept across every inch of land, every ocean, every sky of the continent of Til at a speed exceeding that of light, and even those demiplanes and shadow gaps attached to the prime plane.
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