On the battlefield ruins, the golden light emanating from Lin Yi's clasped hands grew stronger and stronger, as if a small sun was being nurtured in his hands.
He could clearly sense that what flowed in his veins was no longer ordinary blood—it was thousands of warm beliefs: the little tune Grandma Wang hummed while sweeping the bamboo broom, the sugar crumbs on Little Tangdou's hands when she stuffed him with biscuits, the dust that Old Zhang shook off when he patted his helmet and said, "Little Lin is reliable." All these vivid fragments wove a golden net deep in his consciousness, connecting him to the entire battlefield.
"So faith isn't about taking." His closed eyes suddenly opened, his pupils swirling with a galaxy of golden light. "They gave me their most precious things, without reservation."
Before he could finish speaking, Long Wu, who was closest to him, suddenly let out a muffled groan.
The warrior, known for his brute strength, was staring at his palms—the backs of his hands, which were originally covered in calluses, now had fine golden lines, like armor that had been reforged by some kind of force.
He instinctively clenched his fist, and with a "crack," the waist-high rubble at his feet shattered into dust. "Damn!" Long Wu grinned, revealing his white teeth, and roared at Lin Yi, "I can now dismantle a tank with my bare hands!"
The holographic screen in the command center suddenly burst out with a blinding green light.
Chu Yao's data body emerged from the light screen, her hair bobbing excitedly: "Faith link completion rate detected: 100%!"
All job changers entered a state of divine enlightenment—strength, agility, and mental power increased by an average of 300%, and 27 people even triggered hidden talents! "She quickly swiped her fingertips across the virtual keyboard, and a scrolling data stream popped up on the screen, "Look!"
Uncle Li's [Master Architect] awakened [Spatial Construction], allowing him to directly construct fortifications in reality; the little nurse's [Healer] evolved into [Holy Healing Radiance], capable of regenerating even severed limbs!
The sound of tearing fabric came from not far away.
Aizen ripped off half of his blood-stained coat, revealing his muscular chest.
The Hogyoku he held in his palm was radiating an unprecedentedly pure white light, and the fluctuations in spiritual pressure sliced through the air like sharp blades, creating fine spatial cracks around him. "Lin Yi!" He looked up at the figure shrouded in golden light, his excitement almost overflowing. "The resonance between spiritual pressure and faith power has reached 92%!"
"I just tried using a spiritual pressure slash—" He flicked his finger, and a golden spiritual pressure blade shot out, precisely cleaving a crack in the outer shell of the mother nest three kilometers away, "directly tearing open the spatial barrier!"
Exclamations of surprise echoed from every corner of the battlefield.
Grandma Wang, who had been slumped on the ground, suddenly straightened up. The bamboo broom in her hand glowed with a bluish light, and the scorched earth that she swept over churned up, sprouting tender green shoots. Little Sugar Bean coughed twice and took out half a biscuit from her bosom. The surface of the biscuit was surrounded by a light pink healing halo. Even the soldiers on the outermost perimeter responsible for guarding the area had light golden energy flowing around their steel guns. When they pulled the trigger, the bullets they fired left trails of flame, piercing through the defense barrier of the mother nest like miniature missiles.
"This is...our power?" Someone in the crowd shouted, immediately triggering a thunderous response.
"Xiao Linzi didn't lie to us!"
"I can still kill ten more monsters!"
"Damn it, isn't the mother nest pretty good at jumping around? Come on!"
Golden light of faith gathered above the crowd, forming clouds that resembled a dome woven from conviction, enveloping the entire battlefield.
Lin Yi watched this scene, his Adam's apple bobbing.
He could hear countless voices echoing in his consciousness—not system notifications, not skill activations, but the most ordinary, down-to-earth human voices—the pancake vendor saying, "Add an extra egg," the bicycle repairman humming "The East Is Red," even the landlady downstairs who always scolded him for coming home late, were all saying: "Kid, we believe you."
"It's time to return the favor." He chuckled softly, raising his hand to his chest.
The golden light in his palm surged into his body like a living thing, and the phantom of the Boundary-Breaking Blade appeared behind him. The silver patterns on the blade all turned into gilded gold, and each one was engraved with a dense array of names of faith.
At the same time, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded inside the nest.
The previously distorted dark clouds contracted violently, and Night Owl's consciousness trembled wildly in its core area. Countless streams of red data burst forth from his body, like centipedes being crushed. "Impossible... the will of these ants..." For the first time, a crack appeared in his voice, "How dare they?"
How dare you...
"Beep—Abnormal energy fluctuations detected in the mother nest!" Chu Yao's voice suddenly rose, and the red alarm on the screen was so bright it hurt the eyes. "Core reactor power has surged to 200%, the defense system is recalibrating!"
Lin Yi looked up at the mother nest.
The spiderweb-like cracks were healing at a visible speed, and the eerie blue light turned into a dazzling scarlet, like an enraged beast opening its eyes.
He gripped the Boundary-Breaking Blade tightly, golden light condensing into a tangible blade of light. The wind whistled in his ears, but it couldn't drown out the roar within his heart—
"Come on," he raised his chin towards the mother hive, his smile brighter than a glint of a blade, "let's see what other waves you can stir up."
The crimson light on the surface of the mother nest suddenly surged, and thick, dark mist began to seep from the cracks that were healing.
These wisps of mist intertwined as if they were alive, condensing into a vortex a kilometer in diameter above the mother nest. Each swirling wave of air carried a piercing shriek—the wailing of countless corrupted fragments of consciousness.
"Consciousness Storm Barrier activated!" Chu Yao's data body was suddenly shaken backward, and the fluorescence at the ends of her hair almost went out. "The barrier frequency covers 0-Hz and is interfering with all physical and mental contact!"
Long Wu's spiritual pressure blade just now struck it and was instantly shredded into pieces!
Long Wu's raised fist froze in mid-air.
He stared at the distorted black mist three kilometers away, his Adam's apple bobbing twice. Suddenly, he grinned and gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound: "Damn it, I don't believe I can't smash through it!" He was about to rush out when Aizen grabbed him.
Aizen's fingertips still lingered from the stinging sensation caused by the barrier's rebound.
He gazed at the surging purplish-black band of light at the center of the vortex, his spiritual pressure churning wildly within him yet unable to coalesce: "Don't worry, this barrier is absorbing external energy." He looked up at Lin Yi, "Where's your faith power?"
The distorted patterns of the barrier were reflected in Lin Yi's pupils.
He could clearly sense that the black mist was repelling all "orderly" forces—whether it was the skills of job changers or real-world firearms; the moment they touched the barrier, they would be disintegrated into the most primitive particles.
But at the same time, he also noticed a faint pattern emerging from the black mist: "This isn't just defense, it's selection," he whispered. "The Night Owl is afraid of our 'will'."
\"bite--\"
Su Qing's holographic projection suddenly appeared beside Lin Yi.
The light panel in her hand was frantically streaming green data, and the ribbon at the end of her hair glowed with a pale blue light as the analysis progressed: "The barrier is detected to consist of three layers of consciousness filters, the innermost being the intruder's mental imprint." She traced a line of her fingertip across the panel, bringing up a 3D model of the barrier. "If we could make the resonant frequency of the faith link counteract the repulsive frequency of the filters..."
"High-dimensional oscillation parameters are required."
The shadowy figure's voice was like an icicle piercing the air.
Only then did everyone notice that the figure that had been hidden in the shadows had become visible—he was wearing a dark-patterned robe with a metallic sheen, and the silver badge on his left chest was glowing slightly as the barrier fluctuated.
He raised his hand and tossed out a rhombus-shaped light crystal. The crystal exploded in mid-air into millions of silver lines, which precisely converged into Su Qing's light panel: "This is an oscillation formula I intercepted from the defense system of an advanced civilization. It allows your frequency fluctuations to penetrate two layers of filters."
"The remaining third layer..." Su Qing's fingertips rapidly calculated on the light panel, the blue light at the tips of her hair suddenly turning incandescent white. "It requires pure 'belief'." She looked up at Lin Yi, her gaze sharper than any weapon. "Only your mythical-level authority can activate the primal resonance of the faith link."
\"boom--\"
A muffled rumble, like thunder, came from inside the mother nest.
At the same time, everyone's communicators emitted a piercing electrical sound, and Xuan Mingzi's voice exploded from them, hoarse like metal scraping: "The central consciousness has absorbed the last batch of consciousness seeds!"
Its evolutionary progress... 97%!
Lin Yi's pupils suddenly contracted.
He could sense something beyond dimensions taking shape in the core of the hive—a consciousness larger and colder than the Night Owl, like an invisible net enveloping the entire battlefield.
He looked down at his palm, where the golden lines pulsed rhythmically with his heartbeat, each beat carrying the warmth of millions of people.
"Evolution?" He suddenly laughed, his laughter sharp and cold. "Does it think it can control people's hearts by absorbing the seed of consciousness?" He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone on the battlefield who looked up at him—Long Wu's clenched fist was glowing, the blue-dyed Hogyoku was reflecting the light of faith, Grandma Wang's bamboo broom had sprouted into a green seedling half a person's height, and Little Sugar Bean was holding a cookie, pink light flowing down his arm toward the sky.
"Human hearts are meant to resonate, not to be absorbed." Lin Yi's voice suddenly rose, spreading across the entire battlefield with the power of faith. "Su Qing, adjust the frequency; Black Shadow, lock the vibration parameters; Chu Yao, synchronize the mental fluctuations of all job changers—" He drew the Boundary-Breaking Blade from his back, its gilded blade humming as it cleaved open a spatial rift. "Long Wu, Aizen, follow me."
"Where to?" Long Wu wiped the blood from his face, his eyes shining like torches.
"Outside the Mother Nest." Lin Yi turned and walked towards the rift, his robes billowing in the winds of faith. "No matter how strong the barrier of consciousness storm is, it can't stop it..." He turned back, flashing white teeth. "We'll personally dismantle its roots."
The vortex above the mother nest suddenly trembled violently, as if it had sensed some kind of threat.
More crimson blood vessels seeped from the black mist, enveloping the entire barrier into a hideous eyeball.
But below it, twenty figures stood behind Lin Yi—Long Wu's gauntlets gleamed with molten gold, Aizen's spiritual pressure blade was wrapped in the light of faith, Su Qing's light panel reflected the silver patterns of the shadows, even Grandma Wang was leaning on a broom with newly sprouting buds, and Little Sugar Bean was holding a glowing cookie, following at the back of the line.
"Let's go." The moment Lin Yi stepped into the spatial rift, he turned his head and glanced at the battlefield.
Thousands of golden points of light rose from above the crowd, like stars falling into his pupils.
He gripped the Boundary-Breaking Blade tightly, and suddenly a line of smaller characters appeared on the blade's two large, gilded characters, "Lin Yi"—it was Little Sugar Bean's crooked "Brother Lin".
Amidst the shrill screams of the consciousness storm barrier, his low murmur echoed: "Get ready, we're going to destroy its lair."
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