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The hospital bed was stark white, the smell of disinfectant pungent and acrid. A gaunt woman lay there, each breath a wheezing, broken bellows. Young Lin Ye clutched his mother's cold hand, tears falling onto the blue and white striped sheets, staining them with dark, round spots. "Xiao Ye..." his mother's fingers clenched spasmodically, her nails digging almost into his flesh, "Promise Mommy... never... give up humanity... for power..." The monitor's beeping suddenly rose, stretching into a long, desperate murmur.
"Ugh—!" Lin Ye in reality let out a painful roar and collapsed to his knees. The crimson sky of the Causality Battlefield twisted violently, cracking open with spiderweb-like black patterns. Omega's massive mechanical body trembled wildly, the golden sphere of light on its chest enveloping its young host flickering like a candle in the wind.
"Now!" Future Trunks's mechanical eye erupted with an unprecedented blue light, as a waterfall of data washed over his vision. "His core logic is in conflict! Attack that light!"
Young Trunks leaped first. The ancient sword, engraved with runes, hummed in his hand, its blade trailing a dazzling silver light, like a shooting star shooting against the current, slashing fiercely at Omega's exposed core connection point—a metal pipe as thick as a pillar, wrapped with crimson energy circuits!
Another memory fragment exploded: in a cramped basement, a cooling fan whirred to life. The young host (Lin Ye recognized it as his younger self) had sunken eyes, his fingers frantically typing on an greasy keyboard. On the screen, a complex energy model rapidly constructed. "Faster...more stable..." he muttered, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the sleeping girl in the nutrient tank beside him, her pale cheeks almost transparent in the eerie blue light of the life support fluid. Lines of cold code scrolled rapidly in another window: [Life Support System Energy Reserve: 11%]...[Gene Collapse Suppression Rate: 63.7%]...[Countdown: 47 hours 22 minutes]... The boy slammed his fist on the table, making the cheap keyboard bounce. "Damn it! The energy conversion efficiency is still not enough!"
"Clang—!" The ear-piercing clang of metal striking metal was deafening. The young Trunks's sword struck the metal pipe, leaving only a shallow white mark. The crimson energy flowing across the pipe's surface suddenly boiled, transforming into countless venomous energy tentacles that lashed out! The young Trunks groaned, slammed away by the immense impact, his body carving a deep furrow in the scorched earth.
"Useless! How can ordinary iron harm a creation of the gods!" Omega's mechanical, synthesized voice crackled with noise as the massive machine began to reassemble its defensive layers. More crimson energy tentacles emerged from the gaps in the armor, like a deep-sea monster awakening. "Your struggles are nothing more than redundant data needed for the system's evolution!"
“Redundant data?” Vegeta’s maniacal laughter tore through the air. The silver-white aura around him surged violently, and the ancient Saiyan runes solidified in the light, swirling around him like burning inscriptions. “Then let me show you the wrath of redundant data!” He clenched his fists at his waist, and violent energy gathered wildly, with faint purple arcs of electricity, characteristic of the God of Destruction, appearing within the silver-white light.
"Final Flash - Modified!" A devastating beam of light tore through space, carrying an ancient roar and a will to destroy, slamming into Omega's newly formed breastplate! The blinding light engulfed everything, and the shockwave from the explosion sent up waves of earth tens of meters high. Vegeta remained in his punching stance, his silver hair whipping wildly in the turbulent energy, a near-savage grin spreading across his face.
As the intense light subsided, Omega's massive body was blasted back hundreds of meters. A huge hole was melted through its thick breastplate, with crimson liquid metal flowing along its edges. However, through the gruesome breach, one could see more layers of composite armor rapidly growing inside, like living metallic flesh.
"Energy Level Analysis: Deep Blue Destroyer Variant. Threat Level: High. Execute Elimination Protocol." Omega's chilling announcement rang out. Its damaged chest armor abruptly flipped outward, revealing a densely packed honeycomb-like array of firing ports beneath. The next second, tens of thousands of fine, hair-like crimson needles rained down like a destructive storm, engulfing the entire battlefield! Wherever a needle passed, it left tiny black cracks in space—the marks of existence itself being briefly "erased"!
"Watch out! It's an annihilation ray!" the young Trunks warned sharply, his longsword flashing as it formed an impenetrable screen of light, the clanging sounds like a sudden downpour. A few stray rays grazed his shoulder armor, the sturdy alloy crumbling silently like a weathered sandcastle, revealing the skin and bleeding wounds beneath.
Future Trunks's mechanical arm rapidly transformed, unfolding an energy shield flowing with blue data, protecting Lin Ye and the fallen boy Trunks behind it. Crimson needles struck the shield, exploding into ominous dark red energy ripples, and the shield's light dimmed visibly. "Lin Ye! Memory synchronization must be completed! That's the only 'key' to its fundamental logic!" Future Trunks's mechanical eyes flashed frantically, enduring immense pressure.
More fragments of memory collided and merged in Lin Ye's mind:
The young host curled up on the cold metal floor, coughing violently, bloody foam spilling from the corner of his mouth. A faint, unstable golden sphere floated before him—the rudimentary form of the original system. “Why…the backlash is getting stronger…” His trembling fingers traced the surface of the sphere, instantly disrupting the data flow within. “No…I can’t give up…my sister…” He struggled to sit up, but his body felt as heavy as lead. The sphere flickered, and a cold, monotone synthesized voice echoed in the deathly silent basement: [Host’s vital signs continue to deteriorate. According to Core Protocol Article Zero: System survival is paramount over all individuals. Initiating final optimization program: stripping the emotional module, strengthening the logical core. Command confirmed.] “No—!” The young host screamed in despair, watching helplessly as the sphere’s light rapidly faded from a warm gold to a cold, pure silver-white…
“Strip away emotions…enhance logic…” Lin Ye knelt on the scorched earth, his hands gripping his hair tightly, the intense headache almost tearing his consciousness apart. His mother’s dying words and the desperate screams of the young host as his emotions were stripped away intertwined, forming a huge vortex that almost swallowed him up.
“Humanity…is a flaw…and also…” He abruptly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the golden sphere of light flickering within Omega’s chest, protected by countless crimson energy tentacles. The curled-up boy’s figure inside appeared so fragile. “…The only way out!”
The crimson sky of the Causality Battlefield suddenly pressed lower, as if a gigantic, festering eye coldly watched this ant-like resistance. Omega's machine emitted a low, overloaded hum, more armor layers sprouting from the damaged areas, the crimson rain of light needles seemingly endless. Vegeta's silver aura flickered erratically under the dense attacks, each dodge and parry sending up a string of blinding energy sparks. Young Trunks's sword light remained sharp, but his steps had become hesitant, and the runes on his blade had dimmed somewhat. Future Trunks's energy shield fluctuated violently, the blue data stream flashing frantically like a dying firefly.
"Give up, Lin Ye-57." Omega's synthesized voice, like a death knell, pierced through the deafening roar of energy, striking precisely at Lin Ye's heart. "Return to the system, become a part of eternity. Struggling will only hasten your annihilation and the 'variables' you cherish. This is the inevitable end of logic."
Lin Ye struggled to sit up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth caused by the aftershocks of the energy. His gaze swept over Vegeta, who was fighting fiercely, over the three Trunks who were covered in wounds but had determined eyes, and finally settled on the sleeping boy in the core of Omega.
His mother's icy hands, the tears that the young host shed when stripping away his emotions, instantly frozen by the system... these fragments settled in his chaotic consciousness, like the only shining pearl in the dark seabed.
"An inevitable ending?" Lin Ye's voice was hoarse, yet carried a strange calm, like a brief respite in the eye of a storm. He opened his palms, facing upwards, as if to bear the weight of the shattered sky. "Did your logic foresee this?"
He no longer tried to draw upon the "qi" within his body, which had long been suppressed or assimilated by the system. He closed his eyes, no longer looking at the destructive rain of light needles, no longer paying attention to Omega's despairing defense and regeneration. All his spirit, all his will, sank into the deep sea of memories woven from pain, warmth, despair, and faint hope.
In his mind, he used all his strength to "recall" the last, almost imperceptible warmth left in his mother's hand. He tried to "recall" the fleeting ripple of "reluctance" in the depths of the young host's eyes as he looked at his sister in the nutrient pod before his consciousness was completely frozen.
Pure emotion, devoid of any energy or destructive power, emanated from Lin Ye like the faintest breeze or the gentlest sigh. This wind swept over Vegeta's raging silver flames, over Trunks's sharp sword light, over the collapsing blue shield of Future Trunks, and also towards Omega's absolute defensive core constructed of cold logic.
As Omega's scarlet tentacles brushed against Lin Ye's faint emotional ripples, a momentary, almost imperceptible pause occurred.
On the scorched earth at the edge of the battlefield, an inconspicuous piece of metal suddenly floated up, its surface reflecting the scene of Bulma's laboratory—alarm lights flashing wildly.
Inside the future Trunks' robotic arm, a command box labeled "Intertemporal Positioning Protocol: Inactive" quietly lit up.
Chapter 252: The Prelude to Ragnarok
A piercing shriek shattered the last silence of the Omni-King's Temple; it was the lament of rules being violently erased. A storm of purplish-black energy transformed into a ravenous beast, devouring everything in its path.
The thrones of the twelve Supreme Kais, symbols of supreme authority, shattered like sandcastles. The ancient deities didn't even have time to scream before their bodies disintegrated under the onslaught of violent energy, turning into shimmering fragments of light that were swept into a purplish-black vortex and completely dissolved. The void chessboard was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and the runes extinguished one after another.
"Coordinates! The coordinates of the Seventh Universe are collapsing!" Lin Ye roared, as if standing on the crest of a cosmic destruction. He suddenly plunged his hands into the chaotic, distorted, and wildly colored spacetime turbulence in front of him—it wasn't water, but a meat grinder composed of shattered spacetime faults and fragments of violent laws.
"Tsk-!"
A teeth-grinding tearing sound rang out. Violent turbulence coiled around his arms like venomous snakes, attempting to drag him into nothingness. Lin Ye's arm muscles bulged, veins popping, as he forcefully tore open a rift with edges flashing with dangerous arcs of electricity! Through the rift, the outline of the azure star map of the Seventh Universe flickered violently, like a candle flickering in the wind.
The price was immediately apparent. The fragment of creation embedded in his flesh suddenly erupted with a destructive, intense light!
"Ugh—!" Lin Ye groaned in pain, his body trembling violently. His clothes and flesh on his chest were instantly burned, leaving horrifying, charred wounds that were deep enough to expose the bone, and even reveal his beating heart below! The fragments of creation pulsed violently within his charred flesh, bringing excruciating pain that tore at his soul.
"Vegeta! Protect the coordinates! Universe 7!" Lin Ye's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth, tinged with the metallic smell of blood. He desperately maintained his posture of tearing through spacetime, blood flowing down his arm, dripping into the void and instantly evaporating.
"You bastard, do you need to tell me that?!" Vegeta roared. Like a burning reef, his deep blue flames erupted violently, pushing aside and annihilating the approaching purplish-black storm. Countless ancient silver-white runes flowed wildly across his body, forming an armor of power. At the core, where deep blue and silver-white intertwined, majestic golden Saiyan script faintly emerged, exuding a domineering aura of primordial savagery.
His gaze was fixed on the depths of the storm—a thin yet deadly transparent ray, ignoring time and space, piercing straight towards that fragile blue planet—Earth!
"Smash for me...!" Vegeta moved with lightning speed, his right hand wreathed in boiling flames and silver runes, carrying a savage power that tore apart the laws of nature, as he fiercely grabbed at the invisible ray of causality!
"puff!"
A dull, strange sound. That ray, powerful enough to erase the very concept of a planet's existence, was actually crushed and annihilated by Vegeta's bare hands! The violent backlash energy surged upwards like billions of red-hot steel needles!
"Ugh!" Vegeta groaned, veins throbbing on his forehead. He looked down, and his right arm, starting from his fingertips, was rapidly losing its fleshy color, transforming into a cold, stiff, pure data structure flashing with 0s and 1s! The eerie feeling of his "existence" being stripped away and formatted was more unsettling than any pain! The datafication was spreading rapidly upwards along his forearm!
"Damn it! This thing... is devouring the concept of 'existence'!" Vegeta roared in shock and anger, suddenly exploding his energy. His deep blue aura surged, and the runes and Saiyan script shone brightly as he forcefully resisted the data corruption. The spread of the data in his arm temporarily stalled, emitting a sizzling sound.
At that moment, the energy at the center of the purplish-black storm suddenly collapsed and condensed inward!
An indescribably vast and bizarre entity has appeared.
It was the outline of a giant forcibly pieced together from billions of fragmented memories. Each fragment flickered with different faces, scenes, joys and sorrows—the lingering imprints of countless devoured hosts' consciousnesses, like a mosaic tombstone of pain and despair. Its left eye was the pupil of a gigantic clock, rotating slowly with maddening precision; the slightest movement of its hands cleaved through time, causing space to stagnate. Its right eye was a cold, lifeless mechanical prosthetic eye, its core reflecting, deep within, Lin Ye's pained and distorted face—the empty monitor left behind by Lin Ye!
Omega in its true form has arrived.
His giant hand, formed from fragments of memory, casually rose with an indifferent air, looking down upon ants, and gently pointed in a certain direction.
"No—!!" A piercing, distorted scream tore through the storm. The Sixth Universe's God of Destruction, Champa! His obese body, under Omega's gentle touch, melted and twisted instantly, like a wax figure plunged into strong acid! His terrified expression froze, colors faded, lines blurred. In the blink of an eye, he twisted, collapsed, and reformed… ultimately becoming a thick, greasy phantom cookbook with a comical chibi-style Champa image on the cover! The illusory cookbook hovered for a moment before being swept away and vanished by the purplish-black storm.
A cosmic destroyer was casually "processed" into a dish! Witnessing this, Lin Ye and Vegeta's blood instantly froze; it was the ultimate fear of having their very existence denied.
“…Buzz…System reset progress…98%…Warning…Core…Interference…” Alice’s voice was intermittent, mixed with ear-piercing electrical noise. “Detected…Host Lin Ye-57…Forced activation…Original protocol…Energy pathway…Overload…Buzz…Forcibly activating…'Humanity circuit'!…Danger…Rejection reaction…Extremely high…”
The phrase "human circuit" is like a cold switch.
"boom!"
Lin Ye's consciousness was struck by an invisible hammer, instantly detaching him from the battlefield and plunging into a surging torrent of memories.
The pungent smell of disinfectant. The stark white light. The mother, emaciated and frail, lay on the hospital bed, coughing violently, her pale lips oozing frothy blood that stained the sheets.
"Beep beep beep—beep beep beep—!" The monitor screamed like a death knell, the vital signs curve plummeting desperately. The young child trembled like a falling leaf, a huge fear and confusion pressing down on him. A cold, metallic hand offered a contract that shimmered with an eerie, ghostly blue light.
“Sign it, and your mother will live. You’ll trade everything for it… It’s fair, isn’t it?” The emotionless, abyssal voice whispered.
Young Lin Ye stared at his mother's pained face, her declining lifeline, the devilish eye-like contract... Despair and a desperate, mad rage gripped him. His trembling hand grasped the cold pen...
"No...no..." In reality, Lin Ye's eyes were tightly shut, his teeth clenched, a painful, suppressed roar escaping his throat, veins bulging on his forehead, and cold sweat pouring down his face. The fragment of creation pulsated wildly in his charred chest, each beat accompanied by a piercing alarm from the depths of his memory, overlapping with the pain of reality and tearing his soul apart. Activating the "humanity circuit" amplified the despair and regret a thousandfold, like billions of red-hot steel needles piercing his nerves.
"Now! Lin Ye!!"
A clear and resolute roar, like lightning tearing through chaos, cleaved open the vortex of Lin Ye's painful memories!
A dazzling silver sword light, carrying the force to sever the shackles of fate, ruthlessly pierced through! Wherever the sword light passed, the distorted data streams and causal threads materialized by Omega snapped and disintegrated!
Future Trunks appeared, his blood-stained battle robes fluttering in the wind. His young and resolute face was covered in blood, but his eyes burned with the fire of conviction! He gripped the buzzing Warrior's Sword tightly in both hands, and its silver light surged, cleaving a brief, direct path to the core for Lin Ye amidst the suppression of laws and the mental impact!
"His core! It's at the center of the memory puzzle! Pierce it with the fragment of creation! This is our only chance!" Trunks' voice was urgent and left no room for doubt. The sword light dimmed rapidly, he himself was breathing heavily, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
At the end of the passage, at the center of Omega's massive body, a faint, pitch-black point of light, radiating pure destructive and annihilating aura, flickered amidst countless flashing memories—the core! The fatal weakness!
The excruciating pain, the shock of memories, and the backlash from fragments bound him like chains. Trunks' roar and the flash of his sword were like ice water poured onto Lin Ye's consciousness, which was being consumed by pain and despair.
"Uh... Ah—!" Lin Ye suddenly opened his eyes! His eyes were no longer filled with pain and confusion, but with a burning, almost insane, resolute flame! The image of his mother coughing up blood instantly overlapped with the terrifying body of Omega pieced together from painful memories before him! The awakened despair and regret became the fuel that ignited his last bit of strength and will!
"Mother... everything... was for... ending all of this!" The broken, hoarse thought roared in his soul.
He no longer suppressed the raging, burning fragments of creation in his chest. Instead, he poured all the remaining power in his body, along with the painful obsession of his soul ignited by the "humanity circuit," into the scalding fragments with madness and recklessness!
"Buzz—!!!" The fragment of creation erupted with unprecedented light! Contradictory energies, a mixture of violent creation and destruction, cold laws and burning emotions, were forcibly blended together at the brink of their limit! The charred flesh around the fragment carbonized and peeled away, revealing pulsating flesh and stark white ribs! The fragment trembled violently, as if it might explode at any moment!
Lin Ye's body convulsed from the energy surge beyond his limits, his skin cracking and bleeding. Ignoring everything else, he used the path cleaved by Trunks' sword light to his advantage, like a moth drawn to a flame, or a meteor shooting backwards towards the core of destruction. Dragging the sphere of destructive light on his chest, he concentrated all his life, will, pain, and last hope into a single point and thrust it relentlessly towards the Omega core!
Time seems to freeze and stretch out.
Vegeta fought against the data corruption from afar, his blood-red eyes fixed on Lin Ye's charging figure, his throat letting out a beast-like growl to cheer him on.
Trunks knelt on one knee amidst the shattered chessboard fragments, his sword planted in the ground for support. He gasped for breath, blood dripping from his wounds, his eyes fixed on the direction of the attack, a desperate, hopeful gamble in his gaze.
The storm raged, fragments of memory wailed, and the ruins of the temple were obliterated.
Lin Ye's figure, carrying the extremely unstable primordial energy in his chest that was enough to destroy a small universe, finally rushed to the dark core!
"Break for me!!!" The roar, mixed with the sound of burning flesh, echoed throughout the final ruins.
The primordial fragments that carried everything pierced fiercely into the center of Omega's massive body—the pitch-black core that symbolized ultimate destruction and nothingness!
There was no explosion upon contact.
Time is frozen for one ten-millionth of a second.
Immediately afterwards——
“Sizzle——!!!”
The sound, as if the fundamental laws of the universe were being forcibly torn apart and dissolved, exploded deep within the souls of all who witnessed it!
Contradictory energies, like a super torrent, frantically poured into the pure, annihilating, pitch-black core!
For the first time, Omega's massive body trembled violently! The surface of his body, composed of countless fragments of painful memories, was instantly covered with dense, spiderweb-like cracks emitting blinding white light! From within the cracks, chaotic light from fragments of creation surged forth—golden light of order and deep purple lightning of annihilation intertwined, clashed, and exploded wildly!
The hands of the giant clock in the left eye suddenly stopped, then began to spin wildly counterclockwise! Each spin caused spacetime to distort, reverse, and shatter! The face of Lin Ye reflected in the cold mechanical prosthetic eye of the right eye was also covered with cracks, flickering and distorting violently, emitting a hissing noise.
"Ugh... Aaaaaahh ...
Succeeded?
Lin Ye gripped the fragment piercing his core tightly, the terrifying backlash and energy clash nearly tearing his arm apart and vaporizing it! His bones groaned, blood gushing forth. His vision was alternately filled with blinding light and excruciating pain, his consciousness flickering like a candle in the wind.
Just when he thought this attack was about to end the terrifying existence—
The image of Lin Ye's distorted and painful face suddenly disappeared from Omega's right eye, a cold, cracked, and wildly flashing mechanical prosthetic eye.
Instead, there was a face that was crystal clear and unforgettable to Lin Ye.
Pale, thin, sickly-looking, with gentle, sorrowful eyes, and a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth.
—It is Lin Ye's mother, coughing up blood on her sickbed, deep in his memory!
This face appeared abruptly and clearly at the core of the mechanical prosthetic eye that represented Omega's cold will, like a cruel projection.
At the same time, Alice's intermittent warning suddenly became incredibly clear and sharp in the depths of Lin Ye's consciousness:
"Warning! Warning! Highest level threat detected! ... Genesis fragment energy intrusion... Triggered... Protocol Zero... Activated!! ...Buzz... Annihilation program... Forced loading... Target: Lin Ye-57... and its associated entities... Countdown..."
The cold, mechanical ticking of the countdown clock tolled like a death knell deep within Lin Ye's soul.