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"Trinity, Integration Program, Activate!"
The voice just fell.
The holographic projections of Mervazoa, Regalzeva, and Seraselbeth vanished instantly.
Immediately afterwards, three indescribably massive data streams shot into the sky from the flagship's bridge!
One is a golden data stream representing "creation" and "order".
One is a blood-red data stream representing "destruction" and "demons and gods".
One is a silver data stream representing "zenith" and "arrogance".
Three data streams began to intertwine, merge, and recombine wildly above the fleet!
That's not a simple 1+1+1=3.
That's an exponential, explosive growth!
The entire dimensional rift began to twist and groan violently due to the fusion of these forces. Countless tiny spatial cracks spread out like a spider web.
A completely new being, surpassing any previous evil god, and even surpassing the concept of "god" itself, is being constructed.
This is their mechanical god, their true trump card.
It is the last resort they will use when faced with an incomprehensible enemy that threatens their very foundation.
With absolute power, crush all the unknown and smooth over all the abnormal!
Looking at the magnificent fusion scene in the sky, which could be described as "creation," Zhou Ye finally dropped his relaxed expression.
He turned his head and gave a gentle smile to Orpheus, who was so frightened he was about to faint.
"Alright, Orpheus, cover your eyes."
"The following scenes may give you, as an indigenous person, a little psychological trauma related to the word 'home'."
After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head.
Looking at the combined evil god that was taking shape, radiating a terrifying pressure that could make the entire DXD world tremble.
His eyes became calmer than ever before.
"Alright, Mai."
"Since you've all played your royal flush."
"Then I won't pretend anymore."
Chapter 326 System Reinstallation, Welcome to Honkai OS
The moment Zhou Ye finished speaking.
The aura emanating from him has changed.
If he was once a calm, bottomless lake, now that lake itself has become the universe.
An indescribable pressure, transcending time, space, energy, matter, and even the concept itself, erupted from his body!
This is not an increase in power, but a manifestation of "status".
Like a programmer who finally dropped the pretense and revealed his identity as the "creator" in the world he created.
His black hair moved without wind, the ends tinged with a dazzling silver. His eyes turned a purple that contained the birth and death of the entire universe, and within his pupils, a golden hourglass pattern slowly rotated.
A magnificent white robe, blending the sacred and the end, replaced his usual casual wear. Behind him, wings of pure energy slowly unfurled, each wing seemingly connecting to a universe on its way to its end.
The final lawgiver.
Come.
But that's not all.
At the very instant he revealed his true form as the Herrscher of the End, an aura completely at odds with his sacred majesty, filled with absurdity and mockery, also emanated from him.
A semi-transparent, cheeky Talking Tom phantom, as if 990 were mocking the whole world, flashed by and perfectly blended into the divine radiance of the Herrscher of the End.
Thus, an extremely bizarre chemical reaction occurred.
The solemnity of the end, and the playfulness of cartoons.
A sacred judgment, and a ludicrous paradox.
Two completely different forces merged perfectly within him into a new, unique power that could shatter any rational thought.
Erosion! Constraint! Space! Time!
And... the power of comedy!
Zhou Ye raised his hand and gently snapped his fingers at the giant mechanical evil god in the sky, which had already completed its initial fusion and was about to reveal its final form.
Snapped!
The crisp snap of fingers replaced all other sounds in the world.
Then, the whole world was put on pause.
Everything froze within a radius of 1,500 light-years centered on Zhou Ye.
The three-colored data streams, which were frantically merging and radiating world-destroying power, were suspended in mid-air, maintaining their spiraling, intertwined posture, unable to move.
The tens of thousands of EXE Empire fleets, their cannons flashing with destructive light, were like insects sealed in amber, unable to even flicker the smallest spark of energy.
Time was frozen.
The space is locked.
Cause and effect are constrained.
The newly born super being, which had merged the power of three evil gods, had its overwhelming "computing power" become a joke at this moment.
It hadn't even had a chance to name itself or make a declaration before it was forcibly "stuck" in the process of its birth.
It can think.
It could sense that a supreme, irrational "authority" was engulfing everything around it.
This authority is not meant to destroy it, nor to delete it.
Instead, we need to... modify its underlying code!
"Alright, next up is the system reinstallation time."
Zhou Ye's voice echoed calmly in this absolutely still area.
He stretched out his other hand, palm up.
A purple mass of energy, brimming with an aura of "collapse," slowly condensed in his palm.
That's not just simple energy.
That is the source of the "virus," the essence of "erosion."
"Your system is too outdated."
Zhou Ye's gaze swept over the massive, stationary fleet, his eyes filled with disdain for the outdated equipment.
"The interface is ugly, the logic is rigid, and there's absolutely no user experience. Most importantly, it doesn't even support skins and plugins. This kind of garbage system should have been phased out long ago."
"Today, I'll upgrade you for free."
As he spoke, he gently pushed the ball of destructive energy in his palm forward.
hum-
That ball of purple energy instantly transformed into billions of invisible threads, surging towards the massive mechanical fleet and the solidified fused evil god in the sky like a burst dam.
There was no explosion.
没有抵抗.
This was a one-sided, forced installation from the "administrator".
On the hulls of the warships, the ice-blue geometric runes representing the EXE Empire began to flash intensely.
Then, one by one, they went out and were replaced by brand new, purple Honkai runes that were full of the beauty of destruction and rebirth!
The warship's main cannons no longer flashed with a formatted gray-white light, but instead gathered a deep purple energy powerful enough to tear reality apart.
The cold, efficiency-driven system commands were overridden by the fanatical, unwavering will of Honkai.
The whole process was smooth and seamless.
It's like giving old computers a brand new, incredibly powerful operating system.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the most powerful combined evil god was nearing the end of its "reassembly" process.
The three-color data streams that make up its body are completely swallowed up, assimilated, and reconstructed by the fourth color—purple.
Finally, all the light faded away.
A brand new mechanical god appeared in mid-air.
Its appearance still retains the imposing grandeur of the fusion of the three evil gods. But its core, its soul, its "system" have completely become Zhou Ye's possession.
It no longer possesses a cold sense of order; instead, it exudes a fanatical, absolute loyalty.
It slowly landed in front of Zhou Ye.
Then, this mechanical evil god, which had just attempted to destroy everything, knelt on one knee before Zhou Ye with its magnificent body, which was powerful enough to shake dimensions.
It lowered its proud head, which was formed from the fusion of three gods.
A brand new, magnetic voice, optimized by "Honkai OS," emanated from its body and resounded throughout the entire fleet.
System reinstallation complete.
[The Trinity Honkai Entity offers its eternal loyalty to its supreme master.]
As it announced this, the engines of all the massive, boundless mechanical fleet behind it simultaneously emitted a dazzling purple light!
The unified roar seemed to be paying the highest tribute to their new owners.
Zhou Ye nodded in satisfaction.
He walked up to the "Trinity Honkai Bottom" that was kneeling on one knee, reached out and gently tapped its massive metal knee as if caressing a beloved collectible.