Chapter 307: The Watcher

The moment the "Gate of Despair" opened, all sounds fell silent.

It was not the disappearance of sound, but the concept of "sound" itself, together with light, darkness, time, and space, that was erased by some older, more primordial existence.

"Number One", this living stellar beast, seemed to crash from a vivid 4K world straight into a pure black canvas devoid of any pixel information.

This is the Primordial Void.

There is no up or down, no north, south, east, west, no past or future.

Only a pure "Nothingness" that makes even spirit and soul disintegrate.

On the bridge, Wang Zhize slightly raised an eyebrow.

He felt his "Newborn Realm" being suppressed. Not attacked, but a kind of… "incompatibility". It was as if, in a low‑level safe mode that forbids any program, his world became an unrecognizable illegal file.

At the same time, a breath, or rather a "message", surfaced in his perception.

It is deeper than the Void Sovereign's tyranny, older than the Void Father's wrath.

It is the absolute, emotionless "Existence" itself.

Within the chaotic "Nothingness", a silhouette began to coalesce.

It has no fixed form, like a constantly shifting ink blot, or like code that perpetually glitches and self‑repairs. It simply exists there, becoming the center of this Primordial Void, the sole "Meaning".

A thought, devoid of anger or murderous intent, unfolded in the depths of Wang Zhize's and Wang Zhitao's consciousness like a system warning dialog.

"Intruder… you have awakened a being that should not be awakened."

Cold, calm, as if stating an established fact.

In Wang Zhize's mind, memory fragments ripped from the Void Sovereign recombined on their own, and a noun surfaced.

Void Watcher.

The Void Father's first "Program", the ultimate defense of the Primordial Void, an absolute "Logic" without self, existing solely to guard this root realm.

It is not an administrator; it is the firewall itself.

"Interesting."

Wang Zhize, far from nervous, felt intrigued.

The Watcher moved.

From that chaotic ink blot, it extended an "arm" made of the purest Void essence, and gently waved toward the direction of Demolition Office No. 1.

There was no earth‑shaking energy burst, no world‑destroying law impact.

Hum—

Demolition Office No. 1, the massive living fortress, together with the billions of miles of "Nothingness" around it, instantly "stilled".

It was not frozen, nor imprisoned.

Rather, the concept of "Movement" was temporarily deleted from this region.

The ship's internal energy circulation halted, the law shield's flowing light solidified, and even Wang Zhitao's tensed muscles froze midway.

Everything was frozen into an absolutely still picture.

"Brother!" Wang Zhitao's thought still functioned weakly, exuding a frustration locked inside a metal can.

Wang Zhize's consciousness, however, moved freely within this "Absolute Stillness".

He smiled.

"Playing with concepts in front of me?"

He lifted a finger, tapped lightly in the Void as if pressing a shortcut key on a keyboard.

"I define: this place 'still', its name is 'Absolute Flow'."

Command issued!

Click!

It sounded like glass shattering on a soul level.

The deleted "Movement" concept was forcibly reinstalled by Wang Zhize with higher privileges!

Demolition Office No. 1 jolted, the solidified energy surged again, the rigid hull regained vigor, and it surged deeper into the Primordial Void.

The ink blot representing the Watcher seemed to ripple.

It was the first time it displayed a emotion akin to "surprise".

The next moment, it acted again.

This time, it was no longer an area attack.

An invisible, irresistible extraction force precisely locked onto Demolition Office No. 1's Core—the Creation Engine powered by Wang Zhize's Newborn Realm!

What the Watcher intends to do is cut the firewood from under the pot!

It will strip and delete Wang Zhize's power Core directly from his being!

"Hmph."

Wang Zhize let out a cold hum, his gaze finally taking on a hint of seriousness.

"Want to dismantle my CPU?"

"I define: my Core, one with me, this is a universal axiom, eternal and indestructible!"

Boom!

The Creation Engine erupted with unprecedented dazzling light, the radiance even pierced the hull, and in this "Nothingness" of the Void it illuminated a brand‑new "Sun"!

The Watcher's extraction force, as if striking an immovable conceptual barrier, was instantly rebounded!

"Roar—!!!"

At that moment, a roar suppressed to the extreme exploded!

Wang Zhitao could no longer hold back!

His massive black‑gold beast body, like a dark star breaking free of gravity, boldly burst out of the fortress!

In his perception, that thing called the "Watcher" is no longer a "god‑level ingredient".

It is… the recipe itself!

It is the source that constitutes every "flavor" of the universe!

By eating it, one can become the definitor of flavor!

Facing this world‑shattering strike, the Watcher neither flinches nor evades.

That clump of chaotic ink, at the instant Wang Zhitao's massive mouth was about to touch it, suddenly dispersed, turning into an even deeper, purer void.

Wang Zhitao took a bite of emptiness—no, worse than biting emptiness!

His devouring power, like a mud ox entering the sea, was completely absorbed by that void, stirring not a ripple.

Immediately after, an ancient, icy, irresistible void law began to erode him in reverse, following his devouring force!

"Ugh—ahhh—!"

Wang Zhitao let out his first genuine roar of pain since entering the void!

He felt his body was "dissolving"!

Every particle and every law that composes his Devouring Core Overlord Body is being overwritten and assimilated by a higher‑level, more fundamental logic!

He seemed about to be formatted, reverting to the most primitive void particles!

"Xiao Tao!" Wang Zhize's gaze tightened.

But he did not act immediately.

Because he sensed that deep within Wang Zhitao's painful roar, an even more domineering, irrational will was awakening!

"Gurgle…"

A sudden, as‑if‑over‑stuffed belch sounded deep within Wang Zhitao's soul.

His black‑golden body, which was "dissolving", suddenly stalled.

Then, the Devouring Core Overlord Body inside him—a primordial talent with "devouring" and "domination" as its Core—began a frenzied reversal!

Assimilation?

Formatting?

Before "eating", everything can become an ingredient!

Clack clack clack!

The ancient void law that invaded his body is no longer a virus covering him; it has become a lively seafood he forcibly dragged into his "digestive tract"!

His Devouring Core Overlord Body, like a wildly running supercomputer, began brute‑forcing and parsing that ancient law!

Wang Zhitao's body stopped dissolving and instead began expanding and solidifying at an even more terrifying speed!

On each piece of his black‑golden scale armor, chaotic patterns representing the "origin" and sharing the same source as the Watcher began to appear!

He is … reverse‑devouring the Watcher's essence!

Fight‑fuel‑fight?

No, this is pinning the chef to the table and eating both the person and the recipe together!

Wang Zhize, watching this scene, completely relaxed.

His gaze, passing over the Watcher that was "mutually digesting" with his brother, turned toward the deeper part of the primeval void.

He understood.

The Watcher cannot be killed.

As long as the primeval void exists, it exists. It is the very "rule" of this region.

Wrestling with a rule program is too demeaning.

A real hacker never duels antivirus software alone.

But rather…

Wang Zhize's mouth curved into a familiar smile, arms spread as if to embrace the boundless darkness.

Behind him, the void shadow of the Newborn Realm shot upward, and that tender sprout, after absorbing a massive amount of fuel from the Gate of Despair, has already grown into a towering tree cloaked in countless mysterious runes!

"Since you are the firewall here…"

Wang Zhize's voice echoed throughout the entire primeval void, no longer a mere thought but transformed into a constitution that defines all things.

"Then I am the new system administrator."

"I declare:"

"This place belongs to me!"