Chapter 414

The scarlet glow of the alarm was still flashing above the camp, but the atmosphere inside the research center had already changed.

After the initial shock, Jie Ming and the several other Logistics Wizard colleagues in his group exchanged glances, and to their surprise, they saw the same light in each other's eyes.

That was—a look of excitement!

"A full-scale attack? A total mobilization?" Allison, who specialized in pheromone deciphering, licked her lips and operated the rune terminal in front of her rapidly. "Great! I was just worrying that the behavioral data for high-tier living samples wasn't three-dimensional enough! This scale of collective action, the load patterns of the pheromone network, the command hierarchy's response under extreme pressure, and the coordination mechanisms between Tier 8 individuals—these are all precious data!"

"And the energy flow!" Another male wizard, who focused on the Sickle-Skull tribe's joint spell arrays, excitedly pulled up the monitoring interface. "Trillions of individuals mobilizing supernatural power simultaneously—even if most are low-tier, the environmental elemental tides and law disturbances they trigger are absolutely worth recording! We might even be able to reverse-engineer their deeper binding methods with plane energy from this!"

Jie Ming also strongly agreed with the thoughts of his surrounding companions.

Their research had indeed hit a bottleneck in recent times.

Although Tier 8 samples were precious, within the research sequence, they were actually just a relatively precious, single "special" sample.

To truly understand the secrets of a civilization, especially its relationship with a grand phenomenon like time reversal, simply studying one special individual didn't have much significance—unless the time reversal phenomenon itself was caused by a specific special individual.

However, judging from existing research, the possibility that time reversal was caused by a specific special individual of the Sickle-Skull tribe was very low.

Therefore, this ultimate full-scale attack, which wagered the survival of their civilization, was the best observation window.

"Back up all ongoing research data! Encapsulate all half-finished analysis reports! Complete this within three minutes!" As a special technical consultant, Jie Ming took over the on-site command without hesitation. "All portable monitoring instruments, energy scanning arrays, pheromone capture terminals, law fluctuation recorders—bring them all! We're going to the front line!"

There was no hesitation, no questioning.

Everyone present was a wizard who pursued knowledge to their very bones.

Almost the moment Jie Ming's voice fell, the sound of dense rune activation and mechanical operation erupted in the laboratory.

Data streams were rapidly compressed and sealed into crystals, and delicate observation instruments were unlocked from their fixed bases, lifted by the wizards using levitation spells.

Jie Ming's spiritual sense swept over his operation console, instantly backing up several preliminary analysis reports on the time law residues of the Tier 8 sample's carapace, and the crystals were stored in the "emergency archive area" specially opened in his internal cave heaven.

Afterward, he and the other wizards, levitating dozens of instruments of various sizes, rushed out of the laboratory and headed straight for the outside of the camp.

Upon arriving at the front line and ascending to the designated observation area above the main formation of the wizard legion, even with psychological preparation, Jie Ming was still so shocked by the scene before him that his breathing hitched.

The Samsara Plane had a structure of a round sky and square earth, with an extremely expansive field of vision.

At this moment, on the distant horizon within sight, a "line" was slowly rising.

That was not a line.

That was a wall.

A massive black wall composed of countless wriggling black dots, reaching up to the clouds and sky, with no end in sight to the left or right, purely piled up by living organisms.

It advanced slowly but unstoppably, devouring every gap between the earth and the sky.

The magnitude of trillions, at this moment, transformed into the most intuitive visual impact—it was entirely a moving landmass, a living natural disaster.

The low hum formed by the vibration of insect wings was faintly audible even from thousands of kilometers away; it was a frequency sufficient to trigger resonance in the earth.

The air began to fill with a faint, lingering scent belonging to the friction of billions of carapaces mixed with special pheromones.

However, this suffocating sense of oppression lasted only for an instant.

Jie Ming's gaze quickly returned to calmness.

His spiritual sense, in coordination with the newly set up ultra-long-range energy scanner, performed a rapid analysis of that black ocean.

"Target quantity confirmed—energy reaction intensity statistics—" he whispered to himself, his fingers rapidly outlining runes on the recording crystal. "The vast majority are Tier 1 to Tier 2 life reactions, with those above Tier 3 accounting for less than three-thousandths—the structure is loose, lacking efficient coordinated energy links—it's just a simple piling up of quantity."

Fear stems from the unknown, and when the unknown is dismantled by data, all that remains is research value.

Commander Frost was clearly in agreement with them.

Around the observation area, the wizard legion was already standing by in full battle array.

"Execute according to observation plan—Three." Commander Frost's calm voice came through the spiritual command network. "Permission granted to use all unlocked targeted strike methods. Each research group, record the data you want well."

The order was issued.

The war, or rather, a super-large-scale living experiment, had begun.

The first to strike were not the wizards themselves, but the special cannon fodder legion that had undergone biochemical modification, specifically targeting the Sickle-Skull tribe's carapaces and physiological weaknesses.

Like a silver tide, the modified hound clusters rushed out first; their mouthparts sprayed "crystallization disintegration waves" that could trigger specific elemental resonance in the Sickle-Skull tribe's carapaces, and their sharp claws also carried special vibration frequencies.

The Sickle-Skull tribe members hit would have their sturdy carapaces rapidly become brittle and crack from the inside, like weathered rock.

Following closely behind were gene bombs dropped by countless flying units.

These bombs exploded in mid-air, releasing a nano-cloud that performed overload interference on the Sickle-Skull tribe's pheromone receptors.

Large chaotic areas instantly appeared in the black insect tide, with individuals colliding with each other and even beginning to blindly attack their own kind nearby.

Next were the targeted wizardry spells personally cast by the wizards, which had undergone countless optimizations and iterations.

A "frequency pollution field" was opened, distorting all pheromone signals within range, causing the insect tide's command system to fall into paralysis.

"Compound eye overload flash spells" erupted one after another in the enemy formation, the blindingly bright light causing large swaths of the Sickle-Skull tribe to fall into blindness and confusion.

"Group acid resistance reversal curse" quietly took effect, causing the acid sprayed by the Sickle-Skull tribe themselves to instead begin corroding their own carapaces—

A trillion-strong army?

In front of the death package tailored specifically for them, they were just data points waiting to be harvested.

The massive black wall began to collapse the moment it touched the silver and energy tide.

The black color disappeared in large swaths, as if erased by an invisible eraser.

Broken carapaces, splashing body fluids, and escaping energy were like a black avalanche, but the speed of their advance was abruptly curbed and then rolled backward.

Jie Ming and all the Logistics Wizards could no longer spare the time to marvel at the battle results; their entire focus was now concentrated on the various monitoring instruments in front of them.

The energy fluctuation spectrum scrolled rapidly, recording the subtle resonance between the energy ripples released when trillions of individuals perished and the basic laws of the plane.

The pheromone capture terminal's red light flashed wildly, doing its utmost to grab those chemical signals representing despair,

chaos, final commands, and even collapse amidst the violent energy turbulence of the battlefield.

The macroscopic law scanning array locked firmly onto the central area of the battlefield, especially the location where the three Tier 8 Sickle-Skull tribe leaders were, monitoring any trace of potential unconventional space-time disturbances.

"Elemental tide reading abnormal! In the coordinate (734, 291) area, the elemental sedimentation rate is 17% faster than the model prediction!"

"High-intensity, highly compressed 'termination command' broadcast appearing in the pheromone network core frequency band! Attempting to decipher!"

"Attention! Tier 8 target energy reactions showing coordinated fluctuations! Suspected activation of some kind of joint mechanism!"

On the observation platform, prompt sounds and wizards' reports rose and fell, tense yet orderly.

Everyone was like a wound-up spring, eyes fixed on the screens, spiritual sense operating or recording rapidly.

Jie Ming's task was to summarize the recording crystals of key data nodes.

He shuttled between the instruments, and whenever a set of key data was completely captured and sealed, he would quickly take the corresponding crystal and send it into his internal cave heaven.

Inside the cave heaven, a new mountain of crystals, labeled "Fourth Round Full-Scale Attack Observation," was rapidly being piled up.

Time passed rapidly amidst the slaughter and data collection.

Finally, the wizard responsible for global biological quantity dynamic monitoring issued an urgent alarm: "Warning! The number of surviving Sickle-Skull tribe members on the battlefield has dropped to the preset Samsara trigger warning line! The possibility of time reversal has risen sharply! Repeat, possibility has risen sharply!"

Once this was said, the atmosphere on the observation platform was not panicked, but rather even more heated.

"All instruments, switch to the highest frequency sampling! Do not worry about wear and tear!"

"Focus on Tier 8 targets! Record their energy release patterns and law interactions at their final moments!"

"Pheromone network! Capture the global signal structure at the very last moment before collapse!"

The wizards roared, pushing the power of the instruments to the limit, even at the cost of sacrificing part of the equipment's lifespan.

They wanted to squeeze out the last bit of valuable data before the "experiment" was forcibly reset.

Jie Ming's speed in collecting crystals reached its limit, his entire body almost turning into a phantom.

His internal cave heaven operated at full capacity, ensuring that every crystal carrying precious data was safely sent inside.

Just at a certain moment—

That pulling sensation originating from the foundation of the world descended without warning.

The fibers of time and space were plucked again by an invisible hand, and all things began to slide toward the origin point.

"It's here!" The alarm bells rang loudly in Jie Ming's heart.

At the very last instant when his consciousness was forcibly stripped away and his vision began to blur and distort, his reaction was fast to the extreme.

His spiritual sense swept across the entire observation platform like an explosion, and the entrance to his internal cave heaven expanded to its limit.

Collect!

All monitoring instruments still in operation, recording crystals that hadn't been collected yet, and even the crystal plates being recorded in the hands of the wizards nearby—

Everything on the platform related to the research, every entity that might carry information from this round, was forcibly ingested into his internal cave heaven in that flash of lightning!

Hum—

The world fell into pure white, followed by a void of darkness.

The fifth Samsara, begins.

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