Chapter 552: Dumping Dung

Jie Ming rushed out of the laboratory, and the scene before him made his pupils shrink.

The entire Ship Plane had fallen into chaos.

The defensive barrier in the sky flickered frantically like it had malaria—sometimes bright and dazzling, sometimes dim to the point of almost disappearing.

A harsh buzzing sound came from the direction of that large elemental pool in the distance, the energy output fluctuating violently, and the air around the pool body was distorting. What was even worse was the people.

Jie Ming saw at least dozens of wizards already fallen to the ground.

Their eyes were dull, pupils dilated, breathing was still there, but there was no reaction to any stimulation from the outside world... exactly the same as those silenced ones before. And beside them, other wizards were anxiously trying to wake them up.

"Hit."

Jie Ming instantly understood what had happened.

Among the wizards who sent out cannon fodder units, someone was invaded in reverse along the connection by the enemy, breaking through the defense line.

Then, those information plane creatures used that wizard as a springboard to start attacking the core facilities of the entire Ship Plane.

He looked up at the crack in the sky.

The pure white plane was still dead, but Jie Ming could feel that things were pouring over from that side continuously.

"Quick! Stabilize the array!"

A wizard's roar came from not far away.

Several array mages wearing magic robes were desperately pouring spiritual sense into the runic magic array on the ground, trying to stabilize those energy circuits that had begun to disorder.

But their faces were becoming uglier and uglier.

"No! I just repaired this piece, and that side collapsed again!"

"They read the runes faster than we can engrave them!"

Jie Ming also saw clearly from the side that every time those array mages added a new rune on the ground, the invading information stream on the opposite side would instantly parse the function of that rune, and then destroy it at a faster speed elsewhere.

The weakness of the runic system was exposed at this moment.

As long as you can understand it, you can counter it.

Jie Ming did not hesitate.

His figure flashed, and he appeared directly among those dozens of fallen wizards.

Other wizards around were still in a rush, and no one noticed him.

Jie Ming squatted down and reached out to press on one person's forehead.

Spiritual sense probed out, actively connecting to that wizard's spiritual sea.

The next moment, the world before his eyes changed.

Countless information flows surged like a monstrous wave.

Those pieces of information had no color, no shape, but Jie Ming could "see" them.

They were frantically eroding every corner of this wizard's spiritual sea, attempting to infiltrate the energy network of the entire Ship Plane through here. Golden light flashed between Jie Ming's brows.

The Fate system operated at full power.

His consciousness turned into a barrier, precisely cutting off the path of that information stream. Then he began to parse, decompose, suppress, and even counterattack. It went very smoothly at first.

Those invading information streams were wiped out by him piece by piece, and Jie Ming could even perceive the situation on the opposite side by tracing the enemy's path.

Many.

Very many.

The number of natives on the opposite side was exaggerated!

One of the unlucky ones among the wizards who fell here probably found the gathering place of the natives!

And it felt like more natives were continuously rushing over from the depths of the information plane.

They noticed that the invasion here was blocked and immediately joined the computing network.

Every native contributed a portion of computing power, converging into an increasingly massive information torrent.

Jie Ming's advantage was shrinking rapidly.

And then began to be suppressed.

"So many..."

Jie Ming gritted his teeth. The load rate of the Fate system was soaring.

68%, 74%, 81...

The opposite side seemed endless.

Just then, several powerful auras descended suddenly.

From the direction of the core camp in the distance, more than a dozen figures were flying rapidly.

Each one had a full sense of pressure, the lowest was Level 6, and there were several auras that even made him feel palpitations—Level 7 Wizards. The high-tier wizards had arrived.

They saw the situation before them without a word of nonsense.

More than a dozen figures landed simultaneously, each finding a fallen wizard, pressing their palms down, and their spiritual sense connected violently.

Jie Ming only felt the pressure decrease significantly.

The computing power of those high-tier wizards was like more than a dozen massive mountains smashing into the battlefield simultaneously, and the originally surging enemy information stream was instantly crushed and retreated steadily. Even though the opposite side was still continuously reinforcing, under the crushing of absolute computing power, there was no suspense.

"Running again."

Jie Ming made a judgment almost instinctively.

Having had the experience of the previous exchange, he was too familiar with the style of these enemies.

Once they found they couldn't beat them, they would cut off the connection and flee without hesitation.

But this time, Jie Ming didn't want to let them retreat completely unscathed.

His heart moved, and his right hand grabbed into the void.

A mass of mist appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The color of that mist was gorgeous to the point of eeriness, as if countless colors were forcibly blended together, distorting, entangling, and infiltrating each other.

Just looking at it gave people a feeling of mental trance.

Incense Poison.

A byproduct that inevitably occurred during the process of the Incense God Dao producing the power of incense.

Condensed from the miscellaneous thoughts, obsessions, and resentments in the beliefs of billions of believers, it had extremely strong polluting properties to the spirit of the vast majority of living beings. When he heard that this plane was mainly related to information, Jie Ming specifically brought some with him.

He didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

He didn't hesitate to pat that mass of mist into between his own brows.

The Fate system instantly took over this Incense Poison, decomposing it into countless fine information fragments, and transported them over along the spiritual channel Jie Ming was still connected to.

The opposite side was originally retreating.

Those natives, sensing the terrifying computing power of the high-tier wizards, were already cutting off connections and shrinking their defense lines rapidly.

They retreated in an orderly manner, like a well-trained army.

And then the Incense Poison arrived.

Jie Ming couldn't "see" what specifically happened on the opposite side, but he could perceive...

On that side, it exploded.

The originally orderly retreating information stream instantly fell into chaos.

Countless noisy, distorted, and crazy miscellaneous thoughts spread frantically in their computing network like a virus.

The reaction of those natives was extremely intense, so intense that Jie Ming could feel that kind of "pain" even across the spiritual channel—if they had the emotion of pain.

The other side didn't even care about recovering other scattered information, and the connection was roughly cut off in an instant.

Jie Ming withdrew his spiritual sense and rubbed his somewhat swollen brows.

He looked down at his hand; a wisp of faint gorgeous mist was faintly entangled on his fingertips, attempting to drill into his skin. Just by touching a little, Jie Ming could feel the crazy whispers of thousands of people circling in his ears.

"Tsk."

Jie Ming couldn't help but frown uncomfortably, the Fate system operated, quickly combing through that wisp of mist, and then discharging it out of his body.

Although he was also disgusted, but...

He looked up at the crack in the sky.

The opposite side must be even more disgusted now.

Thinking of this, Jie Ming's mouth hooked into a wicked smile.

"Run fast next time, this time it can be considered collecting a little bit of interest."

The high-tier wizards around had already stood up and were communicating in low voices.

Someone noticed Jie Ming's action just now and looked at him a few more times, but based on the caution between wizards regarding knowledge, they didn't ask more. The alarm finally stopped.

The flickering of the defensive barrier also gradually stabilized.

Jie Ming withdrew his gaze and patted the non-existent dust on his hands.

"Play with you next time." ===== CHAPTER 553 =====