Chapter 333: Untransmittable Information
Upon realizing that several consecutive attacks had failed to make any headway, merely sweeping the bedroom's furnishings into disarray, Song Shibang gradually calmed down, seeking a way to break the deadlock.
He could feel that the surrounding space seemed to have been temporarily locked down, and his connection to the outside world appeared to be gradually weakening. Unless he could eliminate the enemy before him, leaving under the covetous gaze of his foe would certainly not be an easy task.
The red figure of light also chose not to proactively attack, simply allowing the other party to assault it. It didn't need victory; it only needed to stall these enemies, and time would be on its side.
The same phenomenon occurred with other dispersed Five-Tier superhumans. The entity known as the Disciple of the Crimson World, acting alone, tied down almost all the world's top figures, isolating them from this war of resistance waged by mortals.
"An information distortion barrier?" Bai Mo could sense that an invisible barrier, attempting to envelop him, was quietly forming. The information he transmitted, after being intercepted by this barrier, was clearly being interfered with.
The manifested symptoms were that because a portion of the light reflected from his body surface was distorted by the barrier, his appearance in the basement mirror became somewhat indistinct. And because the sound waves in the air were mildly interfered with by the barrier, his speaking voice also blurred.
Even the psychic fluctuations he sent out were not spared; the information he wished to convey became distorted under the interference. To the extent that even characters he casually wrote on the wall became crooked and twisted under the barrier's influence, making them difficult to discern.
"Unable to eliminate me at the existential level, so it uses this method of information distortion to prevent me from transmitting meaningful information to the outside world, slowly driving me insane, and indirectly obliterating my existence?"
Bai Mo quickly grasped its intent. For an intelligent life form, if all the information it transmitted to the outside world was distorted and invalid, then its meaning of existence within a group would approach zero.
This was likewise a ruthless tactic; without a corresponding level of defense, the outcome was essentially predetermined the moment it was unleashed, the only difference being the duration of resistance.
"My impact on the plan is too great?" During the intense battle, the Sky Net, whose development degree was continuously deepened, slowly evolved into a vast web that furiously seized information. For the first time, it managed to obtain effective thought-information from its opponent for Bai Mo.
Before this, almost all he could read from the Disciple of the Crimson World was disordered chaotic information. This meaningless gibberish constituted a layer of its defense, utterly unusable for intelligence analysis.
"It seems I still underestimated you." Through the flow of information, it realized that its thoughts had been successfully and completely pilfered for the first time, and it immediately prepared to turn over its next card.
"That fellow Gaia still hasn't revealed everything," it mused, looking at the enemy before it, which it couldn't breach despite prolonged assault, and who could even learn during battle.
"However, it's normal for it, styling itself as destiny, to hold back a hand against me, who represents resistance."
Having lost most of their reality interference abilities after being severely wounded, they had no intention of attacking the enemy's strength with their own weakness.
In terms of control over matter and energy in the real world, the Disciple of the Crimson World might even be slightly inferior to Bai Mo by a margin. Thus, its attacks were all on the information level, overwhelming others with sheer knowledge and profound insight.
"While interfering with information output, it's also interfering with information input?" Bai Mo quickly discovered that the effective perceptual boundary of his divine sense began to gradually shrink under the opponent's unknown influence. Perceptions beyond this boundary turned into a topsy-turvy, fragmented world.
The surrounding rooms transformed into whales, then immediately into Great Rocs. The ground became the sky, but in a flash, the Great Roc transformed into a giant turtle drifting in the starry void. The ever-shifting and unpredictable world continuously assailed his cognition.
However, while this trick might be highly effective against ordinary people, its effect was quite limited on Bai Mo, who was already accustomed to facing a bizarre and fantastical world.
Yet, to support Sky Net's overloaded operation, his vast spirit energy reserves had nearly half depleted in this past hour. Facing an enemy with an overwhelming advantage, about whom he sorely lacked intelligence, his situation seemed to be growing increasingly difficult.
The Disciple of the Crimson World's standard attack was actually quite similar to Bai Mo's white light: both involved massive information bombardment for brainwashing. Or rather, it wasn't brainwashing, but rather causing those illuminated to rapidly amplify their inner thoughts of resisting everything; in essence, these were still the individuals' own thoughts.
Living in this world, everyone, more or less, harbored dissatisfaction with certain people, certain things, or certain societal systems. What it did was merely amplify these dissatisfactions and then ignite them, causing people to resist reality and fight for their own desires.
The information life form known as the Disciple of the Crimson World epitomized the concept of resistance itself.
Of course, the red light, which represented its existence, had undergone millennia of optimization. Compared to Bai Mo's crude and unrefined white light, it not only possessed an absolute advantage in quality but also an ability to extract information.
For those enveloped by the red light, all their relevant information, and even the thoughts and memories within their minds, would gradually leak out if they lacked a corresponding counter-defense.
And after acquiring the myriad secrets hidden deep within the opponent's heart, coupled with a certain degree of verbal persuasion or threats, it could easily cause the enemy's mental state to collapse, achieving victory without battle. This was especially true given the information life form's immortality, which made silencing witnesses even harder than annihilating an entire clan.
"What else has been detected?" Again, by leveraging the flow of information, the Disciple of the Crimson World discovered that a particular scene from its memory had been seen by the other party.
Although it had gained more memories and information, it had not yet discovered anything that could truly threaten him.
Because Bai Mo's dominance was already established, he possessed power sufficient to suppress all lesser threats. Even exposing his machinations within the virtual reality system or the various brutal experiments he oversaw would at most bring about minor inconveniences, not even considered a serious setback.
"It was an information stream that came through the spatial rift created by Sa Qia Si Ji's self-detonation six years ago!"
From a sliver of red light that had barely escaped, it learned that what Bai Mo saw happened to be the scene of its initial arrival in this world.
"But what's the deal with Gaia?" As he learned more, Bai Mo found that his perplexities seemed to multiply even further.
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