Golden blood drifted through the space maze.
The Great Stele Sacrifice steadied its retreating form, the searing pain in its back far surpassed by the tumultuous waves in its heart.
It knew it had been manipulated.
The supposedly optimal path it deemed correct to break the situation had been a trap all along.
In fact, it had never been arrogant enough to think it could crack the Black Tide's space technology system.
Everything done previously was merely a process of continuously destroying the maze to gather the thinking habits of the "behind-the-scenes Evil Spirit" constructing the maze.
The way each space structure connected, the rhythm of switching between different maze forms, the distribution patterns of energy nodes... it attempted to deduce the thinking logic path hidden within the behind-the-scenes Evil Spirit through these external manifestations.
This method's essence.
