[Shu]'s body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably within the silent thunder. His clothes started to drift apart, the tips of his hair began to vanish, and countless fine cracks appeared on his skin, as if he were a porcelain statue on the verge of shattering.
Yet Shu's expression remained unchanged, nothing but gravity and silence.
He had been this way from the start, and even now, it was as if his opponent could offer him no more "surprises."
Yes, there would be no more.
He silently raised his hands, bringing them down heavily like a conductor in the center of a concert hall, issuing a command to all things in the world that had accompanied this performance.
Command: Stagnation.
Centering on him, the world seemed to suddenly go "blind."
It was a manifestation where light photons no longer moved to human eyes, where humans could no longer receive any feedback from this world.
Even Shu's own body was affected by this force, his movements becoming extremely slow and arduous.
But in this world, only the flame within his chest had not extinguished; instead, in this silent world, it burned even brighter.
Even if this burning was futile!
A soundless roar escaped his throat, as if tearing open his own chest to let everything bound within break free from his body's control.
He no longer attempted to move his body, but frantically injected his last will into the solidified domain around him.
Bestow: Frenzy.
The instant the Authority took effect, the dust frozen in the "past," the shattered ice crystals, the residual energy, and even the command radiating from [Shu] himself... all came "alive"!
And compared to [Shu]'s command for total stillness, this utterly disordered frenzy clearly gained the upper hand!
Because stillness requires long-term maintenance, but frenzy?
You only need to push the first quiet quantum particle.
In [Shu]'s perception, the world underwent a sudden shift from extreme order to utter chaos.
When the "Stagnation" command was issued, all sound ceased, and even photons were imprisoned mid-flight.
That was a domain of absolute control meticulously constructed by [Shu], the stage he had set for his final countermeasure.
And he had anticipated Shu's resistance, even quietly waiting for it to happen.
Because no matter what Shu did, any act attempting to break "absolute stillness" would inherently trigger a violent qualitative change from "nothing to something," from "static to dynamic." This was exactly the necessary condition to trigger his next move.
So, he simply quietly felt the dust and energy he had "solidified" being washed over by Shu's Authority of "Frenzy."
He waited for those marionettes to be injected with mad souls once more, waited for them to instantly break their shackles and fall into disordered rampage.
He was waiting for the emergence of that "information singularity."
Right now.
Deep within [Shu]'s consciousness, a fully packaged "black box" program had existed for a long time.
And now, the moment this "black box" program detected that the preset condition of "basic rule perturbation" was met, it automatically activated in [Shu]'s mind and began to "pilot" [Shu] toward the next step of this program.
"White Cell"!
There existed weapons in this world that could kill him, and among his enemies, it was very likely there existed beings who could manipulate such weapons.
So he had to understand this weapon.
Although he couldn't understand the operating principles behind it—principles that might not even be considered scientific anymore—like those abstract High Priests of the Science Church in the Future City, he had personally experienced its terror in battle.
And he had come up with his own answer.
It was an ultimate weapon capable of forcibly inducing disorder in local physical constants, causing the four fundamental forces of the universe to briefly lose distinction at low energy scales, inducing all matter and energy to fall into uncontrollable, chaotic transformation like the birth of the universe.
He couldn't create such a divine artifact out of thin air because he didn't understand it.
But he could brand that experience of "being acted upon," that perception of "rules being forcibly confounded," into a conditioned reflex attack framework in the form of an Authority simulation.
The framework needed "fuel"—a violent and primal process of order collapse and restart.
And Shu's "Universal Frenzy" provided the perfect fuel.
[Shu] had no intention of trying to control or fight those frenzied particles.
On the contrary, when the storm arrived, he actively released the final maintenance of his own "Stagnation" command. He carefully injected his residual command Authority as a "fuse" into the center of this chaotic storm ignited by Shu.
"Command: Overwrite—"
"Mimicry · White Box (Pseudo-White Cell) Activate."
A silent declaration rang out in the depths of his soul.
In the next moment, centering on the two of them, everything within a radius of several hundred meters underwent a secondary qualitative change even more bizarre than "Frenzy."
Air.
Shattered ice rock.
Raging energy streams.
Even the spatial structure itself.
Color lost its meaning.
Form lost its meaning.
Even the boundary between "matter" and "energy" began to blur.
Golden light might instantly solidify into a heavy block of metal, then evaporate into scorching airflow the next second.
An energy beam shot at [Shu] suddenly bent mid-path, turning into a strange gravitational force acting upon him.
The particles forming Shu's protective multi-colored light would occasionally inexplicably gain mass, becoming sluggish, or suddenly decay into harmless thermal radiation...
Turning stone into gold?
That was just the mildest surface appearance.
This was a paradise lost of laws, a chaotic waltz danced by the four fundamental forces after getting briefly "drunk" on a microscopic level.
Electromagnetic force might suddenly exhibit strong force characteristics, gravitational constants might skyrocket or vanish locally, weak interactions might begin to manifest macroscopically...
Everything was undergoing a mad and disordered transformation revolving around some crude hallucination of a "Grand Unified Theory."
Only [Shu] stood at the center of the storm, opening his arms like a pilgrim to this world where a "rebellion" had erupted...
No, he wasn't a pilgrim.
He was embracing this world.
Like "God."
He had anchored a fragile "Order Immunity" for himself in advance, like clutching a fragile lifeline in a raging sea.
He could feel the immense burden of maintaining this domain; Honkai energy and [Hope] poured out like a flood. But a cold confirmation rose in his heart.
Victory is decided.
In an environment of such rule disorder, any attempt to maintain normal, comprehensive energy protection was futile.
Because what attacked you was no longer specific energy or matter, but physical laws themselves going mad.
Unless one possessed an Authority like "Event Horizon" that could inherently stabilize local rules temporarily, or even tamper with them.
Otherwise, relying solely on Herrscher-level Honkai energy or the Authority of [Hope] to tank it, a protective shield would be disintegrated from the inside within an instant by millions of rule attacks of varying natures that were almost impossible to predict.
Therefore.
This battle... he had won.