Chapter 53 Miracle
A year later, in the Silvermoon Federation, moonlight, like a silver river, spilled across the corrupt and diseased land, slowly unfolding like a nightmarish scroll. On this desolate battlefield, although the spread of the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon had not been completely eradicated, the power of the Silvermoon Federation had gradually turned the tide, forcing them into increasingly confined corners.
The Moonshadow Priest laid down layers upon layers of silver moon magic arrays on the earth, like a mysterious net woven from moonlight, firmly binding the constantly writhing, corrupting monsters. These arrays, with the invisible power of the silver moon, etched a sacred mark on every inch of the land, their light illuminating the diseased earth and slowly eroding the life force of those vile demons.
The Mooncrafters constructed magical defensive structures, like fortresses beneath the heavens, layered upon each other, as solid as a rock. Powered by moonlight, these structures radiated a cold, silvery glow, outlining impenetrable lines of defense. Through the fusion of magic and technology, they formed a seamless barrier, preventing the spread of the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon. Each structure possessed its own unique function, from releasing purifying light to casting binding spells, providing the warriors with the strongest possible protection.
After a year of relentless struggle, the Silvermoon Federation's strategy gradually began to take effect. The Moonshadow Priests and Moonwheel Craftsmen worked closely together, and complex, multi-layered nested magic arrays and defensive fortifications steadily approached the source of the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon—the ancient teleportation portal. As the position advanced, the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon's range of activity was gradually compressed, its resistance grew weaker, and it even unconsciously retreated, seemingly sensing the irresistible aura of death.
As the space drew closer, the Silver Moon Guardians' "deletion" ability became increasingly efficient. The invisible power of the Silver Moon, like a sharp blade, swiftly severed the lifelines of the Blood Calamity Flesh Core Devouring Demon. Those monsters that had once ravaged the land like an indelible curse gradually shrank their territory, their life force slowly dissipating under the moonlight.
However, in this protracted battle against the corrupting disease, Bai Zhe watched as the Blood Disaster Flesh Core Devouring Demon gradually retreated, and a cold glint flashed in his heart.
"Heh, it actually blocked it? But it doesn't really matter."
A steady stream of data flowed back into Bai Zhe's hands from the portal. As one of the world's top researchers, Bai Zhe's data theft from these enemies was not merely combat-based collection, but a far more profound experiment. He transformed this invisible power into his own tools, beginning a more in-depth study of the Silvermoon Federation's "Reality Distortion Power."
Looking at the life data leaked from the enemy's portal in his hand, he pondered: "Rather than calling this 'the power of reality distortion,' it's more accurate to call it the power of miracles. This power originates from the invisible gaps between heaven and earth; it's the collision and interweaving of the two dimensions of information and matter."
In Bai Zhe's understanding, the essence of the world can be divided into three levels: Heaven is the information dimension, Earth is the material dimension, and humanity is an interweaving of the two. Heaven controls humanity's information structure, while Earth dominates the material dimension. On the surface, human will seems unable to escape the constraints of these two forces, as insignificant as a speck of dust, powerless to resist, and destined to be dominated by fate.
However, Bai Zhe realized that it was precisely the interweaving and opposition of these two controlling forces—heaven and earth—that gave birth to human consciousness, preventing humans from being completely controlled by the informational dimension of "heaven" or completely grasped by the material world of "earth." It was precisely in the conflict and gaps between these two forces that a glimmer of hope existed, and this hope was the root of the "miracle."
The "power of miracles" is faint; it has never been recognized by humankind, yet it certainly exists. It offers humanity the opportunity to break through the cracks in the forces of nature, endowing us with the potential to transform reality and challenge fate.
As he watched the constantly flashing life data before him, a grand goal gradually emerged in Bai Zhe's mind—he would use this "miracle power" to create life forms capable of distorting reality. Unlike the Heavenly Curse and the Devious Demon of the past, these miraculous creatures would no longer be limited by traditional material and information structures. They would transcend the norm, becoming his ultimate tool for breaking through the laws of heaven and earth, and his new definition of "life."
Bai Zhe's laboratory was filled with traces of failure and success. Every experiment was fraught with unknown dangers, yet he was getting closer and closer to that breakthrough. As the power of miracles gradually gathered at his fingertips, an unprecedented confidence rose within him.
"The existence of life is itself a continuously occurring miracle