The Mother of Rebirth's divine body became a display screen with poor contact.
It flashed wildly amidst the interplay of light and shadow.
The beams of destruction and lethal warheads were precisely and brutally poured into the vital spot on her back.
That was the most unstable energy core node exposed by the Evil God due to a system conflict.
The concept of time was completely stripped away in this instant.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor was there the carnage of flying flesh and blood.
There was only a hum.
It was like the lowest-level wail emitted when a hard drive is forcibly formatted.
"Zzz—"
The static of a short circuit filled the air.
With the landing point of Xia Lian's attack as the center, the Mother of Rebirth's massive divine body was forcibly injected with a segment of incompatible virus code.
The blue electric arcs were no longer flashing sporadically.
They turned into a bursting flood, erupting from every pore on her body!
Lines of unknown code, rolling down like a waterfall, no longer floated on the surface.
They were deeply branded into her flesh.
That sacred body, in the blink of an eye, turned into a massive, gibberish-infested logic circuit board.
"Er... Error... Warning... Devour Protocol... be... re... versed..."
Her voice was broken, like a damaged audio file from an old radio, mixed with the piercing screech of metal grinding.
That flawless face: one half was the soul-stirring beauty that ignited desire, while the other was savagely occupied by a cold "ERROR 404" warning box.
Two completely different styles were spliced together in an extremely eerie way, causing anyone's SAN value to plummet wildly.
The war within the God's body had been completely detonated by Xia Lian's final straw.
The suppressed and digested remnants of the "God of Machinery and Creation's" Divinity, bolstered by the "rational" will of the entire city's population and this fatal external blow, finally broke free of its restraints and launched a ferocious, peerless counterattack!
He would no longer defend passively.
He would seize control and madly reclaim the power that had been devoured by the Mother of Rebirth.
BOOM!
A massive blue spear, forged from pure code and logic runes, burst violently from the Mother of Rebirth's chest.
The Snow Mountain crumbled. The red fruit at its peak shattered instantly.
Great floods of molten-gold divine blood, mingled with pixelated flesh fragments, sprayed across the sky.
Immediately after, Order Chains symbolizing concepts like "Lever," "Gear," and "Steam" sprouted from Her limbs, winding themselves tightly around Her body in an attempt to seize control of the divine form.
The Mother of Rebirth, this Evil God who feasted on desire, was now enduring the most absurdly cruel torture in the history of the gods:
Being devoured from the inside out by Her own "food"!
"AAAAAHHHH!!!"
Her scream, devoid of any mortal life, tore through the air as Her massive body writhed and twisted in agony.
One part of Her form tried to retreat into the void to self-repair.
Another part, under the control of the Mechanical Divinity, strained to descend to the ground to rebuild Order.
Two completely contradictory commands tore at Her divine body like a rag doll being yanked by two giants, threatening to tear it apart at any moment.
"Wow."
Inside the Commander Mecha, Lin Qingyue whistled as she watched the top-tier special effects of this battle between gods.
"Looks like a case of internal indigestion causing complications."
She summoned her tactical panel, leisurely analyzing the battlefield.
"I've severed the Mother of Rebirth's faith link, which is like pulling the plug on her network. Now she's relying purely on her own reserve energy to hold on."
"Although the God of Machinery's Divinity is fragmented, the local area network of Winred City is still active, with every user in the city providing computing power support. The advantage is shifting significantly."
Her voice, amplified through the mecha's speakers, reached everyone's ears clearly.
Including Priestess Elena, who stood on the plaza, completely stunned.
Elena looked up, staring dumbfoundedly at the "Divine War" in the sky, her mind a complete blank.
She could feel that familiar blue power representing Order and Logic gaining victory after victory.
But she didn't know what she could still do.
It was the feeling of watching your home team take penalty kicks in the World Cup final.
Your heart stopped from nervousness, yet you could only pace the sidelines in frustration.
"Priestess Elena!"
Lin Qingyue's voice snapped her out of her frozen state.
"What are you standing around for? Your god is playing a comeback match, and as the High Priestess, shouldn't you be shouting some words of support to put some mental pressure on the opponent?"
"Ah? What... what am I supposed to do?"
Elena looked blankly at the Commander-type mecha, which stood with one hand on its hip.
Its posture didn't look like it was godslaying; it looked like it was giving on-site guidance for a graduation thesis.
"Stupid! Of course you guide the faith!"
Lin Qingyue spoke in the tone of a teacher asking, "How can you be such a slow learner?"
"What do you think faith is? Just shouting slogans and kneeling in prayer? How superficial!"
"Faith is a highly condensed 'Conceptual Weapon'! It's 'Administrator Privileges' that can help a god modify reality!"
"Now, your task is to take those believers of yours who just regained their sanity, take that pure will of 'revenge' and 'restoring order' in their minds, and precisely target it onto the battlefield for me!"
Elena listened blankly.
Every word Lin Qingyue spoke felt like a sudden enlightenment, completely overturning her understanding of divine spells and faith.
So... Divine Spells could be used this way?
This wasn't prayer at all.
This was clearly presenting an academic paper and performing a "Conceptual Deconstruction" of the Evil God's Divinity in public!
"Still stunned? Hurry up! Strike while He's sick and take His life!"
Lin Qingyue urged, "Put some emotion into it, be vivid and expressive, bring out the same enthusiasm you had when you worked so hard to become a Priestess!"
"Scream out all the most boring and tongue-twisting tenets of your Church of Machinery! Use logic and truth to annoy this creature who toys with emotions to death!"
"I... I understand!"
Elena's aura sank, and a new light reignited in her eyes.
She was no longer a lost seeker, but a warrior who had found her weapon.
"Children of Winred! Look at the hideous state of this False God!"
Elena pointed sharply into the sky, toward the struggling and disintegrating body of the Evil God,
"He promised you beauty, gender reassignment, even eternal life, but what came with all that?"
"The sinking of your mind! The loss of your reason! The price of becoming His slave!"
She questioned loudly, her incredibly piercing voice directly shattering the lingering fear and confusion deep within the people's hearts.
In the city, the people purified by the Holy Light of "Sage Mode" witnessed firsthand the hideous state of the Evil God, struggling like a beaten cur.
They recalled how the fanatic worshippers grew foolish after gaining beauty, how they sacrificed their souls for "power," and ultimately transformed into deformed monsters.
Those once beautiful shells had long been eroded into a thousand holes by endless desire, leaving behind only empty husks.
This stark contrast served as a profound confirmation of Elena's words.
Fury again brewed among the crowd.
But this time, the anger was no longer blind, but carried the profound rational reflection that followed being deceived.
They were no longer mere lambs, but citizens awakening to their own self-awareness.
"This False God greedily devours our creation, attempting to usurp My Lord's divinity!"
Elena's voice grew slightly hoarse with emotion, but her faith became ever purer.
"He lures us into the Abyss of Desire, yet paints over the peace with beautiful lies! He erodes the foundation of Order with chaotic decay!"
Her words were not just an accusation, but a thorough break from past ignorance.
"Reject Him! Reject all false temptations! Reject all blessings that come with a price!"
Elena raised the emblem high. The gear-shaped emblem, under the rational faith gathered by the city's people, began to emit a clear, steady blue light. It hummed like a newly reactivated precision instrument, radiating a reassuring aura of Order.
"Praise My Lord!"
Elena's voice reached its crescendo, as she poured all her strength and emotion into the words.
"Praise the rigorous logic! Praise the exact truth! Praise the wisdom and the hands that create everything from nothing!"
Her voice now possessed a soul-piercing power, completely dispelling the mist in the people's hearts.
"My Lord is the Order that constructs the world! He is the Grand Master who forges civilization! He has no hypocritical promises, only the future we create with our own hands!"
In a tone that was almost epic in its delivery, she described the true hope represented by the God of Machinery and Creation.
In the square, all the soldiers and citizens who had just regained their reason, hearing this familiar, rigid yet infinitely kindred dogma, instantly found their guiding light.
They spontaneously followed Elena, taking the dogmas of the Church of Machinery that they once found dry and tedious, and turned them into battle cries, roaring in unison!
In an instant, the entire city of Winred was transformed from a site of a fanatical cult ritual into a large, serious, and sacred...
...academic debate forum.
And the Mother of Rebirth in the sky was clearly that besieged, failing-grade, publicly accused of plagiarism and academic fraud, unlucky wretch.
Her divine body crumbled even faster under the repeated bombing of these "logic bombs."
Just as everyone's attention was captured by this unique "theological debate," the internal team channel on the mechas was exceptionally lively.
[ Lin Xiyue ]: "Sis, I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked. So are we still fighting or what? Our mechas are going to rust if we just stand here!"
[ Su Wan ]: "Deconstructing a faith system into quantifiable logic weapons... It's a bit flashy, but... I have to admit, it's incredibly efficient. We can learn from this approach."
[ Xia Lian ]: (whispering) "We... are we really giving the BOSS an ethics and morals lesson... This feels so awkward... But also so awesome..."
Seeing her teammates' familiar reactions, a cunning smile played on Lin Qingyue's lips.
"Xiyue, Su Wan, Xia Lian."
"Sis/Captain?"
"The main battlefield is pretty much under control. Elena can handle it on her own now."
Lin Qingyue stared at a flashing red dot on the tactical map.
It was a high-intensity energy signal source she had locked onto through the mecha's detection system.
It had been skulking in the underground on the other side of the city all along.
"The Evil God has been weakened, and the mastermind behind it all has finally been exposed. Now, I've got a job for you three."
"I'll draw the fire here. You three go and drag that biggest rat hiding in the sewers out for me."