After the declaration of war was confirmed, Mythology · Heavenly Court did not wait for the company to carry out its usual economic sanctions, nor did it wait for the company's interstellar isolation policy; they ignored everything.
Instead, they delivered a lethal blow that struck the company to the core.
Turning the real‑world fleet and its corresponding troops into game NPCs under their control?
How terrifying is this...?
How cruel is it?
The name of this super strategic weapon is simply "Reality Gamification"?
It is a horror weapon that surpasses countless Amber Ages across the universe!
Is this genius?
"Sss..."
Talavan, who was forcibly resisting the modification, nearly had his heart stop after hearing the technicians' conclusion outside.
"Everything... to the Amber Lord!"
Talavan let out a low roar, holding back nothing, wildly drawing Path energy from the Preservation Route, and his Path authority ran at full power.
A simulated celestial comet wall enveloped him, shielding him with an unstoppable aura.
Without any hope of escape in this near‑desperate state, he began to stall time with all his might.
"It's not just plain dimensional tech; it also incorporates some fringe techniques—truly an incredibly complex technology,"
"And on top of that, they've added an insanely complex encryption algorithm. That's over the line!"
"Let me take a look, what's the problem?"
"What a loss!"
Dr. Primitive, feeling his price was too low, sighed, then seized the burst of the Preservation Emissary to quickly research: "Rescuing them is unrealistic; first, let's keep the Preservation Emissary's life."
"Perhaps we can embed the Preservation Emissary into the soon‑forming game world, turning it into a line of code?"
Dr. Primitive shifted his thinking, saw its feasibility, and quickly built a corresponding algorithmic model.
"Immediately transmit the technology I've derived to that Preservation Emissary!"
In that brief moment, Dr. Primitive finally produced this targeted result.
Diamond had no time to reply; after receiving the information, without even looking, he immediately produced a strange artifact and transmitted the data straight into Talavan's mind.
The next instant.
Talavan Kira acted decisively, his body disintegrating instantly. Following the information that appeared in his mind, he swiftly transformed his body into a tiny piece of amber, upon which rune‑like code patterns were rapidly etched.
"Huh..."
Diamond watched everything, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked, "What's Talavan's condition? How shall we retrieve him?"
"The Preservation Emissary's condition..."
Dr. Primitive murmured briefly, then asked, "You're familiar with those online games, right?"
"I know a bit, what's up?"
"Now, your fleet is like an NPC character in a game."
"Their state is bizarre; saying they've been demoted in dimension isn't accurate. They still exist in three‑dimensional spacetime, but they've become storyline characters in a game, a dungeon, or a special dimension—essentially beyond rescue."
"Fortunately, the Preservation Emissary acted quickly, applying my technique to become a line of code within the game, avoiding being forced into an NPC role."
At this point, Dr. Primitive said matter‑of‑factly, "How to retrieve him? Naturally, your Interstellar Peace Corporation should negotiate with Mythology · Heavenly Court!"
His ability to act and preserve the Preservation Emissary's life is already enough to justify the price the company offered.
Want him to clash head‑on with the two geniuses?
Take this money, what's the point of risking lives?
Watching Dr. Primitive's projection fade, Diamond, the Tech Development Department, and the Intelligentsia Guild stared blankly at the rapidly forming game… dungeon?
A chill rose from behind them, soaring upward, making them feel as if they were immersed in a deep winter.
How could such a terrifying superweapon exist?
Turning a person directly into a game NPC?
In comparison, the so‑called weapons they've been feverishly researching are like children's play‑acting—utterly incomparable!
"Immediately! Right now! Contact the board and send someone to negotiate!"
Diamond's head buzzed, but he forced himself to stay calm; he knew they must not continue the fight.
Otherwise, next time Pier Point will become another Reality Game dungeon!
"No matter the cost, we must try to persuade Lord Hermes and Ms. Herta to halt the continued activation of the superweapon Reality Gamification!"
Without the usual delays, the company's board contacted Mythology · Heavenly Court almost immediately.
Hermes, watching the frantic Interstellar Peace Corporation reach out, casually refused to answer.
After painstakingly setting a killing move that trapped a Preservation Emissary, how could they let it slip away lightly?
Each Envoy holds great significance and possesses undeniable strategic value.
They cannot be measured solely by combat damage.
And killing them outright is even more difficult.
Even if one's power far exceeds theirs, once these Envoys sense something amiss, they can easily flee.
Had we not set a trap for Talavan Keen early on, trying to kill a Preservation Emissary would have been a pipe dream!
"Superweapon·Reality Gamification? That name sounds good, let's name it that."
Hermes could not deny that annihilating a massive interstellar fleet and gamifying it was an exceedingly cruel act.
Perhaps there are many innocents among them.
Rejecting them all could result in the wrongful killing of innocents.
But so what?
Hermes never sees himself as a flawless white lotus, or as a saint who makes kindness the core of life.
He pursues beauty, but that does not stop him from eliminating those who ruin it.
He cherishes kindness and will not be soft‑hearted toward those who destroy it.
Among this gamified fleet, there may be innocents.
But once they stand opposite Hermes, his mind will no longer entertain any mercy.
That's Hermes… "Did you refuse to negotiate?"
Diamond sighed, wondering when the lofty Preservation Emissary ever became so powerless.
"Fine, try to contact the other side and strive to rescue Talavan, no matter the cost!"
"Oh right!"
"I almost forgot Oswald Schneider."
Cold, piercing light flashed in Diamond's eyes; if not for that blundering fool who accomplishes nothing but creates more trouble, Talavan wouldn't have been dragged in directly!
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