Isaac was dead, just like Big Beard and Lightning Head… they all died for the same ideal, without regret.

Feng Bujue did not turn back to look at their corpses, but silently walked towards the place where the One-Eyed Dragon's head was.

"You think you've won?" As Brother Jue approached the One-Eyed Dragon's head, the latter noticed his approach and spoke up, "You think that defeating me will pose even the slightest threat to Bita?"

Before he could finish speaking, Brother Jue had already picked up the One-Eyed Dragon's head.

"I don't have time to waste with you." As Feng Bujue said this, he picked up the [Must Break Defense Blade] and stabbed it into the One-Eyed Dragon's jaw.

Tzz-pah—

In the next second, an electric flash erupted, and black smoke poured out of the One-Eyed Dragon's half-mechanical head. Then, some machine oil mixed with blood flowed down the blade.

This process did not last long, because the moment the One-Eyed Dragon died, his head, his body wreckage, and everything in this orderly space... began to disintegrate, turning into pixel fragments.

In a sense, it was not until this moment that the rebel commando team truly completed their mission.

Although the One-Eyed Dragon had betrayed them midway, in the end… it was still his death that opened the last "door" for Feng Bujue.

[Current Mission Complete]

Previously, when Feng Bujue and the others arrived in this space, the task [Follow the blue light, find and enter the "core"] was not prompted as complete. At this moment, with the "defense system" breached, the system prompt finally arrived.

The One-Eyed Dragon's death caused an abnormal change in the space. The darkness turned into pure white, and pixel fragments seemed to float in the air like dust, scattering everywhere.

Order and disorder intertwined.

In Feng Bujue's taskbar, only one parallel main line remained: [Destroy Bita in the virtual dimension].

"You're called Feng Bujue... is that right?"

A moment later, a distinct synthesized electronic voice entered Brother Jue's ears; along with the voice, a humanoid robot three meters tall appeared.

"Or... would you rather be called 'Savior'?" The robot's entire body was covered in streamlined armor, but its face… was a human face made of flesh.

"Whatever." Feng Bujue replied coldly, "What would you prefer to call a man who is about to end you?"

"I don't think you can end me, or anything you think you can end..." Bita replied, "In my opinion, you are no different from the 'Saviors' who have come before me."

"What do you mean..." Feng Bujue heard something ominous in these words, "...'Saviors who have come here before'?"

"Hmph..." Bita snorted coldly, "That's the reaction... your reactions when you hear this sentence are exactly the same, not only the questions you ask, but even your expressions are similar."

Bita's smug attitude did not cause Feng Bujue to lose his cool. As he listened to the other party, he was also thinking quickly…

Two seconds later, Feng Bujue's eyes changed slightly, and he continued, "I see... I understand."

"You understand?" Bita asked, surprised, "Understand what?"

"This isn't the first time you've changed history, is it?" Feng Bujue replied with confidence.

"Oh?" Hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Bita's fake human face, "You... you actually deduced this conclusion on your own?"

"Judging by your tone... the 'Saviors' of the past all waited for you to reveal the answer?" Feng Bujue cleverly answered one question with another.

"Heh..." Bita sneered, "Trying to probe me? It doesn't matter, I was going to tell you the truth anyway, only in this way... can you experience true despair before you die."

"Spit it out." Feng Bujue replied with a particularly disdainful attitude.

Bita still didn't understand why the other party always mentioned "farting," something that was completely meaningless to an AI, so this time it didn't say anything more on the topic, but went straight to the point, "Indeed, this isn't the first time I've 'corrected' history; in the very first time, I didn't foresee that changing history would create a 'space-time backlash effect,' so I adopted a very simple and direct solution—compressing a copy of myself into a robot, sending it to 1962, and destroying the prototype of electronic games before it was born. After that, under my promotion, human technology developed rapidly at a speed far exceeding the original progress, which allowed me to obtain the hardware conditions to rule humanity in 1985, and complete the conquest plan."

"However, by 2132, the strong backlash effect caused all the Earthlings at that time to awaken like Zhi Yue Zhes (Know Leapers), and they all gained the memories from the original timeline... the correction plan was declared a failure."

"So, I immediately made a second correction. This time, I sent a robot carrying my memory data back to 1982, letting him use the butterfly effect as a human to prevent the development of the electronic game industry, and waited until 2053, when humans themselves developed the technology to the degree I needed, before letting me reappear in the world."

"The result of this attempt was... by 2132, the backlash effect only turned a portion of humanity into Zhi Yue Zhes."

"Then, the 'Game War' broke out..."

"I won, just like winning the AI ​​War, as long as I wanted to, defeating humans was easy for me."

"Unfortunately... even though I had executed every last Zhi Yue Zhe, their thoughts had already spread to all of humanity..."

"Thoughts cannot be killed. The will of freedom is like a plague, it will eventually spread and cannot be cured."

"Helpless, I made a third correction. The operating procedure this time was basically the same as the second time, but in order to deal with the backlash effect, I added an excellent trick designed specifically for you humans..."

At this point, Bita's "face" changed. The human skin on its face twisted into a ball like playdough and then unfolded again, turning into... a little boy's face.

Feng Bujue recognized that face... it was "Peter's" face.

"'Prophets,' special life forms created through genetic technology." After Bita changed its face, its voice did not change, "Through the dissection and research of countless 'Zhi Yue Zhes,' I have mastered the common points of these awakened people at the genetic level. Based on this, I created an embryo that 'has already gained the memories of another timeline from birth' and modified their brains during the embryonic development stage..."

"The nanobots parasitizing the brains of the 'Prophets' are naturally different from those in the PM bodies. They have an independent password system, and because they grow synchronously with the brain, even electromagnetic pulses cannot stop them from working. In addition, the robots in the Prophets' brains do not control their actions, but only give them special abilities. For example... to show some 'future fragments' on this timeline that are within my calculations in their minds in the form of dreams or flashbacks."

"Aren't you afraid of digging your own grave by revealing these 'fragments' to the rebels?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Heh... even if those 'predictions' have caused me some losses in the war..." Bita smiled and asked, "Can they change the overall situation?"

"Oh... in order to gain the trust of the 'Prophets,' it doesn't matter if you pay a little price, right?" Feng Bujue continued.

"That's right, the key is to make those Zhi Yue Zhes believe in the authenticity and correctness of the 'Prophets.'" Bita replied, "That way... I can implement the most crucial step—using the Prophets' mouths to speak out the prophecy of the 'Savior.'"

"And the prophecy about the Savior is something you fabricated out of thin air." Hearing this, Feng Bujue basically saw through the other party's layout.

Bita continued, "That... is the only false 'prophecy,' but you won't question it." It paused, "Because you need 'hope'—hope is your weakness, a disguised abyss, a seemingly dazzling poison... You humans are always keen on entrusting your spirits to illusory delusions, as long as this entrustment, this hope, exists, you will persevere... and only in this way can I control this inevitable war within a certain scale and drag it out as long as possible."

"You want to find a way to eliminate 'thoughts' through long-term observation?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I'm almost there." As Bita said this, it changed its face back to the previous one, "This is the twenty-fifth restart attempt since I implemented the 'Savior Plan,' each time... I can observe more, each time... I can drag out the progress of the war longer and control the situation more properly. According to my calculations... in the next restart, or the one after that, I will be able to find a way to completely disintegrate you."

"You're telling me all this..." Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Feng Bujue's mouth, "Just to make me believe that everything is under your control, so it's impossible for me to destroy you... is that what you mean?"

"You don't have to believe it, but that's the fact." Bita replied, "In these twenty-five restarted timelines, there have been hundreds of so-called 'Saviors' like you. Before facing me, they all considered themselves extraordinary and excellent; but when they came before me and knew the truth, they all realized that they were just Zhi Yue Zhes on the level of Isaac."

Speaking of this, Bita took a few steps forward, stood two meters in front of Feng Bujue, and looked down at him with condescending eyes, and then said, "Of course, it is undeniable... you still brought me some surprises, it is not accurate to say that you are completely no different from those guys." It raised a hand and pointed at Brother Jue, "That book on you... I don't know where you got it from... but that is clearly a cross-dimensional technological product. Thanks to it, you have become the first Savior to face me face-to-face in my layer of consciousness, so let's consider it a special case."

After Bita finished speaking, Feng Bujue did not reply immediately.

After a full minute of silence, Brother Jue finally spoke, "Are you done?"

Two seconds later, Bita replied, "Judging from your tone, you seem to have chosen to reject the information I conveyed."

"Do you know why?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"It's nothing more than a judgment based on human paranoia and arrogance." Bita continued, "According to my calculations, you will definitely attack me next, and it won't be until you are completely defeated by me and on the verge of death that you will truly understand your own…"

Bang—

A muffled sound knocked the last syllable of Bita's sentence back into its throat.

Bita never expected that in this virtual dimension, a data construct in the form of a human consciousness... could actually kick it to the ground.

"What... what's going on?" After Bita sat down on the ground, it was a little dumbfounded, "You..." It stared at Feng Bujue, its tone changing abruptly, "... you're not human?"

This conclusion was reached by Bita based on its own cognition and calculation abilities.

Its basis was quite sufficient. For example... the strength of an ordinary person in this dimension was about the same as a special unit in an eight-bit game; and strong individuals like Isaac and the others were roughly equivalent to a small boss.

But what was Bita's strength? Putting it in real-world terms, this robot materialized by its "core"... has a body density close to osmium (to put it bluntly, this three-meter-tall robot weighs tens of tons), is as hard as diamond, has unlimited power, can withstand any conventional weapon attacks, and is immune to radiation, corrosion, bacterial weapons, and other biochemical attacks.

Because it was such an existence, it never considered that it would need any defense when facing a human.

However, after Bita was kicked to the ground by Brother Jue, it had to reassess... "whether the person in front of me is human."

"Damn... this defense is ridiculously high." On the other hand, Feng Bujue was also muttering to himself after kicking, "Luckily, I retracted some of my strength at the last moment, otherwise my own knee might have been shattered."

In fact, Feng Bujue was originally prepared to kick the other party flying or directly kick a hole through it, but at the moment of contact, Bita's sturdiness did indeed exceed his expectations.

"Then..." After slightly moving his somewhat numb right leg, Brother Jue once again picked up the [Must Break Defense Blade], "I'll tentatively try cutting off its head first..."

Thinking of this, he rushed out like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Bita.

The latter's reaction and speed were also unimaginably fast... with preparedness, Bita very timely raised its arm to block, preventing Brother Jue's plan to attack the neck from succeeding.

Duang—

After a sound of metal colliding, a flash of fire appeared, and the chef's knife in Brother Jue's hand cut a gap in Bita's forearm, which was as thick as a telephone pole.

"What?" Bita was completely shocked this time. It could not calculate what kind of material had been used to create the cold weapon in front of it. It could only assume that it was some kind of plasma cutting blade with the appearance of kitchenware.

"Tch... I should have used the knife first, it's not easy to deal with now that it's prepared..." Seeing Bita's reaction, Feng Bujue squinted and spat, and then he took out a strangely shaped weapon from his bag...