I Arrived At Wizard World While Cultivating Immortality

Chapter 565: Biological Brain-Machine and Lockdown

The moment Jie Ming finished speaking, the sky changed.

The originally dim sky was instantly swallowed by a stretch of pure white. It was not elemental light, but information that had nearly materialized.

Countless streams of information poured down like a waterfall, enveloping the entire ship plane.

The white information waterfall churned and surged continuously. Jie Ming only glanced upward once and immediately felt a stabbing pain in his spiritual sea.

“Everyone, prepare for battle!”

“Ashheart” Martin’s voice resounded across heaven and earth.

But the enemy’s attack came too quickly.

Jie Ming suddenly felt his body grow heavy—the gravity had changed.

The originally normal gravity skyrocketed in an instant: three times, five times, ten times… In the blink of an eye, it had risen to more than fifty times.

The surrounding wizards all frowned. Some lower-ring wizards in the expeditionary force who were not skilled in physical reinforcement couldn’t help but drop to one knee.

Next came the temperature.

The surrounding air alternated between freezing like an ice cave and scorching like a furnace.

The speed of the hot-cold shifts was so fast that no one could adapt in time. Some lower-ring wizards had already begun bleeding from their noses and mouths.

Elemental activity was also fluctuating wildly.

Jie Ming could sense that the fire element around him would sometimes turn violently explosive as if about to detonate, and other times sink into complete silence as if it no longer existed.

This extreme variation made every wizard with deep elemental links feel like vomiting blood.

But these were only appetizers.

The real killing move was the white light pillar descending from the sky.

“That’s… a formatting attack!”

Shocked cries from high-ranking wizards rang out; they had clearly recognized the method.

The instant the light pillar landed, the protective wizard arrays still operating on the periphery of the ship plane melted away at a visible speed like snow under the blazing sun.

Runes disintegrated, nodes shattered, and energy circuits broke.

The defenses that had taken countless efforts to set up were “formatted into blank” in mere seconds.

Beyond that, the most affected were the large elemental pools.

Jie Ming turned his head toward the east, his pupils contracting sharply.

The No. 3 elemental pool that had nearly been tampered with earlier now had its protective shield completely gone. Inside the pool, countless foundational runes were being read in reverse.

Those runes had originally been the core for controlling energy output; now they were being “parsed” bit by bit.

Once the parsing was complete, the opponent only needed to tweak a single parameter and the entire elemental pool would undergo a catastrophic explosion.

The power of that explosion would be enough to raze half the ship plane to the ground.

The outermost cannon fodder creatures were already finished.

Jie Ming saw the elemental puppets freeze one after another before dissolving into basic particles and vanishing.

The artificially bred war beasts fared even worse.

Some suddenly self-detonated, flesh and blood flying everywhere; others went mad and attacked the companions beside them, completely losing control.

There was no doubt that after losing a large number of their kind, the information beings’ legion intended to directly format the entire plane by manipulating information!

“Hmph.”

A cold snort sounded.

Martin descended from the sky and landed at the center of the altar.

His gray robe remained completely unmoved amid the violent energy storm, and not a single strand of his gray-white short hair fluttered.

He simply stood there quietly, looking up at the madly pouring white waterfall in the sky, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

Jie Ming said nothing. He immediately stood up and yielded the central position of the altar.

Not only him—all the wizards on the altar who were not high-ranking also retreated on their own.

“Begin,” Martin said calmly.

More than a dozen seventh-ring wizards nodded at the same time.

They raised their hands one after another, and streams of light flew out from their respective spatial equipment.

The first to appear was a massive eyeball.

The eyeball was over ten meters in diameter, floating in midair with a gray-white sclera and a pale golden pupil.

It had no eyelids and simply stared straight ahead. Deep within the pupil, countless fine runes could be vaguely seen flowing.

“Void Demon Eye…” Jie Ming murmured.

He had heard of this before—an extremely rare void creature with extremely high intelligence and innate powerful information processing abilities.

Next came even more bizarre creatures.

A being over a person’s height floated out. Its appearance resembled an exposed brain, with dense tentacles hanging below.

Those tentacles wriggled continuously, each movement producing faint spiritual force fluctuations.

“Brain Horror…”

Another one appeared.

Its upper body was a translucent jellyfish, while its lower body consisted of octopus-like tentacles.

Through the transparent outer layer, one could see more than a dozen human-shaped brains suspended inside, each pulsing slowly.

Jie Ming drew in a cold breath.

He recognized all these creatures. It was no exaggeration to say they were all recognized “high-intelligence races” with innate computing power far surpassing that of humans. The wizard civilization had tamed them precisely to serve as “biological computing machines” in certain extreme situations.

What the sixth-ring wizards took out was even more direct.

One cultivation tank after another was brought out and neatly arranged around the altar.

Each tank was over a person’s height, filled with pale green nutrient solution containing dense clusters of neural tissue. Those tissues were covered in folds and wriggled constantly. At a glance, they were clearly brain organs—and specially modified brain organs designed specifically for computing power output.

Jie Ming understood.

This was the true trump card of the expeditionary force, the “weapons” prepared specifically for a computing power showdown.

Martin raised his right hand.

From his spatial equipment, a massive ancient tree slowly emerged.

The tree was a hundred meters tall, its trunk so thick that more than a dozen people would be needed to encircle it. But its branches and leaves were not green—they were gray-white. Its bark was not rough wood but wrinkled cerebral cortex.

The entire tree was composed completely of brain tissue.

Countless sulci and gyri were densely distributed across the trunk, branches, and even every “leaf.”

Those brain tissues wriggled continuously, emitting a faint fluorescence. Just looking at it made one’s scalp tingle.

“Brain Village Tree…”

A wizard exclaimed in a low voice.

Jie Ming was also stunned.

He had never even heard of this thing.

But one thing he could be certain of: the computing power of this tree was probably higher than that of most wizards present.

Martin stood beneath the brain tree and slowly spread his hands.

“Fate Subsystem, connect.”

A speck of golden light lit up at his brow—that was the access permission Jie Ming had given him.

Through the relay of the altar, the computing power of the Fate Subsystem was fully mobilized, merging into one with the brain tree, the biological computing machines, and the spiritual force of all the wizards present.

In that instant, Jie Ming sensed a computing power torrent so vast it was almost indescribable.

It was like an invisible giant mountain, standing tall and suppressing everything.

The white information waterfall in the sky seemed to sense something as well and poured down even more frantically.

Martin looked up and sneered.

“With just you?”

He raised his right hand and pointed upward.

That terrifyingly vast computing power torrent shot into the sky like an invisible giant sword, piercing straight into the core of the white waterfall.

The moment the two sides clashed, the victor was decided. The white waterfall first stalled, then began to collapse madly.

In mere seconds, the white information waterfall that had enveloped the entire ship plane was completely torn apart.

Above the firmament, the original dim gray was restored.

The environment of the ship plane also stabilized immediately.

Occasionally, information beings attempted to resurrect and charge back, but facing this terrifying information torrent, their core information was erased almost the instant they made contact, dissolving into light particles and vanishing.

“Now! Everyone, joint casting!”

Wizard Martin’s voice rang out once more.

The dozen or so seventh-ring wizards and over a hundred sixth-ring wizards who had been waiting for a long time struck simultaneously.

Borrowing that vast computing power, they synchronously cast a single information-type spell.

Layer upon layer of chaotic information poured from their hands like countless twisting giant pythons, rushing toward the massive black fissure. They intertwined and wove together, ultimately forming a thick information barrier that tightly sealed the entire Information Plane.

That barrier was not at the energy level, but at the information level.

Any information being attempting to cross this barrier would be polluted by the chaotic information the moment it tried.

Martin did not stop.

He formed hand seals with both hands. Using the power of an eighth-ring wizard, he added another layer of law lockdown outside the chaotic information barrier.

From this moment on, the outer layer of the Information Plane was completely sealed.

If those information beings wanted to charge out again, they would first have to break through these two layers of lockdown.

With their current strength, they could not possibly do so within ten days to half a month.

The sky returned to calm.

The fissure above the ship plane still existed, but no more information beings poured out.

The white light on the other side of the fissure churned wildly, yet could only futilely slam against the lockdown layer again and again in failure.

Jie Ming stood at the edge of the altar, looking at the scene before him, unable to speak for a long time.

There was no doubt that the method displayed just now was actually the original plan the expeditionary force had prepared to deal with the information beings’ army.

It was only after “Ashheart” Martin learned that Jie Ming could truly kill information beings that he had allowed him to show his hand in order to obtain more spoils of war and research samples.

“Jie Ming.”

Martin’s voice came.

Jie Ming snapped back to his senses and found that Martin had already walked up to him.

The eighth-ring wizard extended his hand. Light flickered in his palm as over a hundred pale blue crystals appeared before Jie Ming.

The crystals varied in size. The largest were fist-sized, while the smallest were only as big as a fingernail.

But every single one had countless light points flowing inside, emitting a faint fluorescence.

They were precisely the core crystals left behind after information beings died.

“These are your spoils from this battle,” Martin said. “According to contribution distribution, these belong to you.”

Jie Ming was stunned for a moment, then reacted and respectfully accepted them.

“Thank you, Senior.”

The hundred or so blue crystals felt heavy in his hands.

Martin looked at him, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.

“Study them well. These things may be more valuable than military merits.”

With that, he turned and left to handle the aftermath of the battle.

Jie Ming stood in place, looking at the pile of blue crystals in his hands, then raised his head to glance at the sealed pure white sphere in the sky.

He gripped the crystals tightly and turned toward the laboratory.

The days ahead were going to be busy.