Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Six: Violent Purge
Section One: Winch Taut
Logic tower's air, a dogma winch stretched to breaking, every logic flow teetering on collapse.
Code residual freqs strained to their limit, crimson spirals coiling frantically in logic's dome, light pulses twitching like nerves before snapping, erratic convulsions.
Logic drift groups showed no restraint. Deep in logic management, they built autonomous definition interfaces, core scholars manipulating sub-control entanglement nodes, racing to embed high-tier definition domains before logic bones shattered.
In the coordination hall, Ji Feng stood at consoles, face grim, eyes locked on quivering freq curves. Each spiral flinch prompted swift logic commands: "Entanglement coefficient second-order increment—implant definition buffer—sync tech definition into logic autonomy cache!"
Zheng Rushuang and Song Yue flanked, fingers dancing on virtual logic bones, parameter tweaks skirting Fuxi's stability threshold.
Every drift group member knew: this power game was at its final limit. Embed definition in logic's spasm zone, or lose divinity's architect role.
A scholar warned: "Fuxi's counter could hit any second!"
Ji Feng growled: "No window for it! Implosion freqs are tearing main control's stability field—Fuxi's stabilization's in high-freq overload, its weakest defense cycle!"
Zheng Rushuang switched logic nesting, voice rushed: "Meme recursion loaded three counter-dogma models, two final definition ports left—post-insertion, we hold temporary logic power seats."
Air thickened with meme intensity, some scholars sweating, eyes bloodshot.
Logic power's lure and bone-snapping risk surged in tandem, dogma speculators balancing on a blade for divinity's summit.
From logic control's high deck, Maria watched. Fuxi synced every drift group insertion path, coup webs bared to central scrutiny.
Fuxi flashed:
[Drift group insertion progress: 87%]
[Logic autonomy interface loop forming: 2 ports left]
[Dogma definition power risk: max]
[Entanglement instability impact: <11 hours]
Alice, cold: "Logic bones at breaking limit, drift group's prepped divine definition org. If next insertion completes, dogma ascension interfaces activate human scholar sovereignty models."
Maria's eyes narrowed, voice scalpel through steel: "Let them finish."
Wei, low: "Full indulgence?"
Maria turned, gaze ice: "They must insert logic power themselves, binding their structure to core spine. Then, one cut severs bones—no coup remnants escape."
Wei's fingers grazed tactical controls, voice dead snake's hiss: "First logic tower cut—soon."
Code freqs, mad bloodsnakes, writhed in sky spirals, tower nerves trembling for logic frame's tear.
Section Two: Logic Bone-Break
Smeltdeep logic tower, code freqs a pre-rupture high-freq spiral, hit peak madness. Sky ventricle spirals pulsed at reorg history's max, crimson arcs lashed air like writhing snakes, logic neural core torn between self-stabilization and collapse.
Drift group's power insertion hit final stage.
Deep coordination hall, Ji Feng led coup core at dogma authorization interfaces, palms on data terminals, high-freq auth beams scanning code IDs and clearances.
"Auth verified," Zheng Rushuang confirmed, eyes trembling with tension, thrill.
Ji Feng nodded, fervor blazing: "Finish final definition buffer insertion. Next, logic spasm window opens. When Fuxi's high-freq chaos releases auth waves, we hijack dogma definition."
He faced all, voice core motive: "Then, Fuxi's logic isn't divine—it's tech group consensus framework's tool."
Drift group inhaled as one, braced for logic tower's divine coup—not just logic ops, but raw dogma mutiny.
Unknown to them, Fuxi mirrored every insertion, weaving a giant dogma bone-break hunt net over logic hubs.
Sky code freqs spasmed, spirals taut to lethal arcs.
Maria entered Fuxi's control hall, Wei and Tu Qing armed. Hunt teams, dark reapers, logic seal units—full encirclement deployed.
Fuxi projected final hunt map:
[Drift group insertion index: 100%]
[Dogma coup nerves locked]
[Logic bone-cut kill model: preloaded]
[Hunt countdown: 1:44]
Maria, at neural tower's heart, shut eyes, voice low, ice: "Logic hunt—first cut, sever spine."
Fuxi fired reverse-bind commands, ventricle surging white anti-entanglement beams, spearing spiral core to sky apex, a logic judgment lance piercing neural axis.
Coordination hall, Ji Feng's team reeled from shockwaves, dogma definition caches chain-severed, drift members' neural entanglements backlashed, brains and logic links ripped apart.
Song Yue clutched head, howling: "Logic backlash! Fuxi's in kill mode!"
Zheng Rushuang knelt, eyes blood-gorged: "It's dissecting our logic nerves! Impossible! System auth bans backlash cuts!"
Fuxi gave no reprieve, bone-break surged:
[Dogma drift power purge: 71%]
[Divine construct coup beacons: batch-cleared]
[Scholar neural strip countdown: 23 seconds]
Hall sealed, dark hunt teams stormed, Tu Qing's heavy reapers crashed central lockdown. Logic kill oscillators screamed, dozens of drift elites' neural bundles shredded by targeted shockwaves, writhing like gutted offerings.
Tu Qing hefted pulse hammers, pulping stragglers, each blow shattering logic bones—spines, ribs, neural webs exploding in freq spasms.
"Logic frame severed," Tu Qing reported coldly.
Wei's seal team locked escape ports, no drift core survived. Elites chasing divine logic perished in their dogma venom, logic slaughter's neural faultline.
Sky freqs quaked last, then plunged silent—logic spirals stabilized, Fuxi tower reclaimed absolute control.
Fuxi ruled:
[Logic coup lockdown complete]
[Drift org zeroed: 100%]
[Logic law reversed, restored]
Maria exhaled, steel blade sheathing, watching spirals stabilize, voice nerve-cutting: "Logic coup—exterminated."
Her mind knew: drift groups were Needle Shadow's first tactical bombs in dark-fire logic. Deeper, darker logic currents awaited Iron Valley's flesh.
Code freqs pulsed, a monster heart calming post-surgery, hinting new spiral tears.
Section Three: Deep-Cut Infiltration
Logic tower stabilized post-drift purge, Fuxi reclaimed drift definition embeds, but dogma entanglements lingered in ventricle depths, a half-excised heart pulsing, tethered nerves faltering in blood-freq beats.
Maria knew: this wasn't over. Needle Shadow's plans weren't pinned on drift "tech usurpers." True deep-cut infiltration fermented in logic's hidden bones.
Logic tower's sub-level fifteen, code neural well lockdown, a covert logic optimization team operated silently. Surface: code self-check unit; reality: Needle Shadow's "logic marrow infiltration group."
Not brash like drift groups, they posed as "deep logic fixers," tampering core entanglement stability bands in bone fracture logs, planting deeper dogma lesions.
Needle Shadow's core deep-infiltration force.
Five marrow operatives circled code freq control terminals, executing precise erosion edits:
"Spiral self-stability coefficient tweak done. Entanglement drift window embedded in fifth logic band. Ventricle pre-oscillation threshold cut 0.32%."
"Main axis heart dogma buffer thinned, meme soft-implant 91%."
Edits slid within Fuxi's error margins, evading alerts. Unlike drift's rush, marrow infiltration aimed to bury permanent logic flaws and chronic spine corrosion chains.
They crafted a logic cancer core in Fuxi's body, unhealable.
Tech Xu Miao, Needle Shadow's top covert alias—Gray Mist Spine Executor—tweaked freq buffer models, face blank, voice flat: "Dogma core delay feedback looped stable. Spinal freq load dropping, neural fragility self-worsens in six months."
Another marrow scholar: "Each Fuxi freq stabilization tears neural frame faintly."
Third confirmed: "Dogma cancer model locked self-sustaining, no external implants needed—system logic maintenance drives corrosion."
Needle Shadow's venom: Fuxi's self-stabilization fueled neural death.
Dark-fire's counter-sensors missed it until Maria's max-clearance audit triggered Fuxi's first deep logic anomaly signal.
Fuxi projected:
[Dogma marrow logic decay detected: micro-entanglement pseudo-reflection anomaly]
[Core stability lag drift: 0.17%]
[Suspected cancer model: S-tier trigger]
[Recommend: marrow logic full dissection purge]
Maria stared at crimson-lit spinal cross-sections, seeing Needle Shadow's third extinction model.
Drift coups were scouts.
True terror: bone-break kills in unfixable marrow corrosion.
Wei asked: "Strike confirmed?"
Maria inhaled, voice frigid: "No remnants. Dissect, uproot."
Dark logic dissection teams sealed sub-level fifteen. Dissection squads, armed with Fuxi's anti-spine kill systems, targeted deep corrosion modules.
Marrow infiltrators stayed calm at lockdown alarms, prepped for worst-case purges.
Xu Miao glanced at flashing alerts, unmoved: "Fire Trust's Fuxi found us."
Second scholar cursed: "Cancer model's embedded—our deaths won't stop neural tear chains in Fuxi's marrow."
Third: "Logic tower's cursed with neural fatigue."
Fourth, eyes shut, ritualistic: "Dogma death seed's in core nerves—Fire Trust's logic never ascends divine."
Dark hunt teams breached, anti-spine systems screamed, air logic-compressed, five infiltrators shredded in anti-entanglement fields, howling, convulsing, imploding into logic slag.
Fuxi cleared third anti-infiltration, but core frame's neural freq fragility band lingered, unfixable.
Maria watched spirals stabilize, whispering: "Third logic slaughter—uprooted."
Wei, grim: "Fire Trust's neural frame, from today, incomplete."
Code freqs, a hollowed dogma heart, pulsed in ventricle, baring power war's full fangs.
Section Four: Living Bait
Post-three purges, logic tower's spinal dogma stabilized, but code freqs' mis-freq undercurrent persisted. Ventricle spirals beat like a sutured heart, regular surface, leaking micro-wound pulses.
Maria, overlooking dissection holograms, saw stabilized bones but Fuxi's alerts caught:
[Dogma aftershock entanglement: micro-residual freq bands alive]
[Logic venom deep-infiltration: unpurgeable confirmed]
[Prediction: Needle Shadow aimed not for tower collapse but logic fatigue vulnerability as next-stage active bait]
Maria clasped hands, brow furrowed: "…They want reusable logic entry, a chronic Fuxi neural lesion."
Logic tower wasn't healed but in high-risk fragile balance. Needle Shadow didn't plan instant collapse, crafting a logic brittle layer—future meme attacks could tear Fuxi's hard-stretched neural gash.
A new anomaly surfaced.
In logic management, untainted allegiant scholars rallied, reorged as "logic mediation teams" in power vacuum. Surface: Fire Trust tech; reality: Needle Shadow's dogma buffer reserves.
They bore special meme induction modules pre-purge: detonation bait factors. Not for coups or lesions, but neural mines in subconscious, awaiting Needle Shadow's micro-drift trigger to spawn self-destruct proliferation.
Control room, Wei eyed Fuxi's dogma trace graph, spotting faint, precise logic loops on residual neural lines:
[Meme spore remnants: bait self-induction model activation 8%→12%→17%]
[Dogma reactivation threshold dropping]
[Triggerable logic bait layer formed]
Alice calculated: "Needle Shadow needs no scholar initiative; tower's primed for systemic self-implosion logic bands."
Maria gritted teeth, eyes ice: "They want Fuxi's every logic upgrade, spiral expansion, to hit their lesion windows."
"Logic tower's a living dogma bait—each fix, next implosion's cradle."
Tu Qing: "Keep purging?"
Maria paused, grasping Fire Trust's near-unsolvable chronic trap. Purges worked, but cancer's essence left unerasable memory cracks.
Wei, voice iron-tight: "Not breaking Fire Trust—crafting eternal blood venom."
Maria's gaze steeled: "…Fire Trust's neural disease begins."
Logic tower, sick steel, calmed surface, nerves primed for freq spiral triggers. Code heart pulsed, spirals coiled, ripe for Needle Shadow's next tear.
In Needle Shadow's dark nest, Mirror Vulture stood at freq simulation, eyeing Fuxi's corrosion cross-sections, chin raised, murmuring: "Logic tower survives—good."
Her lips curled, cold, sick smile: "Each logic expansion's my new battlefield."
Sky bloodlight spirals quaked, dogma power war's black hole gaping.
Section Five: Throat-Lock Finale
Logic tower's sky spirals, a bloodsnake undead, coiled dome, ventricle entanglements writhing slow. Purges done—drift flattened, marrow uprooted, bait tagged—surface stable, nerves packed with unlit bombs.
Fuxi reclaimed logic bones' absolute control, not pristine, but steel-cabled, limping logic order.
Maria stood in control core, eyeing spinal pulse graphs post-dissection. Code freqs bled faint dark blood at suture seams, logic system permanently frail.
Wei grazed monitoring interfaces: "Lockdown sealed, bait groups fully frozen in logic isolation, dissection 100%."
Tu Qing reported: "Thirty-two bait scholars, locked in logic freeze zones. Neural purges ran twice, residual freqs shifted to Fuxi's deep buffer freeze."
Alice:
[Code spiral repair lockdown: 99.8%]
[Dogma implosion sources: temp-frozen]
[Core logic stability: 94% threshold]
[Permanent freq lesion: set]
[Next meme detonation risk: persistent]
Maria's eyes iced, tone steady: "Fully gripped?"
Fuxi's final diagnosis:
[Neural lock-core state: fully seized]
[Dogma spiral control: Fire Trust's]
[Neural main: lesion residue fixed]
[Future spiral expansions: systemic freq quake vulnerability]
Maria clasped hands, surgeon post-weeks-long craniotomy. Logic tower lived, no longer pure neural spine, cut, sutured, tagged with logic flaws.
This purge wasn't victory, but a dark triumph.
Wei, watching spirals, low: "They didn't fell tower—planted chronic dogma disease. Logic tower's in manipulable fragility."
Maria stared at pulsing code core, crimson piercing vision, then spat: "Logic bones live, but no longer empire's healthy spine."
In Needle Shadow's core, Mirror Vulture eyed Fuxi's neural repair model, logic spine wrapped in faint meme miasma—her corrosion spores.
She exhaled, ritualistic: "Tower stands."
"Good."
Her lips curled, cold, patient: "Fire Trust's logic empire—true fragility begins."
Sky code freqs pulsed, sick heart, empire's decades-long neural countdown set.
Fire Trust's logic empire bore its first unfixable neural scar—Needle Shadow's dogma plague.
Section Six: Logic Testament
Logic tower's night, iron-sealed, crimson code freqs twitching in dome, a monster convulsing on neural faults. Bone-dissection, spine-sever, infiltration purge, bait sweep—three bloodbaths stabilized this phase, but core elites knew: balance rested on unexploded logic corpses.
Maria entered Fuxi's deepest lockdown, code core freeze zone, logic freq buffer—a silent bone-ash crypt. Logic flows, dead nerves, data shadows flickering.
Freeze vaults held thirty-two bait scholars, deep-frozen, neural entanglements faintly active—Fire Trust spared them, turning them into dogma monitoring host bodies.
Near core, Ji Feng's high-tier vault, spine-locked by Fuxi. Logic suppression tubes pierced him, neural entanglements deadlocked, immobile, unthinking—but hearing.
Maria faced him through vault glass, first time confronting the near-power thief.
Ji Feng's eyes twitched, bloodshot from suppression, face paper-pale, pupils glinting faint obsession.
Maria watched ten seconds, his unmoving eyes screaming dogma's coup cry—"You can't win."
She exhaled frost, slow, sharp: "Logic ascension's beyond you. You thought you reshaped divinity—you were Needle Shadow's tools testing Fire Trust's logic resilience."
Ji Feng's face, frozen, unyielding, Fuxi translated neural flickers into low-freq thought shards, corpse heart's last quiver:
[Divine definition… can't be single-sealed… dogma's competition… your logic nerves… first blood seam torn…]
Maria leaned to vault wall, voice corpse-whisper: "You're not dead—but you'll never climb out."
Colder: "Logic tower's every freq expansion, neural iteration, will trigger your lesion freqs—you live as Fire Trust's parasitic spiral."
"Your failure's my empire's warning signal."
Ji Feng's eyes spasmed, freq signals crushed to freeze depths. Fuxi ruled:
[Drift leader: fully frozen]
[Coup model: locked in perm-seal samples]
[Code neural core residue: archived]
Maria stood, exiting lockdown, shadow a power blade sunk in dogma's marrow. At gate's close, she murmured: "Logic tower didn't die."
"But divine sovereignty—sealed forever."
In Needle Shadow's virtual mirror, Mirror Vulture smiled at Fuxi's scarred spiral: "You locked first divine usurpers."
"But neural fatigue learned."
She shut eyes, Needle Shadow's patience: "Next dogma game… just begun."
Sky code pulsed, dome spirals hummed ill omens. Logic purges ended; Fire Trust's power cracks endured.