Chapter 68: A Message to the Creator
The shining white armor shattered completely into pieces as Belida’s heavy steel boot slammed into its chest with full power. One of the Arbitrators from the Central Axis crashed hard onto the marble floor of the Zenith. The sound of colliding metal was deafening. The light wings on the holy entity’s back were entirely extinguished, its energy completely sucked dry by dozens of Kanos’s shadow hounds that constantly bit and tore at its armor from all directions.
The other two Arbitrators had already shattered into glowing white pixels that faded away, blown by the high altitude wind. Their flying ship was broken into pieces and sinking to the very bottom of the Marrath crater. The elite execution squad carrying the absolute deletion order from the world’s creator had been massacred entirely in less than ten minutes.
Kanos walked casually toward the dying Arbitrator on the floor. His obsidian arm was still emitting thin wisps of purple smoke. His face looked incredibly tired, his hair a complete mess blown by the wind, but his eyes projected an aura of absolute superiority that could not be denied. Sili and Papuyu stood silently behind him, still unable to believe the god level brutal massacre they had just witnessed with their own eyes.
Kanos stopped right next to the Arbitrator. He lifted his left foot and stepped right on the center of the entity’s heavily dented chest plate. His stomp was not hard, but it was enough to make the entity groan in pain.
The Arbitrator’s face slowly flickered, displaying the highly rigid shape of a glowing human face. Its pure white eyes stared up at Kanos with a mix of disbelief and systematic anger.
"Your actions are completely useless, anomaly," the Arbitrator spoke. Its voice was no longer booming from all directions, but broken and heavily filled with ear piercing static noise. "You might have won this small battle. But the Central Axis is the absolute truth. The True Creator will detect the corruption level at these coordinates. An entire armada of omega level erasers will be deployed to cleanse the world of your logic flaw."
Kanos snorted quietly. He pressed his shoe deeper into the holy machine’s chest.
"I absolutely hate clients who only dare to send revisions through automated messages," Kanos spoke with a very cold tone. "You think you can just do whatever you want from up on your golden thrones? You think you can just delete a city and torture people down here just because it makes your damn algorithm easier?"
Kanos leaned his body down, staring sharply right into the white eyes of the Arbitrator. His pitch black right arm slowly lifted. He did not draw a weapon. He had no intention of destroying this machine physically. He needed a courier to deliver a very special package right to God’s front door.
"I am going to give you my revisions directly at your front door," Kanos whispered lethally.
Kanos pressed the tip of his obsidian index finger directly against the Arbitrator’s white helmet. In a split second, thick black veins spread rapidly across the entire surface of the holy armor. Kanos was injecting a void logic virus deep into the core memory of the Arbitrator. It was not a killing virus, but a tracking and memory extraction virus. Kanos forcefully downloaded every single coordinate, layout, and network weakness of the Central Axis straight into his own brain.
The Arbitrator screamed digitally. The sound resembled iron getting scraped forcefully against stone. Its light body trembled violently as its code was ripped open and modified directly by the artist.
After the download process was complete, Kanos pulled his hand back. The Arbitrator now looked heavily deformed, its body half infected by Kanos’s black shadow patterns.
"Go back to the Central Axis," Kanos gave an absolute order. His eyes radiated an unquenchable thirst for blood. "Tell your precious True Creator. Tell him that the anomaly from Marrath just found the route to his house. And I am going to tear your entire building completely down to the ground."
Kanos removed his foot and took a step back. The deformed Arbitrator slowly floated up into the air with highly rigid and broken movements. Without saying another word, the entity ripped open a small scale emergency warp gate in the sky, darted inside, and completely vanished back to the center of the Yomalvara continent. Bringing along the most insane declaration of war in the history of the world.
Sili jogged over to Kanos. The broker’s face was unbelievably pale. "Boss. You just challenged God to an open war. The entire world will make us public enemy number one."
Belida walked closer, sheathing his greatsword back onto his shoulder. The giant knight laughed out loud. "Good! This sword needs enemies worthy of its sharpness. The quiet times were starting to bore me anyway."
Papuyu folded both her arms across her chest. "So what is the next plan, Boss? Wait for them to send a bigger army here?"
Kanos shook his head slowly. He turned around to look at the white Zenith castle, its courtyard now totally filled with cannons of the void and hundreds of shadow hounds he crafted himself. He was not going to waste his time waiting for the enemy to attack his headquarters. A true artist always took the initiative to showcase his newest masterpiece to the world.
"I just pulled the core navigation data of the Zenith from that Arbitrator’s head," Kanos casually brushed the dust off his gray cloak. The highly dangerous smirk returned to his face. "Sili, get to the control room. Cut the anchor chains locking the Zenith to the sky above Marrath."
Sili’s eyes widened completely. "Cut the anchor chains? Boss, what are you trying to turn this fortress into?"
Kanos walked slowly toward the palace entrance, followed silently by his shadow hounds.
"We are not going to sit here and be stationary targets," Kanos spoke with a calm tone entirely filled with terrifying authority. "I am turning this damn palace into my personal mothership. We are flying straight to the Central Axis. And I guarantee you, our arrival will not be greeted nicely."
The starting line for the final war had finally been officially drawn.
