Chapter 178: His White Domain

VMMMM!

A sphere of pure, blinding white light erupted from his chest.

The domain expanded outward in a perfect ten-meter radius and saturated the entire cell.

The white energy bypassed the physical walls and pushed through the ceiling.

Raziel dictated the physical rules inside his localized sphere of control.

He rejected the Architect’s code and imposed his own reality over the Moderator.

Raziel slammed his right fist straight into the center of the black wireframes.

CRUNCH!

The physical impact did not pass through empty air.

The white Domain Authority forced the digital code to render as solid matter. The punch hit the Elector with the kinetic force of a falling anvil.

Mordecai crashed harder against the cracked brick wall.

The black wireframes shuddered and sparked with violent red static.

The cleanup protocol analyzed the catastrophic error in the server rules and attempted to execute a localized deletion to erase the threat.

The Elector raised his left arm.

The black static formed the shape of a hand and swiped across the empty air right in front of Raziel’s face.

A flat, gray void tried to rip open in the physical space to consume Raziel’s head.

BZZT!

The deletion command hit the blinding white light of the Sovereign Override.

The red digital static chewing on the edges of the gray hole screamed a high-pitched digital screech.

The glitching polygons sparked and shattered against the white energy.

The unrendered void dissolved into useless dust before it even expanded an inch.

Raziel overwrote the deletion.

He denied the administrator access to the physical reality inside his ten-meter radius.

Mordecai lowered his glitching arm. The black code sparked and stuttered.

The Elector lost his primary offensive weapon, but the cleanup protocol possessed absolute patience and zero human panic.

“You possess localized authority,” Mordecai’s amplified voice distorted and carried a mechanical echo.

“You delay the server wipe. The error will be purged.”

“Purge this,” Raziel answered.

He dropped his bleeding left arm and stepped back from the wall.

He possessed six other Forbidden Gifts, and he planned to use them all inside his white domain.

He bit down on his right thumb and tore the flesh open with his teeth. Hot blood welled up and ran down his fingers.

He activated Anchor Blood and burned his own physical blood as a raw catalyst to amplify his mana output.

The veins on his wrist flared with blinding gold and black light. He forced the boiling heat straight into his chest.

He used the raw fuel to amplify the Devourer.

He raised his bleeding right hand and slammed it flat against the center of Mordecai’s black wireframes.

VMMMM!

He opened a massive sensory channel inside his mind. He felt the raw administrative data pumping through the Elector’s digital structure.

He felt the complex commands powering the deletion protocols and the heavy suppression runes the Inquisitors used on the surface.

Raziel ripped the raw administrative data straight out of the Moderator’s structure.

The black wireframes flickered violently and lost their solid shape.

Mordecai gasped a burst of digital static. Nobody had ever stolen his code before.

The Architect designed the cleanup protocol to be completely untouchable, and Raziel just committed the ultimate violation inside his white sphere.

The stolen data rushed into Raziel’s arm.

It burned his mana channels with freezing cold energy.

The administrative code clashed against the Shadow Parasite resting inside his chest, but the Umbral core absorbed the shock.

Raziel did not try to keep the stolen code. He repurposed it.

He reversed the flow.

He concentrated the entire volume of stolen deletion data into the palm of his hand and pushed it straight back into the Elector’s chest with devastating kinetic pressure.

BOOM!

The administrative data exploded point-blank.

The kinetic blast threw the black wireframes backward through the solid brick wall of the cell.

CRASH!

The brick wall shattered into a shower of heavy dust and rock.

Mordecai crashed into the dark hydraulic tunnel behind the Founder’s room and skidded across the damp stone floor.

Raziel did not stop moving.

He stepped through the ruined wall and entered the tunnel.

Mordecai lay on the wet stone.

The black wireframes sparked and struggled to maintain a cohesive shape.

The administrative code leaked red digital static onto the floor.

The supreme commander of the Inquisition sustained critical damage, but the cleanup protocol refused to die.

The Elector pushed himself up onto his knees.

The jagged code shifted and formed a solid black arm.

He pointed his hand down the long, dark tunnel leading back up to Level -1.

He did not aim a deletion command at Raziel. He aimed the command directly at the physical ceiling of the tunnel.

He swiped his hand in a massive, sweeping arc.

A colossal gray void ripped open in the stone roof above them. The deletion chewed through the bedrock and erased the structural integrity of the entire underground foundation.

The tunnel groaned.

Thousands of tons of dirt and stone collapsed straight down into the unrendered gap.

The ceiling caved in. A massive shower of heavy boulders and debris plummeted toward Raziel’s head.

Mordecai executed a structural wipe to bury the anomaly under the ruins of the academy.

Raziel looked up at the falling rocks.

He stood his ground inside the blinding white light.

He raised his bloody right hand toward the collapsing ceiling.

He activated Architectural Inscription and pushed his gold and black Umbral energy straight up into the falling debris.

He used his Sovereign Override to dictate the physical rules inside his ten-meter radius.

He rewrote the structural syntax of the falling stones mid-air.

“Stop,” Raziel commanded.

He reversed the gravity acting on the debris inside his white sphere.

The massive boulders and heavy stones hit the invisible boundary of the Domain Authority and froze completely still.

Hundreds of jagged rocks hovered in the empty air ten feet above Raziel’s head, caught in a state of zero gravity.

The dust settled in the tunnel.

Raziel lowered his hand and stared through the hovering rocks.

Mordecai stood up from the wet stone floor.

The human flesh returned to cover his face, but his cold eyes burned with red digital static.

“The error persists,” Mordecai stated.

The Elector reached inside his white robes.

He pulled out a second black Silencer artifact.

He held the solid iron sphere in his palm.

He crushed the black sphere in his bare hand.

CRACK.

The artifact shattered into black dust.

The destruction of the physical object released the core deletion frequency directly into the Elector’s body.

The sound bypassed Raziel’s eardrums and vibrated his teeth so hard they cracked in his gums.

The pristine white robes turned pitch black.

Mordecai absorbed the Silencer. The cleanup protocol initiated a total, uncontained wipe of Sector 4.

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