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Chapter 737: Chapter 43: The Key to Breaking the Deadlock
A resolute light flashed in Lynch’s eyes. He quickly said to Kong, who was still trying his best to fend off the overwhelming assault of demons beside him, "Kong! Find a way to hold them and these monsters off, buy me some time! I need to locate the critical node of this composite array!"
Kong swung his sword to deflect a harpy’s sharp claws and responded hastily, "We’re doing our best! But you have to be quick! We can’t hold out for long!"
"I understand!" Lynch nodded heavily, hesitated no more. Silver light flashed around him as he launched a space movement, his figure instantly disappearing from where he stood, reappearing hundreds of meters away at the edge of the barrier that envelops everything, known as the "Dark Prison Sky" barrier.
Here, it was one of the areas with the densest distribution of Purgatory Magic Array restrictions. On the ground, clusters of eerie and flamboyant magic plants grew, resembling twisted black flowers, with layers of petals emitting an ominous glow.
In the center of each "flower," a large, bloodshot, constantly rotating eyeball was embedded!
When Lynch’s apparition suddenly appeared in this area, the originally aimlessly rotating eyeballs stiffened in unison, then suddenly turned, and hundreds of cold, numb yet extremely vigilant gazes focused on Lynch instantly!
At the same time, beneath these bizarre plants, the rootstalks, resembling black vines, abruptly split open into ghastly mouths, producing a uniform, ear-splitting, shrill laughter, filled with mockery and denial:
"Hahaha, overestimating yourself!"
"Hahaha, overestimating yourself!"
This bizarre sound wave, akin to a substantial mental assault, attempted to disturb Lynch’s mind.
In the air, Cyrus, who was leisurely manipulating the black mist monsters to tease Philis and the others, naturally noticed Lynch’s movement first. Glancing at the tiny figure at the edge of the barrier, a mockery and scorn undisguised curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, as he sneered softly:
"Foolish idiot."
He was not worried at all. Lynch’s ability to partially paralyze the array connection on Ragnar earlier was in his view mere trickery—Ragnar was lured to the weak spot at the edge of the array energy coverage, where Lynch only needed to destroy a few minor nodes to create a temporary energy vacuum.
But here, it was entirely different! This was the core area of the Purgatory Magic Array, with ample and stable energy flow, complemented by his personal oversight and the comprehensive support and control of the "Dark Prison Sky" barrier. The connection between the array and the foundation here was immensely tight, far from being disrupted by merely destroying a few outer restrictions.
Moreover...
A glint of confidence in controlling everything appeared in Cyrus’s eyes. He knew well that the terrifying power supporting all this was no longer solely the Purgatory Magic Array. If Lynch came here with the mindset of deciphering a single purgatory magic array, he was undoubtedly seeking his own doom and might even trigger a more violent backlash from the array!
"Let you struggle slowly in despair, which will just give me more familiarity with this marvelous power..."
Cyrus ceased to focus on Lynch’s small maneuvers, instead directing more attention towards skillfully manipulating the Rule Power, to toy with these "trapped beasts" before his eyes, indulging in this newly acquired, nearly omnipotent sense of power, which undoubtedly had valuable practical significance for him truly stepping into the Realm of Rules in the future.
And at this moment, amidst the countless bizarre eyeballs staring and mocking laughs, Lynch remained oblivious to Cyrus’s disdain, or rather, he was too busy to care.
All his focus was immersed in the recent "revelation" he obtained, along with the new perspective brought by the complex array before his eyes. In his gray eyes, a light resembling a stream of data flickered rapidly, as he darted through calculations and simulations of a possibility different from conventional "cracking" methods.
"Where is it..."
Lynch whispered to himself, his gray eyes as sharp as a hawk’s, his gaze like the most precise probe scanning, analyzing back and forth above the sea of prohibition flowers composed of bizarre eyeball flowers.
His target was exceptionally clear, definitely not those nodes of the Purgatory Magic Array serving as blinding techniques and part of the defense system, but the true core of this composite magic array—
The deeply hidden array eye!
Previously, he was deceived by appearances, assuming readily that what Cyrus set up was the Purgatory Magic Array he was familiar with.
This misunderstanding led him into great confusion: although the Purgatory Magic Array was powerful, theoretically, its energy circuit and structural trait made it extremely difficult to simultaneously sustain such a massive energy output and support an all-encompassing space sealing barrier like the "Dark Prison Sky."
It was like a canal incapable of undertaking irrigation and power generation simultaneously, presenting a fundamental contradiction.
However, the "revelation" brought by that mysterious black feather illuminated a light in his mind, dispelling the fog!
He now understood the truth—
What Cyrus set here was never just the Purgatory Magic Array! The Purgatory Magic Array was merely an elaborate and large facade and smokescreen! Its true core was a more sophisticated and rare magic array nested within, known as—
The Pseudo-rule grafting array!
This was an extremely obscure and perilous ancient array. Its principle was not to generate Rule Power on its own but to forcibly "graft" and "steal" the pre-existing powerful Rule Origin Power from the surrounding environment through a special rune structure and energy guiding, temporarily bestowing it upon the host, thus allowing a late domain wizard to briefly break the boundary and touch and harness the terrifying power of the rule level!
Thus, Cyrus could mobilize energy far beyond the limits of the Purgatory Magic Array, demonstrating rule modifications akin to words of command, and supporting the powerful Dark Prison Sky barrier.
What he grafted was the extremely rich Death Rule Origin contained in this 95th Floor "Hell Corridor" itself!
However, such a heaven-defying method came with a huge cost and had fatal flaws. The structure of the pseudo-rule grafting array, in pursuit of ultimate energy conduction and concealment, became extraordinarily intricate yet fragile.
Its array eye couldn’t be scattered and positioned like the Purgatory Magic Array, which formed mutually supportive corners. It must be highly concentrated, and once the core was precisely attacked by an external force, the entire grafting process would be interrupted and might even cause terrifying energy backlash!
"I see! The Purgatory Magic Array’s large facade’s real purpose is to conceal and protect the fragile ’pseudo-rule grafting array’ within! It’s designed to mislead us into focusing all efforts on deciphering the Purgatory Magic Array, thus neglecting his true source of power!"
Now that he understood all this, Lynch was mentally invigorated, his target becoming clearer.
He ceased analyzing the seemingly perilous energy circuit of the eyeball flowers, instead focusing all his perception, searching for that "revelation" described existence, with extremely subtle differences in energy fluctuations compared to the surrounding Purgatory restrictions, yet faintly serving as the ultimate convergence point of all energy flow—
The one and only anomaly!
"Found it!"
Finally,
After an exhaustive needle-in-a-haystack-like investigation, Lynch’s gaze suddenly locked onto the depths of the flower sea, onto a seemingly unremarkable, slightly "wilted" peculiar flower!
It was surrounded in the center by the layers of ferocious, eyeball-turning Purgatory prohibition flowers, easy to overlook if not carefully perceived.
Its form was similar to other flowers but with a darker hue, slightly curled and drooping petals, as if under a heavy burden. Most peculiarly, its flower center lacked the large, vigilant eyeball, replaced instead by a continuously slightly pulsating, bag-like structure with dark red liquid seeming to flow internally!
That’s it! The array eye of the pseudo-rule grafting array! All the Death Rule Power stolen and plundered channeled through this unobtrusive "sac," finally converging into Cyrus’s body!
The key to breaking the situation was right in front of him!