Chapter 1707: Trophy

Swish—!!

The full moon swept past, but only slashed into a void. There was no real matter in the Imaginary World, so Chen Ling's strike naturally missed.

Crimson blood flowed from Chen Ling's seven orifices, falling silently toward the bottom of the Imaginary World... He held the bone-cleaving knife, and his vision began to blur.

Having killed his way here, Chen Ling had modified reality at least dozens of times. Using the power of negation so frequently, even with the replenishment of the Red Star's wish-power, Chen Ling's own body would suffer damage.

However, having reached this point, it was impossible for Chen Ling to stop. No matter what, he would fight the Lord of Lingxu to the end today.

"Your power of negation is still not strong enough." The Lord of Lingxu's hoarse voice sounded,

"I gave you so much time, is this the limit to this degree... With this level of negation, it's far from enough!"

The Lord of Lingxu raised his hand again, and lines of formulas, like divine pillars descending from the sky, stacked simultaneously toward Chen Ling's figure!

Gravity formula, celestial gravitation formula, speed-time formula... Under the action of a large number of formulas related to gravity and speed, Chen Ling's figure was accelerated to the extreme for a time, like a meteorite falling from the sky, passing through the floor tiles and falling toward the bottom of the Imaginary World!

The "Lingxu Domain" built by formulas shrank rapidly above Chen Ling. Only endless void remained around Chen Ling. He was like a player who had fallen into a world bug, sinking infinitely downward.

And at the same time, the Lord of Lingxu was like the creator god of this world. No matter how fast Chen Ling fell, he descended steadily and synchronously beside him...

The blood-stained monk's robe fluttered silently, and the Lord of Lingxu, while coughing weakly, spoke slowly:

"Chen Ling, what do you think... is the meaning of the existence of mathematics?"

Chen Ling had no interest in answering the Lord of Lingxu's question. His mind was currently used to drive [Card] and [Fate-Weaving], constantly negating the lines of formulas pressing on his body.

But whenever he negated the formulas on his body, the Lord of Lingxu would immediately apply an identical line of formulas, and Chen Ling could only continue to consume power to negate... Negation and creation constantly played a game, and the two fell into a strange rule struggle, falling infinitely.

"Mathematics itself does not exist; it is just a tool invented by humans to interpret the world."

"Mathematics is omnipotent because it can explain all objectively existing physical phenomena..."

"Mathematics is incompetent because it is ultimately just a fictional product; it is a symbol, a concept, and does not exist as truly as electricity, light, particles, or even force."

"Therefore, the meaning of the existence of mathematics is calculation, using invisible rules to calculate the development of the tangible material world, helping humans to screen, deduce, and even predict."

"It is the highest authority established on order."

"What on earth are you trying to say?" Chen Ling seized the opportunity, consumed a large amount of physical strength in one breath, and slashed at the Lord of Lingxu beside him with one knife!

The Lord of Lingxu had no intention of dodging at all, letting this strike split his body, but it only turned into a faint optical afterimage and disappeared without a trace.

And beside Chen Ling's figure, another "figure" of the Lord of Lingxu was slowly outlined.

"To me, you are extremely dangerous..."

"Because your ability is the 'negation' of order itself."

"Once you negate my foundation, all deductions and predictions will collapse, extending into new directions from the points you've modified... In your hands, mathematics will truly become a tool that bends to your will."

"So, you have always been afraid of me." Chen Ling seemed to understand what he meant. "This world wasn't prepared for the Red Dust Lord, the Wuji Lord, or those Eighth-Stage powerhouses... You created it for me."

"I did indeed create it for you."

Lord Lingxu shook his head. "But looking at it now, I overestimated you... With your current power of negation, you pose no threat to me at all."

Chen Ling glared at Lord Lingxu, Red Star Willpower pouring into his body in an endless stream. He seemed enraged; more and more cracks spread across his surface, and the surging aura of world-destruction grew increasingly intense!!

……

Meanwhile.

Lingxu Domain, Clock Tower.

As the reflection of the Jack of Spades in the monocle pinched the final card between its fingers with a grave expression... the real Jack of Spades, also holding his final card, curled his lips into a faint smile.

"It seems... this round... is my win."

The Jack of Spades and his dark red reflection flipped their cards simultaneously, revealing a pair of scissors and a piece of paper to the air.

The moment the victory was sealed, the Jack of Spades in the reflection rapidly dissipated. As a reward for winning the game, a strange power surged forth from the void!

As the Jack of Spades gently adjusted his monocle, every piece of glass within the Lingxu Domain—whether whole or shattered—seemed to be pulled by some force, drifting toward the sky!

Under the dark red firmament, every shard of glass glowed with a faint red light. From afar, it looked like red rain rising from the ground to the sky. As these shards converged, the silhouette of a massive object was slowly outlined in the air...

It was a glass trophy... hundreds of meters tall!

That was the reward for the ultimate winner of the game.

Even Han Meng was stunned at this moment. He had indeed asked the Jack of Spades if there was any way to collect all the glass in the entire domain, and the Jack of Spades had agreed after much thought... but Han Meng hadn't expected the Jack of Spades' method of collecting the glass to be so unexpected.

Han Meng had too little exposure to the Path of the God of Chess; he never imagined that the Jack of Spades could collect all the glass in the domain and turn it into a giant trophy.

Looking at this super-sized glass trophy suspended in the air, the Jack of Spades' eyes were filled with appreciation. He studied this artwork of his for a moment, then sighed softly and looked behind him with a touch of regret...

"Alright, go ahead."

Although shocked, Han Meng quickly composed himself. He raised his gun toward the giant glass trophy in the air...

The aura of the [Judgment] leader surged in the air, and a domain centered on him expanded rapidly!

[Judgment Court]!!

……

Imaginary Number World.

Chen Ling, who was falling infinitely, scanned his surroundings, as if searching for something.

Just then, a blinding radiance suddenly came from above. He frowned and looked up, only to see a building emitting endless light rapidly taking shape above the Imaginary Number World...

The light sources that had been scattered throughout the Imaginary Number World were now gathered into one super-sized object, emitting a piercing white light like a strangely shaped sun.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Chen Ling always felt that the outline of the light source looked like a large...

Trophy??

This scene also stunned Lord Lingxu. He looked up in a daze, his eyes filled with astonishment as he gazed at the giant trophy...

At the same time, Chen Ling's cold voice rang out from the side:

"Even without using my power of negation... I still have a way to kill you!!"