The Martial Unity

Rui’s ethereal eyes lit up with a hint of excitement. Before him was a rapidly cooling lava globule the size of a small moon. The sheer brightness and heat of the spewed matter rapidly fell in the vacuum of space, causing him to deploy his Martialverse to undo the loss of heat, almost freezing it in time. After all, even the flow of heat was Water, as far as he was concerned. It was within his metaphysical jurisdiction. He hovered in space, his hair and clothes fluttering weightlessly as Jormungandr finished destroying Garg in the background, completely dismantling its body.

Rui’s attention remained focused on the globule before him, however. What he saw in its depths within the information dimension was truly astonishing. He saw what he could only describe as an equation.

It wasn’t carved within the material dimension of the globule, but at the information level within the information dimension. He would have missed if not for his savvy with mathematical computation after all the years of processing equations in real time about the real world for his techniques. The equation that existed at the level of the information was more complex than anything he had ever seen before. Even with his colossal mind, he found it difficult to parse exactly what it meant, but when he closed his eyes and processed it as much as he possibly could, a single output came to mind.

An image.

An image of Garg the gargantian.

His eyes flew wide open with shock. “This… this equation describes the existence of Garg!”

He turned towards Jormungandr as the gigantic world serpent broke apart any remaining bits and pieces of the dead gargantian specimens out of fear of some part of the gargantian still being alive, before turning back to the lava globule with a stunned expression. If this globule had managed to penetrate and embed Gaia, would she have undergone a metamorphosis that would have made her more like Garg and a member of the gargantian specimen?

The very thought of it was chilling. But what excited even more was just how extraordinary the methodology of the metamorphosis was.

“If I’m reading this right, then…” He murmured to himself. “Then this seed is just an apparatus to execute that equation and metamorphose planets in accordance with this equation.”

The primordial seed made more sense when he remembered its tremendous information absorption abilities. The pluripotent exotic matter could absorb a tremendous amount of information to become virtually anything by adopting its quantum wave function.

“That means that the core methodology that gargantians use to reproduce is pluripotent exotic matter and…” His Transcendent Gaze beheld the equation in the information dimension. “…this equation.”

The equation was the most revolutionary piece of information technology that he had ever seen. He thought Anthea’s information compression of his entire existential information into a single cell was extremely impossible, but Garg had done it on a whole other level. A single equation that captured the information of an entire world. Of an entire lifeform.

“An existential equation.”

This technology was much more advanced than anything he had seen from the research and development in the Kandrian Empire, the Panama Continent, and even the elves or the dwarves when it came to planetary metamorphosis. The technology they had was far more resource and energy-hungry, and didn’t have anything this sophisticated and complex.

“We must reverse-engineer this technology,” Rui realized. “This technology is the key to terraforming tens of thousands of planets into offspring of Gaia.”

He was already determined to create an international division within the Gaian Alliance dedicated to dissecting and recreating this technology. He was especially eager because the amount of primordial seed present in the globule wasn’t even that much. It was about as much as he had in his body, and Gaia had an entire sea filled with primordial seed, allowing them to truly spam this method to create more and more planetary offspring.

However, what truly excited him was the fact that this equation allowed the gargantian to create a planet of esoteric matter out of an ordinary planet, which meant that the gargantians had cracked the method to mass-produce exotic matter.

“It’s a gold mine!” Rui grinned with excitement. “With this, we can strengthen Gaian Civilization by astronomical degrees!”

The scarcity of esoteric matter relative to a rapidly growing civilization meant that it was increasingly difficult to integrate esoteric matter into mass-produced technological systems, since everybody knew that they would run out of them and be forced to find alternatives. But now, they had found the key to finding a way to mass-produce esoteric matter for all of human civilization. The sheer strategic boost that this would serve for all of humanity was incalculable. Rui was now ten times more confident that they could conquer ten thousand stars in ten years. They had the resources for it. They had the population for it. They now even had keys to important technologies to achieve it. And as long as they created a powerful system that could leverage the entirety of human civilization, both private and government, to expand across the cosmos with everything they had, then they were set.

“Sir, the forces in Sirius have finally managed to destroy the golem army. But the pathwalkers have… suffered losses,” Supreme General’s voice rang in Rui’s ears, drawing his attention. Rui’s ethereal eyes shifted towards the wormhole that he still maintained open. “How many?”

“We have lost almost a thousand pathwalkers.”

Rui huffed lightly.

“No, we haven’t.”

His ethereal eyes sharpened as he activated his Martialverse, gesturing in the direction of the Sirius star system beyond the wormhole. “Arise.”

Resurrection was difficult for him even as a Martial Sage, but now that he had become a Martial Transcendent, it was all but effortless.

RUMBLE!!!!!

The world shook as Rui violated the natural order once more, his hand stretched out in the direction of the wormhole that he still maintained.

“D̵̝̉͑ȩ̶̗̫̺̻̰̹̳̰̹̪̻̯̙̞̐̅̌͋̈̾̊̀͘a̴̢̡̧͓̖̘̜̥̦̲͉̰͍̋̓̽̂̔͒͋̀̇̚̕͘t̵̖̙̻̲̹̟̺̗̄͐̑̉͛̾̈́̀͗̅̚͠ͅh̵̨̼̪͖͖͍̥̹̬̲̦̫͓̏̃̇̄̑̌͌̿̒̂̾̀͗͘ͅͅ ̷̞͚͇͔̰̯͎̥̀̅͗̀͑̎͛̏̏̊͗͝ a̸̫͈̪̙̥͓͓͎̼̻͆́̿̑̋̑̏̔͑̍̍̈́̒͘͠n̷̝̯̣̥̯͙͉̋̏̌d̴͎͓̗̬̬͎͍̞̯͑̊͌̈́̔̽͑̓̐̾̽́̊̏̚ ̵̨̯́̀̿̃́̍̓ l̸̬̝̬̺̠̞̳͗i̸̞͕̜̺̙̯̝̹̱̠͓̳̪̯̼̎̾́̾̇̽f̸͓̱͓̟̄̉̏̄̊̈́̀͌̔͂̾͘͝è̸̢̯͖̠͌̚ ̶̡̨͈̼̱̤͇̱̼̙͓̥̩̍̈́̈͌̏̄͂̈́̌̂̎̌̓͘ͅ à̵̧̢̡̧̤̤̫͔̘͐̀̈͑̍͠r̶̛̳͈̘̬̦̮̪̜̮̠̾̿̉͌ĕ̵̢̡̩̳̲̲̻̹̦̍̚͜͝ ̵̫̪̗͛́̉̄͂̍̌̇̽͒̎͐̕͜͝ Ẅ̵̨̡̹̩͕̠̣̗͍́̋̈̋̀͆̋̈́̅͝ạ̵̢̣̯̫͌̾̈́͛͋͘ͅt̷̡̥̯̖͖̫̭̜͉̜̬͋ę̴̮̫̘͈́r̶͓̪̥͈̿̊̑̚̚͝.”

His voice broke through the flow of causality, reverberating in the past, present, and future.

“And so is the barrier between them.”