At the very moment the [Mechanical Rampage Beast] was destroyed, a massive amount of [High-Dimensional Data] surged out from its calculation core.
This data quickly dispersed, seeking out other nearby mechanical monsters.
Jeremy acted swiftly, pulling out a data storage device and collecting as much of the High-Dimensional Data as possible.
Meanwhile, Ritchie and the injured God of War didn't just stand by.
As soon as the Mechanical Rampage Beast was destroyed, they launched an attack on the remaining mechanical monsters that had accompanied it.
Working together, the two of them swiftly wiped out the rest of the mechanical monsters.
After the fight, Jeremy quickly regrouped with Ritchie and the injured God of War.
"How did you manage to defeat the Mechanical Rampage Beast? I couldn't understand it at all," the injured God of War asked in an urgent tone when he saw Jeremy.
Jeremy smiled and replied,
"I simply used High-Dimensional Data to destroy its calculation core. If you were able to manipulate High-Dimensional Data, you could do the same."
The injured God of War's expression shifted slightly to one of disappointment upon hearing this.
He knew he had no ability to control High-Dimensional Data.
"How are you feeling now? Have you noticed any of your strength returning?" Jeremy asked the injured God of War directly.
Nodding, the injured God of War responded,
"Yes, some of my strength has returned. Part of the Mechanical Rampage Beast's power has been absorbed into mine."
The injured God of War didn't hide his condition from Jeremy.
He understood that if he wanted any chance of escaping, he needed to cooperate perfectly with Jeremy, which meant being completely honest.
Jeremy nodded in acknowledgment.
"Indeed, some of the Mechanical Rampage Beast's power has merged with yours, but the majority of your strength has already been converted into High-Dimensional Data."
After saying this, Jeremy went on to explain the relationship between High-Dimensional Data and the power of deities to Ritchie and the injured God of War.
Upon hearing Jeremy's explanation, both Ritchie and the injured God of War were filled with a sense of awe.
Ritchie couldn't help but ask,
"Are you saying that if we gain the power of [the White Tower], we could also convert the strength of the apocalypse game's creators into High-Dimensional Data?"
Jeremy nodded in confirmation.
"My abilities have improved as well. I think I can now control the shadows of the mechanical monsters," Ritchie said with a calm confidence.
"And I can also interfere with the enemies by creating shadows for them," Ritchie added.
Hearing their responses, Jeremy nodded with satisfaction.
"In that case, let's keep moving! It won't be long before we confront [the White Tower] and make him pay for everything he's done!"
Having reached an agreement, the three of them proceeded at full speed toward the upper levels of the [Tower of Exile].
As they advanced, far above in the highest level of the tower, [the White Tower] was raging at his subordinates.
"Are you all completely useless? Why didn't you stop Jeremy during the events in the historical mist?!"
Standing before [the White Tower] were three distinctly different mechanical monsters.
None of them dared speak a word in response to his anger, knowing full well that anything they said would only fuel [the White Tower's] wrath further.
Seeing the silence, [the White Tower] chose not to continue his outburst.
"Since you failed to stop Jeremy before, I expect you to prevent him from advancing any further this time. Under no circumstances can you allow him to reach the top of the [Tower of Exile].
If he gets here, we will all face punishment from [Fool]. And you all know well enough that [Fool] isn't someone to be reasoned with. He despises incompetent subordinates the most."
With those words, [the White Tower] dismissed the three mechanical monsters.
Though he was still seething with rage, [the White Tower] had no other choice but to rely on these minions to halt Jeremy's progress.
Before him stood a massive mirror, and within it, swirling patterns of High-Dimensional Data formed a highly intricate design. This complex pattern was a divine painting that [the White Tower] was tasked with weaving.
[Fool] needed this painting to gain greater divine power.
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Letting out a heavy sigh, [the White Tower] turned his focus back to the divine painting, knowing full well that his fate rested on its completion.
Though [the White Tower] was one of the designers of the [apocalypse game], his authority paled in comparison to [Fool's]. After all, his very creation had been orchestrated by [Fool].
Once his subordinates left, they were in poor spirits.
Initially, they had believed that the [historical mist] would successfully trap Jeremy, but to their shock, not only had Jeremy escaped, he had also uncovered the secrets of the [High-Dimensional Data] within the [Tower of Exile].
"What should we do next? Should we work together to eliminate Jeremy?" one of the mechanical monsters asked the other two.
The other two mechanical monsters did not offer a definite answer.
They still believed that their own strength would be enough to defeat Jeremy. Although Jeremy's abilities had exceeded their expectations, they considered his success merely a result of their failure to take him seriously.
In their minds, once they truly committed to countering Jeremy, there was no way he would be able to make any further progress.