Chapter 1602 The Winner and the Fool

The light is like a tide, rising again from the present state.

With the restart of the Great Mystery, huge matrices extended from the deepest core of the earth and spread... Even the border defense front, which was on the verge of collapse, was included in it.

Under the self-radiance, all things are unified into one.

The chapter of reinvention has begun!

——The Creation Plan is launched!

In the deepest part of the world, within the three overlapping pillars, countless divinities and miracles appeared under the impetus of the Great Mystery, and were thrown into the invisible furnace.

Like creating a black hole, it swallows up the source matter reserves of the entire reality.

Until, a magnificent roar burst out from it.

The silent heart began to beat again, driving the infinite source of energy, like a torrent of blood rushing in a dry canal, once again, pervading everything.

Really, it gives life to the entire situation!

When the glow of the Silver Sea descends and merges with the entire reality, the power to recreate everything is born!

Take the soul of all mankind as the soul of the present state.

Turn countless mountains and rivers into the body of this soul, and finally, make this vast body, driven by the soul, open its eyes towards the abyss!

Starting from the [First Project - The Great Mystery: Thus Spoke Zarathustra], it has gone through [The Second Project - The Rainbow Bridge, the Vein to the Whole Territory], [The Third Project - The Bridge of All Human Souls] Gathering Place·Sea of ​​Silver], and even the unfinished 【Fourth Project—The Ideal Homeland of Eternal Hell·Heaven】.

The infinite great achievements created by the pioneers of the present world in the past are now manifesting into reality.

The countless matrices covering the entire world and the huge veins wedged into the earth have truly turned the entire current situation into an unprecedented authoritative relic!

With this infinite power, penetrate the abyss——

——[Current authority·Astronomical Society]!

He did not hesitate to overextend his current life span, ignited the axis of the world, burned the blood of divinity, and completely intensified the infinite miracles. What he spurred was this glorious tide that blew all over.

An unprecedented storm blows into the abyss.

Just like the furious roar of the soul that refuses hell, all the disasters that are close at hand are blown away!

In the sweep of the storm, all the darkness dissipated, and the deep tide near the end continued to collapse, completely disintegrating.

The depth dropped at an unprecedented rate.

The weight of the current situation crushed the end of the tide, causing all the rushing abyss sediments to sink to the bottom...

The endless hells rising from the bottom of the abyss are sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. The first to bear the brunt are the rulers on all battlefields.

With the deep decline, it is no longer possible to maintain the intact form.

The storm that hit the present soul like nectar, acted on the solidified soul, bringing unprecedented terrifying pressure.

Compared with the entire present situation, all existence is nothing but dust.

No matter how huge the body was, it could not withstand such a violent bombardment, and they all fell together with the depth tide.

In addition, all overestimating resistance will end in the disintegration of the soul.

On the battlefield, there was only the roar of the storm.

Just like the clarion call to end the war.

Sound the sound of dawn...

In front of the gate of the present state, there was a sound of cracking.

Under the great king's hammer of destruction, the Pharaoh's body shattered inch by inch.

Brilliant divinity and ugly distortion are like spring water, gushing out from the broken body, and unprecedented pollution and brilliance are sprinkled on the rolling yellow sand at the same time.

Ushering in the end.

"What a pity."

The Lord lowered his eyes and stared at the scepter that almost penetrated into his chest. Even if it was broken, it still had an unparalleled edge——

Breathtaking.

Because of this, I feel sorry for the enemy in front of me from the bottom of my heart.

"Only a little bit..."

With his own strength, he guarded the door of the present state and survived the last darkness before dawn, but he unfortunately fell down before victory came.

Even facing the strongest of the abyss, in this duel where everyone has to go all out, they are still distracted and suppressing their own tendency to deform and solidify.

With such a stooped and humble body, he was the enemy of giants, but he seemed to predict the future and saw all the changes that were about to happen.

Use this power that has already reached its limit to deal with infinite destruction.

Just like that, I already feel like I have never experienced it before!

Now, when the cage woven by this fate is once again defeated by the giant, the victory or defeat has been decided!

"No, giant..."

Amid the bright storm that hit his face, the Pharaoh sighed at the end.

Declare to the strongest in the world:

"I won."

At that moment, when the endless dust blew away from the storm, the rolling yellow sand made waves like a sea tide and flowed into the distance, revealing the ruins buried in the yellow sand and mud under their feet.

Collapsed tombs, broken statues, and cracked sarcophagi...

That was never completed, the pyramid.

The burial place built by Pharaoh Amenhotep for himself!

Even, the huge alchemical matrix gathered from under the huge pyramids in the distance...

When the pyramids were lit up like torches in the storm, the light flowing all over the sky converged under the guidance of the matrix and extended towards their location...

In the blink of an eye, most of the current storms are intercepted in his hands, and the power acting on the entire abyss is gathered in one place.

Even the tombs of the kings could not withstand this unprecedented terrifying impact, and they quickly collapsed, disintegrated, and turned into flying dust.

But at the moment when the tombs of the kings collapsed from the storm, an unprecedented 'concentrating mirror' was finally created!

rising.

Hanging high above the sky.

In this way, it enveloped the entire world, guiding the brilliance flowing out of the current situation to converge here, and the power that was enough to shake the abyss completed its final focus.

It shined at the giant standing in the center.

Just like the blade cut off from the end of fate——

So bright.

"Is that so?"

The prince raised his head, looked at the fallen power of reality, and suddenly sighed: "Indeed, I never expected that there is another sword here."

Unfortunately, no one has responded.

Until then, there was no more news about the Pharaoh. The broken body fell into the yellow sand and disappeared into ashes along with the unfinished tomb.

But at that last moment, there seemed to be a slight arc on the top of that silent face.

After a lifetime of suffering and waiting, from the end of what seemed like eternal darkness, the glorious day of liberation finally arrived.

So enjoyable.

Fierce light rushed past, swallowing up everything.

When the galloping storm blew across the entire battlefield, it completely covered everything. The dwarf kings blew the final horn sound, using thunder as their call, and played the melody of their return.

Amidst the earth-shattering noise, a huge figure slowly walked from the direction of the current situation.

In the storm, carve out a straight path back.

The majestic body was still burning with light from the current situation, and the Doomhammer held tightly in his hand had cracks all over it and was completely dissolved.

What made all those who witnessed it unbelievable was his chest.

That huge crack that penetrates...

Just like a sword created!

Without concealing the gift left by a powerful enemy, the giant moved forward with his head held high, crossed the road back, and returned to his throne.

The Storm Priest, who had been waiting for a long time, asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, how are you hunting?"

"Returning with a full load."

The giant on the throne smiled, raised his other palm, and solemnly showed: "I have harvested another unparalleled treasure."

Just between the spread-out fingers was a broken scepter.

It had already lost all its divinity and power and turned into scrap metal. It should have been destroyed in the storm along with its master, but it was saved from the storm by the enemy at all costs.

Even if I am ignited by the flame...

So cherished.

"This is left by the enemy, so don't take it lightly."

The priest's fingers brushed over the crack of the scepter, and from the remaining sharpness, he carefully discerned the determination and power that shakes the soul, and he couldn't help but be stunned:

"Can a group of people in a hurry actually encounter such an opponent?"

"not only that."

The Lord nodded and looked at the rushing light in the distance: "I didn't expect that in just one day, I encountered three powerful enemies in succession, and in the end, I was lucky enough to be defeated."

Until the end, he was never able to step into the door of reality.

Even though he defeated all the opponents who dared to stop him, he lost the final bet.

The priest said leisurely and fascinatedly: "It sounds really good."

"Yeah, it's very enjoyable."

The Maharaja nodded and looked at the world filled with endless storms, feeling so satisfied and yet so regretful.

When the glory of the past is gone...

Will there be such an enemy from now on?

When the spreading storm descended on the battlefield, the blood tide that was once overwhelming had already faded away quietly, under the emperor's order.

At this moment, on the battlefield, amidst the endless storm, only the huge palace was still standing.

Let this terrifying pressure and torrential impact hit you.

Li Gong remained motionless.

"Such arrogant light, how wonderful..."

From the highest pavilion, the dark eyes were illuminated by the gorgeous light, full of admiration and happiness, high-fiving and praising.

Use your own power to fight against the abyss.

He would not hesitate to burn the whole world and light up all the hells.

Even in the end, he still held such a magnificent flame.

In the abyss of nauseating boredom, what brilliance could be more moving and brilliant than the Fool's Fire?

If you can often encounter such wonderful brilliance in the abyss, how can you still be lonely?

"Raise your head, gentlemen."

The King of Blight turned his head slightly and looked at his subordinates who had endured the humiliation and said, "Let's put aside the humiliation of defeat for the time being, and there is no need to worry about the future.

Don't delay such a wonderful scene.

Today’s wine is right here——”

Amidst the roar of the distant storm, the emperor laughed, praised, and raised the wine glass in his hand: "The last glass, congratulations to the fool."