PFC Chapter 1007 A Magnificent Backstab (Supplement)
Chapter 1007 A Magnificent Backstab (Supplement)
Chapter 1007 A Magnificent Backstab (Supplement)
Swish-!
A cluster of blue flames rose in the darkness.
After it started burning, a terrifying roar came from the other side of the void, with endless soul light accompanied by roars, relentlessly sweeping away the passage of time.
Time and space turned into sand and gravel, the universe collapsed into silence, a hurricane howled and swept by, and the phantom of an empty kingdom was projected onto this world without warning.
A familiar silhouette appeared on the empty throne, holding a gray greatsword, his right hand supporting his head as if he were asleep.
The metallurgical furnace, with its grotesque outline, tilted slightly from an infinite height, and cold, cruel soul light flowed down its edges, reflecting the gleaming phantom of the army.
Wow——!
The soul light poured down, melting away time and obliterating all tangible things, yet one could hear the seemingly countless tremors of iron pieces.
In that instant, countless souls screamed and wailed in agony, and even the conceptual abyss seemed to freeze.
Streams of pale frost erupted, raging and engulfing the world.
With a bang, the soul light of the Supreme Being of Light and Darkness blazed like fire, and its soul ignited the scorching hot bones of the decaying god's hand. Before it could even be flung out, the vast energy that spanned the ages exploded completely.
Like a sun that never sets.
The Rotten God pointed out with his other hand, immediately ordering the Supreme Being of Light and Darkness to begin annihilating the past and bringing this history to a close. It was as if the ending had been written by Heaven and Earth from the beginning of creation. All things in the world were created by Him, and their fate was naturally under His control!
But this time, the rules that were powerful enough to annihilate everything failed.
The Supreme Being of Light and Darkness went to meet him. His body and soul were instantly obliterated, but they were then reassembled and regenerated. His fate was also reset to its original point. As long as the king who issued the order still exists, his body will be immortal and his soul will be eternal.
An immortal ant?!
Compared to the soul of the Supreme Being of Light and Darkness, the soul of the rotten god was like the difference between the sky and an ant. Yet, at this very moment, not only was He unable to catch this ant, but after being bitten, a ray of soul light spread and clung to Him from the point of contact.
His consciousness resides within every tiny particle of the soul, but when the light of the soul passes by, that consciousness is annihilated.
Because He occupies the supreme being of light and darkness in another dimension, and with the closing of the Immortal Ascension Cauldron, these scorching and domineering soul lights are trying to refine His true form into a puppet along with Him?!
"!@#"
An ancient language resounded, and the rotting god, filled with rage, severed this connection, leaving the body of the Light and Dark Supreme to the Abyss Demon Dukes queuing behind.
The spacetime converging with the contract made with the Abyss Demon Duke brought the Demon Duke to his delight.
The next second, the Demon Duke left, cursing and swearing.
But in the external material world.
“Uh.”
The other seven supreme beings, bathed in soul light, had a fleeting struggle in their eyes.
Even the Lord of the Divine Ruins, who was originally engaged in a bloody battle with Xiao Yan deep in the Sea of Strange Flames but was corrupted midway, also experienced a strange scene.
He thrust his hand back into his own chest, expressionlessly picking out a twisted abyssal soul that looked exactly like himself.
A dark light flashed, and the twisted soul in the abyss shattered.
Then, these supreme beings staggered to the throne in the starry sky, their knees stiffly bending down, kneeling on one knee.
Su Lin, seated on the throne, opened his eyes and waved towards the heavens.
Beams of light shot into the sky, sweeping across the universe, carrying all their possessions as they charged toward the shopping district of the Heavenly City. Meanwhile, as more soul light flowed down from the furnace, the black snow waves rapidly melted away.
But to the unsuspecting beings, this scene appeared as a series of supreme beings losing themselves and becoming puppets.
Sadness and fear are spreading throughout the universe.
"Have her points increased?!" Su Lin, unusually, didn't bother with personal image management: "She's definitely here!"
As Ye Fan emerged from the battle and was about to take his final step, he eagerly inquired about the situation in the City of All Heavens.
"It's increased!"
Ye Fan roared in response. Then, while dragging himself and the Stone Emperor into the tribulation clouds of an alternative path to enlightenment, he controlled the City of Heavens, and his ever-increasing points instantly dropped to zero.
The invisible waves spread out, deducing to the extreme through the method of non-controlling existence.
Countless black snowflakes blanket various fictional worlds, and palaces nestled deep within time and space have their glazed tile roofs covered, as if welcoming the biting winter wind.
The young woman gazed at the snowy landscape, her calm expression revealing nothing of her thoughts. Yet, her features—eyebrows like distant mountains shrouded in mist, eyes like autumn waters rippling across the surface, and a touch of red on her lips—made her appear like a blooming red plum blossom, whose color could not be diminished even by the darkness of the abyss.
A lady-in-waiting leisurely opened her umbrella, walked to her side, and grinned: "Your Majesty, what do you think of the army's performance?"
"A bunch of trash and losers swept into the grave, relying on these things as soldiers, makes me feel like divine authority has fallen into sewage."
Empress Wutian raised her eyes and said, "However, he seems to be terrified of ugly and suddenly appearing undead, so using that as a stimulus is not bad."
"..." Menek tilted his head in confusion, seemingly surprised: "You mean He's afraid of ghosts?"
There was no response for a long time.
He disliked gloomy, decaying places without any light, and he also disliked encountering ugly, grotesque, and gruesome dead things.
The snowflakes falling before Empress Wutian's eyes reflected a multiverse filled with countless tombstones. A paladin in tattered armor was nailed to a tombstone, his gaze piercing through dimensions to meet her eyes. Yet, when he smiled, he transformed into a skeletal lich with only eyeballs.
“However,” she said casually, “I once fell into the underworld and became a spirit. He carried me through the Yellow Springs for a hundred years and rebuilt my body.”
"He used to be more monstrous than anyone else, didn't he?" Menek stood there, bewildered.
If the Reincarnation Space were to one day use the Abyss Remnants of the Marvel Universe as a dungeon world, even it would have to mourn for a second for the randomly assigned reincarnators from the past.
However, according to Zocort, the Marvel Land of the Dead in that abyss seems to have disappeared along with the Origin Demon.
"Afraid of ghosts? That's interesting."
Menek sensed a secret that could be uncovered and scheduled this matter for the next cycle of reincarnation after his main body ended its hibernation.
There's nothing we can do right now; even the scholars at the research institute don't know which one was the Zokotte who gave the presentation earlier.
Even if a demon god can be omniscient and omnipotent within the abyss, matters involving other demon gods will be constrained by their equal status, especially since the First Sky and the Time Demon God are playing some kind of trick.
"What a pity. If you were still alive, with the anchor of divine authority and the Emperor of the Universe, you should have been able to create an equal number of real universes for these invited guests. However, the medium of projecting fictional worlds is still somewhat inferior."
Menek remarked, "Well, will you join the Abyss after you are resurrected?"
Our God is very lonely in the abyss, a dark, decaying place where there is no light.
Empress Wutian gave the lady holding the umbrella and blinking a cold look.
"Haha, I'm just setting a flag."
Menek couldn't help but slap his forehead and laugh, "But under normal circumstances, Your Majesty, you don't have much of a chance to be resurrected for the time being. We have to see if there are any particularly rare big prizes in the army we recruited. If we are particularly lucky, we might be able to recruit one or two overlord-level figures who have transcended and are willing to lead the entire void dimension to be trapped together."
"These kinds of guys usually don't follow orders. If they're in a good mood, they might be able to use this fictional world as a vehicle to go out and have a look around, which would be a good opportunity to put some pressure on our good master."
"after all."
She looked up and gazed into the distance, her eyes filled with regret.
"So much time has passed, and there hasn't been a single sound."
The past, present, and future related to 'Su Lin' are like a shimmering sea, then frozen in time.
Some of the fictional worlds created by these temporal and spatial divine powers have scattered into different dimensions, while most have clung to those imprints, piling up into dark snow-capped mountains.
Even so, "Su Lin" did not reappear, and there was no unusual activity in that strange universe.
With such a large number, there must be some that slip through the net and take root in the history and origin of the universe. If they are discovered too late, shouldn't there at least be some kind of bloodshed or doomsday-like event?
Are there no capable fighters among them?
The First Sky wouldn't be this overpowered in the void, would it?
Or perhaps 'Su Lin' was overly cautious and simply went into hiding, planning to wait for the tides to turn and return to the Abyss for revenge?
Suddenly, as if an avalanche had occurred, endless piles of black snow collapsed toward a certain point in time and space, flowing rapidly like quicksand, and were drawn in by a powerful force.
Upon seeing this, Menek, who was holding an umbrella, noticed the lady-in-waiting raising her eyebrows: "Found it."
This characteristic, which resembles tearing through the void and drawing countless worlds together, does match. No, it's not from the same dimension?
boom--!
In the blink of an eye, a loud bang, and fragments of space and time danced together.
Streaks of white light converged like rainbows, sweeping away everything in their path like thunder and storms, leaving the same mark on countless fictional worlds.
The vast and boundless energy seemed to be creating worlds, then it exploded out of control, shaking the heavens.
"He's there." Empress Wutian's eyes narrowed suddenly as she stared intently at the white rainbows.
Those were marks created by 'Su Lin' using her divine authority principles, marks sufficient to bear the traces of her personal history. At this moment, those marks were awakened and were falling towards the location of her true self, which was the area where the avalanche had occurred.
"I think," Menek was about to offer another word of advice when he realized that time and space had already begun to cycle.
The purest matter and energy permeated the void, and a rain of light covered the sky and earth. All of them were crystalline particles of time. Only the purest black and white remained between heaven and earth. Two tides transformed into long dragons, destroying everything in their path.
Everything was distorted. At this moment, Empress Wutian's gaze was chilling and exceptionally cold. Anyone who saw that look would feel a chill run down their spine.
“Fine.” Menek shrugged.
With a bang, at the end of that blurry spacetime passage, a bronze cauldron with three legs and two handles, radiating green light, stood in the void.
The celestial light was incredibly fierce, like a tsunami. Inside the cauldron, fragments of time could be seen flying wildly, spacetime resonating, and countless cosmic substances were disintegrating and transforming into the most basic particles.
The black snow and the long river of time were drawn together by this bronze cauldron.
"Past and future converge in this moment?!"
Even Menek was surprised and moved. He almost doubted his own eyes, as the spacetime within the bronze cauldron was completely frozen.
No matter how the past is changed, we will enter this moment, and all the countless possibilities of the future originate from this moment!
If it is not a celestial object born naturally from the void, then it was deliberately created by some being.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
Menek's expression froze instantly. He had come a long way from being a reincarnator, and even after several eras as a demon god, his keen senses remained.
"Power has been restored, spreading into the abyss!"
Black waves appeared out of nowhere, quickly forming in this dimension, dissolving everything, devouring all natural barriers, causing darkness to boil, and the heavens existing in the void to decay.
The fictional worlds within those black spacetime snowflakes, the auras of individual beings, and the underlying laws of the multiverse are all amplifying.
Because this dimension is gradually becoming the abyss environment they are most familiar with.
'Let's drag this cauldron into the abyss first. Even if the God of the Abyss really tries to trap me, I can just expose that old bastard Sanzhuo and see them fight it out.'
World after world aged under the influence of the abyss, and the universe within the bronze cauldron was gradually swallowed up by the abyss's aura.
He and Empress Wutian followed the trail into the world inside the bronze cauldron. They saw clearly that the things from the abyss, including celestial remains, demons, evil gods, and wanderers, occupied the inner universe of a group of powerful beings.
Sensing the existence of the abyss, those things became even more eager, wanting to quickly 'reborn' and escape this dimension.
Is this the direction in which life forms in this world are evolving?
If you're lucky and fast, one or two might actually succeed. Moreover, if the inner universe within such a being can grow to the level of a multiverse, it has an advantage over directly invading an ordinary multiverse.
However, these individuals reborn from the abyss can also serve as anchor points before leaving, helping the abyss to cover the void.
"Covering the sky...?" Menek extracted some information from the abyss, but the memories of some individuals didn't match at all!
He was stunned for a long time, then looked at this space-time, at those supreme beings whose branches of the river of time were occupied by many abyssal things, and whose souls were about to be completely devoured.
Suddenly, endless soul light engulfed everything, and in the middle of a phantom of a vast and illusory kingdom, Su Lin's figure appeared on the throne.
Menek's gaze was drawn to the scene, and he was about to remind the Empress Wutian beside him when he heard...
Puff-!
A flower of blood suddenly exploded.
The white rainbow faded, and a man with seven lights flowing in his eyes rushed out of Wutian's palace, holding a gilded dagger, and plunged the dagger into Wutian's heart from behind.
"My good disciple"
Sutoni lowered his eyes, his voice low: "Finding you was really not easy."
Empress Wutian opened her mouth, her pupils gradually contracting, only then realizing that Wutian, hidden in the cycle of time and space, had been exposed to this world at some point.
Meanwhile, a time-space imprint, modeled after the principle of divine authority, is appearing in the harem.
"You haven't forgotten that I was your queen for several years, have you?"
Sutoni remarked, "Because those days were so wonderful, I'll never forget them."
Two thousand words were deleted and revised; it was essentially a rewrite for the sake of plot coherence.
(End of this chapter)