Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3848 The First Will Command

The great will that holds the "power of the king" can be called invincible in the original universe.

Apart from a few very special vulnerabilities, no one can harm Him—not even the Outer Gods or the God of the End, as long as they are within the original universe.

Even when those primordial powers of slaughter gathered together, unleashing their full might and launching a unified attack, they could not harm Calosor; this was a privilege unique to the Creator.

A divine being, an alien life form, was crushed in His palm, like a brittle eggshell without any inner substance. It could not escape the scope of His power, and no matter how much His life soul burned, it was to no avail, unable to harm the Great Will in the slightest.

Remy, however, was not affected by this incident. Her thoughts were mostly focused on the matter of parallel dimensions, and she was constantly looking for a way to break the deadlock and explore more possibilities.

More than revering the power of a great will, she cared about the life forms and races in parallel dimensions, those flowers that were similar yet dissimilar.

After the alien life form was annihilated, the great will and the ring of creation hanging high behind it flowed with misty fog and rosy light, the laws of creation bloomed with countless brilliant rays, and the end of the world was shrouded in sacred radiance.

The Great Will seemed to have returned to its peak state, reigning supreme over the past, present, and future, and shaking the ten directions of the heavens. Its aura was no longer concealed, but was exposed in a wanton manner. All the gods of the primordial universe sensed it in an instant, and they all looked towards the end of the world in great surprise.

The final spacetime and the extraterrestrial gods also learned of this in an instant. All of them had solemn expressions, their thoughts flickering, and they coldly gazed at the origin universe.

However, there is nothing to fear or revere, as their ranks are not without other creators of equal caliber.

The Great Will Carlos... Heh, just an old thing from a decaying universe, all show and no substance, and can only boast of its glory for a few more days.

"..."

A deep, ancient, and majestic voice suddenly resounded in the ears of the gods and transcendents of the primordial universe, containing extraordinary magic. No method could prevent this voice from entering their minds. It was all-encompassing and omnipresent, like a king's command from his throne, carrying an absolutely irresistible will, proclaiming that the subjects should risk their lives to defend the king's authority.

In some unknown void, the deep darkness has been the unchanging backdrop since ancient times. At this moment, only the light of wisdom shines here. Nimeir lowered her beautiful face, a complex expression flashing deep in her eyes. She stared at the void for a long time, finally letting out a helpless sigh.

In a distant void, the God of War Terra stood expressionless, revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

In another part of the starry sky, the elemental goddess Pushia remained silent for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

In the underworld, the gatekeeper Charon, disguised as a hunched old man, silently fishes in the River of the Dead in a small black wooden boat. Beneath the boat, in the River of the Dead, are countless souls struggling in agony, their twisted faces and hands constantly reaching out to the surface of the water. The fishing line in Charon's hand disappears into the void, its destination unknown.

Upon hearing the mysterious voice, His rotten-wood-like body twitched slightly. Then, His wrist slowly lifted the fishing rod, and a heinous soul was bound to the retracted fishing line.

Normally, Charon would cast this soul into a place of sin, such as the Abyss of Corpses or a sacred river burning with holy flames, so that it would suffer eternally after death, unable to escape its torment. Physical death is not the end of life.

Now, the fisherman Caron no longer has that kind of mindset; with a flick of his finger, the evil soul bound by the fishing line is completely annihilated.

"The underworld is the last gentleness of life, a small miracle of life after death in this world, and the mercy of Ushir. But is it still necessary for those who have severed all cause and effect and destroyed all lives of the past, present and future to enter the underworld?"

"There will be a mass extinction."

The voice that just reached the ears of the gods and all those who transcended them came from the ends of the world, from a great will.

It was the first time since the Great Will returned that it issued its command to the gods, its inviolable authority.

The gods were prepared for this and were overjoyed, for it signified the formal return of the Great Will and the reign of the Creator. The gods should gather under His glory and move forward together.

However, the content of the command caused some of the gods to frown secretly.

The command specifies a point in time; the Great Will has decided that, not too long from now, it will personally intervene to merge the tributaries that were split from the ancient Terran war.

In other words, all parallel dimensions will be erased, and all the foundations and origins will return to the single main dimension.

Returning to the state before the war of the ancient Terra gods, the original universe will henceforth exist only once, the erroneous parallel dimensions will be completely dried up, and every similar flower will wither and die.

All the gods knew perfectly well that this would definitely benefit the future of the original universe. The birth of parallel dimensions was a mistake, a divine war that should never have happened.

But those similar people, identical flowers, and life forms from parallel dimensions will probably have to become necessary sacrifices.

It's as if... they never existed in history.

Only a very few transcendent beings, the memories of gods, still remember that the original universe once split off into tributaries, giving birth to different futures.

"Is there really no way to have the best of both worlds?" Mar, the god who had ascended to godhood, sighed deeply, his expression complex.

In the Mist Palace, the Mist God, addicted to the internet, silently shut down his computer and phone and closed his eyes.

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The great will has vanished at the ends of the world, the surging brilliance has returned to calm, and where it once stood, an inviolable majesty still seems to remain, with the laws flowing and spreading in subtle ways.

Remy was silent, in low spirits, and even seemed lost in thought.

The anticipated clash with Carlos did not occur, but the final result was still not entirely acceptable to her.

Carlos has set a timeframe for merging the parallel dimensions; her mind is made up and cannot be disobeyed. Therefore, she doesn't have much time left and must take action.

"Remy, go prepare. There might be a fierce battle when we merge with the parallel dimensions, and some gods might perish... Do what you think is necessary to save the races during this time. This is your last chance," the Balance Arbiter's voice rang out.

Every page of the Book of Order will contain traces of life, and Heaven and the Tree of Heaven will burn with the power of the final fire.

"We are God who have existed since the beginning of time, and everything that follows us is our subservient, our glorious follower..."

"When ordinary people build houses and undertake large-scale construction, do they care how many ants are harmed in the process? They don't..."

The arbitrator was implying that she shouldn't get too caught up in worldly emotions; humans and gods are different, there's a clear gap between them, a gap greater than that between humans and ants.

To put it bluntly, the difference between humans and gods is not just in their status and position, but also in the level of life that humans possess and that humans can surpass and look down upon.

Those mortals never care how many ants will be harmed by their actions, so why should you, as a god, care about humanity or the future of other life forms?

The God who was born in the beginning does not need the faith of mortals.

Humans don't care, so why should you?

Remy gave the arbitrator a deep look, slowly nodded, and was about to transform into light and depart. She no longer wanted to stay at the end of the world; it would only make her feel more and more agitated. "Please wait a moment..."

The arbitrator called out to her, then manipulated the form of his temporarily descended will—a rough-skinned, crimson tree giant—to approach Remy. He first constructed a barrier to prevent prying eyes, then whispered, "..."

"Ye Lin, is he really seriously injured?"

His deeper purpose was to ask Ye Lin about his attitude toward this matter.

His sudden attempt to merge with the mirror dimension must have alerted Ye Lin.

Now, Carlos, possessing the status of a creator, has personally unleashed his first will, which resonates throughout the past, present, and future of the universe. He intends to personally intervene at some point in the future to merge parallel dimensions.

All the gods knew that Ye Lin was firmly opposed to dimensional fusion, believing that every flower had a reason to live, and had had several minor clashes with the Great Will.

Does this mean that Ye Lin is about to completely break ties with Carlos?

If such a thing were to happen, the consequences would be severe and terrifying; none of the gods would want to see such a situation.

"Probably, I haven't seen him recently," Remy replied casually, his tone dismissive and unwilling to elaborate.

The arbitrator sighed silently, and the blood-red tree giant shook its crown, saying:
"In the end, we still need to work together to have a better chance of success."

Remy nodded casually, then transformed into light and departed from the edge of the world.

She naturally understood what the arbitrator meant. Ye Lin now possessed almost the power of the strongest person below the Creator level. If he were to fight Carlos to the death, it would naturally create many unnecessary variables, and he would most likely perish.

Then the original universe faction will lose a powerful being.

Ye Lin is exceptionally gifted, achieving godhood at an extremely young age and breaking through the limits of power. His future is undoubtedly filled with boundless glory. He should be rational and not do anything foolish.

In any case, internal strife within the original universe should not exist.

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Squinty Eyes first returned to Heaven to speak with the Heavenly Tree in the Divine Realm. Now, the situation had developed to a point where she could no longer control it, and she had to prepare for both possibilities.

"In the worst-case scenario, my Book of Order will be filled. Tree Spirit, not a single leaf of yours can wither. You must not participate in any battles from now on, but only protect and continue the lineage," the squinty-eyed man commanded in an unyielding tone.

Tall and verdant, with a canopy that blocks out the sun, the Heavenly Tree, brimming with the vitality of life, sways gently, scattering a green rain of light. Between its canopy, the light of stars twinkles, traces left by the last embers of countless parallel dimensions.

The green light rain condensed in the air, transforming into a female figure—a tall, graceful green energy body with slender curves, delicate features, and long, wind-like green hair.

“But in that case, Remy, your Book of Order will not be able to use its most powerful form.” The tree spirit spoke clearly, like the sound of heavenly music.

Once the Book of Order is filled with the traces of life, its significance becomes too heavy. If it is even slightly damaged, such as by burning a few pages, it could result in endless casualties.

The Book of Order's most powerful form is its fusion with the fundamental order of the original universe, enabling it to utilize all fundamental orders and rules to temporarily unleash power that shakes the very foundation of creation.

However, using the basic order will damage the Book of Order, which will require a great deal of time to recover.

"It's alright. Even without this book, I can still pay the price and shake..." He squinted and pursed his lips, not continuing.

"Anyway, that's all for now. I'm going to the Arad Continent."

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Arad Continent, Huttonmar.

With narrowed eyes, she changed out of her soft, ethereal white fairy dress and into an outfit more suited to the summer in Arad. She wore a long-sleeved white shirt, with a perfectly alluring fullness at the chest. The top two buttons were undone, revealing a hint of her fair neck and collarbone.

She wore a pair of exquisite pearl sandals, each toe crystal clear and smooth, like white jade embellishments. Above that were a pair of well-fitting summer hot pants, revealing a pair of long, straight, snow-white, beautiful legs that were so dazzling they could make one's eyes water. There wasn't a single flaw in them.

Her long hair was tied into a beautiful high ponytail at the back of her head, giving her a bright and refined temperament that made her stand out and attract attention.

She decided to go to Celia herself for advice. At this point, who cared about the priorities in family relationships?

If Celia wants to be the mistress of this large family of over a hundred people, that's fine, let her do it. Anyway, I won't listen to her, and I certainly won't live in the manor.

And to put it bluntly, it's just a mere "sugarcane" she picked up, a bus. Whoever wants to suck on it can suck on it, whoever wants to get on it can get on it. Who's going to fight over him and be jealous of him later?

manor.

Under the scorching sun, Mimiyan arrived at Yelin's manor for the first time. Although she had never been here before, she felt very familiar with the place. Every path led to a specific location. She pushed open the door to the living room on the first floor.

“Celia… no, you’re Celiamin.” He squinted at the girl in front of him. She was pure and beautiful, with an outstanding appearance, and she had a faint herbal scent that smelled very nice.

The way to distinguish between Celia and Celia is that Celia's figure and temperament are slightly plump and noble, while Celia has always had a pure and delicate temperament, a tall figure, and slender branches.

In layman's terms, it means Celia needs to gain a few more pounds.
Also, because of her work, Serena always has a faint herbal smell on her body.

"Hello, Lady Remi." Serena smiled. This was the first time she had seen Remi in person, but she was already familiar with this goddess.

Ye Lin was "picked up" and raised by her.

"Remy, what brings you here? I'm so sorry, I wasn't prepared at all."

Outside, a beam of brilliant light transformed into Celia, who looked apologetic. She had just returned from outside and was quite surprised by Remy's sudden visit, as she hadn't prepared for it at all.

“I traveled around the edge of the universe, and when I was halfway there, I suddenly learned from Celiamin that you had arrived,” Celia explained with a slight apology, making sure she wasn’t putting on airs.

Although she possessed the noblest primordial status and a higher realm than Ye Lin, she never displayed arrogance towards Remy or any of her family members.

“It’s alright, I came uninvited too.” He smiled with narrowed eyes, then got straight to the point, mentioning Carlos’s will.

　I might have to take the day off tomorrow. An elderly relative, though not a close one, passed away, and I need to go...

　　Tomorrow it will be 39 degrees Celsius here. I seriously doubt I'll even make it back alive if I go there.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)