Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 4048 That...no...

Enraged, Po Huanzi went alone, shouting that he would personally tear Ye Lin apart and teach him a lesson. However, when he was about to reach the original site of Terra, he suddenly suspected it was a trap and backed out.

Moreover, none of the arbitrators, Terra, or otherworldly gods followed him; he hadn't even seen a shadow of one.

They're not human at all; nine out of ten of them are excessive.

Just as Po Huanzi was feeling suspicious, uneasy, and embarrassed, he suddenly encountered two artificial gods in the starry sky. It was like a pillow had come to him when he was sleepy, and he was deeply moved.

The strongest of the twelve artificial gods, Yanemer, who controlled matter, wore a black, tight-fitting combat suit. The material was smooth and shiny, outlining her perfect figure, with her breasts, hips, and waist all on full display.

Over the combat suit, a light purple, semi-transparent long coat was draped, with obvious pixelated fragmentation effects at the hem, as if matter was constantly being reborn and destroyed, presenting a cold and eerie aura.

Her long hair was very flowing, and she had bare, delicate feet.

Broken Ring was truly surprised; she hadn't expected to still be alive, not dead, and exactly the same as in the Terra era, without any changes.

Philbe, who has mastered music, or rather the power of sound, has a much gentler and more ethereal temperament. She wears a white dress that is as hazy as moonlight, with a graceful and tall figure. A jade pendant with the symbol of "music" adorns her snow-white neck, making her look like a deity playing celestial music. When she is with Yannemer, the two present two completely different colors of clothing, one black and one white.

"Indeed, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to have recovered." Philbe looked at the Ring of Creation, his expression and voice gradually turning cold. Old scenes flashed before his eyes, memories that were not pleasant.

The war between the ancient Terrans caused the heavens and earth to shatter, tearing apart dimensions. The twelve artificial gods and Calosor were both severely injured and paid a heavy price. It was also at that time that the Ring of Creation collapsed.

Her memories flooded back, revealing more details: she once had a deep wound on her body, inflicted by the Ring of Creation.

The Ring of Creation:
"The great will is making amends for past mistakes. Nothing should have happened. He has regained all his lost forms, and the future will proceed steadily under His glory. You may go and worship. The past is forgiven."

If he could bring the two artificial gods back to the end of the world, it would be a reasonable excuse to save face and step down gracefully.

The starry sky here is not far from the original site of Terra, only two or three star systems away. If we continue to go further, we might very well encounter a divine war even more intense than the Hell Dimension.

Once suspicion takes hold, it becomes an inescapable shadow. Po Huanzi increasingly suspects that this is a trap set by Ye Lin, that habitual offender, and that it is very likely aimed at him.

Celia currently possesses four components, all of the same origin. If she can also find a way to fully repair it, it will present two creation artifacts with the same laws, and neither of them will benefit from the collision.

However, if Ye Lin joins, the balance will be broken.

Then, none of the primordial gods followed it, which angered Broken Ring.

It believed it could tear Ye Lin apart, but that didn't mean it could still possess such power in a battle against another version of itself.

"That's me," Broken Ring thought to himself.

In other words, it now really thinks it's amazing, and then it subconsciously elevates another version of itself to be amazing as well.

Philbe politely declined, replying, "These words would have been better said in that era; now, there's no need for them."

She was quite startled and felt uneasy when she encountered the Ring of Creation rushing along the way.

She can still manipulate the power of sound, and her body is also the body of a Terran artificial god from the past, one of the twelve, and her combat power is among the most outstanding of the transcendents.

However, there is a serious problem: the Primordial Darkness within her no longer exists. It was scattered and reincarnated into the body of an apostle, so it is difficult for her to reproduce the true power of the twelve artificial gods of the past, and she cannot compare with herself in the past.

The strongest artificial god, Yanemer, was in the same state. Her expression was cold and she slowly turned a golden Rubik's Cube in her hand. Her ability to reconstruct matter still existed and was still top-notch among the transcendents, but she had lost the upper limit of the blessing of the Primordial Darkness.

Facing the fully restored Ring of Creation, she and Yannemer probably had little chance of winning; if they clashed, they would most likely perish on the spot.

Philbe felt she was in dire straits and quickly thought of a way to escape. Did she really have to follow the Ring of Creation to the end of the world? No, she didn't believe in forgiveness.

The war between the gods of Terra was a truly fierce battle, a fight to the death.

The Rubik's Cube in Yannemer's hands spun faster and faster, as if it were an expression of her inner emotions.

On the other side, seeing that the two artificial gods refused and did not make any violent moves, Po Huanzi suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It certainly knew that the artificial gods still alive had lost the blessing of the primordial darkness.

Apart from Napole, who managed to control the weather and was fortunate enough to achieve godhood, the other artificial gods either perished or were left with only an empty body, just like the two in front of us. They were fortunate enough to regain consciousness from their bodies, or they were recreated, but they were no longer as powerful as before.

As for the First Apostle, Cain, who wielded the power of the beginning and went missing, I haven't considered him for now. I guess he's already been swallowed up by the Outer Gods. It's a pity about his power.

Po Huanzi was 100% confident that he could easily defeat the two artificial gods who were not as good as before.

However, a crucial question arises: Terra's original site was the work of the Great Will, and the major events affected the primordial universe. It's impossible that the two resurrected artificial gods were unaware of the sensitivity of this place. The past grudges and hatreds have not yet been resolved, yet they still showed up here with two bodies that were no longer at their peak. This is very suspicious.

Could it be…? A thought suddenly flashed through Po Huanzi's mind… bait?!

Using two artificial gods as bait, a trap is set on them. If one acts rashly, one will become a caged bird, unable to escape, and being torn to pieces would be the least of one's worries.

After all, Ye Lin dared to kill a god in front of all the gods; what else wouldn't he dare to do?

Po Huanzi cautiously surveyed the void. In the depths of darkness, the winds of nothingness rose, shattering everything. He felt that every star held the presence of Ye Lin, and also himself; that guy was a repeat offender.

Yannemer suddenly raised her arms, her expression extremely cold. Bright purple light emanated from her black, tight-fitting combat suit, and her flowing long hair was also tinged with a rich purple. The golden Rubik's Cube kept rotating, combining into various six-sided patterns, symbolizing the power of material reconstruction.

Nearby, a lifeless star was instantly cleaved into uniform cubes, which then transformed into a vast, sweeping river of meteorites that rushed toward the Ring of Creation. The meteorites rubbed together violently, burning and igniting a blazing river of flames.

Philbe immediately understood her meaning: continuing the standoff was a dead end and a dead end. Only by going all out and making a commotion could they possibly attract the gods at the original site of Terra and obtain their assistance, thus seeking a precious chance of survival.

A brilliant radiance coalesced, transforming into an ancient zither before her. Her slender, long fingers plucked the strings, unleashing waves of sound like a surging tsunami or rolling thunder, earth-shattering and causing the void to crumble in its wake—all sounds of divine might. Then, the musical notes hanging around Philbe's neck floated up. She opened her mouth and exhaled a burst of white light, which passed through the notes, triggering a new sonic boom that exploded near the Ring of Creation.

"As expected, there's something fishy going on, Ye Lin. Don't even think about tricking me!" The Ring of Creation roared, unleashing terrifying laws. These mere two baits, artificial gods without the Primordial Darkness, dared to provoke it when it was complete. This was highly illogical and suspicious.

Without the blessing of the Primordial Darkness, the artificial gods are far inferior to those of the past. Yannemer and Philbe's all-out efforts in their respective fields have not caused any substantial damage to the Ring of Creation.

A dense stream of illusory data flowed through Yanemer's eyes as she attempted to analyze the composition of the Ring of Creation and disassemble it at the atomic level, but she couldn't even penetrate the outermost layer of laws.

"Why is it calling for Ye Lin..." Philbe's mind raced as he recalled some past events that were related to Ye Lin.

This place is not too far from the original site of Terra, and it is possible that the Ring of Creation is located in the Night Forest.

In this way, she could find a way to take advantage of the situation and act like a bully.

Yannemer understood her meaning and cooperated perfectly, directly performing material reconstruction to quickly transform her body. She possessed the relevant abilities and could manipulate her body at will, having an effect similar to Sirocco.

Soon, "Night Forest" appeared.

"As expected, it was you. You tried to lure me in with just two baits, trying to trick me into your trap. Luckily, I'm smart. If you're so capable, let's have a one-on-one fight!" The Ring of Creation was instantly enraged and somewhat exasperated. Its massive gears meshed and rotated, obliterating all the attacks of the two artificial gods. Then, it turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the depths of the universe.

The starry sky was quiet, and the lingering aftershocks of the battle still emanated a scorching heat. Philbe and Yannemer, who remained standing there, were stunned by what they saw and remained in shock for a long time.

What's going on? Is Ye Lin's image really that useful?

"Night Forest" said, "I feel that the Ring of Creation is not quite normal."

“Yes, if He suppresses us, we will have a hard time surviving this calamity.” Philbe looked towards the original site of Terra. There was still no movement in that direction for the time being, and the gods did not seem to have been disturbed yet.

A Rubik's Cube appeared in Ye Lin's palm, which he then gripped tightly, a yearning for greater power welling up from within.

.........

The demolition drum was pounding loudly, and it had already prepared its own words.

As it raced all the way to the original site of Terra, intending to search for and teach Nightwood a lesson, it discovered that two ancient artificial gods had been used as bait by Nightwood. In addition, the four components of the Ring of Creation were emitting light, which was a trap.

Fortunately, he was extremely clever and discovered the trap in time. After beating Ye Lin up, he temporarily stopped.

Of course, Broken Ring could see that "Night Forest" was Yanemer's material reconstruction ability, but that didn't stop it from continuing to feel that something was wrong, being suspicious, and thinking that there were problems everywhere.

"Now is a critical moment, so I won't cause any more trouble to avoid giving Lord Carlos an unnecessary problem. Hmm, that's one way to put it," Po Huanzi thought to himself.

Moreover, it doesn't have to return to the end of the world; it can go to the edge of the universe to take a look around, euphemistically called "patrol".

Suddenly, Ye Lin appeared in front of the broken ring, and a strange phenomenon of material reconstruction spread around him, with the hem of his clothes showing a pixelated scene.

"Yanemer, are you ever going to stop?" The Ring of Creation said in a deep voice. This artificial god, who was just bait, was getting too cocky.

I'm giving face to another set of Creation Rings, not to you. You're not worthy of my attention.

If you had the blessing of the Primordial Darkness, I might still be somewhat wary and unwilling to fight you to the death on the spot. But with only an empty body, even if you possess some special abilities, I would still feel some fear.

Ye Lin shrugged, then drew the Primordial Sword and greeted them with a smile.

Holy crap, it's real!

Po Huanzi was overjoyed, his morale soared, and his confidence exploded. With both old and new grudges combined, his eyes practically glowed with rage.

This place is near the end of the world, far from your base. I am in full force, and you are all alone. Without the blessing of the Ring of Creation, with only a sword, how can I allow you to act so arrogantly?

After a period of time, numerous streams of light shone brightly and then dimmed in an instant, marking the end of a fierce battle, and the Ring of Creation let out a mournful cry:
"Stop prying it, you're going to break the bone!"

"No...don't...don't put it in...that won't do..."

Ye Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking puzzled. He wondered what special technique the new ring had used to make it so much stronger than before, and he couldn't pry off a single component no matter how hard he tried.

"Hiss, you've improved since then." Ye Lin inserted the Primordial Sword into the gear gap of the shrunken Ring of Creation, using it as a physical crowbar to pry it hard, making a creaking sound, as if bones were rubbing against each other, making one's teeth ache.

Ye Lin spent a great deal of effort, using various methods to search for flaws in the cracks of the Creation Ring, but he could not pry off even the smallest component, which was as solid as a single piece.

"I really can't pry it open." Ye Lin felt numb; he had failed for the first time.

Unlike before, the current Ring of Creation cannot be disassembled.

"I don't want to take you all back with me, it's too much trouble, and I can't use you." Ye Lin frowned, truly at a loss, racking his brains for a solution.

Po Huanzi was furious. "What do you take me for? Buying a pig for the New Year? I can't eat a whole pig, so I only buy a few pounds to take home."

"Forget it, I'll just take the whole thing back and have Celia dismantle it, then grind the rest into powder," Ye Lin muttered to himself.

The Ring of Creation trembled violently, and a vast, ocean-like power suddenly erupted from the unknown depths, transforming into a golden fist imprint that traversed the void and smashed towards Ye Lin's head. The laws of creation were in full bloom.

Seemingly triggering some hidden trick left by Carlos, Ye Lin retreated and threw a punch in return, colliding head-on with the fist imprint. The moment of contact felt like two suns squeezing and shattering against each other.

The broken ring seized the opportunity and ran away as fast as it could.