Arad's unruly savior

However, the characteristic of "the immortality of the individual" has always lingered in everyone's understanding, like an iron law that cannot be broken.

Aside from his own exceptional talent and his reckless and successful will to do so, he has yet to discover a truly feasible method to destroy the Creator's Being; most of his methods are merely conjectures.

Celia suddenly thought of something and asked telepathically, "Is the characteristic of immortality of one's position a restriction of the rules?"

The restrictions between ranks seem very much like the inability of apostles to kill each other, with very obvious power constraints. Therefore, she believes that there must be a way to bypass this "rule," but she doesn't know it yet.

The apostles' method of bypassing the constraints was simple: they could borrow a second power besides their original self.

The concept of a sharpened blade is actually quite broad and has a wide range of applications.

They could be adventurers in the traditional sense, or they could be a nuclear bomb.

Under extreme conditions, even an ordinary kitchen knife can chop up an octopus like Mr. Luo.

Ye Lin shook his head slightly and said, "That belongs to the rules but is not a rule. It is a characteristic that one possesses only when the power of the rank itself is sufficient."

In other words, the Lord of the End previously possessed a terrifying power that tore apart the illusory shell of the primordial universe. Apart from the primordial rank itself, what power could possibly threaten the primordial rank?

Powers such as strength and purification abilities would likely be sealed away by the end in an instant.

Power is a powerful weapon among gods, representing the pinnacle of a particular field, but it becomes ineffective when it encounters the concept of a supreme status.

Then Ye Lin transmitted his voice, "At some point in the future, I will briefly open the restrictions on the Path of Rules, and you will all have to leave this place."

"Why?" Celia asked directly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

Remy and Pusya were equally confused and quickly responded, hoping to get an answer.

Celia has always trusted Ye Lin's decisions at crucial moments. If the situation is so urgent that there isn't enough time to ask why, she will maintain an attitude of not understanding but trusting him, and then ask why afterward.

From a family's perspective, such harmony is essential.

But things are different now. They don't want Ye Lin to face the other Creator Gods alone. That would be too dangerous, as it's an unknown territory, and they have the ability to help.

Moreover, they resembled humans already wounded in the struggle, their fighting spirit surging instantly, transforming them into the most terrifying predators in nature.

The Lord of the End, who is advancing on two fronts simultaneously, has not yet been suppressed. Azathoth is still extremely hungry, and the great will of the split-minded is a complete charlatan. Meanwhile, the women with clear wills possess combat power commensurate with their rank, and no matter how you look at it, they can provide him with tremendous assistance.

“There’s reason to suspect you’ve been influenced by Azathoth; you won’t even glance at me,” Remy said sarcastically, her beautiful eyes scanning the room.

She was still somewhat worried. Ye Lin only showed a relatively stable state after being influenced by Azathoth. When he first descended, his aura was extremely cold, as if he had completely stripped away the rich emotions that humans possess.

It was only after being influenced by Azathoth that he unexpectedly became "normal".

Ye Lin smiled and cast her gaze over. Her sacred and noble true form radiated golden light, her fairy dress outlining her graceful curves, her features exquisite and flawless, her beauty captivating, and her temperament otherworldly.

He thought for a moment, then said, "Your combat power is one hundred..."

"Okay, shut up, I believe you." Remy quickly glared at him, his fierce look telling him to shut up, or he'd slap him.

Her fighting ability was actually always in the single digits, and she rarely gave him a chance to win. It wasn't until she and Xia Te tried to switch fates that Ye Lin seized the opportunity.

During that time, she believed she was Xia Te and did many things.

Celia also chose to believe, saying, "Moreover, the original universe also needs our power."

The mirror universe constructed by the Lord of the End reflects all life and has completely broken with reality. There are gods fighting with all their might, their awe-inspiring divine power shaking the galaxy, and mortals roaring, swinging their swords with all their might, weighing hope and despair on the scales to see which side fate will tip toward.

Inevitably, the underlying order of the original universe has become disordered, exposing numerous problems.

The real rift has appeared. The pitch-black abyss is not something that gods can solve. The super ship that is the Origin Universe has begun to leak in the river of time. If it is not repaired, it will probably be difficult to sail to the end of time.

At a minimum, one Creation Rank is required, but to be on the safe side, two are needed, and preferably holders of the Path of Existence, as they are more suitable for repairing the cracks in the hull.

"Unleash our strongest attack, then we'll move on to the Origin Universe and eliminate his worries," the Elemental Goddess Pushia transmitted telepathically.

Ye Lin and the Lord of the End clashed once again, the light of the laws blooming endlessly, the world being born and destroyed in an instant, enough to chill the hearts of all the gods. However, their positions were immortal, and it seemed that both sides were doing futile work. Then, due to their opposing stances, they had to fight to the death, trapped in a vicious cycle from which they could not escape.

Celia and the others unleashed their full power at the last two figures reflected in the mirror. Although the mirror's reflection was very close to the power of the original entity, a clear difference still emerged under the attack of the true entity.

The last two forms struggled in the intense laws of rank, but could not escape their fate of destruction. Their forms exploded, triggering a terrifying blast that would surely sweep away the stars if it happened in the real world.

Another group of "corpses" were manipulated and thrown toward Azathoth, slightly alleviating the endless hunger.

No one knows when He will be full or when He will awaken.

At the instant the form shattered, the barrier formed by the path of rules suddenly opened a crack, and then three dazzling rays of light flew out, breaking away from the battlefield of the nine ranks.

The Lord of the End roared in anger upon seeing this, unleashing the devastation of all things and unleashing an aura of destruction, yet even this could not stop the sudden appearance of this "anomaly".

"Now, I can act freely." Ye Lin stood in front of the Lord of the End, his calm voice causing the latter's pupils to narrow slightly.

Immediately, an unprecedented sense of dread crept into the mind of this creator, and even the Great Will, which was struggling against a split personality, suddenly felt a chill, a coldness from the level of the soul.

Having mastered two paths, Ye Lin had never truly exerted his full strength.

They suddenly understood and realized that the Path of Chaos currently only exhibits the characteristics of etherealization and simulated inclusiveness, similar to a mirror reflecting the universe. The essential ability of rules to restrict the status has never been revealed.

Night Forest must be hiding an even more terrifying power, so powerful that if it were to unleash its full force, even friendly allies would be affected.

After all, the battle of ranks does not have the effect of "immunity to friendly fire". Previously, the battlefield was only divided and each had its own opponent, so the impact was not so serious. Once it becomes a complete melee, it is entirely possible that Ye Lin could be hit by a few cycles of reincarnation if he is not careful.

Therefore, Ye Lin suddenly opened a crack in the rules, allowing the three creators to leave.

The Great Will's face darkened, meaning that Ye Lin intended to include Him within the Chaos Path's attack range without prior warning.

He still wanted to kill himself. The sudden shock from Ye Lin had even improved his schizophrenia considerably.

.........

The elemental goddess Pusia assigned tasks, saying, "Seria and I will go to repair the rifts in the original universe."

Upon returning to the real universe, they looked back and found that they could only vaguely see the location of the regular space, unable to approach it or return.

For both gods and mortals, there is only a mysterious feeling, an unseen sense that in a place beyond the reach of all life and even time and space, there is a great battle that can determine the future.

The most important weight that determines the balance's inclination is right there.

Before Pushia and Celia left, Remy suddenly looked at them with bright eyes and asked curiously, "What is your true combat strength?"

After a moment's thought, Celia calmly replied, "I can't remember."

"Do you know how many stars there are?" Pushia, with beauty no less than Remy's, gave a different answer in a calm tone.

The true number one on the combat power ranking has always been Pushia.

.........

Blindly and foolishly chewing on the remains of his body, Azathoth's clear wisdom has once again vanished, returning to its most essential state.

The chilling chewing sound was like bones shattering inch by inch, and then He spat out a broken and corroded reflection.

When threatened, pythons in nature will regurgitate the food they have already swallowed to facilitate escape or to defend themselves.

Strange sounds emanated from Azathoth's ever-changing form, and a new round of changes occurred, its very essence twisting.

From within the black mist grew enormous, fleshy tentacles of unknown length, intertwined like galaxies, each with a bulging, closed eye that dripped corrosive liquid from its corner, breeding intense pollution.

The abominable body is a transformation of Azathoth, like all the unreasonable flaws, the accumulated turbidity, and the degenerate pollution in the universe, which together shaped Azathoth's true form in this moment.

Driven by instinct from the deepest level of life, He clearly sensed the threat posed by Ye Lin and immediately determined that the other party was the most dangerous factor in the field, capable of threatening the "life" that depended on it.

The Lord of the End took direct action, tainting the realm of rules into the twilight of the apocalypse. Stars and the remnants of life transformed into the Sea of ​​the End, which then surged and crashed towards the direction of Night Forest.

"As expected, the person we should join forces to eliminate is actually you." The Lord of the End was extremely ruthless. He had previously suggested eliminating Azathoth, a great will, but now he realized that the ultimate target should actually be Night Forest.

"...!"

Azathoth was the first to unleash an extremely dark, hateful, polluted, and terrifying roar that defied description. A tangible, deep gray light emanated from Him, spreading wildly in all directions, carrying a deadly pollution that made even the most powerful beings pale, eroding every inch of the realm of rules.

The golden domain of rules crumbled inch by inch under the impact of the deep gray. The omnipresent light was actually composed of even smaller chains of divine rules, which exploded, disintegrated, and annihilated segment by segment, as if plowing up the domain of rules.

Rules and disorder are opposing primordial entities. Rules can limit the state of Azathoth, and vice versa. Utterly insane disorder can also shatter the domain of rules.

The Lord of the End and the Great Will had to temporarily adopt a defensive posture, abandoning their plan to annihilate Night Forest in order to prepare for the Gray Impact.

The first primordial being, Azathoth, was indeed mindless. His attack range encompassed all primordial beings, indiscriminately attacking friend and foe. This was the most terrifying blow from the Path of Chaos.

This also gave them an opportunity, a chance to return to the real universe.

With the rule domain that restricted their positions collapsing, nothing could stop them anymore.

The next instant, both the Lord of the End and the Great Will narrowed their eyes. They saw that outside the collapsing and crumbling domain of rules, there was another layer of chaotic and indestructible domain barrier.

The ethereal power of chaos devoured the disordered path of indiscriminate attacks, and the primordial chaotic sea stirred up huge waves. In the lower layer of that churning chaos, another layer of rules was clearly laid out in a fine and dense pattern, with divine chains intertwined and golden radiance immortal.

"The cage is not enough; you are courting death," the Lord of the End said coldly.

boom!
Another wave of chaotic power erupted, and Azathoth's true form, his terrifying, star-like tentacles, and the swollen eyes on them all opened to their fullest extent in the same instant.

The pupils are filled with countless lines and symbols, layer upon layer, seemingly endless, creating an abyss of symbols that cannot be looked at directly.

Immediately, a torrent of illusory knowledge surged forth from all eyes, carrying a vast amount of trivial and disordered knowledge. It gathered the past of almost all the life-bearing planets in the original universe, manifesting the flames of their civilizations in a distorted and polluted manner, vast and endless.

A complex and varied torrent of knowledge, unstoppable even by the creator, swirled and twisted, then enveloped the Lord of the End, the Great Will, and poured into Ye Lin's mind.

No one expected that Azathoth would be the first to sense the deadly crisis, thus unleashing the full power of the Chaotic Path, like a dying beast opening its bloody mouth, revealing sharp teeth, for a final desperate struggle.

Affected by the Path of Chaos, the other three Creator Positions instantly froze, their wise eyes turning into a lifeless gray, devoid of any spiritual radiance. The mottled and filthy torrents polluted their souls, finding the most fatal flaw.

"boom!"

The great will, which was already flawed, was the first to show abnormalities. The past accumulations, the remaining flaws, the soul that should have been perfect but was forcibly torn apart—all the problems erupted.

His consciousness had been turned upside down. Whether it was Struth, the Fate form, or any other form, it seemed as if they truly possessed independent wills in his mind.

Most importantly, as the original being, He could no longer share the memories of those forms, could no longer resonate with their thoughts, and could not control them at all times. It was as if... the forms within His body had truly become independent entities.

My mind has been invaded.

The soul of the great will has been torn apart; for every form that was once merged, there is now a will born in the mind.

That rather young, cold face now showed an expression of great pain, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices.

"Where is Ye Lin?" The Lord of the End suppressed his tyranny and madness, searching for his target.

Ye Lin has merged with the Primordial Darkness, and his condition is probably not much better than that of the Great Will.

(End of this chapter)