Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 455 When a Mechanism-Driven Monster Meets a Number-Driven Monster

At this moment, the physical constants of the entire universe are groaning.

Countless creatures looked up and saw not the starry sky, but a web of cracks spreading outwards.

Thick, dark matter seeped from those cracks, like the wounds torn open by the creator god.

The Hornakis Mountains are suddenly stilled because the gods, who were fighting fiercely in a divine war, are trembling—something beyond the container of the universe is forcibly squeezing into this dimension.

"Snap—"

The sound of shattering glass travels through the vacuum.

The moment the fragments of the sky crumbled, what was revealed was not darkness, but something far more terrifying—nothingness.

The stars went out one after another like fireflies being crushed, and the light from the supernova explosion solidified into amber-colored crystals in front of the crack.

A distorted, teeth-grinding sound emanated from the dark side of the universe, as if billions of strings were snapping simultaneously.

When the starlight came from the other side, the retinas of all those who witnessed it began to spontaneously combust.

The path that starlight paved in the void, every grain of light was a compressed galaxy.

Semi-transparent membrane-like structures float on both sides of the road; they are the compressed afterimages of parallel universes.

Klein's shouts created golden ripples in space and time, and the being that responded to him descended upon the Star Bridge—the moment it touched the dust of light, a nebula was born and then vanished.

From the massive cosmic rift that collapsed inward, layer upon layer, a beam of starlight came from the other side and instantly fell into this universe, paving a path.

In that instant, countless creatures on the ground, or even the gods who were locked in fierce battle atop the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains, witnessed an extremely shocking scene.

She was wearing a robe adorned with the sun, moon, and stars...

Surrounded by countless stars, embraced by the sun and moon, with a multitude of stars in its arms...

A halo of Omega light hangs behind the head, with thirty-three layers of pure light reflected within its radiant glow, as if all living beings and countless worlds are manifested within it...

Such a supreme and divine being, seemingly an ancient god born before heaven and earth, now treads the starlight path, following Klein's shout, and crosses the boundary to arrive!

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It's not just time that's frozen in time.

All elementary particles ceased vibrating, and it seemed as if every atom in the cosmos was covered by some higher-dimensional rule.

The mysterious beings born from the activation of spirit gods, evil gods, and Sequence 0, their power extending into the material world is frozen in mid-air.

Until the sound of the Omega Light Wheel spinning was heard.

"Om-"

The light rings unfold in layers, like a peacock spreading its tail, with different cosmic scenes floating within each layer of light screen.

There is the Saha world where the Buddha holds up a flower, the Ziwei Heavenly Court where the stars return to their positions, and the vast, boundless, profound, and mysterious universe.

These projections overlap, creating a maddening effect on the real world.

The unknown being that had traveled across the universe looked at Klein through the barrier of the gods, who was taking advantage of this brief moment to try to accommodate the uniqueness of the "Fool," and seemed to nod approvingly.

"interesting."

The moment that soft laughter rang out, the frozen universe began to flow again.

Such a terrifying scene made Xiao Ke's heart pound with fear.

This unknown big shot's appearance is so distinctive that he can be recognized at a glance.

A Taoist robe adorned with the sun, moon, and stars...

The Great Perfection Halo...

Stars, countless stars, a myriad of brilliant galaxies clustered around...

Perhaps the people in this world don't know this big shot, but as a transmigrator and reborn person, Xiao Zhou reacted almost instantly upon seeing these elements, as if he were being electrocuted.

This is absolutely a [celestial being]!
No, to be more precise, it should be 【Taiwei Zhongtian Yuqing Zhifu Yuli Hanzhen Tidao Ziwei Dadijun】!
In an instant, as if struck by lightning, a possibility flashed through Klein's mind. He thought of the one who had caused his transmigration, the one with whom he had been entangled in life and death, and who was now almost resurrected from his body! "The Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Profound Yellow..."

At this moment, Klein, guided by the existing clues, directly connected them, and everything suddenly seemed to have a remarkable regularity and a traceable pattern!
In Taoist legends, the Ziwei Emperor also holds this title concurrently!
In an instant, Klein was completely numb.

He didn't know why his loud cry of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" had summoned the Ziwei Emperor from another universe, and why this powerful figure could even respond to him and converse with him.

He didn't know why this big shot had come to this universe.

But deep down, Klein's spirituality reminded him that perhaps... maybe... perhaps this emperor had come for him?
"No, no, no, how could my small frame possibly attract the attention of the Ziwei Emperor?" Klein shook his head vigorously.

Perhaps He came by following the path of the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" within His own body?
The more Klein thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and he almost burst out laughing on the spot.

You, "Celestial Venerable," always like to wear other people's aliases, and now look what's happened—the real owner of those aliases has come knocking on your door.

That’s right!

……

Beyond Earth, Wang Li followed the call from Klein in the darkness and lowered her gaze.

"boom!!!"

Wang Li's overwhelming power, enough to sweep across the universe, is a force to be reckoned with.

The void suddenly evaporated, and the ruins of the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains revealed the corpses of hundreds of millions of Time Worms within the layers of spacetime folds.

—They all exist through parasitism.

But now, while still in the posture of fleeing, they were all crushed to death by Wang Li's will the moment time restarted!
One by one, the gods, or the hidden beings, realized that the so-called "solidification" was simply an indirect manifestation of the unknown being still in the universe, who solidified every inch of spacetime with his own will!
He simply thought of it, and everything stopped!

In an instant, they were all completely numb.

After all, those who achieved true godhood through the sequence system and manipulated mechanisms their entire lives, when had they ever seen such a numerical monster that could sweep across the universe simply with its own will!

How could such a freak of character possibly exist in this rotten cesspool of a universe?!

Oh, He came all the way from another universe, breaking through space and time.

Then it's all right. ╯▂╰

Yeah, right! (▼皿▼#)

At the same moment.

Amon's colossal shadow is crumbling.

This god of error and deception, who stole everything, even the true god ritual of Mr. Door, now resembled a paper doll torn to shreds by a child, with every Time Worm behind his monocle screaming.

Even His parasitic clones in history, His hidden plans in the cloud of probability, and even the imprints in the memories of believers were all directly blasted apart by the power brought about by this will that transcends time and space!
"No! What is this—"

The questioning abruptly ended.

Wang Li didn't even look at Him directly, only glancing at him through the astral barrier.

The dozens of layers of various inconceivable seventh sense microcosms contained within that gaze, interspersed with all sorts of extraordinary systems, directly shattered Amon's essence.

Just like a balloon might be able to carry, steal, or parasitize matter that is tens or hundreds of times larger than its own volume, it would never be able to steal dozens of galaxies!

It is indeed a mechanism.

However, if the numerical value is insufficient, the opponent can achieve the most terrifying destructive power in the shortest amount of time using the simplest method.

And Amon...

At this moment, on a mountain peak in the land forsaken by the gods, Amon's last remaining image still tried to struggle.

Even now, when the concept of the "Time Worm" that He stole is beginning to backfire, He still wants to struggle.

Because He knew that even at this time, there would still be people who would lend Him a helping hand.

"Help me!" Amon said.

Just like how He played countless pranks throughout the ages, only to have them backfire.

In the darkness, a colossal cross appeared in the sky above the land abandoned by God.

(End of this chapter)