Above Destiny

Chapter 529 Divine Enemy
Snapped!
A broken sound sounded.

Just as he caught the little red ball, before he could even smile, a jet-black spear pierced through his chest.

Right behind Ji Jue, Wen Wen's exhausted figure suddenly dissipated into illusory light.

fake!

The real killing move was already unleashed the moment the Holy Shadow appeared—when Ji Jue pulled Wen Wen behind him, the illusion had already enveloped her as Ji Jue's spiritual essence flowed.

Since the Holy Spirit is the hypothetical enemy, there must be a plan.

The preparation of craftsmen is like this: they may be useless, but they cannot be absent, and they must be kept on standby, and then on standby again.

After enduring repeated pressure and manipulation, the harassed Qi Tan Lao Deng was finally squeezed out of some substance by Ji Jue—a deceptive disguise created by combining the supernatural tales of "imaginary friends" and "doppelgangers"!

Its function is simple: to leave all changes in aura and spiritual quality in place, temporarily switch between reality and illusion, and transform oneself into a friend who only exists in imagination, so that no one else can perceive it.

As long as one does not initiate an attack and remains in place, the doppelganger state can be maintained.

While the Holy Shadow's attention was entirely drawn to the little red ball, and all of the Giant Eye's observations were focused on Ji Jue, Wen Wen had already quietly arrived behind him, calmly finding the best position to strike.

Then, without hesitation...

Backstab!

This time it's your turn, you bastard!
The spearhead, now completely black after the gold paint peeled off, suddenly spread with the spiritual poison Ji Jue had created from the convergence of faith and self-nature, freezing the movements of the Holy Shadow completely.

Similarly, a ghastly gap appeared in the giant eye that blocked the third level of the border prison.

And Ji Jue had already come to stand in front of him.

"I told you, you lost something."

Ji Jue bent down, retrieved the small red ball from the ashes on the ground, reshaped it, picked it up, and put it on his face, admiringly examining it.
"See, this is much more complete."

The Holy Shadow remained silent.

A cracking sound rang out, and the splitting began, with cracks spreading across his face. His expression twitched, finally revealing a hint of anger.

A desperate, thoughtless counterattack.

Using himself as the fuse, he drew in the blockade and completely ignited the border prison!
Unfortunately, under Ji Jue's anticipated suppression, even a self-destructive attack was completely ineffective.

What's more, just before that, that face was completely shattered by a punch that had been building up for a long time!

Regardless of the desperate struggle, the self-destructive counterattack, or the desperate measures taken, all considerations and changes were utterly crushed in front of that hand that seemed to be carved from crystal.

Only countless fragments rose up...

The clash between the desolate ruins and the transformation ended with the transformation being shattered once again.

Wenwen.

No, then is it Wen Wen, or what?

In a moment of confusion, Ji Jue saw a phantom faintly appearing behind her... a reflection of the essence of the soul in a dream.

It was as if endless ashes were rising up.

Flames raged, the earth cracked, mountains shook, and all things were destroyed. From the reassembly of all that had fallen apart, a cruel prototype was vaguely outlined.

When Wen Wen opened her eyes again, the last trace of drunkenness that lingered in her eyes had disappeared.

It was as if countless cruel and sharp crystalline lights converged, passing through her pupils and reflecting all the illusions and bubbles.

Amidst countless illusions of despair, resentment, hatred, and madness, those eyes remained devoid of any warmth or color, coldly reflecting all the hypocrisy.

It's like watching everything that's destined to be destroyed.

There was no longer any familiar expression or warmth.

After a fleeting glimpse at Jici Hospital, Ji Jue saw that look in his eyes once again.

But soon, all the illusions vanished, as if they had never existed.

"what happened?"

She noticed Ji Jue's gaze, and a slight smile curled at the corner of her lips, a teasing smile that seemed so familiar. "You little rascal, you wouldn't happen to be the kind of person who's interested in little girls, would you?"
Then I'll have to help you correct it.

Ji Jue stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "If I'm interested in little girls, are you sure this isn't a reward for me?"

"..."

Wen Wen's eye twitched. She suddenly felt a strong urge to smash this guy's head with a punch, but she was also worried that she might actually reward him.

glare.

elbow!
So, Ji Jue also laughed amidst his dodging, pain, and coughing.

He pretended not to notice the crystalline hand hidden behind her, avoiding her gaze.

At least, this light-hearted anger is so vivid.

Sister Wen, you're not hiding anything from me, are you?

If you ask her that, she'll probably say: No, what are you thinking about again?
Next, there's about a one-third chance she'll tease herself by saying, "Do you want me to tell you my measurements?"; a one-third chance she'll roll her eyes and lament that a good person has been ruined by a craftsman; and a third chance she'll change the subject or turn the tables and ask herself if she's hiding anything from her.

The chance of telling the truth is less than one percent.

Or, one in ten thousand.

So he stopped asking.

In any case, whether you ask or not, it won't change your plans and intentions.

"Then let's get ready to begin."

He stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves.

Even though she could easily control herself with a single thought, she still unbuttoned her cuffs and carefully rolled up her loosened sleeves, just like always.

Each fold is the width of two index finger joints, and it folds upwards three times in total, stopping just below the elbow. It's neither too tight nor too loose; the subtle pressure is ingrained in my bones and feels incredibly familiar.

In that brief moment, all distracting thoughts were banished. One became completely focused and attentive.

Looking down at the endless, chaotic sea below, shimmering with dazzling light.

Ji Jue reached out his hand...

In that instant, the border prison resounded!
The third layer suddenly exploded; the second layer collapsed with a roar; and the first layer shook violently.

In the midst of the magnificent roar and the echoes that surged like a tsunami, the whole world seemed to lose gravity for a fleeting moment.

The flames no longer burn, and the frost no longer bites.

The rocks were as soft as mud, and the earth seemed to writhe as if it were alive.

Whether sinners or heretics, or believers kneeling and wailing, or even the remaining angels, they all floated in the air at this moment, watching everything collapse and crumble.

stunned.

It's hard to understand what happened.

All that could be seen was an endless sea of ​​illusory light rising from the deepest part of the border prison, breaking through its final restraints, and gushing out from the border prison.

Like an endless torrent, it surged towards the divine paradise, and wherever the illusory light passed, it outlined a beautiful and dazzling trajectory, like countless ribbons.

For the first time since its creation, such a magnificent celestial phenomenon has appeared in the entire dream world.

When the final shackles were broken, the chaos that should exist in dreams, like the ocean, rushed towards the area covered by all bubbles.

It brought forth endless changes and anomalies.

The stable world was repeatedly thrown into turmoil by the raging tide, with unprecedented earthquakes, torrential rains, and gales sweeping across the land.

And this is only the beginning...

Meanwhile, in the border prison, the same cataclysmic upheaval came to an abrupt halt, and then, an invisible hand once again took control of everything.

Encompassing all things, recreating everything!
Volcanoes, wastelands, cages, fortresses, shackles, gallows... all those dark and ferocious things have disappeared, replaced by a steel gleam that is even more austere and cold than anything else!
Countless massive machines rose and fell like mountains, piecing themselves together, and a vast amount of spiritual matter transformed into surging rivers, with spiritual matter circuits sprouting and spreading like grass and trees.

The changes and forms of all things seem to be within one's own thoughts.

Do whatever you want...

At the gates of the border prison, Old Deng, who had been slacking off, opened his eyes, looked at the countless changes that now covered the border prison, estimated their magnitude, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

The amount of work and the level of precision required are simply outrageous!
Suddenly, a steel city rose from the border prison. Even though many details were not perfect, the sheer scale of change and control was enough to leave countless craftsmen astonished and ashamed.

Unattainable...

Amidst the magnificent roar of the creation of heaven and earth, a familiar voice rang out from everyone's ears, reaching everywhere.

So calmly and effortlessly, it dispelled all hesitation and doubt, extinguishing the budding fear.

"Everyone——"

At the highest point of the border prison, a brilliant light, as if a morning star had fallen, shone forth, and a peaceful voice came from the deepest darkness, telling them: "Perhaps, God needs hell."

"Without hell, there is no way to reflect the beauty of heaven. Without suffering, no one will worship the majesty of the religious order."

That is why God was afraid.

The truly terrifying thing is not the fall of Heaven, but the snatching of Hell from our grasp!

"After the fall of Heaven, it can be rebuilt. After the loss of the human world, it can be destroyed. But after the loss of Hell, where can one find such immense evil deeds?"

So how can one remain aloof and superior?

Those resolute words resounded throughout the entire border prison, and even echoed along the surging sea of ​​chaos in the so-called divine paradise.

The thunder echoed before every bewildered or shocked face, and no matter how loud or dense the thunder of Tiancheng was, it could not be driven away or interfered with.

He posed a question to everyone:
"—Even so, does that mean hell should exist?"

In the dead silence, no one responded; amidst the deafening roar of the landslide and thunder, only mocking laughter echoed throughout the world.

A deafening roar echoed from the border prison.

The last remaining outline of the past shattered with a crash, and in its place came a brand new appearance.

Its enormous silhouette was projected into Paradise, like a crimson star slowly rising in the sky.

To illuminate everything amidst the turmoil once more!

"If humanity does not need hell, then we will break our shackles here and achieve true liberation!"

"If humanity needs hell, then we should be the true gods!"

Ji Jue spread his arms wide, declaring to all the heretics and sinners who looked up to him: "So, my friends, what do we have to lose besides hell?"

Hell has fallen from the hands of the gods, and we will establish ourselves as kings!
There is no need to worry about the future, for tomorrow's work is too far away; nor is there any need to dwell on the past, for the sins of the past have long been atoned for.

Just feel this hatred and anger right now!

This flame resides in your hearts and in your hands!

A nightmarish laugh rose from the deepest part of hell, sweeping across the human world, reaching the sky, and even casting shadows over the heavenly city, shrouding every blank and bewildered face.

"—One day, we will cross this long road of nine days and nine nights, and once again, we will be enemies of the gods, fight against all of this, and bring the flames of hell, your flames, to heaven!"

The rampant laughter and pronouncements echoed endlessly, lingering through every gap in the thunder, never to be extinguished.

Within the border prison, after a brief period of deathly silence, countless scarlet eyes began to shine.

Passionate shouts, excited roars, and reverent praises.

In the end, those sounds gradually overlapped, becoming indelible and transforming into an eternal echo etched into the steel of the border prison.

"God's enemy! God's enemy!! God's enemy!!!"

　Ah, please give me a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)