Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 149 This is the final deception
"I guessed that you would not die honestly. Now it seems that I am always right."

The young man in white walked in the cracks of time, looking at the four thrones that were gradually collapsing, and stretched out his finger to touch the throne lightly. An inexplicable smell began to seep into the process of their self-disintegration.

At the beginning, they thought that they could rely on the psychic energy and the debris of the warp that could last even if they died, to leave themselves a last resort. After all, they were evil gods in nature, and it was a joke to want to sacrifice everything for such a great cause. In the end, they still had a trick up their sleeve.

It's just a pity that this hidden trick is of no use.

Their carefully planned final back-up plan, the means of resurrection, their own logical thinking, the hatred existing within the subspace, and all their thoughts, all began to flow into the accelerated process of time.

"Shh, don't talk, don't struggle. It's useless even if you struggle, they can't see us."

Looking at the countless Saviors who were unaware and were madly advancing towards the entire Antarctic Tower, Leon still had a gentle smile on his face. He just stood beside the gradually falling apart Chaos Gods, leaning on the throne like a good friend, facing this scene of unity with a smile.

This is indeed a very touching scene. Those who can reach here are all heroes and elites from every species. Among hundreds of billions of creatures, there are always tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people who have a spirit of sacrifice that transcends their species and self-awareness. Their brilliant souls shine brightly in this subspace. They are also afraid and scared, but they are unwavering in sending all useful things into the giant tower.

For this giant tower that has become a symbol of evil, in this still time, countless human hearts have gathered into a river and vowed to destroy it. If the blessings and sacrifices of the Chaos Gods are added at this time, it would be even better.

"What a perfect script. The world is twisted into one line."

Patting the throne, Leon looked at the people below who were silent, gritting their teeth and trying their best to drag the heavy firepower into the throne, and said with great appreciation:
"At the last moment, the gods of chaos sacrificed their entire existence for this world, giving the last blessing to intelligent life. And the people whose homes have been destroyed and part of the world has been destroyed, and who have completely entered the countdown, have begun to give back the blessings of the gods and decided to give it a try. How wonderful it is."

"——!!!"

"Wouldn't it be great if this drama could be more realistic and the world's emotions more volatile? This shitty play you directed is about to end, so be happier."

"You... Impossible, why! You are obviously a god pursuing self-destruction, and you will obviously die in the pursuit of self, why do you still retain such a huge power?! Why can you come down from the ceremony?! How is it possible for you to come down from the ceremony?! No one in this world can escape fate!"

The drain of power has reached its final stage, and there is no point in blocking it. The gods of chaos looked at the man who easily crushed all the plans, and shouted angrily. These gods did not understand what was happening at all, and did not even understand what was going on. It was as if time itself had made a fatal mistake, as if cause and effect itself had become a paradox.

The self-destructive god walked down the ceremony, and the real destruction was now laughing and talking in front of them. This operation was as unbelievable as the reversal of time and space, which was simply impossible.

In response to the questions from the Chaos Gods, Leon simply shrugged.

"I am destruction? I am anchored by fate? How ridiculous. Then I have to ask a question in return..."

"You, since when did you start to have the delusion that I am the embodiment of destruction?"

He blinked, and the spiral pupils that were marked with traces of destruction changed back to normal black.

"..."

Disappeared.

The breath of destruction, the breath of death, the breath that seemed destined to destroy the world with the will of self-destruction, just disappeared like that.

Leon, with black hair and black eyes, who looked like a normal human being, stood there with his hands open, smiling at the Chaos God who was already shocked and speechless, and completely displayed this scam that spanned several years in front of this subspace that was destined to be destroyed.

"I never said that I was the god of destruction... To be precise, it's what you think."

Looking at the Chaos Gods who had lost the ability to speak, Leon walked back to the throne with a smile, patted the scattered Chaos Gods, and the smile on his face was full of malice.

"Belief will produce results. When I claimed that I mastered destruction, when I truly displayed the power that tore through the warp, you naturally thought that I was the incarnation of destruction. So, when did you start to think that I was destruction? When did you think that I was the same as you?"

"Was it when I got your token? When I created the Soulless? Or when I built Stonehenge? I just deduced the last path from your magic and paths. I used Stonehenge to simulate the illusion of destruction and placed the concept of destruction on myself. So you see, destruction was born like this, in front of everyone, relying on your imagination."

"Don't you understand? I have mastered forbidden techniques, and I have analyzed everything about you. Isn't it natural to want to deduce something?"

"..."

The Chaos Gods knew very well that what Leon said was meant to shake their emotions and squeeze out their last bit of strength.

But they no longer had a choice. The Chaos Gods were indeed shaken now, and they had never thought about it, nor had they considered why such a thing had happened.

As the aggregate of the Warp, the highest masterpiece of the world's negative consciousness, the Chaos Gods have always relied on the power that permeates the Warp to understand the essence. Some people look noble and arrogant, but their essence is a rotten mud. Some people look filthy, but in fact they are outstanding saints.

No matter what the appearance is, no matter what it shows, there will be the most fundamental evolution in the depths of the soul. As long as they have a soul, their figures will be reflected in the mirror of the subspace. The Chaos Gods have relied on this method to roam the world for tens of thousands of years, and have never made any mistakes. Until today.

"Well, it seems that you have realized it. Yes, it is the soul."

Looking at the Chaos Gods whose expressions changed subtly, Leon patted their festering thrones and gave the final answer.

"I have been absorbing and transforming the souls of demons since the very beginning, using their technology and power to cover myself with a shell. I realized it the moment I got the Chaos Token."

"Your judgment is correct. A self-destructive god has never been born. But unfortunately, I am more powerful than the so-called gods you see. You will never be able to witness my great deeds, because my dream is the sea of ​​stars."

"So what? Am I a very qualified liar? But there is no other way. If I want to erase your influence and end the rule of magic, I must do this. Unstable things cannot survive in the starry sky. I thought of this from the very beginning when I was in the Arctic and realized that emotions are magic."

Sitting in the shattered Chaos God, the disguised trickster looked at the busy people and gave his own reasons and answers. He used his special points to deceive everyone.

"Psionic magic is a very powerful force, a good reserve technology. But it is too unstable, so unstable that even my personal modifications on a planet can completely tamper with the underlying logic and drag a planet into the abyss."

"An ordinary person can use a technological wonder to bury all 100 billion people on an entire super-large planet within five years. I will not accept the emergence of such unstable technology. Because I can't even modify it, I can't cover it up. As long as there is a human heart and a soul, it will inevitably be unstable. This is the underlying logic, and I can't modify it."

"In my journey through the starry sky, that is an endless deep space, a journey of hundreds or even thousands of light years. But because of one person's hesitation, the whole world will collapse? Haha, that's too funny."

Looking at the dazzling legions standing under the light of magic, the expression on Leon's face gradually became serious.

"I swear I will go to the end of this universe. I swear I will survive forever. I will take my civilization and my people with me. Everything they have will be the most perfect combination I have selected. As for magic, a system that can only work on a planet and has great side effects, I will not allow it to appear in this world... Ah, it is still possible. When I can't win, then the whole universe will become a cesspool."

"...You are truly the most beastly leader ever."

The Chaos Gods, who had completely reached the end, had dissolved into one figure.

This chaotic reflection, which was on the verge of self-collapse and completely falling apart, emitted a voice filled with anger, hatred, and resentment towards Leon himself.

This is the essence of destruction. When all anger and spirit reach the end, the god of destruction will be born. But this destruction still has no action, because the ritual in the sky has replaced his position and started to operate, constantly depriving his essence like his destiny, and joining the process of destruction.

He could only make a sound and curse the monster.

"You are the most vicious monster, Leon. You are the ugliest thing."

"Thank you for the compliment. Your curses are my motivation to move forward. Do you have any questions? The more I answer your questions, the more power you will give me in return. Ask more questions. We still have a lot of time."

"How on earth did you manage to deceive our eyes?"

“It’s technology.”

Li Ang answered without hesitation.

"science and technology……????"

"Yes. Emotion is the void, the void is existence, existence is the world, and the world is myself. I will seal your series of extensions and the gathering of power as forbidden technologies of emotion under my dungeon. Including methods of creating souls and theories of artificial psychic energy. Perhaps the ancient saints and their enemies are using you for experiments? The effect is quite good, don't do it again in the future."

It's a huge scam from beginning to end.

The death of a demon always adds to the strength of technology, and the magic power always adds to the ability of forbidden technology. From beginning to end, there is nothing called "magic" developed by Leon, it is all technology.

These forbidden technologies have created a whole set of dazzling systems, giving people the illusion that this world is a pure magical psychic world. But in fact, the creation of these things requires the existence of a substance, that is, the soul. Only when the soul exists can they lead to the psychic technology.

However, the emergence of the soulless ones has proved that the soul is an external thing built on the foundation of the subspace constructed by many intelligent life forms.

"It's a beautiful idea, but human hearts have their limits."

"Desire is such a wonderful thing. It seems to be able to reach the end of the universe and occupy the entire world. But is the human heart really such an infinite thing? We cannot imagine things that we have not seen or understood."

"But, through science and logic, we can see more. The paradox of mathematics that transcends human cognition, the light that cannot be understood by the human brain and the dark side of the universe. It may be beautiful with magic alone. I may be able to colonize a planet and occupy the entire solar system in a short time. But what after that?"

The human mind has its limits.

Li Ang thinks so.

"You will come back again. Suppressed emotions cannot be suppressed forever, and the waves of the warp cannot be suppressed forever by my will alone. You still want to use my desires to survive? Sorry, I won't give you this opportunity. Giving up magic is not a particularly difficult decision for me. It's just a choice, just like completely clearing out all the life on this planet."

"I only make the right choice, even if it means there is nothing left on this planet."

"It's disgusting to think that I might be the worst planet unifier. All this is thanks to you. Can't you just hand over the planet to me?"

"..."

I can no longer make any sound.

The final destruction has come to an end. He just looked at Leon and poured his enormous power into the final ritual.

With the destruction of the gods, the acceleration of time will gradually stop. There will be five hours of acceleration left, enough for these people to make the most perfect preparations and then face the most tragic ending.

"Goodnight, Chaos Gods. Although I don't want to see you again at all, goodnight."

Beating the fragments of destruction, Leon's figure jumped down from the tower and disappeared in the busy crowd.

(End of this chapter)