Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Combining his control over the four fundamental forces with his own numerical attributes, Luo Kunlun now has quite a few methods at his disposal.

In terms of gravity control, the acceleration of warp drive projectiles goes without saying, and Lokunlun can even create giant gravitational sources.

Using the three-in-one model, Lokunlun can replicate matter-antimatter annihilation to create neutron star matter.

Neutron stars and atomic nuclei share similarities in their material composition and high-density properties.

The mere existence of such celestial bodies is a natural disaster.

However, Lokunlun, who had absorbed the remnants of chaos, did not need to do that.

Lo Kunlun once conducted an in-depth examination of his own physical structure and discovered that it possessed an additional characteristic.

That trait cannot be determined or understood.

It has the structure of a biological cell, yet it is incredibly strong, abnormally strong, and practically a product of pure idealism.

However, that's not entirely wrong.

The existence of those in high positions is inherently idealistic, and the battles between those in high positions are highly abstract.

For example, my numerical values ​​include unreachable cardinalities, Malo cardinalities, indescribable cardinalities, and so on.

Don't worry about how I achieved these large cardinal numbers that only exist in axiomatic assumptions; just ask me how powerful it is.

This is very problematic.

Because reality is physical, while mathematics is idealized.

Power originates from consciousness/concepts/narratives, capable of rewriting mathematical rules, logic, or even the very nature of the equation, unconstrained by any objective framework, and able to "unjustifiably" surpass higher bases...

It makes no sense or reason, so it can only be classified as idealism.

If those in high positions are already like this, then those above them, the unspeakable ones, are naturally even more outrageous.

In a sense, they are almost like having a custom mode enabled.

Chaos, as a creation of the unspeakable, is naturally also a matter of idealism.

Even flesh and blood can survive in the event horizon of a black hole; it's just that unreasonable.

To get back to the point, if Luo Kunlun wants to further advance his power, he must build upon his existing foundation.

That is, to combine the four forces into one, creating an all-powerful force.

This was not difficult. Relying on his previous accumulation and the exploration after entering the Astral Plane, Luo Kunlun quickly developed the Unifying Force.

This can be considered a kind of overtaking on a curve.

Although it is only a small-scale unifying force, a preliminary attempt, and does not have the power to create or destroy the universe at will, it is still very powerful.

Despite its apparent limitations, it was enough for Luo Kunlun to come up with countless creative ideas.

After achieving initial unification, Lokunlun made an attempt in this starry sky.

The space in front of him rippled, no longer the rough wrinkles caused by gravity, but a kind of reshaping.

Then, a grain-sized neutron star substance hovered in his palm. The next second, the binding force of the strong nuclear force was quietly rewritten, and the dense neutron degenerate state instantly collapsed, turning into a ball of plasma.

In the past, this step would have been enough to blow through the crust of a planet.

This is the beauty of unity.

Of course, this kind of unified force on a small scale also has its shortcomings.

Unable to escape the range of Luo Kunlun's consciousness, once the boundary is exceeded, everything that has been rewritten will instantly rebound.

Like throwing a pebble into a calm lake, no matter how big the ripples, they will eventually subside. But even so, this is already a disruptive force.

It took Luo Kunlun a total of six months to complete all of this.

For the next year and a half, Luo Kunlun used the calamities and tribulations found in the traces of the Star-Eyed Clan civilization to hone his true spirit until it became useless.

During the long confrontation, Luo Kunlun could feel that he had undergone a change.

The body and soul become intertwined once again, including the true spirit.

Why?

For the outside world is like purgatory, and only the soul, which serves as a dwelling and clothing, can bring peace to the true spirit.

There was a will as vast as a mountain, if it could be called a will.

It seems to be everywhere and unavoidable.

Or perhaps, it is a manifestation of extreme self-centeredness.

There is nothing but oneself; all things are illusory.

It took Luo Kunlun some time to adjust his mindset.

"The calamities that have struck this planet are no longer effective."

"We must find another place, preferably a place where the cycle of formation, existence, decay, and emptiness of a world takes place."

The world is a planet, a planet with intelligent life.

With this in mind, after repairing the planet's environment, Luo Kunlun once again entered the subspace.

This can be considered a win-win situation: Luo Kunlun gained information and the lessons of the past, and the planet was able to regain its vitality.

Perhaps, in a few hundred or tens of millions of years, a civilization will be born here again.

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Upon entering the subspace once again, Lokunlun discovered the connection once more.

Unlike the last connection, which arose because of its significant impact on the Wizarding World and the Secret Martial World, this time the reason for the connection is Calamity.

Having been immersed in calamity for so long, Luo Kunlun exuded an aura of misfortune from head to toe.

This is a product of the formation, existence, decay, and emptiness of a civilization, and the special nature of the subspace makes the connection possible.

"There are so many."

Looking at the dense network of connections, Luo Kunlun finally understood the span of the subspace and the breadth of the cataclysmic waves.

"This is fine."

From the tangled web of connections, Luo Kunlun chose the longest one.

"I wonder what kind of world it is."

After traversing subspace, he found himself in a vast expanse of space.

Beneath my feet lies a doomsday planet.

A pale purple atmosphere churned with corrosive, poisonous fog, like the panting of a dying beast, distorting the pale light cast by the stars into eerie arcs.

The planet's surface is covered with undulating, aberrant fungal carpets, resembling viscous pustules. Occasionally, crimson magma fissures tear through the carpets, spewing out not rock fragments, but shrill, fluorescent clouds of spores.

Further away, the debris of several artificial satellites floats in orbit, their metal shells riddled with holes, and the occasional flashing signal lights seem like the final lament of a civilization before its demise.

Lo Kunlun could even "see" the information left in the debris within those satellites.

The once prosperous cities and people have all vanished, completely swallowed up by the planet's distorted power.

The civilization on this planet is not particularly advanced, far inferior to that of the Star-Eyed Race, but in terms of tribulation power, it is by no means weak.

The Mist of Distortion, that's what the people of the planet call the source of it all.

In modern society, a sudden, global fog descends.

It started with many people catching colds and fevers, followed by a "zombie" apocalypse.

Humans, and other creatures, have been turned into zombies that only exist in movies.

A crisis has arrived, but many people believe it will soon be over.

"Zombies are made of flesh and blood too, how could they possibly be a match for a modern army?"

"Living things have limited endurance; they'll rot in a few months."

But no one expected that the fog would provide the mutated creatures with a source of power and bring about new changes.

It was as if the genetic chain of organisms had been completely disrupted, and humans, animals, and plants all began to mutate wildly.