All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Yue Meng nodded deeply, empathizing with the situation, her tone growing increasingly helpless:

"Aren't I the same?"

"My source of greed was already on the verge of going out of control, with the greed within me running rampant. I should have gone into seclusion to suppress the backlash from my source."

"Even though my origin was about to go berserk and tear itself apart, I was still forcibly controlled to come here."

Two supreme demon gods, wielding the ultimate source of all heavens, overlooking all living beings for eternity.

In the eyes of the world, they are peerless beings who do as they please and are invincible.

But only they themselves know that they are just puppets controlled by an invisible framework!

Every word, every action, every move is restricted!

Yuemeng looked up at the vast starry sky, her eyes filled with complaints and frustration:

"This outline must be insane!"

"What kind of absurd script did that so-called creator have planned for us?"

"Isn't a peaceful and orderly world better? Can't they arrange a little more peaceful plot? Why do they have to have fighting and killing?"

She was truly speechless.

They guard the nodes, suppress evil spirits, maintain the peace of the heavens, and diligently develop their abilities.

As a result, a plot outline appeared out of nowhere, forcibly twisting their will and forcing them into the fight!

Lin Nuannuan sighed softly, her tone revealing a weariness born of having seen through everything:

"no way."

"Looks like we'll have to fight here today."

One sentence instantly suffocated the atmosphere of the entire battlefield below!

Two top-tier demon gods are at war?

What does this mean?

The residual power emanating from their arrival alone had already frozen the entire battlefield of the heavens!

If they fight with all their might, how can this world withstand it?

Greedy Demon Moon Dream also looked troubled, glancing down at the densely packed, trembling soldiers of the two races below, and said with a wry smile:

"If we really went all out in a fight, would anyone survive on this battlefield?"

Their combat power has long surpassed the limits of the Dragon Clan's Breakthrough Realm and the Gluttonous Saint.

A single collision could shatter galaxies and annihilate the world.

If a real battle breaks out, the millions of soldiers from both races fighting below will be reduced to ashes in an instant, without even having time to scream!

Lin Nuannuan shrugged, looking completely resigned:

"What else can we do?"

"Right now, I can only control my speech; I can't control anything else, including my actions or the direction of the plot."

"Physicality, strength, and the rhythm of entering the game are all locked down by the outline."

This is the most unsolvable part.

They possess unparalleled fighting prowess, yet they have no freedom whatsoever.

Despite possessing extraordinary abilities, he can only be led by the nose by the script.

Yuemeng paused, looking at the two standing quietly and motionless, and suddenly asked in confusion:

No, that's not it.

"Since the outline forces us to fight, why aren't we fighting yet? What are we standing here for? To get some fresh air?"

The two exchanged a glance, and the scene became quite awkward.

Despite the plot demanding a war and their forced entry into the fray, the two simply stood high in the sky chatting, showing no sign of actually fighting.

Lin Nuannuan was silent for two seconds, then suddenly smiled knowingly:

"Is it possible that the plot needs to build up the scene, and that this grand, pretentious atmosphere is just what's needed?"

A single sentence reveals the secret!

Yue Meng was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but burst into laughter, her clear laughter echoing through the silent heavens:

"Haha! Maybe!"

"I used to especially love reading novels with plots that were full of pretentious posturing!"

"When a powerful figure makes their entrance, they first stand tall in the air, exuding an aura of dominance, and silently laying the groundwork before taking action!"

She understood instantly.

Their current stillness is not a bug, but a prelude to their showing off in the script!

It's specifically designed to dominate the entire scene, intimidate everyone, and elevate the overall situation!

Lin Nuannuan's eyebrows twitched slightly, a self-deprecating smile playing on her lips:

"I actually enjoy watching other people act out these kinds of storylines."

"But I really don't like being a monkey that's being watched and manipulated by a script."

In one sentence, they expressed their frustration and helplessness.

People generally believe that once you reach the summit, you can do whatever you want and look down upon all the heavens.

They stood at the pinnacle of power in this world, yet they became mere puppets on the plot.

……

The battlefield below remained deathly silent.

Millions of soldiers from both races looked up at the two peerless figures in the sky, their hearts pounding and filled with horror.

No one could understand the conversation between the two witches high in the sky, and no one understood what the "outline" and "script" they were talking about actually meant.

All everyone knew was that two supreme figures, whom they could not comprehend or contend with, had descended upon the battlefield!

In the Dragon Clan's main camp, Di Qiulong's eyes were deep as he stared intently at the two women high in the sky, a sense of extreme dread rising in his heart for the first time.

"Evil God Lin Nuannuan"

"Transcending this world's system, unbound by the laws of heaven, and unaffected by the balance of power in war..."

"This racial war ultimately attracted external variables."

She instantly understood that from the moment these two women appeared, the previously stalemate had been completely shattered.

The original life-or-death struggle between the dragons and the Taotie has been reduced to a farce at the bottom of society.

Xu Qiu'an, standing in the center of the Taotie army, had a sharp look in his eyes and was on high alert.

He fought countless battles, planned strategically across vast distances, controlled the battlefield, and advanced step by step with meticulous planning.

But in the face of these two sudden and terrifying figures, all his plans, all his combat power, and all his trump cards seemed insignificant.

"Top-tier experts parachute onto the battlefield."

"If they side with either side, the outcome of this battle will be decided in an instant."

Xu Qiu'an felt extremely heavy-hearted.

He was not afraid of Di Qiu, the million-strong dragon army, or the Purple Heaven Thunder Tribulation's ultimate kill.

But he fears these completely unknown, unsolvable, and mysteriously controlled extraterrestrial variables!

High in the sky, the Greedy Demon Moon Dream suppressed her smile, and a hint of seriousness appeared in her lazy eyes.

She faintly sensed the restless, greedy essence within her body and said helplessly:

"Honestly, I really don't want to fight."

"My origin is already extremely unstable. If I force a battle, my origin will most likely shatter and I will be severely injured."

Lin Nuannuan also frowned slightly:

Me too.

"With no one to suppress the evil god, it has begun to stir up trouble and riot."

"Every second we waste here will result in countless more deaths and injuries."

But they had no choice.

The invisible shackles of the plot tightly bind all their actions.

They can chat, complain, and feel helpless, but they can't change the plot.

Yue Meng sighed softly, moved her wrists, and the seven-colored magic began to slowly circulate around her body.

"There's no way around it, we've laid the groundwork enough."

"Judging by this pace, the outline will force us to take action any second now."

Lin Nuannuan's body was enveloped in dark demonic flames that slowly rose, her demonic power gradually increasing, yet she still carried a deep sense of helplessness.

"Then let's fight."

"Since we can't avoid it, let's finish this boring scripted drama."

The power of the two top witches slowly awakened, rose, and crushed the heavens.

Two extreme forces, one red and one black, confront each other from afar in the sky billions of miles above.

There was no immediate fighting, yet it already possessed a terrifying sense of oppression that threatened to destroy the world.