Tonight, Alice joins the hunt.

Luo Ye's attention immediately shifted to the phrase 'rebirth by borrowing a body'.

"Dijun, Taiyi?" She used a question, but her tone was full of certainty.

“Who else could it be?” Nyarlathotep’s two long little legs dangled in mid-air. “The seals on Di Jun and Tai Yi are extremely heavy. Normally, unless they are completely destroyed or all the human emperors are sealed away, they simply cannot escape from their eternal slumber. However, the myriad races will not easily give up their rescue operation, so they have taken a great risk…”

"...They worship you, regarding you as the incarnations of Di Jun and Tai Yi," Luo Ye replied calmly.

"You knew all along, didn't you?" Nyarlathotep glared at him, completely oblivious to her status as a prisoner and a dying god. She pouted in dissatisfaction, but still revealed more information.

"In short, that's how it is. We, my kind, are worshipped as the incarnations of Di Jun and Tai Yi. Through this worship, our influence has expanded. Many plans... even though we don't usually have any plans... have all been able to operate smoothly. This has allowed us to successfully enter many universes and create a lot of chaos."

She glanced at Luo Ye.

“We love chaos, it’s in our nature. This was decided by my superior’s superior, and you should know who that is.”

Luo Ye's gaze shifted slightly downwards—she no longer knew Nyarlathotep, or rather, only this energetic Nyarlathotep had any superiors whose names she knew. However, she did know that the player holding the game possessed an entity she had arbitrarily named 'Outer God'. And this 'Outer God' player's greatest interest was creating chaos.

If the Creator is like this, then the tentacles it has cast into the multiverse can naturally only be of one kind. And since they are inherently inclined to create chaos, even if they had long ago discerned the sinister intentions behind the actions of all races, they would have gladly (if they even had such feelings) accepted them, incidentally creating present chaos and sowing the seeds for future chaos.

The fact that Dijun and Taiyi were reborn by possessing another's body was probably inevitable because of this.

But even if the plan of all races is successfully implemented, as the servants who hold the chess pieces, this 'chaos' should now be lingering over the resurrection plan of all races itself.

"Di Jun and Tai Yi... how much of them are still themselves?"

"Fifty or sixty percent? Two or three percent? Maybe one in a million? Who knows?" Nyarlathotep shrugged, feigning helplessness, but her eyes gleamed with schadenfreude. "Borrowing the body of one of my kind to be reborn, they will naturally become part of my kind. Perhaps they are fighting amongst themselves right now, or perhaps they wiped out all the other races outside."

"You don't know the situation of the battle?"

“Big sister, I’m already dead. How could I possibly know the situation of the battle?” Nyarlathotep sighed helplessly. “I’m a messenger, and messengers can’t just consume faith indiscriminately—what if it interferes with their duties?—So I can’t be the one to be reborn through possession. It’s quite obvious that if any race wants to carry out this plan, the first thing they’ll do when it’s successful is kill me.”

She made a beheading gesture.

"In a way that you can understand and I can describe. Just when you and I were fighting fiercely here, I was hit in the face by that blue bird's wing. All the books, stories, and even memories in the entire multiverse that recorded my name were wiped out in one blow. And the aftershocks of the erasure even traveled along my chaotic nature, which I could not correct, and even directly affected me here."

"So I'm going to die. Even if you try everything you can to save my life, I'm going to die soon anyway. Look, my hand is about to disappear." She raised her left hand, which was now just a sleeve, and the sleeve's structure was visibly disappearing.

“But you don’t intend to die like this, do you?” However, Luo Ye merely glanced at her, his gaze almost tangible, as if trying to see right through her. “If you really intend to die, I can’t stop you even if I try. And even if I do stop you and save you, I can’t save you from spending all this time here babbling on.”

“You just don’t want to die—you want to tell me something, you want to create one last chaotic moment before you die. It’s your nature, your nature, and I don’t think we need to waste our time here.”

She saw Nyaruko swell up like an inflated pufferfish, her light green eyes blinked, and her irises switched to a fan shape, successfully revealing three parts helplessness, three parts cunning, three parts scheming, and three parts exasperation—why would there be twelve parts such trivial matters that don't matter—in short, the final result was a complex expression.

"Honestly, you live like this, there's no fun in it at all."

She sighed.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

“There is an acquaintance of yours outside. He has successfully killed the Holy Emperor who was most able to restrain him and is planning to kill the other Holy Emperors. The current situation is that the First Emperor and the Last Emperor are fighting, while the other Holy Emperors are joining forces to fight your acquaintance. However, Di Jun and Tai Yi are fighting indiscriminately without any stance. The final result is very likely that your acquaintance will have the last laugh.”

She shrugged.

"You should know who that is, so I won't say his name. And you should also know that that person has the ability and karmic connection to participate in this war. So you should know what to do next."

She made a 'Kira Star☆' hand gesture.

"That guy's philosophy is to exterminate all extraordinary beings in the multiverse, sever all paths to transcendence, and ultimately kill himself to become an eternal seal, thus leaving only incapable, non-human mortals in the multiverse. In other words, in such a world, everything will be sealed away, making all variables impossible. You—"

"Don't you think that kind of future is very similar to your ideals?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her body completely collapsed and disintegrated. She died completely, yet miraculously left behind her last words.

"What...would you do?"

“The dreadful Miss Luo Ye.”

Section 31. Observations of Luo Ye

Yet another pantheon has fallen.

As Nyaruko died completely, the information about her in Luo Ye's mind rapidly faded and disappeared. She remembered an author named H.P. Lovecraft, and knew that his books served as a link between the supernatural, the sacred, and the world. However, the contents of those books were completely erased from her mind, and even a large portion of the titles became blurry and difficult to recall.

She couldn't even remember the image or name of the adversary she had fought for so many years; she only knew that it was completely dead. And apart from its death, the only thing left was the last message it conveyed, a message that had little to do with itself.

A familiar person.

People who are familiar with this game and are connected to the final battle of the Reincarnators.

Ha, who else but Adam could receive such an honor? Who else but the self-destructor who became a pawn of the Primal People could inflict such carnage outside of the final battle?

Only him, and it can only be him.

Because of their similar status, Luo Ye could easily understand Adam's form of existence—Adam's Way should have completely collapsed. And along with it, his completed obsession should have also collapsed. Therefore, he should now be the embodiment of the original human ideals within this multiverse, and no old ties can hinder him anymore, because he is now merely a seemingly self-aware blade, actually wielded and slashed by its master.

Adam is dead.

What remains is nothing more than a more complete wreckage than the ancient He Jun of the past. If the crimson torrent had not dimmed, and the influence of the Primal Man on that sub-multiverse was still at its peak, then he would probably have instantly become a great being of the inner universe level upon accepting his fate. And the current battle situation would likely not be as stalemated as it is now.

No—Luo Ye shook her head.

If the influence of the Primordial Humans were at its peak, Adam would be no match for Gu and Jun. It was precisely because the influence of the Primordial Humans weakened that Gu and Jun had the opportunity to break free from their bound fate. They were then qualified to descend from the realm of the Inner Universe to become Holy Emperors. And as their fortunes shifted, they would inevitably strive to diminish the influence of the Primordial Humans on this sub-multiverse.

Therefore, it was inevitable that the primordial man Adam could not become the inner universe. Before becoming the inner universe, he was merely touching the realm of the true god, and while scheming against his nemesis, he also actively accepted the plots of two inner universe saints. Furthermore, the initiator of this weakening was not limited to Gu and Jun; perhaps even Adam himself was a weight on this scale.

—If we overturn the foreword and consider the implications, Adam might still have a sliver of light left to cling to life. This might be why the original Adam would channel its power into this battlefield—it had to do so; it needed a sharp enough blade, yet one that wouldn't harm its own body, to help it sever that last remaining ray of light!

【I see……】

The Adam cast in was the one least compatible with the concept of 'primordial man' among the original Adams. He was a remnant of the divine Adam, or perhaps his way, or his obsession. In short, this was not something the original Adam could dispose of himself, and even if he actively stripped away this lingering light—perhaps in the eyes of the Holy Emperor who confronted him, such an action would be nothing more than a half-hearted attempt to bury his head in the sand.

It must cause that glimmer of light, that path, or even its own conviction to crumble. It must shatter Adam's ideals, dissolve his obsessions. And the most suitable way is to send him before his nemesis, whom he once defeated—if it fails, and Adam's part of the Celestial Team wins the final battle of the cycle of reincarnation, then this new resource can become its bargaining chip in its struggle against the Holy Emperors. And if it succeeds—

[—The complete disappearance of Adam, the captain of the Zetian God Team, signifies that the original Adam on the outer side has returned to his pure form. Even with the constraints of Gu and Jun, he can immediately establish the inner universe. From achieving his goal on the outer side—to slaughter the last Holy Emperor—to annihilate all extraordinary beings and all extrahuman beings within the multiverse, thus making the mortal race the eternal protagonist.]

"...So that's how it is. Regardless of victory or defeat, it ultimately profits the most. That despicable fellow, though I don't remember your real name, I fully understand your sinister intention to disgust me one last time before leaving. Ah, whether or not we kill Adam, the fate awaiting us reincarnators doesn't seem good. Alice and I are fine; we can simply hide in the Abyss of Death after completing our mission, but the others... the Supreme God can't withstand the power of the Inner Universe."

Luo Ye gently tapped her forehead.

The current situation is certainly not unsolvable—now that the cause and effect are known, all that's needed is to ensure that Adam can neither win nor die in this universe. Trapping him in an eternal labyrinth, so he can never escape—Chu Xuan has definitely already done that. However, the question is, how long can this method keep him trapped?

It may be long, it may be short. But in any case, it will never be permanent.

After all, for wise people, or those who consider themselves wise, the two fundamental principles of thinking are: never underestimate your opponent, and never assume that your plan will definitely succeed.

So... what should we do?

Luo Ye wanted to rub his forehead, but after much deliberation, he reluctantly lowered his hand. If Adam were to cooperate, perhaps constructing an eternal prison from which he truly couldn't escape wouldn't be impossible. But such an action would essentially be tantamount to Adam admitting defeat to Chu Xuan—he had already paid such a high price to defeat Chu Xuan, and how could he possibly compromise with Chu Xuan for such a trivial matter as his own survival?

This is incredibly difficult—almost unimaginably difficult, or to put it more bluntly, the probability is practically zero. In other words, the current situation is one of utter helplessness.

So much planning and preparation... yet in the end, it couldn't withstand absolute power.

[Very well, there's no distinction of skill before the players take the game. Since Shenqi's will can extend this far, the interference of the original humans is naturally unavoidable. Next—]

—It really is a case of taking it one step at a time.

She let out a long sigh, raised her hand, and gently pressed it down, stabilizing this part of history that no longer had, and needed no, additional variables, before leaving this universe.

Her adversaries have been utterly forgotten, and the historical memories of the ancient saints and star gods have been solidified. In their records, and in the records of this universe, the victory or defeat between the two primordial creators was ultimately determined by the triumph of logic and rules. The remains of the loser fell into the cosmic void, becoming intellect, becoming ownerless things, becoming the source of the souls of all beings.

This isn't exactly a bad thing—it merely strengthens the presence of the warp, making intelligent life in this universe inherently more prone to chaos and thus more susceptible to warp interference. Aside from that, there aren't any other significant changes—which are negligible even for the reincarnators. It only has some impact on the original inhabitants of this place.

But that's not important—at least not for many reincarnators. And having overlooked, or perhaps not overlooked, this small detail, Luo Ye was already amidst the myriad seas of this final battle against the multiverse.

What should I do? Luo Ye pondered and considered the matter.

She received a notification from Alice, learning about the current battle situation, and shared her intelligence in the message exchange—the Central Continent Team was performing reasonably well on this final battlefield. There had been no casualties yet, and the other Reincarnation Teams had been largely wiped out.

Ex is dead—or perhaps not, since the Supreme God doesn't announce the deaths of the defeated in this final battle. And as a reincarnator at the level of a true god, she certainly had trump cards up her sleeve to turn the tide—it's true that Patchouli destroyed her path, but her companions are still alive, and since her companions are still around, she can't be considered truly dead.

Yes, that's right, it doesn't count. Because Zhao Zhuikong and Zhao Yingkong's attack on Sesshouin Kihara wasn't a complete victory—because that Kihara herself was also at a level beyond the species. Based on this, the conclusion that Ex is merely a True God seems highly questionable.

In short, in Luo Ye's calculations, Ex was not disregarded as a 'retreat unit'. On the contrary, she valued this former captain of the Senzhou team even more—because she simply couldn't believe that Ex, who had once dominated the Moon World and caused her group so much trouble, had remained stuck at the True God level since that battle.

—This is so absurd that it's completely unacceptable. In Luo Ye's eyes, rather than believing that Exus was really killed by Patchouli in a way that caused the Dao to collapse, she thought that this guy was hiding some strange trick to turn the tables.

Is it a trap? Or is failure part of her plan? Tsk... former captain of the Morizu team. You really know how to cause us trouble.

—Her mind seemed to have grasped something, but ultimately found that the supporting elements of the clues were insufficient. And in the next moment, another noteworthy point entered her mind.

[And, the Demons also have an Axe—she and her team have been completely silent since the start of the war. Now that the final stage of the battle is drawing ever closer… perhaps I should include more variables.]

She randomly chose a universe and silently fell onto a very ordinary—but coincidentally, Earth—planet. She stood atop a sufficiently majestic mountain and pondered.

Her worries about Patchouli were unnecessary; anything she could think of, the other side would surely figure out as well after the intelligence was shared. Besides, she glanced briefly at the battlefield on the Zhao siblings' side and concluded that the two assassins were chasing Sesshouin Kiara in the Seas—not exactly playing around, given the overlap between the source world lines, it was a serious brawl. However, judging from the current situation, it seemed unlikely that a victor would be decided anytime soon.

She glanced at Sirin again—Sirin's side hadn't even started fighting yet; they were still in the stage of mutual probing, or Sirin unilaterally alerting the enemy. That stubborn girl had already locked Luo Yinglong's aura into a complex chain of about thirty universes of different sizes. And now she was slowly expanding her influence, or rather, the erosion phenomenon, in a way similar to slow poison, forcing Luo Yinglong's Atlantis team out.

She sensed the future, but didn't detect any information from the other side of the timeline—it seemed Luo Yinglong and his group also possessed combat power at least equivalent to a transcendent being. Therefore, the method of directly erasing them by jumping through timelines became unusable at this moment.

There was no way around it; formidable opponents always have their own tricks up their sleeves. The hidden power in Luo Yinglong's possession didn't surprise her much. On the contrary, she was somewhat anticipating it. If the source of cultivation, Jun, had died in the outer battle of the Holy Emperors before Luo Yinglong was exposed, would Luo Yinglong, who had climbed his way up through cultivation methods, undergo a radical transformation?

She became slightly interested.

After all, she only remembers seven Holy Emperors left. Gu, Jun, and Pei Jiao, each forming their own faction; Houtu from the Primordial Heavenly Realm; Bingfeng and Dijun from the myriad races; and Adam, the Primordial Human who opposes all those suppressed—their fighting strength is not entirely equal, and unexpected developments could erupt at any time.

—Perhaps it has already erupted, who knows.

Luo Ye blinked, letting her thoughts wander aimlessly in a state of confusion—she realized that instead of interfering in other people's battles and introducing variables, it was better to sit here calmly and guard against unforeseen events.

Moreover—her gaze was fixed on the starry sky beyond the giant rock.

As the daughter of Gaia, she did not believe that her arrival here was due to any accident.

Beyond her sight, a group of familiar faces were playing house (in her eyes) – those were the other members of the Central Continent Team whose combat strength was slightly below standard. And they were currently in the midst of a battle.

Fighting against individuals who are... dead, or who never existed at all.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Reliving Old Dreams

what is that?

It is something that has died, has failed, and has been defeated by the members of Team Central.

They are zombies from Resident Evil, aliens from starships, vengeful spirits from cities, corpses from ancient tombs, swarms of insects from alien planets, life forms from fantasy, legions from outer realms, and gods from the universe—all the adversaries that the reincarnators of the Central Continent Team have ever fought against.

They should have died in the source worldline of the Central Continent Team members, but what created them was not just the Central Continent Team's contact—every world chosen by the Supreme God was more or less influenced by the celestial beings and saints of the Outer Chaia Multiverse. And when all these influences were eliminated, those adversaries who should have died in the source worldline of the Central Continent Team members also ushered in a new fate due to the loss of elements and re-editing.

Some simply died—like the Lord of the Rings universe. Luo Ye remembered that in the Lord of the Rings universe there existed a supreme creator god and a antagonistic god. However, now, those most powerful dualistic gods had completely vanished with the changing tides of war in Gaia. And since the creator is dead, will the gods he created still be as depicted in the original script?

No, at least not in Luo Ye's eyes.

In the Lord of the Rings universe, what Luo Ye remembered was that the gods were called the Valar and the Maiar. The power of these gods and lesser gods changed with the death of their creator—some gods became very weak, so weak that Logandao could kill them with a single slap. Others became very strong, so strong that Zhang Jie and Ba Wang had to join forces to defeat them.

The past has been changed, and the members of the Middle Continent Team, who are not yet of the Transcendent Species type, must adapt to this change. The simplest way to adapt is to fight in the timeline and slay all the story monsters or enemies that hinder their original world line.

Luo Ye rubbed her temples. As a transcendent being and one of the four highest-ranking beings, she hadn't really noticed this small change. It's like how the sun doesn't feel the impact of a comet—because a comet, essentially an ice ball, evaporates upon approaching the sun—just as a transcendent being of the four highest-ranking nature, her source worldline was constantly and passively expanding. This meant that these small variables generated within her source worldline often vanished before she could even observe them.