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Manwei, who had been ignored for so long, showed no anger. Instead, he remained respectful and devout. Now that he had received permission, he showed a hint of excitement on his face.

"May I ask Your Majesty, why do you maintain such a pure humanity?"

"It's a question about humanity and divinity. It's nothing, just a choice. The ultimate in humanity is to always maintain humanity. No matter how strong you are, you will still have human joy, anger, sorrow, and grief. This may become a weakness, but it is precisely these characteristics that make us human."

"As for the ultimate form of divinity, it is to become the world itself, to become the world consciousness, the will of the universe, or something like that. It is high above, indifferent and ruthless, looking down on all living beings with an equal perspective. This path is purer and more ruthless. Apart from that, there is really no difference."

Manwë, the Lord of the Gods, fell silent. He hadn't cared much about humanity before, after all, he was the King of the Valar, the Lord of the Gods, and the strongest being under Ilúvatar, the Creator God. He should be a god, and was destined to be a god.

But if one were to transform into that inhuman, ultimate god, disregarding everything and no longer caring about anything, what would be the point?

Ilúvatar seemed to understand something as well: "In that case, the path of humanity seems more appropriate."

"That's not necessarily the case. These two don't necessarily have to be chosen one or the other. Humanity and divinity are intertwined, which is actually the commonality of most powerful beings in my world. However, the most powerful being in my world is the ultimate divinity."

OAA, a guy whose face is unknown and who never shows his face, who would believe that he has any humanity?

At that moment, all the gods present realized that divinity is purer and easier to reach its ultimate state, while humanity is more diverse and colorful. However, if one does not care about these differences, the intertwining of these elements makes it more universal.

"Brilliant words," exclaimed Ilúvatar, the creator god.

Locke turned to Ilúvatar, the creator goddess, and asked, "Ilúvatar, what is the purpose of your summons?"

The creator goddess Ilúvatar looked at Locke, a rare hint of solemnity appearing in her eyes: "Lord Locke, not long ago, based on the advanced mystical knowledge I obtained from you, I vaguely gained some insights. I sensed a vast and boundless power, seemingly originating from the depths of the vast and distant universe."

Locke stared in astonishment at the creator goddess Ilúvatar: "You can actually sense the power of the universe?"

"Cosmic power—is this the truth behind that vast energy?"

Locke nodded: "Cosmic energy, the most vast and profound energy in the universe, a Godfather-level existence. If one wants to achieve a higher level of individual existence, one needs to draw upon cosmic energy to condense a body of laws."

The creator goddess Ilúvatar's eyes lit up instantly. Not only that, but the gods who had come down also pricked up their ears, listening carefully to this truly advanced and mysterious knowledge.

"Being able to sense cosmic energy, Ilúvatar, proves that you have met the minimum requirements for impacting a single entity. However, if you rashly attempt to impact it now, there is a 99% chance that you will perish on the spot."

The creator goddess Ilúvatar did not question it, but instead breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder, I have been feeling a deadly sense of crisis all along, it seems that it was not my imagination."

Locke said calmly, "When your comprehension of the laws reaches 60%, you can access the energy of the universe and try to break through to a single entity. However, the best outcome of doing so is that you will at best lose your brain, and if you are unlucky, your soul may be annihilated."

"The Celestials I told you about before, those terrifying races that are born as individuals, they receive cosmic energy at the moment of their birth. Even such an extraordinary race has many members who die at this stage."

The creator goddess Ilúvatar's expression hardened: "Lord Locke, may I ask what the success rate is for attacking a single target?"

"How big?" This question stumped Locke, because as far as he knew, no single entity in the Marvel universe seemed to have truly climbed up step by step. They were either special races like the Celestials, or they became dimensional masters at the single-entity level by using the power of dimensions.

Perhaps ancient gods like Sithon and the Triune Vishanti ascended to their positions step by step, but those are too ancient, and only God knows the specifics.

“Ilúvatar, I cannot answer that question. I can only tell you that one of my father-in-laws now controls eight laws simultaneously, and several of them have reached 50% control. He has even condensed the eight laws into one to form a special Odin power. However, he dares not attempt to attack a single law, even as his lifespan is nearing its end.”

Silence, a long silence, filled the hall with an inexplicably oppressive atmosphere.

This answer not only dealt a heavy blow to the ambitious I367 Luvita, who was determined to make a breakthrough in single-target attacks, but also caused the gods present to change color.

Although they may never reach the level to challenge a single individual in their lifetime, not reaching it is one thing, but knowing that the path leads to certain death is another.

The creator goddess Ilúvatar suddenly raised her head, staring intently at Locke: "Lord Locke, your world must have many individual entities. How did they succeed?"

"Some are born into a race, existing as individuals from birth; some become dimensional masters by using dimensional power; some are born extraordinary; some even become individuals at the age of four."

The phrases "born as a single being" and "at four years old as a single being" immediately caused the gods present to lose their composure. That was a realm that the Mother Goddess Ilúvatar had risked her life for, with a very slim chance of success. Yet, some beings were born with it, and some could achieve it at the age of four. It was truly a case of gods being more infuriating than gods themselves.

“Ilúvatar, as a friend’s advice, becoming a dimensional lord should be a good path for you. However, I am not sure if there are large dimensions in your universe that can become a single Daedric God.”

The creator goddess Ilúvatar shook her head. Who could say for sure about something as unpredictable as this, which was a matter of luck?

Suddenly, a Vili below stood up, bowed respectfully, and said, "Your Majesty, may I ask a question?"

Locke swept his gaze over them: "Speak."

Veri was immediately delighted, and then cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, what path do you intend to choose?"

Upon hearing this, Ilúvatar's eyes lit up like never before.

"Me?" Locke smiled inexplicably: "You cannot choose my path."

As he spoke, he tapped lightly with one finger, and a strange power coiled around his fingertip.

"I cultivate supreme power. Once this power is developed to its limit, it is enough to tear apart an ordinary single object. The influence of cosmic energy on me is not too great."

"Most importantly, I have more than one kind of power."

It was scorching hot, incredibly hot, and the entire hall seemed to heat up at that moment.

Ilúvatar, in particular, stared intently at the crimson power emanating from Locke's fingertips.

Locke asked with interest, "Ilúvatar, do you also want this power?"

The creator goddess Ilúvatar suddenly came to her senses: "This is your power, of course I..."

"No, no, no~" Locke waved one finger: "I don't mind that you crave this power, in fact, giving you this power wouldn't be a problem, but you need to bear the price of accepting this power~"

The creator god Ilúvatar's expression hardened. He had a vague feeling that this price might be even more terrifying than simply attacking a single target; otherwise, the other party wouldn't have said that.

"Behind this power lies a multiverse, an existence that transcends the single entity. It feeds on this power, and from the moment you acquired it, you automatically placed yourself on its menu. Now, do you, or all of you, still crave it?"

"Sigh~"

Even powerful figures like Vera and Veri couldn't help but gasp at this moment.

Chapter Ninety-One: Fight a Battle

Looking at the crimson energy swirling around Locke's fingertips, the gods had different expressions: some were wary, some were in awe, and some even had a hint of...desire.

The gods are not fools, and they wouldn't question Locke's words, but the fact that Locke is alive and well clearly means he has a way to extricate himself from the 'menu'.

However, despite their understanding, no Vala or Vali was foolish enough to ask this question directly, not even the creator goddess Ilúvatar.

Touching someone's deepest secrets can turn even the closest friends into enemies; no one is stupid.

The creator goddess Ilúvatar pondered for a long, long time, and suddenly, she spoke, looking intently at Locke: "Lord Locke, would you be willing to have a contest with me?"

"Since my birth, I have never fought against an existence of the same level, and I am very curious about the power you possess."

Locke looked at the creator goddess Ilúvatar and suddenly smiled. The battle was certainly not fought for nothing, and he had some idea of ​​what Ilúvatar was thinking.

“A fight is no problem, and I’d like to see what you’re capable of, Ilúvatar.”

"However, with our strength, if we were to engage in a full-scale battle, this world would collapse completely in no more than ten minutes."

"Of course, you can fight in the starry sky, but right now, can your true form leave this world?"

The creator goddess Ilúvatar smiled slightly: "That's fine too. Although it can't last too long, one battle is enough."

"In that case, shall we begin?"

"Okay~"

"boom!!!!"

In an instant, the whole world trembled!

Suddenly, a terrifying rift appeared in the sky above, stretching across the heavens!

The next moment, a pair of enormous eyes appeared in the sky, overlooking the entire world, and uttered a voice as awe-inspiring as the might of the heavens.

"Ilúvatar, reveal your true form, let me see it~"

"Of course I won't disappoint you."

At this moment, countless powerful beings throughout the Lord of the Rings world were awed by the awe-inspiring divine might emanating from the heavens above.

An elderly dwarf knelt on the ground in fear, crying out, "Gods, are you going to destroy the world?"

Sauron, the Demon King who brought fear to the entire continent, stared in horror at the sky, his lips trembling: "What, what kind of being is that?"

Morgoth, the true strongest being of the Rubik's Cube, the leader of Sauron, and the brother of Manwë, the Lord of the Gods, also awoke from the darkness, his gaze trembling as he peered at the heavens.

"The creator gods, powerful beings at the level of creator gods are clashing!"

.........

In the vast starry sky, countless stars are scattered and revolve in various directions. Among them, there is a most enormous star. Unlike other barren stars, this star is full of life and vitality. Even from outer space, the seas, mountains, and creatures on this star can be seen in their entirety.

At this moment, this star suddenly released endless radiant starlight. The next instant, the entire star bloomed completely like a flower, and a figure as luminous as light emerged from the star.

Looking at the deity before him, whose entire body shone like starlight and whose size resembled a star, Locke's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"I never imagined that Ilúvatar, you were actually a Star God!"

Star Gods are born from the stars. The Celestial Gods are similar in that they can be understood as a lower-level Celestial God.

Alternatively, the Celestials might be some kind of evolved form of the Star Gods.

The voice of the creator god Ilúvatar remained gentle: "This demeanor should not disappoint you."

"Disappointed? How could I be disappointed!"

"I'm so excited!"

"Ilúvatar, I'm going to get serious now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast crimson light surged forth, instantly transforming a starry sky into a crimson ocean. Within it, Locke's figure grew visibly, becoming almost the same size as the creator god Ilúvatar in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, an ice-blue artifact gauntlet appeared on his hand, with the four colors of time green, space blue, chaos red, and phoenix crimson intertwined to form a magnificent scene.

Not only that, a suit of armor appeared out of thin air on Locke's body. In an instant, countless mysterious runes bloomed on the armor, and the next moment, it transformed into a set of golden divine armor.

Destroyer Armor, Battle Mode!

At this moment, Locke is in his true fighting stance!

Two colossal figures, one resembling an incarnation of starlight, the other radiating golden light like an immortal war god!

In an instant, the two giants were locked in battle.

Boom! Boom! Boom…

A terrifying power poured out, spreading wildly in all directions. The vast starry sky was distorted, and small meteorites were instantly shattered by the combined force of the two forces!

Suddenly, the Creator God reached out and grabbed a star from a short distance away, slamming it down on Locke.

boom! ! ! !

A terrifying explosion rang out, and the entire star shattered completely in an instant.

The next moment, a high-pitched cry resounded through the starry sky, and an enormous phoenix phantom instantly condensed into form, rushing towards the starlight avatar opposite with a long howl. Along the way, everything was instantly annihilated into nothingness, and even the starry sky was destroyed, leaving a long scar like a celestial river.

The creator god Ilúvatar was greatly shocked, and the vast power within her surged, transforming into layers of barriers strong enough to protect a planet.

However, faced with the attack of this phoenix phantom, no matter how many layers of barriers there were, they were completely pierced in an instant.

At the critical moment, the vast power of laws accumulated by the creator god Ilúvatar over countless years surged forth, forming layers of legal protection that blocked the phoenix phantom until only the last barrier remained.

Before the creator goddess Ilúvatar could even breathe a sigh of relief, the long cries of phoenixes echoed once more through the starry sky, and countless phantom images of phoenixes filled the heavens.

The next moment, it swooped down towards Ilúvatar, the creator god.

One second, two seconds...

The Lord of the Rings world, the Elven kingdom of Lothlórien.

The gods felt the terrifying fluctuations that they could vaguely sense. Even a single wave of those fluctuations was enough to make the Vera and Veri tremble with fear.

Among all the gods, only Manwë, the lord of the gods, could vaguely glimpse the battle through the endless starry sky.

"Brother Manwe, tell me, how is the battle going?" Vera, who was short-tempered, wished she could replace Manwe.

Manwei's gaze was incredibly intense, his eyes brimming with powerful divine energy.

"They're too powerful! Whether it's the Creator God or that mysterious being, they're both incredibly powerful!"

"The Creator God actually grabbed a planet and hurled it at the opponent. It's unbelievable that the Creator God, who is like the mother of all things, has such a violent side."

"Wait, what is that? And what is that phantom that looks like a divine bird? Oh no..."

"Pfft!" Manwei, the Lord of the Gods, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Manwe, what's wrong!"

Wiping away the blood, Manwei said in an extremely complicated tone, "Is that what is called supreme power? I was burned just by looking at it. What a terrifying power."

"Is such power truly something that His Holiness the Creator God can withstand?"

The atmosphere at the scene momentarily froze.

Judging from Manwë's words, it's not hard to tell that the creator goddess Ilúvatar seems to be at a disadvantage and may lose!