The abyss of consciousness, a battlefield composed of data and rules.

Xie Chen's divine consciousness burned, pouring all his existence, will, and obsessive love for Su Nian—a love that transcended the rules—into the invisible "Spear of Rules." The light condensing at the spearhead was no longer simply gold, but rather displayed a primordial color, like the dawn of chaos, containing infinite possibilities. The fluctuations it emitted caused the surrounding ocean of data formed by the will of the main gods to boil and evaporate!

This strike will transcend victory or defeat, directly defining the ultimate answer to "existence" and "end"!

The cold pulsation of the God's core reached its peak, and countless more complex and vicious gray chains condensed again, containing ultimate concepts such as "existence of nothingness," "emotional paradox," and "self-denial." Like tentacles of despair, they surged madly toward Xie Chen, and also intensified their erosion and coverage of Su Nian's consciousness!

"Clear...abnormalities...execute zeroing..." The cold command, like a leech, burrowed into every corner of Su Nian's consciousness.

Su Nian's illusory figure trembled violently, her eyes switching wildly between clarity and confusion, her outstretched hand hovering in mid-air, caught between a rock and a hard place, enduring excruciating pain.

Just as the thousands of gray chains were about to engulf Xie Chen, and Su Nian's consciousness was about to be completely overwhelmed—

Suddenly, a resolute light, as if it were the culmination of all the power of reincarnation, burst forth from Su Nian's eyes, which were filled with intense struggle!

She didn't passively resist the overriding command, but rather... actively transformed all her memories, all her emotions, and all the reality belonging to the existence of "Su Nian" into a torrent, crashing back against the cold will of the main god!

"I am not your sample! Not your pawn!" Her consciousness cried out silently, each word bearing the imprint of her entanglement with Xie Chen in various worlds. "My memories, my emotions, my 'needs'—this is my 'rule'!"

She recalled her identity as an astronomical writer, and the core of the stories about love and salvation she had sketched in her pen. In this battle against gods and rules that transcended comprehension, perhaps her only and most powerful weapon was precisely what her original identity had given her—her understanding and belief in "emotion" itself!

She didn't try to decipher the God's logic, nor did she try to fight against that immense power of rules. She simply used the real, fervent, even distorted, yet incredibly firm "emotional connection" between herself and Xie Chen, like the most precise scalpel, to pierce the most incomprehensible and incompatible part of the God's core logic of absolute rationality and absolute order—the bug!

"Love," a power that cannot be quantified or logically deduced, yet can create miracles and subvert rules, is itself the greatest "abnormality" and "virus" to a pure rule-based entity like the Supreme God!

"puff--!"

It sounded like the soft popping of a bubble.

The gray chains that surged toward Xie Chen, upon encountering Su Nian's torrent of pure "emotional truth," trembled and twisted violently as if encountering a natural enemy, and then... collapsed inch by inch, starting from the most basic logical units! It wasn't shattered by force, but rather because its own logic couldn't parse or be compatible with this "abnormality," leading to the collapse of its core operations!

For the first time, the cold, synthesized electronic voice of the Supreme God was distorted and filled with noise: "Error! Unable to resolve variables! The logic core has encountered an unknown conflict! Protocol... protocol failure..."

The cold commands that covered Su Nian's consciousness also loosened and disintegrated!

Now!

A fierce glint flashed in Xie Chen's eyes! What he had been waiting for was the moment when Su Nian broke free of her cage and confirmed her true self!

The spear of rules, which embodied everything about him and was ultimately perfected by Su Nian's "emotional truth," moved!

There was no earth-shattering fanfare, only an absolute and unquestionable "definition"!

The Spear of Rules ignored space and time, ignored all remaining data defenses, and "appeared" directly in the very center of the God's massive data core!

Then--

It wasn't an explosion, it wasn't destruction.

It's "overwrite"! It's "rewrite"!

With that primordial color as its core, countless new rules, containing "free will," "true emotions," and "infinite possibilities," spread like wildfire, faster than the speed of light, toward every data unit and every rule chain in the core of the main god!

The core of the main god emitted an unprecedented, shrill, and piercing roar, as if countless worlds were simultaneously wailing! Its absolutely rational structure was being forcibly injected with the variable of "emotion," its all-controlling order was being covered by the rule of "freedom," and its eternally unchanging coldness was being melted by the temperature of "possibility"!

It tried to rebel and restart the "Zero Protocol," but it discovered that the underlying rules upon which it depended were being replaced by new rules defined by Xie Chen and Su Nian, centered on their bond...

"No—!!!" The Supreme God let out a final roar filled with resentment and incomprehension.

The next moment, the massive core, composed of data and rules, began to disintegrate and melt from the inside out, like ice and snow thrown into a raging fire, transforming into countless flowing, warmly glowing new rule foundations that vanished into the abyss of consciousness.

It wasn't "killed," but rather... "transformed." From a cold, all-controlling program, it became nourishment that fosters new rules and breeds infinite possibilities.

The abyss of consciousness began to tremble violently, and then slowly dissipated like a faded oil painting.

Su Nian felt a gentle yet powerful force envelop her weakened consciousness, gently pulling her out of this collapsing space.

She "opened her eyes" and found herself back in the fragments of the Starfall God Realm, still inside the golden cocoon of light protecting her. Xie Chen stood outside the cocoon, his face pale from exhaustion, but his eyes, looking at her, shone with an astonishing brightness, surging with the ecstasy of surviving a catastrophe, a love that ran deep in his bones, and a kind of... a devout tenderness after everything had settled down.

He reached out and lightly touched the cocoon of light with his fingertips. The cocoon of light, like a bubble in the sunlight, vanished silently.

He stepped forward and pulled her into a tight, tight embrace, so tight he felt he wanted to crush her into his very bones. His body trembled slightly, his warm breath brushing against her neck, carrying a profound sense of peace and security, like something lost and then regained.

"Su Nian..." he whispered her name, over and over again, as if reciting the only divine oracle in the world.

Su Nian hugged him, feeling his real heartbeat and body temperature. Her tense nerves finally relaxed completely, and tears welled up uncontrollably, soaking his shirt. It was a mixture of fear, joy, and the weariness and happiness of finally reaching the other side after overcoming countless hardships.

"We...won?" she asked, her voice trembling with tears.

"Mmm." Xie Chen gently stroked the top of her head with his chin, his voice deep and certain, "We've won. From now on, no god can bind us."

He paused, cupped her face in his hands, and wiped away her tears, his gaze focused and tender: "Thank you, Su Nian. Thank you... for choosing me." Thank you for holding onto your true self in the final moments, for using the most precious "truth" between them to shatter the cold rules.

Su Nian looked at him, at this man who had transformed from a domineering and obsessive madman into a clumsy "patient" learning to love, and now into a god who overturned the rules and restored order for her. Her heart was filled with an indescribable sense of fulfillment. She tiptoed and kissed his lips.

This was a kiss devoid of any calculation or purpose, purely born of love and joy.

After the kiss ended, Su Nian leaned against him, looking at the dilapidated yet slowly self-repairing divine realm around her, and softly asked, "So... where do we go next?"

Xie Chen looked down at her, a smile flashing in his eyes. That smile carried the unique capriciousness of a god, as well as the ultimate tenderness and doting that he showed only to her.

“Go home,” he said.

"Go back to our home."

"An ordinary world without missions, without scheming, just you and me."

He embraced her waist, and divine power flowed through his body once more. But this time, it was no longer the sharpness of battle, but a gentle power filled with creation and protection.

The fragments of the Starfall God Realm slowly faded away behind them, like a stage backdrop that had completed its mission.

The surrounding scenery began to blur and shift like an ink painting. The cold stars and magnificent nebulae were gradually replaced by warm sunlight, bustling traffic, and the familiar modern city skyline.

They stood on an ordinary, sunny city street. Pedestrians hurried by, cars streamed by, and the rich aroma of coffee wafted from the cafes—everything was filled with the authenticity and warmth of everyday life.

Su Nian stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar modern scene, as if she had just woken from a bizarre and long dream.

Xie Chen took her hand, their fingers intertwined, and looked down at her with eyes so tender they could drown everything: "Do you like it? I reconstructed it according to the 'home' in your memory. Although my power hasn't fully recovered, it's enough to maintain such a world."

Su Nian looked at him, at this man who had stepped down from his divine position for her sake, willingly confined to the mundane realities of life, and her heart was filled with immense happiness and emotion.

She squeezed his hand back tightly, her face beaming with a smile brighter than the sun.

"like."

"As long as you're here, anywhere is home."

The war to kill the gods has come to an end.

Their eternal love story has only just begun to be written in this ordinary daily life.

(End of Chapter 172)

(Volume Nine, "Killing Gods for You," End)

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Volume 10 Preview: My God

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"Sweetie, go wash the dishes first."