Chapter 187 Concept Obliteration, Domination Ends
The clear, gentle, and seemingly murderous "Immortal Reincarnation·Original Light" ignored all obstacles on the battlefield in a mysterious way that transcended spatial distance and the flow of time, and flowed straight towards the huge and twisted existence at the other end of the battlefield - the "Lord of Nirvana", which still exuded a suffocating breath of despair and doom.
Wherever the light stream passed, the remaining monsters melted like ice and snow, and the chaotic energy was smoothed and calmed. Even the floating wreckage of warships, corroded by the law of "the end," quickly lost its distortion and filth, returning to its most basic form of metal and material. Like a silent, absolutely powerful brush, it repainted the war painting filled with chaos, destruction, and despair into a clear, orderly, and vibrant background.
The Lord of Annihilation's massive torso, a madly intertwined mass of endless darkness and distorted light, constantly collapsing and reassembling, had already experienced an unnatural stagnation the moment the Primordial Light appeared. However, when the light stream truly flowed towards Him, this stagnation was instantly broken, replaced by a violent, uncontrollable distortion and boiling that seemed to stem from the instinct of life!
That twisted will that had always been filled with coldness and indifference, treating everything as straw dogs and the end as its destination, for the first time clearly revealed unprecedented shock and anger, as well as... a trace of fear that came from the foundation of its existence, which even it itself might not have noticed!
"Impossible... The original... power... has long been... dormant... It should not... reappear in this... apocalyptic world...!"
He let out a twisted, piercing roar. His voice was no longer the indifferent whisper that pronounced his fate, but instead was filled with the fury and disbelief of a profound offense, a subversion of perception, and the perception of a mortal threat. As a twisted being formed after the Fallen God of Light was eroded by the core of the Void, his fragments of fundamental memory vaguely revealed the terrifying power that represented the universe's initial affirmation of existence and contained the ultimate secrets of life. It was practically the absolute nemesis of his incarnation of the End!
The instinct to survive (or rather, to maintain its twisted existence) overwhelmed everything else. Countless tentacles, woven from the deepest darkness and the most dazzling, twisted light, converged, entwined, and compressed at an unprecedented speed. In front of its massive body, it coalesced into a shield so vast it could obscure half a galaxy, its surface crisscrossed with runes of the "Law of the End," representing the laws of collapse, decay, and the end of all matter and energy—the Shield of Despair! This shield was the embodiment of the "Lord of Annihilation" mobilizing all its power over the "End," the ultimate manifestation of the destructive force accumulated after devouring countless worlds and annihilating billions of stars. On its surface, the afterimages of countless worlds seemed to wail and crumble, emanating an aura that plunged any living being into eternal despair. With this ultimate defense, embodied in the concept of "the End," it attempted to block the seemingly insignificant and unimposing stream of clear light.
However, when the gentle front end of "Immortal Reincarnation·Original Light" gently touched the shield that condensed endless despair and the power of the end, the expected earth-shaking collision of laws and energy annihilation did not occur.
There was no roar of explosion, no ripples of impact, and not even a trace of energy leakage.
The massive Shield of Despair, imbued with the Law of the End, seemed to have met its nemesis. The moment it came into contact with the light, it began a silent, conceptual disintegration and dissolution. The darkness and distorted light that formed the shield's substance, the chaotic, collapsed structure of laws representing "the end" within it, were forcibly invaded, interfered with, straightened out, and returned to its source by the higher laws of "existence" and "order" contained in the "primordial light." The wailing afterimages of the world seemed to be liberated, dissipating into pure points of memory; the runes representing "the end" quickly blurred and faded like ink soaked by water, the true meaning of the laws they contained being fundamentally altered and overwritten.
The whole process was eerily quiet.
In less than three breaths, the shield that was enough to make even the strongest people in the Supreme Realm feel despair completely collapsed and dissipated under the continuous and gentle "illumination" of the "Original Light", and turned into the most basic and harmless basic energy particles that permeated the universe, as if it had never existed.
The stream of light, still maintaining its steady speed, penetrated the original location of the dissipated shield and continued to flow towards the huge and twisted core of the "Lord of Annihilation", getting closer and closer.
“Roar! The origin… rejects… my ‘existence’… is not recognized!!”
The Lord of Annihilation let out a roar that shook the entire starry sea, filled with extreme pain, violence, and a hint of barely concealed panic. This time, he clearly sensed that the goal of this stream of light wasn't simply to destroy his form or drain his energy—those weren't fatal to him. This stream of light was directly affecting the very concept of his existence!
He is the embodiment of the End, the vanguard of the Nothingness's erosion of Existence. The foundation of his existence is the concept of the End, which originates from the core of the Nothingness and represents the end of all things, the return of all to a dead silence. However, at this moment, wherever this "Original Light" passes, the concept of the End, which constitutes the foundation of his existence, is being forcibly erased, overwritten, and reset by a more fundamental and supreme force! It feels like a wrong answer written on paper being mercilessly erased by a pen with absolute authority, leaving no trace.
He struggled frantically, mobilizing all the power of the Law of the End within him in a final attempt of resistance. A denser darkness, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, and a more glaring light, representing distortion and collapse, surged like a flood bursting through a dam, madly rushing towards the seemingly faint stream of light, attempting to erode it with endless death and nothingness, assimilating it, dragging it into the abyss of the end.
However, all these struggles were in vain.
The moment the torrent of darkness touched the stream of light, it melted away silently like boiling soup poured on snow; the distorted light tried to pollute the stream of light, but was instead purified by the pure "existence" concept contained in the stream of light, and turned into nourishment to nourish the new laws.
The "Original Light" moved forward unswervingly and finally touched the core area of the huge body of the "Lord of Nirvana".
"laugh--"
Like a red-hot iron burning into ice and snow.
The Lord of Annihilation's massive form, a tangle of light and darkness, constantly twisting and shifting, began to fade and disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye under the illumination of the stream of light. Vast swathes of darkness peeled and evaporated like ignited filth; the distorted light quickly dissipated like mist exposed to the scorching sun. His form, like an oil painting doused in a potent bleaching agent, its colors and contours rapidly vanished.
His final roar had become intermittent, filled with an utter unwillingness and a sense of absurdity and disbelief. He could not accept that he, a being that symbolized the end, that caused countless worlds to tremble, that could corrupt and corrupt even the God of Light, would ultimately meet his own...end in such a way that he was completely "negated," "erased" from the conceptual level.
"I... am... ultimately... nothing... How can I... be possessed by... something..."
The final whisper, filled with confusion and resentment, completely dissipated in the cold starry sky.
The despairingly vast shadow, completely enveloped and continuously washed away by the clear stream of light, finally... vanished completely within this star region. No debris remained, no energy escaped. Its corrosive will, along with all the rules and concepts of erosion, destruction, and doom it brought with it, was purified and reset. It was as if its existence, from beginning to end, had been merely a minor "error" in the operation of the universe, about to be corrected.
The sea of stars suddenly became clear.
The suffocating and desperate pressure of the end that had been weighing on the hearts of all living beings suddenly disappeared.
With the complete annihilation of the Lord of Annihilation, the wreckage and fragments of the laws of countless worlds devoured and annihilated by it, illuminated by the gentle afterglow of the Primordial Light, which lingered for a moment, seemed to undergo subtle changes. At the tiniest, almost imperceptible level of particles, the tiniest "seeds" representing the laws of life and hope seemed to be reactivated, flickering with faint yet tenacious light. Like ancient spores dormant beneath the frozen earth, nourished by the warm spring breeze and rain, they began to nurture the potential for new life. Perhaps, eons from now, from these ruins, new life will be born, and new civilizations will evolve. The end of destruction is also the beginning of rebirth. This is the supreme philosophy embodied in reincarnation and the Primordial, transcending simple opposites.
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