White sky, white clouds, white grass, white flowers, white leaves, white trees, white stones, white rivers, white birds and beasts, white insects and fish.
This is a world of pure white, the only difference being that the white varies only in shades; even the patterns and textures on the stones are only visible due to differences in shade. It is precisely this that allows everything in this world to be distinguished.
Along the white riverbank, angelic women with white wings, dressed in white, with long white hair and pale skin, were washing their white clothes and armor in the white water, their joyful laughter echoing from the riverbank. Little angels, following their parents, played and frolicked along the riverbank.
Angels fly effortlessly, gracefully, and lovers whisper sweet nothings to each other. This place is peaceful and beautiful, just like a true paradise.
Suddenly, the peaceful, beautiful, and tranquil atmosphere was shattered. The earth roared and trembled, the milky-white river surged and boiled, and the white trees swayed violently, toppling in all directions. Fish, insects, birds, and beasts cried out in terror, leaping out of the river, and animals scattered in panic. Even the angels flying in the sky lost their balance and fell from the sky, as if the very air itself was vibrating.
What happened?
"How can there be earthquakes in the Plane of Light?"
The angel women stared in disbelief as the tranquility vanished, while the playful little angels ran back to their mothers in fear.
"Click click click..."
A sound like shattering glass echoed throughout this white world. Large cracks began to appear in the sky, like shattered glass, with jet-black spatial rifts spreading across it. This also introduced a different color into this otherwise white world: black, an utterly pure black.
This is the color of the spatial rift. Because it devours light, it makes people think they see black. In reality, it's not a color, but rather that as far as the eye can see, there is nothing, not even light; there is only pitch blackness.
"Oh my god! What's going on?"
"Why are there so many spatial rifts?"
"Could it be that this Dimension of Light is about to collapse?"
Seeing the spatial rifts constantly breaking open in the sky and all around, the angels were terrified and fled towards the city with their little angels.
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"What exactly happened? Why did this happen?"
Inside the Temple of Light, Alpha, the chief god of light with twelve wings on his back, looked through the temple's doors at the spatial rifts scattered throughout the outside world, feeling the entire space trembling violently, his expression extremely solemn.
"God, the Plane of Light is about to collapse; spatial rifts are everywhere. What should we do?"
An eight-winged angel rushed into the temple, kneeling and asking anxiously, "If space collapses, all the angels in the entire Plane of Light will be crushed and torn apart by the collapsing space; all angels will die."
"Gather the people first. Immediately contact the Pope and have them prepare for a large-scale angelic descent ceremony." Upon hearing this, Alpha immediately gave the order. However, there was no other way; these planes of light were riddled with spatial rifts, making it impossible to open rifts to other worlds and planes to escape. Now, the only option was to abandon their physical bodies.
"Yes." Upon hearing this, the eight-winged angel immediately went to convey the will of the God of Light.
"Pfft!" A hand clad in black armor pierced through the chest of the eight-winged angel, snatched out his Heart of Light, and crushed it into powder with a gentle squeeze.
"The Papacy is finished, none of you can escape." The icy voice echoed behind the dead eight-winged angel, devoid of any emotion, as cold as absolute zero, reminding the God of Light, Alpha, of the nightmares that this voice had once brought him.
A pair of black-armored hands tore the pierced eight-winged angel in two, revealing his killer. Clad in nightmarish black armor, like a demon's dark mask, it was none other than Wang Han, whom they had sought out. "Indeed, he's one of those who escaped from the net back then, and he's grown much stronger."
“But this time, there won’t be any survivors. This time, I will make this entire plane disappear,” Wang Han said, raising a hand. Gray chaotic energy rapidly gathered in his hand.
"Why? Why do you want to destroy us? Why do you want to exterminate us? You've already destroyed us once, why won't you let us go?" Alpha roared, staring at the gray energy gathering in Wang Han's hand. He knew he couldn't fight back against his black-armored enemy, nor could he escape. The deep-seated fear in his heart prevented him from even mustering the courage to resist.
"Why? There's no why!" Upon hearing this, Wang Han said with a cold laugh, "If I had to give a reason, it would be that I don't like birdmen."
"Damn it! To kill them all for such a simple reason!" Upon hearing this, the God of Light roared. Such a simple reason instantly fueled his anger, even overpowering his fear of Wang Han, and he charged towards Wang Han.
"Bang!"
Facing the charging Light God Alpha, Wang Han simply waved his free hand, sending it flying hundreds of miles away. It only stopped after crashing into a large white mountain.
The next moment, Wang Han took a step forward and stood in front of Alpha, who was lying in the broken mountain. He said coldly, "There are many reasons to exterminate you all. Compared to the complicated reasons you use, mine is undoubtedly much simpler."
"Just because... I don't like... you really are... the purest... demon!" Alpha said intermittently, spitting out milky white blood. Although he was a god, he was only at the Golden Immortal level, a million times weaker than Wang Han. Even though Wang Han had only casually waved his hand to send him flying from a distance, he had already left Alpha teetering on the brink of death.
"I am a demon god from chaos, and it wouldn't be wrong to say I am the purest demon! Our immense power allows us to act without needing many reasons! We like what we like, and we dislike what we dislike. Ants! Feel the despair, and take your people and disappear along with this world!" Wang Han said, raising his hand, which was gathering chaotic energy. A millstone-sized mass of chaotic energy had already formed in Wang Han's hand and soared into the sky.
"Annihilation Hang!"
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