The universe, spanning forty quadrillion light-years, is not lacking in miracles and coincidences.
The rulers of the universe are certain that the disc-shaped creatures currently existing in the Nine Realms are definitely not of the same kind as this phantom!
The reason is simple... some of those creatures went extinct countless trillions of years ago, while others evolved and reappeared during these trillions of years. The longest history of the currently existing disc-shaped creatures is no more than ten trillion years.
[It's like if humans went extinct on Earth, and the original baboons and monkeys re-evolved into humans who looked exactly like them. But no matter how similar these new baboon humans were to the original humans, they could never be called the same species.]
So who is this round creature?
Why did it appear in the hundredth calamity?
Who is it? Who could it be?
Who else could it be?
There is only one truth to this matter.
[That Celestial Lord of the Nine-Nine Heavens!]
He left behind a hidden mechanism, a trigger-based program that would activate upon detecting the birth of something extraordinary within the universe that had reached the 100th level of calamity.
However, you are not entirely certain, because no one knows the true appearance of that former ruler of the universe.
Even the oldest leader of the C faction, "Zhong," had never actually seen him. His impression of him was merely a silhouette that appeared across the universe before the universe shifted and split into ninety-nine realms.
[But that figure appears human to humans, and tiger to tigers… the myriad forms of all races!]
To this day, no one knows which race the Lord of the Universe once belonged to.
The rulers of the universe held him in the highest esteem. One reason why there was little conflict among them was that the Lord of the Universe initially manifested in all races and forms, without any bias or singularity, and did not create a so-called Dynasty of the Lord of the Universe.
These rulers viewed it as a teaching of the Father God: all spirits and all things are equal, all living beings are one family, and should not kill one another.
Now that it has appeared, you are even more moved, because its original race may have been silently destroyed in a corner of the Nine-Nine Heavens trillions of years ago.
"It's a bit too egalitarian."
The phantom of the round creature twitched slightly, and a voice resounded in your minds.
[You, including yourself, your 30,000-strong guard, over 100 NPCs on the verge of breakthrough, and 5,000 cosmic rulers watching the spectacle.]
"...Do you guys think this is interesting? Do you think this is really fun?"
Contrary to what you might expect, the round creature's tone was quite unfriendly.
You all felt a little ashamed: "..."
[Well, it seems that while this calamity mechanism is rather rigid and can be avoided by repeatedly traversing universes, breaking through outside the universe is another matter entirely; the default program set by this cosmic ruler is simply ignored.]
[But what about your breakthrough in the universe, which brought forth the calamity, and then your deliberate escape?]
Is it fun?
Is farming multiple Cataclysm dungeons fun?
"They kept changing their tune, which made people lose their temper."
[It's highly likely that this phantom left behind by the Lord of the Universe possesses the necessary intelligence and sensing devices, and has detected that you are exploiting a bug to test the calamity.]
The round disc's voice continues to echo in your minds, this time directed at those who rule the universe: "A bunch of useless things, letting outsiders cause chaos!"
"You have no sense of urgency! You dare to let such a major matter go unchecked? Have you forgotten the warning I left at the core? What use are you to keep people in power?"
Those in power tried to defend themselves and salvage their terrible image in their master's eyes.
They're trying to say it's all your fault; you told them this is the future, where they can do whatever they want, so that's why they're acting this way.
But in reality, they are a group of very sensible, rule-abiding, and obedient children who want their master's forgiveness.
But the round cakes didn't give them a chance to speak.
"The roots are rotten; it's better to evolve from scratch and reshape the social atmosphere."
Before you could even grasp the meaning behind those words, the more than five thousand cosmic rulers who had been observing nearby were reduced to ashes.
[You froze. From what the round cake said earlier, it can be basically determined that it is the original realm lord of the Nine-Nine Realms Heaven, even if it is not the original body, it is an avatar left behind.]
But... how could it just kill like that? It's so temperamental!
"If this isn't messing around in a foreseen future, but rather courting death in reality, then B is a true clown."
"He recklessly jumped around without regard for the consequences, causing those rulers of the universe to play along with him, which resulted in a huge disaster, leading to him being crushed to death with a single finger. It was utterly disgraceful."
"But his ability to foresee the future makes this behavior a sign of great wisdom and a fearless spirit of exploration."
"Everything he does is to exhaust the possibilities of the future, sweep away all the unknown fog, and pave the way for his 'present'."
"That little brain of hers is incredibly clever."
"And you."
[Although the projection of the round creature did not have obvious eye organs, you still felt that it was looking at you: "A ostentatious sixth-realm bug, you should have just obediently gone to the outer reaches of space to avoid disaster, but you insisted on climbing the extreme peak I set up..."]
You feel an unseen force gripping your throat and hear the sneer of the round creature: "My creation... has no need for presumptuous people like you!"
"The creation of heaven and earth?"
In a life-or-death moment, even if it's in the future, you still want to try and find a way to survive, to struggle for a while.
Even if this phantom only possesses one trillionth of the power of its true form, it is still a cosmic lord at the level of 20 billion or more!
You have attempted to activate a form of primal reward and punishment.
[Initially, you hadn't held out much hope, because you believed that the disc in front of you was merely a special program, a projection set up within the universe, utilizing the power of the Nine-Nine Heavens universe.]
Then you realize that a selectable target has appeared.
You: "...Is this your clone?"
[The round cake didn't answer your question; it didn't even bother to talk to you, completely disregarding your intelligence. From its appearance until now, all its statements have been self-talk, like a human muttering to a stressed-out Hakimi.]
It said calmly, "Die..."
[You just glared at me, and this pie in the sky, you're ready to take it without even listening to a few words?]
The only option is to strike first.
"TMD Cloud Daddy's 100% reduction in penalties is essentially a driving force!"
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