As mortals, we may understand that the power of [Primordial] [Destiny] is invincible.
But that was just a vague concept, like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the sky, knowing only how big the sky is, but not how vast it really is.
It wasn't until the frog gained power, jumped out of the shaft, and came to the ground that it discovered the vastness of the sky was far beyond its imagination.
That's exactly how Cheng Shi feels right now.
The power of war drove his boiling blood to pump into his limbs and bones, and the flames of destruction coiled and burned around him. He had never felt such a surging and terrifying power before. He felt that he had inexhaustible divine power in his body, and even his perception of this world was distorted into the shape of flames.
He saw himself engulfed in crimson flames, like an erupting volcano, while his enemy... radiating light across the universe, like a giant, inextinguishable sun, was descending!
It is the insignificant looking up to the vast, the creator's awe of the Creator, and the steadfastness's vigilance against danger.
But at this point, what's the point of talking about stability?
Let it all go. There are only two possible outcomes today!
Either fight to the death or die from exhaustion, until your blood dries up and the fire stops, without retreating a single step!
So Cheng Shi made a move.
As the die, representing an apology for the prejudice against [Fate] and a longing for the departure of [Deception], slowly rolled down to reveal a 1 in the void, "War," empowered by the last bit of [Fate], roared and charged towards those eyes as cold as an abyss!
He never wanted to melt the glacier with passion to call it back; He only wanted to evaporate all the coldness and let the Outer God die in this starry sky where [Fate] had fallen!
Even if it's impossible!
But since the established order has already been broken, what else is impossible!
"How can we survive!"
A fleeting flame shot straight at [Destiny]'s eyes, the scorching white flames spreading like a spider web, dragging those eyes straight into the blazing sea of fire.
In the sea of fire that had consumed everything, a colossal figure was slowly taking shape. A fist composed of roars, cries, and wails soared into the sky, relentlessly chiseling at the spiral in the eye.
The psychedelic spiral is abhorrent to both humans and gods. "War" could not suppress its rage and shattered it with a single punch!
"Only blood and fire!!"
The spiral dissipated, and the Eye of the Stars shattered along with it.
Unfortunately, all of this was an illusion. The power of deception still rested with the Outer God, and Fate reopened behind Cheng Shi, its anger no less intense than His.
[Fate] was truly enraged. Seeing the established plan, painstakingly crafted over countless years, destroyed in an instant, it had no more attachment to this world.
Destroy everything! A new destiny will be reborn in another world, and this place deserves only to become ruins!
The increasingly dim seven-colored light flashed from his eyes, and in an instant, the whole world was plunged into darkness by the wrath of the Outer God!
Void invasion?
No!
It's an abyss of misfortune!
Don't forget, the Outer God [Fate] is also [Fate]. Misfortune, as the most easily witnessed authority of [Fate], is also the greatest weapon in the hands of [Fate].
[Fate] once threatened the universe with misfortune, prompting the gods to join forces to lift it up, which is enough to prove that the universe cannot bear the misfortune of [Fate].
But if even the misfortunes of fate cannot be endured, how can this world bear the misfortunes brought about by the power of the primordial?
The answer is no, absolutely not!
The upheaval in the universe once again attracted the gods, but this time they were no longer mere bystanders.
The gods realized that the "negotiations" had broken down and that the Outer Gods were destroying the world through misfortune. Even though they knew that the world, having lost its established order, would eventually be destroyed by the Creator, no god wanted to die while they could still live.
Suddenly, all the gods took action. They no longer supported the universe, and finally turned their attention to the outer god [Fate]!
They finally realized that compromise was useless, and only by dealing with the Outer Gods could the world have a chance to breathe.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The light of [Birth] enveloped the mortal world, and countless believers embraced the birth on the spot. Amidst the waves of reproduction, the [Divine Pillar] gathered the power of faith and lashed out at the Outer God.
However, pale life cannot shake the supreme gods. The [divine pillar] that connected countless life markers broke off directly in the spiral of [fate] with a "rip."
[Prosperity] is silent, [death] is imprisoned;
[Life] At this point, there is no more life.
The sea of desire surged endlessly, but as the universe continued to collapse, all the waters of the sea of desire were poured out into the wildly spreading fissures between reality and illusion.
[Decay] He had the will to resist, but his ashes left him with no strength left.
[Annihilation] has long been annihilated; [Sinking] all have drowned in their own depravity.
[Order] is still singing its praises. At least the pages and the echoes of [Iron Laws of Order] can still be seen by the world. Insignificant mortals perceive the collapse of the world and, under the organization of a limited number of players, pray in unison for [Order].
This was supposed to be the greatest help to "order," but unfortunately, "order" is not true "order." Faced with the chaotic situation it created, the struggle of the "Iron Laws of Order" is nothing more than the weak cursing and lamenting the strong.
The tragedy of our time proves that the "insignificant" need order to maintain the very foundation of their existence, while the "grand" do not, because their will is "order."
The truth... no longer exists.
When the world is discovered to be nothing more than a petri dish for an experiment by the Creator, the universe loses its "truth".
As for [war]...
He is indeed still resisting.
The "gift" of nothingness divides war in two: flames blaze as "deception," merging into a sea of fire that consumes everything; blood flows as "fate," imprisoning the outer god and attempting to drag him into purgatory.
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