Chapter 346

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Even the most lively feast must come to an end; perhaps, when an extranormal force surpassing the planet's own predictability appears, the ending was already sealed.

With the final line of defense for planetary annihilation effortlessly cleared, transcendent immortals and gods descended, and the spacetime barrier isolating countless Parallel Worlds was about to shatter—only now did this planet's consciousness finally react.

"Even if you erase Weigong Shilang, it will have no effect; we can still remain in this world, and if absolutely necessary, we can use the Immortal Realm as a transit point."

Su Lin held the Skyblue Jade Void Sword and suddenly thought of something amusing; he pulled out his phone and took a photo of the cold, golden-haired noblewoman, "Traveling out for a trip, I've seen three of the Moon's four billboards—good, good. Didn't expect the Inhibitor's disguise could scam some pay-to-win."

"I just wanted to see what was hidden inside him," Erkutei said, retracting her arm after Zhongli released her, "Now, I am Gaia's side."

"Arriving as the prototype of Earth's Inhibitor," Su Lin tucked his phone back into his pocket, "No need for the whole 'one prostration at a time' routine—I'm letting you off because you're pretty."

Xing blinked in surprise: "So that remark earlier was yours?"

"Not me. I'm not that arrogant," Su Lin's expression didn't change, "Probably someone else said it."

This guy always focuses on weird details.

"Earth's Inhibitor wants to sever this worldline's connection to other worlds," Erkutei's voice held no emotional fluctuation, "Thus I came to attempt it—to ask you what you desire."

"Heh, isn't it your own reckless attack on a weak human that triggered all this?" Su Lin glanced at her, planted the Skyblue Jade Void Sword into the earth, its blade radiating cold flame-like light as he smiled, "

"Your posture of bullying the weak and cowering before the strong is truly ugly."

"Then state the most basic demand: restore this worldline to normalcy and rescind the judgment."

In truth, getting angry, arrogant, or mocking an Inhibitor that isn't even human, let alone a living being, was meaningless—Su Lin knew this well; the Inhibitor's logic was simply to eliminate unstable risk factors.

Under absolute rational thought, the Inhibitor pursues only its desired outcome, compromising only when faced with irresistible forces.

"With your existence, I can abandon the linear possibilities along this main branch—but likewise, I hope you will cease interfering with more Parallel Worlds." Erkutei nodded, her dark crimson eyes showing no emotion; suddenly, she turned her gaze toward a certain spot, her dragon wings grotesque, the golden eyes of the Divine King wielding dominion over all things, and she asked, puzzled:

"A planetary lifeform born from Earth?"

She seemed unable to comprehend the very existence of "Lu Mingfei."

"Oh?" Zhongli, hearing her words, grew more curious, "Can you perceive he is a lifeform born from Earth?"

"He carries the concept of Earth," Erkutei's gaze grew more bewildered.

No one could tell whether it was the Princess of the True Ancestor speaking—or whether it was the planet's own will speaking directly.

'So the concept of Earth across all heavens is shared, huh?' Su Lin's expression twisted; he shook his head and discarded the thought—he'd nearly forgotten that Lu Shuaizai's essence was equivalent to a supreme lifeform born from another Earth.

In essence, he is entirely equivalent to this world's UO—that is, Aristotle—except Lu Mingfei is stronger than most planetary-born Aristotles, and the laws he controls can, within a certain range, be called omnipotent.

This Earth has no UO.

In the distant past, in the cosmic space formed by darkness and countless starlight, a colossal starship—the predatory star "Wilpa"—sailed across the endless ocean of the universe.

The starship moved continuously at speeds exceeding light, taking a duration incomprehensible by human standards.

It destroyed and absorbed all matter created by civilizations and their sentient beings; the planetary scouts it dispatched were the vanguard of its prey.

The invasion of the starship's vanguard upon Earth was nearly unstoppable, so the planet forged humanity's collective sorrow and longing into the strongest fantasy of this world—the Star Holy Sword.

That weapon, forged from Earth's own essence, turned the starship vanguard's bones—capable of withstanding even stellar heat—into ash.

But precisely because of this, Earth still has no UO of its own—only Erkutei, a prototype of a UO.

Su Lin silently glanced at the Star Holy Sword in the Holy Swordbearer's hand; he should not have noticed it was a fake he had secretly copied from Weigong Shilang's body and returned.

'Since it's all loot anyway, let me take it to save the world.'

As for the rule that only the original owner can use it?

In a few days, I'll get my hands on the unused 'Bing' Secret Technique—that'll solve the problem.

"Control of this worldline belongs to us—is that fine?" Su Lin gestured for Weigong Shilang to step closer, saying:

"As Weigong Shilang previously said, your unprovoked attack on him was already a grave disrespect; under these circumstances, him not wiping your entire consciousness into blankness is already the utmost leniency."

Weigong Shilang felt his toes were about to pierce through his shoes; he finally understood why Lu Mingfei had raised a glass of champagne to "congratulate" him on joining the "organization," saying: "Boss Su is great in every way—except he doesn't treat us as outsiders."

It wasn't even him who said that.

Erkutei said nothing, only nodded slowly after a long silence: "Fine."

Seeing her agree so readily, Su Lin frowned, recalling an old fan-art circulating online, and said offhandedly:

"He also said for you to bring Alaya along and turn into a little girl to apologize."

But the people around him began to look at him strangely; Song Shuhang's gaze toward Su Lin carried the unspoken thought: 'So you're like this too.'

"Fine."

"No! No, I never said that!" Weigong Shilang protested, then sighed, hesitated a moment, and addressed the Gaia side:

"I don't know if your reason for destroying humanity is as I understand it, but in the future, I will try to prolong this planet's life."

"So, can that ending be actively changed?"

Humans don't want to die; they want peace.

Even the planet humans inhabit doesn't want to die; it wants to endure—that is instinct.

"Gaia's" will is "as long as Earth exists, everything else doesn't matter"; "Alaya" is human-centric, determined to prevent human extinction—a will that doesn't care whether the planet dies or not.

Even wrapped in a shell and wielding great power, they still follow the instincts of sentient beings.

"I am merely Gaia's side now—I cannot answer that question. This incident is a chain reaction caused by your proximity to the Origin," Erkutei's lips curled into a faint smile, "Please, everyone, cease."

Her form dissolved, scattering into spiritual particles.

'Only someone like Weigong Shilang, with his saintly patience, would stop here—but what can you do? It's his own world after all.'

Su Lin looked wistfully at the upper sky, where the Parallel Dimensions were slowly reassembling; if so many Parallel Worlds stirred up a commotion—whether positive or negative—the gains would likely far exceed his imagination.

Negotiating profit with a being devoid of pride or dignity was just like this—after all, cleaning up afterward would be a nightmare.

"Yi Leina, cease for now," Su Lin said, then paused, "Keep several hidden passages between Parallel Worlds open; throw the anchor points over."

We only stopped the connection—we never agreed to restore the original state. Keep them for now, just in case.

The Chaldean group first saw Odin leap from Sleipnir's back, then saw grotesque, terrifying dragon wings rapidly form, revealing a posture never recorded in myth.

In the valley where the Wind of Li Hantian blew, and crystal gradually spread.

After the eight-legged divine steed Sleipnir departed, it did not fall; the gales cradled its body.

Massive bone wings spread behind him, forming a colossal cross of wing and body as he stood in the void and darkness, his golden pupils flickering with fury, hatred, and the coldness of a king's judgment.

Beating his wings, he unleashed a storm of air; seven streaks of light sliced across the sky, encircling the Divine King, as he grasped the Eternal Spear Gungnir and spoke the holy words of final judgment toward the one below:

"On the day I return to this world, all traitors shall perish!"

After the boy fused with the demon, he gained power sufficient to annihilate all things; in the original story, this would have been its end.

Su Lin: "So why did you say that to an alien creature?"

Kleine: "Probably because, after accepting himself, he thought it sounded cool."

Meng Qi: "I get it, I get it—it's that trendy thing online lately, chuuni?"

Song Shuhang: "Senior upstairs, when exactly do you mean by 'lately'?"

Xiao Yan: "I heard that term back in 2009."

Lu Mingfei: "Is this a bit insane… what exactly is this spider?!"

Hourai Mountain Kaguya: "The current version's ceiling—lost its heart but still has stellar-level spiritual foundation. Maybe it just didn't wake up yet? It seemed to plan on eating Earth once it woke up?"

Lu Mingfei: "! ￥#"

Lu Mingfei: "It came to Earth just to sleep and wait for dinner?!"

Although Lu Mingfei in the chat group was cursing, in reality, every breath and movement of his unleashed Lei Ting, magma, and gales, while plague, poison gas, and extreme cold spread across the land.

The Eternal Spear pierced Ort through causality, yet his flesh continuously regenerated; green lasers struck the Jade Zhan shield summoned by Zhong Li, crystallizing a patch of amber into hardened crystal, which, absorbing the energy, manifested even greater power.

A crimson hue of calamity flashed across Lu Mingfei's skin; behind him, a viscous black fluid tainted with decay began to seep forth, mingled with specks of starlight, oozing uncontrollably from the Tai Xu.

Gradually, a dark corruption, terrifyingly oppressive, coalesced behind him into an abstract city of alien design, as if stitched together from countless eras.

Su Lin and Meng Qi appeared at his side, gazing at Ort, now even more enraged by the emergence of the "City of Calamity."

Lu Mingfei (Ze) smiled:

"Someone's here to steal the boss? I don't care—better to dance with noble Young Ladies aboard a luxury cruise and chat about life."

Su Lin joked: "Stop talking like a mouthy king."

"Don't mind me—I'm just curious how much power you've absorbed these past few years."

"If you can't handle it, we can step in before you raise a giant boss."

"Indeed, not on the same level as other Aristotles," Meng Qi assessed. "Go on, show us your performance."

Space was gradually eroded, expanding like Ort's Crystal Stream Valley—the highest-grade innate field—until the three gods and the final Aristotle vanished from above the world.

"After this battle, I'm going home to get married."

The false idol shattered; the youth stepped into the Crystal Stream Valley, facing the ravenous, greedy entity, grasping authority and power as if holding the entire world in his palm, standing atop the peak, looking down upon his foe.

Lightning danced, entwined with molten metal; golden radiance shattered space, and the world glowed with his presence.

Including Tenzan Lixiang, all of Chaldea watched as if viewing a grand film.

Since beginning the mission to save human history, this was the first time anything occurring within this anomaly (struck through) had nothing to do with them.

Their arrival served only as witness. Hmm.

Hope these beings don't blame them for the fuse—after all, that was Gilgamesh and Yanfeng Qili Qili's doing.

"Why did I bring Yanfeng Qili Qili along? Was I really bewitched by that priest?" Tenzan Lixiang muttered, then looked at Gilgamesh and said:

"Wang Jier, your other self seems to have misjudged."

According to speculation, the Gilgamesh of the Dongwu Holy Grail War wanted to see Weigong Shilang and the Restraining Force engage in total war.

When the Restraining Force fully abandoned this timeline and summoned Aristotles from other planets, it assumed the world was doomed—yet never expected the opposing side's trump card to be so powerful it forced even the Restraining Force to compromise.

"No matter! I understand what that fellow intends, but this farce has pleased me thoroughly." Gilgamesh gripped the chin of the Servant Weigong Shilang, attempting to shove a blood-stained Higanbana flower into his mouth:

"Fake, cooperate properly!"

At that moment, a man of extraordinary handsomeness descended from the sky, interrupting Gilgamesh; he carried a massive parcel, and upon his appearance, all turned to stare.

"His charm must have broken EX," Tenzan Lixiang murmured in awe.

Followed closely by God, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Odin.

"It's over," Lord El-Melloi II saw the returning figures in the sky and stiffened—there were far too many of them.

'Of course—they all know each other!'

Lord El-Melloi II stared in astonishment at the three legendary leaders approaching, his spirit tightening; he grew even more curious about what role Weigong Shilang had played in this, and who exactly his past self had been.

As the figures drew nearer, seemingly conversing, Lord El-Melloi II straightened his posture and listened quietly.

Su Lin: "What's for dinner?"

Meng Qi: "Whatever."

Lu Mingfei: "Can't eat—I'm nauseated."

(End of Chapter)

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