Chapter 381: The Long Night

Xiao Yan: "So in the end, it was still tainted, wasn't it?"

Miss Kelaien: "I'm used to it. Anyone want to team up with me soon?"

Yi Leina: "It always comes down to that line—how filthy is this world really?"

Li Huowang: "I don't understand, but I'm utterly stunned—Su Lin brother is so strong."

Yi Leina: "Better not understand. At least your respect for him can last a few more days."

Song Shuhang: "Su Lin elder, you should consider wearing all black, paired with a few pairs of fallen black wings—just max out the visual effects, it'd look amazing."

Song Shuhang: Image

Meng Qi: "Isn't this that thing? What's it called again—some puppet theater? The Fallen Tian Di."

Summer insects cannot speak of ice; these people don't understand that the human world was always filthy and corrupt.

Someone is sweeping this filthy world clean; someone else is pouring out even more filth. More terrifying than the evil of gods is the human heart.

I'm sorry I was born as a human.

Only when his heart regained a sliver of hope for the human world did Su Lin lift the eternity, returning from the end of time to replay all recorded events for counteraction.

On the other side, Universe Linna achieved true transcendence, returning to its peak form as Astarte.

The pale, rotting planet was not the only foreign entity appearing in this universe; more chaotic forces began emerging across this cosmos, their numbers constantly increasing.

The Transcendent Menil being manipulated by Nyarlathotep is also a nuisance—though this nuisance will be controlled soon. "Karosso, wake up! That's your wife over there, right?!"

I don't get it.

Nyarlathotep and these Outer Gods have believed this far—should I be proud of this chaotic masterpiece?

After all, getting the protagonists and antagonists to unite as the ultimate boss is, in some sense, pretty satisfying—as long as it doesn't backfire.

"Sigh." Su Lin sighed, scanned the scene, and muttered to himself:

"Logically, I specifically brought many beings from this world in. Anyone who entered the Dimensional Corridor, understood the cultural environment, watched the filming process, and saw the bloopers—even a fool wouldn't fully see us as villains."

"If we were following movie logic, we'd have devoured you long ago."

"Or are you just looking for entertainment later, Root?"

Incomplete Primordial Wisdom, incomplete Primordial Light, incomplete Cthulhuoid beings, incomplete Primordial Goddess, incomplete Tianhe Battle Robe, incomplete Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Su Lin wondered whether to awaken the Emperor's Will inside the Hengyu Furnace and have Miss Kelaien use the alarm again.

A group of incomplete ultimate lifeforms fought to the edge of the universe, grinding down the Dao itself.

If we're throwing a party, then throw a party—after all, it's not his own universe getting shattered.

Just see who's having more fun.

Ah… no, bottom line. Maintain the bottom line at all times. Respect other people's universes.

"I shall turn you, along with this universe, into atomic dust!" Astarte's consciousness engulfed Universe Yisat Lin; the three goddesses' spiritual foundations fused into one, ancient and newborn merging, returning to completeness.

A personified temple, towering above the stars in the colossal form of the goddess, descended from nothingness—the temple—Baal Maanah.

A crimson wasteland of a primordial universe was summoned, connecting with this starry expanse.

The pale, rotting star, no longer panicked due to the arrival of twisted flesh-things, now bore amorphous bodies emitting warped, vision-distorting forms, writhing and oozing pus.

They clearly possessed high intelligence; their only common trait was the presence of massive, eye-like organs on their bodies, among which some beings of high rank interfered with the gaps between dimensions and time.

Farther away, a vast fleet, like a mighty river, jumped through space to the edge of the Solar System, then slipped into the Numeral Sea, beginning its voyage toward Parallel Worlds—appearing as if it intended to enter the Solar System of this timeline directly from other worlds.

"Haha, doesn't matter."

Su Lin watched the scene and couldn't help laughing. He pulled out the Taiyi Jin Xian card, held it in his hand, then tossed it toward Earth. He also removed the Tianhe Battle Robe and draped it over another historical projection.

He smoothed his messy hair back:

"Let's try some two-dimensional-style antics. At a moment like this, you say: Don't underestimate—"

Boom!!!

Countless brilliant golden lights rained down like a storm, burning through space, passing over all matter.

Without doubt, every being stood beneath the attack of this goddess—whose body was the universe itself—igniting with vengeful fury, unleashing the power of the universe's birth to declare termination and annihilation upon the alien universe.

Su Lin, of course, could not escape—he died.

His body and soul turned to atomic dust; no matter how many trump cards he held, no matter how special he was, arrogance was his downfall.

When the blinding white mist cleared, apart from the Solar System still protected by mysterious forces and the chaotic beings absorbing the void to heal, the opposite universe showed not a single star.

Astarte, facing her own achievement, showed no sign of joy.

"This universe still exists," she frowned, not understanding.

At this moment, the fleets from the Servant universes had already jumped through the images Su Lin had reflected in the Parallel World.

Astarte was about to launch another attack when a voice reached her ear:

"Miss."

As she turned, the light of creation tore through the Void. A six-winged, pure figure rose above, a sun blooming atop its head—like afternoon sunlight descending from the heavens, carrying a gentle, melodic tune.

A cross hundreds of meters long was planted in the cosmic void; from the six-winged figure's fists emerged two deep, blue glows.

"Don't underestimate the Fourth Catastrophe."

The rotting planet, having just reappeared from records across different dimensions, its pale eyes reopening, found in this starry expanse a formless, transparent being radiating brilliance, standing in the center of its colorless pupils, draped in a writhing dark cloak.

"You don't seem to be one of Cthulhu's chaotic beings? I wonder which chaotic universe you're from…"

Slime-like, sinister tentacles emerged from beneath the dark cloak, while arms of pure light gently caressed the translucent fluid seeping from the eyeballs, saying:

"I heard that two negatives can make a positive."

"Would you care to try believing in Holy Light?"

Resurrection cooldown set: 1s

The Parallel World where the Great Wind Holy Grail resides.

To make this ritual more "multiversal" and "heroic," Su Lin arranged it in New York.

On the rooftop of the Empire Building, all members of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group and Song Shuhang gathered together, while other cultivators filled every corner of New York and even the starry sky.

To prevent the simulated universe from being shut down for maintenance and to claim the rewards, five Immortal Seers have already arrived, and a faction has even awakened a Longevity Master; many trusted cultivation factions are sending requests for reinforcements to their sects or clans.

It looks like they intend to awaken the Laozu and come in to fight.

"What a reliable back view," Song Shuhang closed his livestream and sighed enviously: "When will I become a dependable senior like Su Lin?"

A sixteen beside him encouraged: "You will. I believe you'll get there sooner or later."

King Dou Dou rolled his eyes, thinking: if you went back now and pushed the plot, you could leap to Heaven's Law level in half a year.

But this is fine—it gives me a chance to subtly hint and assist beside Yu Rouzi.

"Dad! Look at my title!" Yu Rouzi shouted excitedly to Ling Die Zunzhe: "Twentieth time facing Elizabeth, Nero, and the Dharma King's hybrid rock concert—Soul Audience!"

The silly girl is still obsessed with the game—what will she do when she regrets it a thousand years from now?

"Dou Dou, know when to stop," Bai Zunzhe chuckled: "Let them handle their own affairs."

"Woof! Master Bai Zunzhe, rest assured—this humble demon has restraint," King Dou Dou stood up in red shorts, thumping his chest.

Huangshan Zhenjun gazed at the sky and sighed deeply—ever since Dou Dou stayed with Song Shuhang for a while, he's been acting odd, learning that dog demon called Heihuang to wear red shorts every day.

Tired.

Notice: All players may enjoy unlimited resurrection coins during the defense battle—enjoy freely! It's unlimited firepower time!

Thud—

A dull thump of knees hitting concrete rang out; everyone turned toward the sound and saw Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang kneeling on the ground, his face shifting between pale and flushed.

"Kuangdao Sanlang, what's wrong?" Bai He Zhenjun asked: "Feeling unwell? Just slit your throat and respawn to remove the debuff."

"Damn it!!!" Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang suddenly slammed the ground and screamed: "What the hell was my sacrifice of dignity worth?!"

"What's wrong with Senior Kuangdao Sanlang?" Song Shuhang was baffled.

"He came to confess to me, admit guilt, and swore that he's actually a great monkey who'll submit entirely to me after leaving the simulated universe," Su Shi Qi laughed delightedly:

"All just to borrow a single resurrection coin to defend the simulated universe."

Uh, this…

Everyone was at a loss for words.

"Enemy attack!"

New York, long cleared of civilians, now glowed with patches of light across the streets—out stepped organized armies—and from the sky, more light patches appeared, revealing sleek, high-tech starships emerging from them.

"We don't even have a Cosmic Cube here," Song Shuhang's lip twitched as he stared at the Holy Grail accumulating the Five Elements' power—Wind Element:

"Do they have to cooperate this perfectly to replicate it?"

"Fellow cultivators, begin the mission," Huangshan Zhenjun said: "If we miss this opportunity, we won't know when the next one will come."

Everyone nodded and pulled out their enhanced or enchanted core weapons.

This was the time to give everything—they saw a golden-haired girl wielding twin light swords cutting through the cultivator army like a god, and even with unlimited respawns, she still advanced relentlessly.

Song Shuhang patted Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang on the shoulder: "Senior Kuangdao Sanlang, snap out of it—the simulated universe still needs you."

Hearing Song Shuhang's words, Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang slowly regained color, stood up from the ground, covering his face.

Song Shuhang thought his words had worked—that Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang would now activate Bloodlust, Berserk, or Death Resistance—but then—

The man pulled out a talisman.

A bead of cold sweat dripped from Song Shuhang's forehead as he stepped back: "Not this! Senior, didn't you say you didn't want anything to do with Confucianism?!"

"Yes," Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang whispered, a tear sliding down his cheek; bathed in the X-shaped sword aura behind him, he smiled faintly and slowly spoke the two words:

"Yesterday."

"By analyzing the Second Law and dimensional magic, resonating through Dada Liya's small Holy Grail, we can gain control permissions over all Great Holy Grails in any Parallel World containing the soul of the Winter Holy Maiden, spreading like a plague."

Yi Leina rubbed her sleepy eyes and said wearily:

"But once the Holy Grail overflows, its ritual effect can concentrate all power into this single Grail—the principle is simple: it's like building a massive wooden battering ram to smash through the enemy's fortified gate."

"Since our magic here is infinite, once we widen the input channels, if the steps are correct, accumulating the world's Five Basic Elements plus their so-called 'brute force creates miracles,' there might actually be a chance of success."

"My travel principle is to avoid complicated conflicts and quietly remain a traveler—but here I am anyway…"

"I already spent years researching—I was exhausted enough."

"I find it quite amusing—I haven't played a bullet-hell game in ages; a little one now and then is fine," Penglai Shan Huiye said, playing her PSP while trying to kill the Azure Fire Dragon:

"You don't have to come, Yi Leina."

"I can't help it—I've taken too much magical knowledge and benefits from him," Yi Leina yawned:

"Even if I found him the magic of time travel and interdimensional linking, it's still far too little."

"If I find something valuable, I'll pay it all off at once. Until then, I'm just working."

"He never asked you to repay him—why not learn from the movies?" Xing suggested: "Offer yourself in marriage."

"Come to think of it, those two gelatinous beings and zombie Yi Leina rescued from the Parallel World might be more valuable than I thought," Yi Leina said blankly after a moment's thought:

"Next time, take them out of Ye Fan's factory and test them."

"Unthinkable—no human rights at all," Xing shook his head: "An alternate's life is still a life!"

Yi Leina crossed her arms: "They're the ones who teamed up and kidnapped me!"

"But… are we, just a few weak women, really supposed to guard this stage alone?" Penglai Shan Huiye put down her PSP and asked:

"I've played boss before—but last time, the city inspectors stopped me and I failed."

Lu Mingfei frantically pointed at himself: "Hey! Are you ignoring me? There's a grown man right here!"

The three turned to Lu Mingfei—then, on a globe projection, countless red dots appeared.

Some were Servants summoned by the Suppressors, others were Immortal Qin fleet ships arriving from the universe, and some indescribable dark mists began devouring the planet.

"Then the enemies are yours," Penglai Shan Huiye covered her face and smiled: "Reliable adult male."

"." Lu Mingfei wore a stiff smile, mechanically turned, and walked outside. He reached the edge of the floating island, whistled, and leapt down.

A black shadow, cloaked in a blue cloak, rode an eight-legged divine steed galloping through the sky—it was Lu Mingfei transformed into the form of Odin.

The Type-Moon arc is drawing to a close.

(End of Chapter)