Chapter 632: The Collapse of the Cycle (One More 6000-Word Chapter Coming Later) Don

The reason remains unknown, perhaps due to the existence of the Circle's Principle.

Now, Madoka herself possesses no magic power, yet all spells she casts after transformation gain exaggerated effects.

The Flame Emperor, who once snapped an arrow with one hand, understands this deeply.

Since the thickness of the Chronicle of the Heavens is several times that of the Chronicle of Light, it suits perfectly—the power to burn the history of civilizations and its nonsense is routine for Type-Moon.

Although we still do not know whether, during the process of Roman Archimandrite casting the Ten Commandments into the Magical Girl transformation furnace for reshaping, he slipped in something else, causing the virtual personality of the Purple Gem to multiply its distortion index exponentially.

【The Time of Birth Has Arrived—By this, all creation is corrected!】

The arrow forged from fragments provided by Su Lin, held in Madoka's hand, carries Origin and End, raining down countless cherry-hued lights.

Countless beings instinctively looked up at the sky; whether past, present, or future, all could see the world's wound, as if torn open.

Utterly desolate.

A voice filled with 'compassion' and regret seemed to whisper.

I'm sorry.

But for tomorrow, please endure for now.

The blazing fire shot from the fully drawn bow froze the night sky, transforming the accumulated and unified history of civilizations into a ritual array encompassing the entire omniverse.

Like a pursuit, infinite beams of civilization's light surged into the arrow, spiraling in a motion that appeared slow to the naked eye, as if about to lift the veil of night and dispel eternal darkness.

"Burn."

One after another, brilliant rivers unfolded, intricate and ornate circular arrays appearing instantly, ultimately forging a treasure-art formula surpassing miracles.

——【Cosmic Civilization Burning Formula · Purple Gem】

This scene surpassed everyone's expectations.

On a desolate street.

Nya-ko put down the crowbar and stared dazedly at the sky, where purple wings stretched infinitely toward the stars, their overlapping circular shadows forming behind her.

"Why is it like this~~~?" Nya-ko scratched her head and turned to Zhou Mingrui with a helpless smile: "Zhou, it's still a bit hard to stay with you forever."

Zhou Mingrui, who still didn't understand why he'd been loved by a yandere, stood frozen, utterly bewildered.

The research institute established by the Cycle Space in the void.

"This level of extradimensional energy," said the gear-shaped humanoid Du Weimuke, his body wreathed in black smoke.

The punk-style TV screens were flooded with pink light; readings on all instruments were climbing in straight lines.

"We must urgently request support! Aaaaaa!"

Du Weimuke rummaged through controls and finally found a button, frantically pressing it down.

"Huh?"

Du Weimuke glanced at the control panel three meters away—he remembered clearly he had just pressed it.

"The magnificent spectacle of overlapping time and world fragments, Du Weimuke—why don't you calm down and admire it?"

Zuo Kete, long vanished, now appeared silently at the edge of the observation platform, wearing a trainee's research robe, gazing into the void.

"Master?" Du Weimuke noticed the other looked younger.

"How beautiful," Zuo Kete said, hands resting on the chair's armrests, "like the sun at twilight, unwilling to set, rising once more into the sky."

"Come here. Let us study this error that does not exist within the Cycle."

The gears on Du Weimuke's body gradually ceased spinning; after hesitating and glancing at the control panel, it slowly walked behind the other.

"But what of the First Lord of the Heavens?" it sounded troubled.

"The true Master has vanished somewhere again—you're just a researcher, aren't you?" Zuo Kete said. "If asked for a reason—"

He tapped his finger lightly on the table, then fell silent.

In the void, the cosmic concept entity controlled by the First Lord of the Heavens, bound by chains forged from abyss and past ruins, the ancient incarnations of the universe, were pierced through the Cycle by the spiraling fire.

Flames erupted, and after all was swallowed.

Countless streams of historical information surged toward the current cosmic concept entity: "Eternal / First Lord of the Heavens."

Centered on eyes of divine white-gold radiance, the concept of the First Lord of the Heavens gradually blurred, transforming into a human face with sharp contours and refined features.

"Just say you can't tell who the real First Lord of the Heavens is."

The Second World of the Original Multiverse; the Third World where concepts of Existence and Void were born; the Fourth World as the embodiment of Good and Evil's possibilities; the Fifth World, creator of magic and witchcraft; the Sixth World, guide of science and civilization; and the Eternal of the Seventh and Eighth Worlds.

Glorious and radiant, decayed and dark—all history of civilizations, from origin to future, burned equally, converging into the Chronicle of Light.

"Honestly, making that child bear the weight of destroying cosmic civilization—I feel truly guilty."

Su Lin smiled at the black-clad Su Lin: "Why don't you join the Chronicle of Light? Let me refine you."

The other said nothing, only stared at Su Lin; the earlier smile grew colder.

Loki, wearing a monocle, was stunned—he stood aside, staring blankly at Su Lin, then flipped through his comic book; countless pages were blank, only the final page still glowing.

He looked deeply uncertain.

Su Lin glanced at Loki and said: "What, you want to throw in the towel?"

Loki shook his head, then switched to a smile and clapped: "No wonder you're the Fallen God—easily accomplishing what others cannot."

If only our strongest World-Eater, Azathoth, weren't still asleep—we could turn Marvel into blind, foolish tentacle monster heroes right away.

No, that would be too cruel.

Better to just have Kleene say, "Marvel's about to explode."

"Mr. President, I must remind you—"

Loki leaned close to Su Lin, pointing at his green arm: "The military stands with them."

That was the conclusion, beneath all things, ending the history of the universe.

As expected.

Within the Chronicle of Light.

A discordant hue reappeared; countless historical records flew out and merged with the power surging from the black-clad Su Lin.

Within the Grave of All Things, the desert was replaced by layered, concretized worlds; the Infinite Gems that once sustained the universe's operation lay discarded like worthless stones—yet precisely for that reason, they offered convenience.

Thus

"Do you think these histories belong to whom?"

Around the black-clad Su Lin, crackling sounds erupted intermittently; amid flashes of light, layer upon layer of worlds emerged, civilization after civilization rose—though the universe remained dark and cold, it truthfully upheld the thickness of the Chronos Annals.

"Do you wonder why I dared return here without caution?" The black-clad Su Lin curled his lips into a cold smile:

"The game is over. Those timelines—I can recreate them with a single thought."

The deep void suddenly turned deep blue; specks of starlight surfaced, and an invisible will surged through the universe, re-drawing the burned histories of civilizations like illusory bubbles.

Everything is being reset?!

At this moment, the Chronos of Light suddenly echoed with emptiness.

Like eating a cake plucked from history, the sense of fullness began to fade as time passed.

At the instant when the great tide was about to be decided.

Another will issued a command to the universe.

Heaven and earth hummed; an unprecedented light, vast as Wang Yang, met the timeline the First Heaven attempted to reset through its own anchor.

"Is the Emperor of Time's Law so remarkable?"

Su Lin said casually: "You'll be the twenty-eighth Emperor of Time I've slain."

Never mind whether that achievement belonged to Su Tuoni—this achievement bears the surname Su and the given name Lin, so it can be used.

For the first time, the black-clad Su Lin's expression changed.

He began to realize that Loki and the Above of All Things had not chosen this fragment—born from division and self-awareness—arbitrarily, nor out of desperation.

From every perspective, this split individual showed restraint toward him.

"You are more valuable than I imagined."

Heaven collapsed, earth sank; all things were reflected in annihilation; the Eighth Universe's end, descending into nothingness beneath all things.

Had it not been for Su Lin's consciousness as interference, the moment He fully entered this universe, He could have synchronized with the body and made this ending real.

But now, He must first consume the other to restore true completeness.

In short, this is a battle for control of the body at the level of consciousness.

Although Su Lin had burned all the history of this universe, the time loop centered on Su Tuoni had not been broken—the First Heaven could turn it to its own use.

The timelines within the Chronos of Light kept being destroyed, again becoming the Chronos Annals.

"Looks like I don't need to fight that big brute myself?" Loki lifted the monocle on his right eye socket.

The next instant, Loki grafted the destroyed timelines onto the history of Human Reason's Burning, reclaiming them.

Two bloodthirsty sword demons, one named Cao Cao, slashing at each other?

Unfortunately, this aesthetic fatigue—this endless battle with no end in sight—did not occur.

After a prolonged struggle, the black-clad Su Lin suddenly abandoned the struggle; worse, he poured all his remaining timelines into the Chronos of Light?!

The gray-white Tree of Time was instantly shrouded in green temporal radiation; if this continued, soon all the Chronos fragments he carried would be seized by Su Lin—the two would merge, and Su Lin would fully seize control of the body.

As Su Lin and Loki were both baffled, the black-clad Su Lin pulled out a pocket watch from nowhere.

Wait, this looks familiar.

Wait!?!

That pocket watch of yours!

"."

The instant Su Lin opened his mouth, the other pressed the watch's button—and

Vanished.

Swish—!

The linear-time pocket watch Su Lin had kept in his pocket as a mere decoration suddenly flew out; a chaotic, irregular vortex emerged centered on the watch.

As if powerful forces were colliding, even time grew viscous; gradually, light and shadow rose and fell, and the black-clad Su Lin, as if struck by immense repulsion, was flung backward from the vortex.

He stared blankly at the pocket watch now in Su Lin's hands, then at his own watch, now cracked.

This time, his face was not surprised—it was terrified. He locked eyes with Su Lin, who was equally bewildered; they glared at each other.

Loki glanced between them, expression peculiar: "Shouldn't you check if your DNA really has some Marvel lineage?"

That's a good suggestion.

But I'm certain I'm truly born of my own Heaven's Dao.

Before Su Lin could think, the black-clad Su Lin moved again—and this time, when he pressed the watch's button once more:

Before Su Lin's eyes appeared a black chair.

On the chair's back was a three-dimensional inverted tree root pattern, composed of ten circles and twenty-two lines: the Kabbalistic Tree of Life.

Almost instantly, the pattern glowed; the First Heaven's cosmic concept manifested, then transformed into the form of the black-clad Su Lin, whose pocket watch shattered into dust.

He stood in the past—or rather, he had returned to the abyss before entering the Marvel universe; due to the First Heaven's inherent nature, he resisted the consequence of losing his timelines to Su Lin and linked himself to the current Marvel universe.

"What is this?!" Su Lin suddenly felt searing pain in his soul and spiritual sea.

A negative sensation, long absent and far exceeding any he had ever endured, engulfed him without escape.

【Abyss God】Abyss God's Position + a Void Origin Myth: "Creator God" + a Abyss Concept Crystal: "God" + multiple remnants of multiverses

Ritual: Awaken as "God" in the Void and create a natural universe with civilization; once this universe undergoes cyclical transformation into a multiverse, drag it into the Abyss as origin fuel, and consume the Creator Concept Crystal upon the God Position to transform.

Upon ritual success, become the Supreme God within the Abyss, corresponding to the infinite dimensions, infinite universes, infinite spacetimes of the Void; attain the same omnipotence and ontological status as the highest Creator in each Void dimension.

Restricted to the Void: cannot interfere with Void dimensions prior to the transformation point; cannot act or influence the Void as a Creator.

【Origin Demon God】Requires... Ritual Restrictions: within each corresponding Abyss dimension of the Void, may only wield the highest Origin's power; Demon Gods share ontological status.

"Fuck." Su Lin felt his head about to explode, his body about to split apart.

He was stuck between some vast entity, with forces from both upstream and downstream of the river of time tugging at him.

Information exceeding the limits of his omniscient vision came in fragments, scattered haphazardly under the other's deliberate influence.

Fortunately, because of the other's presence, Su Lin began gradually sharing a certain state, and soon adapted—but this was no good thing.

He saw the First Heaven, as it was about to awaken, attempt to plunge the entire universe into the Abyss; wherever the Abyss corroded, a force erased it entirely, until only ruins remained of the universe.

He saw the First Heaven, after acquiring the fragmented data gathered by the Abyss, exchanged for the position of Abyss God in a foreseeable future.

"You understand now," said the will-avatar of the First Heaven, seated upon the Divine Throne, gazing at Su Lin.

"Only by reclaiming you, at this moment, can even the Above All Things not escape this cycle."

"Come."

Meanwhile, within Su Lin's created Chronicle of Light, a dark void without light erupted violently, surging skyward.

Through the connection with his original self, He brought forth the phenomena of Abyssalization.

He waited for the Above All Things to act, to personally send Su Lin and the remnants—now bound to the Omnipresent Universe—into the Abyss.

But this time,

nothing happened.

A completely different treatment.

"Above All Things!!!" At that moment, the will-avatar of the First Heaven, alongside the Below All Things within him, roared in fury.

(End of Chapter)