Chapter 151: This Is the Final Deception

"I guessed you wouldn't just die obediently, and it seems I'm always the one who guesses right."

The young man in white walked through the cracks in time, watching the four thrones that were gradually collapsing, and reached out to touch one of them lightly. An inexplicable scent began to seep into their process of self-disintegration.

In the beginning, they thought they could rely on the Psionic and Subspace remnants—which could persist even after their own deaths—to leave themselves a final contingency. After all, they were essentially Chaos Gods; the idea of them sacrificing everything so magnanimously was simply a joke. In the end, they still kept an ace up their sleeves.

It was just a pity that this hidden ace was of no use.

The final contingency they had meticulously planned and arranged, the means for their resurrection, their own logical thinking, the hatred existing within the Subspace, and all their thoughts began to pour into the process of time acceleration.

"Shh, don't speak, don't struggle. Even if you struggle, it's useless; they can't see us."

Watching the countless Salvation Army soldiers who were completely unaware and charging madly toward the entire Antarctic Giant Tower, Li Ang still wore that gentle smile on his face, merely standing beside the gradually disintegrating Chaos Gods, leaning against the throne like a good companion, grinning as he faced this scene of unity.

This was indeed a scene worth reflecting on. Those who could reach this place were, without exception, heroes and elites among every species. Out of hundreds of billions of living beings, there were always tens or even hundreds of millions who possessed a spirit of sacrifice that transcended their species and their own self-awareness. Their brilliant Souls shone brightly in this Subspace. They would also feel fear, they would also be afraid, but they steadfastly sent everything useful into the interior of the Giant Tower.

Regarding this Giant Tower that had become a symbol of evil, in this frozen time, the rivers formed by countless human hearts swore to destroy it. If the blessings and sacrifices of the Chaos Gods were added to this at such a time, it could not be better.

"What a perfect script; the world has been twisted into a single line."

Patting the throne, Li Ang watched the people below who were silent, gritting their teeth and giving their all to drag heavy firepower into the throne room, and said with great appreciation: "At the final moment, the Chaos Gods sacrificed their entire existence for this world, giving the final blessing to intelligent life. And the people, whose homelands have been destroyed, whose world has already been partially ruined, and who have completely entered a countdown, have also begun to return the gods' favor, deciding to give it their all. How wonderful this is."

"——!!!"

"Wouldn't it be better to make this drama more realistic, to make the world's emotional fluctuations even greater? The shitty stage play you directed is about to come to an end; be a little happier."

"You... impossible, why! You are clearly a god who pursues self-destruction, you are clearly someone who would die in the pursuit of yourself, why do you still possess such vast power?! Why were you able to come down from the ritual?! How could you possibly walk down from the ritual?! No one in this world can break free from fate!"

The flow of power had reached its final stage, and sealing it was meaningless. The Chaos Gods looked in fury at the man who had shattered all their schemes with such ease, shouting in anger. These gods did not understand at all what had happened, nor did they understand what was going on. It was as if time itself had developed a fatal error, as if causality itself had developed a paradox.

The god of self-destruction had walked down from the ritual, and the true destruction was now chatting and laughing before them. The level of heaven-defying in this operation was comparable to reversing time and space; it was simply impossible.

And to the questioning of the Chaos Gods, Li Ang merely shrugged.

"I am destruction? I am anchored by fate? How ridiculous. Then I must ask in return..."

"When did you start to have the illusion that I am the incarnation of destruction?"

Blinking his eyes, the spiral pupils branded with the marks of destruction changed into normal black.

"..."

It vanished.

The aura of destruction, the aura of death, the aura that seemed destined to destroy the world with the will of self-destruction, just like that, disappeared.

With black hair and black eyes, Li Ang, looking like a normal Human, stood in place, arms spread, grinning at the Chaos Gods who were shocked into speechlessness, fully displaying this hoax that had spanned several years before this Subspace destined for destruction.

"I never once said I was the god in charge of destruction... to be precise, that is what you thought."

Watching the Chaos Gods who had lost the ability to speak, Li Ang smiled and walked back to the throne, patting the crumbling Chaos Gods, his smile full of malice.

"Belief produces results; when I claimed I mastered destruction, when I truly displayed that power which tore through the Subspace, you naturally assumed I was the incarnation of destruction. So, when did you start thinking I was destruction? When did you start thinking I was the same as you?"

"Was it when I obtained your Chaos Token? Was it when I created the soulless ones? Or was it when I built Stonehenge? I merely deduced that final Path from your Magic and Path. I used Stonehenge to simulate the illusion of destruction, placing the concept of destruction upon myself. And so you see, destruction was born just like that, in front of everyone, relying on your imagination."

"Don't understand? I master forbidden technology; everything about you has been thoroughly analyzed by me. Isn't it natural to want to deduce a few things?"

"..."

The Chaos Gods knew very well that the words Li Ang spoke were intended to shake their emotions, to squeeze out their final power.

But they had no choice left. The Chaos Gods were indeed shaken now; they had never thought, nor had they ever considered, why such a thing could happen.

As an aggregate of the Subspace, the masterpiece of the world's negative consciousness, the Chaos Gods had always recognized essence by relying on the power permeating the interior of the Subspace. Some people looked noble and arrogant, but their essence was just rotting sludge. Some people looked filthy and unbearable, but in reality, they were outstanding saints.

No matter what the appearance was, no matter what was displayed, deep in the Soul there would be the most fundamental evolution. As long as one possessed a Soul, then their figure would be reflected in the mirror of the Subspace. The Chaos Gods had relied on this method to run rampant in the world for tens of thousands of years, checking for tens of thousands of years, and had never made any mistakes. Until today.

"Hmm, it looks like you've realized it; that's right, it's the Soul."

Watching the Chaos Gods with their subtle changes in expression, Li Ang patted their rotting throne and gave the final answer.

"From the very beginning, I was absorbing and modifying the Souls of demons, using their technology and power to cover myself with an outer shell. From the moment I got the Chaos Token, I realized it."

"Your judgment is correct; a god of self-destruction has never been born. But unfortunately, I am more powerful than your so-called gods. You will never witness my great achievements, because my dream is the Starry Sky."

"How about it? Am I a qualified liar? But there's no way around it; to erase your influence, to end the rule of Magic, I must do this. Unstable things cannot survive in the Starry Sky. From the beginning, when I was in the Arctic, when I realized that emotion is Magic, I thought of this point."

Sitting amidst the crumbling Chaos Gods, the disguised liar looked at the busy crowd and gave his reasons and answers. He used his own special traits to deceive everyone.

"Psionic Magic is a very powerful force, a very good reserve technology. But it is too unstable, so unstable that even my personal modifications on a planet could completely tamper with the underlying logic, dragging a planet into the abyss."

"A normal person, using a technological Wonder, could bury a hundred billion people on an entire super-large planet within five years; I will not accept such unstable technology appearing. Because I can't even modify it, can't cover it up. As long as there are human hearts, as long as a Soul exists, it will inevitably be unstable. This is the underlying logic; I cannot change it."

"On my journey through the Starry Sky, that is the endless deep space, journeys of hundreds or thousands of light-years at a time, and the result is that because one person's heart wavers, the whole world collapses? Haha, that would be too funny."

Watching the many legions standing under the radiance of Magic, looking incomparably dazzling, the expression on Li Ang's face gradually became serious.

"I swear I will walk to the end of this universe, I swear I will persist forever. With my civilization, my people. And everything they possess will be the most perfect array I have screened. And Magic, a system that can only function on a planet and has huge side effects, I will not allow it to appear in this world... ah, it's still possible. When I can't beat them, then let the whole universe become a cesspit."

"... You are truly the most beastly leader in history."

The Chaos Gods, who had completely reached their end, had already dissolved into a single figure.

This reflection of Chaos, which had headed toward self-collapse and had completely begun to crumble, emitted a voice full of anger, hatred, and resentment toward Li Ang himself.

This was the essence of destruction; when all anger and spirit reached the final end, a god of destruction would be born. But this destruction still had no actions, because the ritual above had replaced his status and begun to operate, constantly stripping away his essence as per his fate, adding it to the process of destruction.

He could only make a sound, cursing this monster.

"You are the most vicious monster, Li Ang. You are the ugliest thing."

"Thanks for the compliment; your cursing is the motivation for me to move forward. Any other questions? I answer your questions, and the power you give me in return is higher; ask more, there is still plenty of time."

"How exactly did you deceive our eyes?"

"It's technology."

Li Ang answered without hesitation.

"Technology...????"

"Yes. Emotion is the Void, the Void is existence, existence is the world, and the world is myself. This series of extensions and the gathering of power of yours, I will lock away as forbidden technology of emotion beneath my dungeon. Including the methods of Soul creation, Psionic Artificial Theory, and such things. Perhaps the Ancient Ones and their enemies were experimenting on you? The results were quite good; don't do it again in the future."

From beginning to end, it was a huge hoax.

The death of demons always added to the strength of technology, and the increase in magic power always added to the ability of forbidden technology. From beginning to end, there was not a single thing Li Ang developed called 'Magic'; it was all technology.

These forbidden technologies created a whole set of dazzling systems, giving people the illusion that this world was a pure Magic and Psionic world. But in reality, the production of these things required the existence of a substance, which was the Soul. Only if a Soul existed would they lead to this thing called Psionic Technology.

However, the appearance of the soulless proves that the soul is an external thing, a background color built upon the Subspace constructed by many intelligent life forms.

"A very beautiful vision, but the human heart has its limits."

"Desire is truly a good thing; it seems capable of reaching the end of the universe, it seems capable of occupying the entire world. But, is the human heart really such an infinite thing? We cannot imagine things we have never seen and cannot understand."

"Yet, through science and logic, we can see more things. Those mathematical paradoxes that transcend Human cognition, that light and the dark side of the universe that cannot be understood by the human brain. Relying only on Magic might be beautiful; I might complete the colonization of a planet in the short term, occupying the entire Solar System. But what about after that?"

The human heart has its limits.

Li Ang believed so.

"You will return; suppressed emotions cannot be suppressed forever, and the waves of the Subspace cannot be suppressed forever by my will alone. You are still thinking of surviving by using my desires, right? Sorry, I will not give you this opportunity. Giving up Magic is not a particularly difficult decision for me. Just like completely clearing away all living things on this planet, it is just a choice."

"I only make the correct choice, even if it eventually leads to nothing remaining on this planet."

"The thought that I might be the worst Planet Unification leader is truly disgusting. All of this is thanks to you; wouldn't it have been better to honestly hand the planet over to me?"

"..."

No sound could be made anymore.

The final destruction had reached its end; he only looked at Li Ang, pouring his vast power into the final ritual.

Accompanied by the destruction of the gods, the time acceleration will gradually begin to cease. In the end, there are still five hours of accelerated time left, enough for these people to make the most perfect preparations, and then welcome the most tragic ending.

"Good night, Chaos Gods. Although I don't want to see you again at all, good night."

Brushing off the fragments of destruction, Li Ang's figure jumped down from the high tower and disappeared into the busy crowd of people.

(End of this chapter)