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Chapter 799

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"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, shit! What a load of crap! What a total pile of crap! Hahahahahaha! *Hiccup! *"

Rick revealed a look of sudden realization and began to laugh and curse loudly, his words filled with mockery.

"Rick, so what exactly is that thing?" Morty was completely confused, unable to understand anything at all.

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Tarolan was still in the room, still sitting on that old-fashioned wooden chair, clutching a pen in his hand.

Reality twisted and collapsed time and time again; the world was destroyed and reshaped before Tarolan over and over.

The torture of body and spirit never ceased for a moment—ending, beginning, ending, beginning, ending, beginning—

Two million and one years passed...

Tarolan was still sitting there; the surroundings were terrifyingly silent, and the pen in his hand fell onto the paper without him making a single move.

He no longer resisted incessantly, as he had at every moment two million years ago.

He just sat there, blankly staring at the paper in his hand, at the text, at the traces of edits and deletions.

That was his attempt, that was his unwillingness to give up, that was his despair, that was his pain.

Every one of Tarolan's confrontations was met with an even more violent and painful counterattack!

Every counterattack from 3999 caused Tarolan immense pain, yet the counterattacks Tarolan gave had no effect on it whatsoever.

Tarolan used his own pain as the price for his experiments, testing over and over again how exactly to contain 3999.

Two million years... He had experimented for two million years, but all of this was completely meaningless.

Tarolan never stopped; he constantly endured pain, constantly resisted, and constantly repeated things that had never been repeated before.

Tarolan was human, a human crowned as the most fragile and sorrowful; humans can clearly feel sorrow, confusion, and despair.

But 3999 could not; it transcended logic, space, dimensions, and everything within human cognition.

It was chaotic; it was disordered.

Tarolan collapsed onto the chair like a corpse, his mouth hanging open in an 'O' shape, his eyes devoid of the slightest glimmer of light.

The surroundings remained quiet; 3999 was not here, yet everything here was 3999.

Everything done was meaningless; everything was meaningless...

In an instant, pressure sufficient to overturn the heavens and earth—all the pain and despair accumulated over these two million years—rushed toward Tarolan's soul like a tsunami.

Tarolan's soul had already rotted, rotted into a puddle of mud, rotted into a pile of excrement, rotted into the most disgusting thing in the world.

Tarolan smelled it—that scent, rotten to the bone, despairing and nauseating.

There was not a shred of sound in the surroundings; the deathly silent world seemed as if it would bury Tarolan right there...

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Tiga World

All the children clenched their hands tightly, their expressions filled with either sadness or pain.

At this moment, the children seemed to return to the moment they watched Tiga get knocked down by that giant sea snail and turn into a stone statue.

The same sadness, the same pain, and the same belief in... Tiga/Tarolan!

It must be possible, right! No matter what the opponent is, an evil god or some supreme divinity, it must be possible to defeat it, right!

Because you are all heroes standing at the very front, protecting humanity!

If you can, Big Brother Tarolan, please borrow all of our light!

Big Brother from the Foundation, don't give up; you must defeat that wicked bastard, win the victory, and then return to the side of your parents and family!

Across the Myriad Worlds

What exactly does 3999 want to do? Is its goal to completely make Tarolan abandon hope?! Is it?

No, no, no! What exactly have they forgotten!

Everyone's scalp tingled, and a storm of thought surged in their minds!

3999 is absolutely, definitely not just doing this to torture Tarolan!

Its goal is definitely not to defeat Tarolan, watch him despair and rot, and find satisfaction in that!

So what is it! What exactly is 3999's goal!

The process is not wrong; 3999 has always been twisting and torturing Tarolan. So, assuming Tarolan collapses, what benefit can 3999 gain?

Everyone stared intently at the text on the screen that had been edited into chaos! Attempting to derive the answer from it.

Distortion, chaos, despair, collapse, mockery, wailing—Tarolan's despair seemed to leap from the handwriting into reality, and those constant deletions were like a supreme punishment inflicted upon Tarolan.

Everyone seemed to have grasped something, but they were just a little bit off! So, Tarolan, what are you going to do?

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Meaningless; everything done over these two million years is meaningless...

The torture endured, the sorrow felt, everything, absolutely everything...

Tarolan was like a corpse that had rotted long ago, blankly, foolishly, staring at the ceiling without the slightest consciousness...

3999 is a supreme divinity; it is chaotic, it is disordered, it is something humans cannot understand... That's right.

So, give up the resistance, Tarolan.

"..."

There was not the slightest expression on Tarolan's face; he slowly closed his eyes—

The next moment, Tarolan suddenly opened his eyes, the expression on his face twisted and insane to the extreme! Rage and resentment sprayed out from his eyes!!!

"Give up! Screw giving up!!! Two million years, and you say give up just like that! 3999, you bastard, keep going!!!"

Tarolan grabbed the pen fiercely; disordered, chaotic, incomprehensible?!

"Then I'm going to define you, damn it!!!"

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Chapter 446: Foundation War God Tarolan! Tarolan: I am the Supreme Divinity?! Dragging the Supreme Divinity off the altar!

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Item #3999 is twisted, it is chaotic, it is something humans cannot understand; it is chaos itself!

No one knows what SCP-3999 actually is; the Foundation defines it as a supreme divinity!

It transcends space, time, logic, dimensions, reality, and so on!

The Foundation describes 3999 like this: if you try to understand it, you will definitely die without a doubt.

So no one knows what 3999 actually is; it is chaotic, it is disordered, it is...

"It can be defined!!!"

Tarolan roared like a wild beast; every cycle would restore his body to normal. He was still him, but he was long since no longer him!

Tarolan could maintain clarity, but he absolutely could not maintain his sanity!

Over these two million years, he had been subjected to endless torture by 3999; how could he just give up like this, how could he be willing to admit defeat just like that!!!

3999 tortured him, denied him, wanted to make him collapse, wanted to make him despair, wanted to make him twisted—well, Tarolan just wouldn't let this bastard have its way!

"Twisted, disordered, transcending reality, undefined... I'm going to define you, damn it!!!"

Blue veins bulged all over Tarolan's body, his eyes numb yet burning with a raging fire; he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to tear 3999 apart and swallow it whole!

Loyalty to the Foundation, longing for his family, the salvation of a reality on the verge of collapse, hatred for the endless torture 3999 had inflicted for two million years!

Tarolan could not admit defeat; he could not admit defeat!

Just thinking about 3999 stepping on his corpse in triumph after he admitted defeat made his body and soul feel as if they were being bitten and devoured by ten thousand ants!

The only thing Tarolan wanted to do now was revenge!

He wanted to let that high-and-mighty supreme divinity see that no matter how weak humans are, they are not to be trampled upon and bullied at will!!!

The flames of revenge burned fiercely amidst two million years of hatred, despair, and pain; Tarolan's soul, which had been on the verge of collapse, was now reborn in these raging flames!

"What exactly do you want to do, and why do you want to torture me... It doesn't matter anymore, none of it matters. Item #3999, you've had it too comfortable!"

A strange smile appeared on Tarolan's face; he seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. He picked up the fallen pen and returned once again to his battlefield!

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【The Batman Who Laughs: "Hahahaha! That's right! The best way to fight nothingness is to define the other party first!"】

【Nobita Nobi: "That's right, exactly! Give 3999 that bastard a fierce counterattack!"】

【Tezcatlipoca: "A warrior without a doubt! Not bad, not bad! If I existed in that world, I would definitely have recruited you, hahahahahaha!"】

【Orochi: "Two million years of mental torture—I don't know how you endured it, but a bug is still a bug. You put on a hard shell and think you can defeat a god? Ridiculous to the extreme."】

【Tatsumaki: "Heh, still better than some people who are neither human nor ghost. Are you guys living comfortably underground?"】

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