Chapter 155

A solemn and kind voice sounded.

"I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End."

Suddenly, that figure that looked a bit old expanded instantly, becoming an incomparably tall, incomparably huge humanoid of light.

This humanoid was in a white robe, surrounded by fierce, incandescent but not dazzling light, with a holy halo behind its head.

When this humanoid appeared, no matter what path they followed, no matter what they did, from the common people below to the Emanators above, all who witnessed it.

Everyone had the urge to kneel and worship this humanoid in their hearts.

He raised his hand, his palm passing through the planet, but did not cause damage to it.

His voice resounded, incomparably solemn, incomparably grave, incomparably kind.

"Let there be light."

In an instant, the entire star field lit up, regardless of time zone, regardless of direction.

Even a section of the huge city wall cast by the Aeon of "Preservation"—"The Amber Lord" Qlipoth.

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And outside the city wall, the complete figure of the Aeon of "The Voracity"—Ouroboros—who was devouring the universe, were all highlighted in this infinite ocean of light.

When the light dissipated, the "Antimatter Legion" that was raging in this star field and bringing death and "Destruction" was gone.

And in that light, the people who should have died were now standing intact, each with complex emotions in their eyes.

They all looked at the place where "God" was, but saw no one there.

Only the withered old tree sprouted new buds.

"SCP-343," "God," left this planet.

The miracle He displayed, however, was like a bomb detonated in the water, setting off a huge wave.

The residents in that star field, whether intentional or unintentional, whether interested in the Foundation's live stream, were all illuminated by that gentle light.

For them, under that light, perhaps the miracle of resurrection from the dead could not be reproduced, but it truly cured the diseases in their bodies.

This was already a great favor, a kindness that could not be repaid.

Not long after, the barrage was like an avalanche, and various texts belonging to different language families occupied the screen, looking as if the entire screen had turned white.

"God! It's God! I saw God with my own eyes!"

"Hahaha, I can get out of bed and walk again. I almost forgot what it felt like to be able to move freely."

"It's so magical. I watched my classmate being killed with my own eyes, but after 'God' appeared, she was resurrected... Can you understand? A person who died before your eyes, resurrected from the dead, and then excitedly told you what the world after death is like. I suspect I'm still dreaming."

"No, this is not a dream. I am one of the people resurrected from the dead. After being killed by the 'Antimatter Legion,' I felt my whole body floating upward. There was a black hole in the sky, and countless silent souls were floating toward it together... then, a light wrapped me, and then I woke up."

"I just had an urge to kneel and worship out of thin air. I don't know if you have this feeling. It's like people should eat and drink water; it seems to be an instinct."

"Same, I really started to suspect that the Foundation's 'God' is really the creator of the universe..."

"There is a new question. 'God,' classified as divinity, created our universe, so what kind of existence would other divinities, and those with the word 'Supreme' added, be? Are they the creators of the multiverse? The Foundation can contain these existences; is the Administrator a member of the Supreme Divinity?"

"It's hard to say. The first divinity to appear is like this; I dare not think about what the subsequent divinities will be like, let alone those Supreme Divinities."

"This is divinity, listen to what 'God' says."

The discussion in the live stream was extremely heated. At the same time, on the planet that was saved, an invisible wave had appeared.

Countless people spontaneously became believers of "God," sincerely thanking Him for extending a helping hand in time and saving their civilization from danger.

The area where "God" appeared and walked was regarded as a holy land.

Students offered bouquets there, residents of the same city rushed over, and more people scrambled for plane tickets, boat tickets, and shuttle tickets to come from all over the world to make a pilgrimage.

The rich and politicians of this planet made up their minds to build a statue for "God."

This day was also renamed "God's Descent Day."

Luofu Luofu Xianzhou "Luo Fu."

The woman's boudoir was classical and elegant, and the courtyard outside the window was lush with trees, the branches swaying slightly in the night wind, rustling.

The night was quiet, but it could not hide the heat in Fu Bai Xuan's heart at this time.

On the mahogany carved bed, there was a brocade quilt.

Fu Bai Xuan lay on her side, her gauze clothes without a trace, and the feather fan shook lightly.

"Sigh, a short few seconds, like a dream... still hard to believe that such a miracle really descended."

Fu Bai Xuan couldn't help but whisper. She finally understood why every time she divined the future related to the Foundation, the hexagrams she got were blurry, or the divination failed directly.

Among the objects she divined, there were at least several gods, and even existences with higher status, Supreme Divinities.

In the eyes of others, a diviner is like a charlatan; she is the one among these charlatans who calculates without omission.

But no matter how much of a charlatan, she belongs to humans and is difficult to cross the difference between humans and gods.

This is the most stable and the most unbreakable barrier.

If "Nous" is willing to lend its status and computing power, she might be able to peek at a little bit, but this is obviously impossible.

Fu Bai Xuan pinched the bridge of her nose, and she could no longer raise the thought of divining existences related to the Foundation.

"If the General asks, I'll use the excuse of being unwell and decline."

Jarilo-VI, Goethe Hotel.

Unlike other places in the galaxy, the Trailblazer team was not too shocked by the power of "God," nor were they in a hurry to discuss what impact "God" would have on the galaxy situation.

The room was not lit, and the lighting relied only on the dim natural light outside the window.

March 7th was excited, wrapped in a white bed sheet, imitating "God's" movements, slowly raising her right hand, her index finger pointing to the sky, solemnly declaring:

"Let there be light!"

As the words fell, a circle of white light appeared behind her head, incomparably dazzling.

"Stelle" clapped her hands.

It's just...

If this light was summoned by March 7th, rather than Bai Bai Xuan holding a flashlight behind her, it would be better.

Moreover, March 7th also ignored a problem: in this environment, lighting from behind would make her face look very black.

It didn't look like a god, but rather like a demon.

Dan Heng looked at the "God-slayers" playing happily, couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead, and sighed:

"March, that is an existence not weaker than an Aeon. If you play like this, it's easy to be struck by lightning."

After "God" disappeared, where could He go?

The lower district of Belobog!

In Dan Heng's eyes, March 7th's behavior was no different from turning into an "Abundance Abomination" in front of "The Hunt."

The pink girl crossed her arms in front of her chest, a bit hesitant:

"Shouldn't be... 'God' shouldn't be so narrow-minded..."

"Uh, you look at the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou Alliance, hunting 'Abundance Abominations' for so long, the Aeon of 'Abundance' hasn't fought them to the death either."

Saying that, she pulled off the white bed sheet wrapped around her body and handed it to "Stelle."

So, the latter also followed suit and solemnly declared:

"Let there be light!"

In the room, Dan Heng's second sigh came.

After "God" dealt with the "Antimatter Legion" in a star field, He returned to Jarilo-VI and appeared in front of Clara.

"Sorry, child, just dealt with a little trouble."

Clara looked at the grandpa appearing again with some curiosity, her red eyes a bit dull, as if because the way the latter disappeared and reappeared was too magical, just like those existences with supernatural powers in stories.

In Clara's eyes, this white-haired, white-bearded grandpa had a kind smile on his face, just because of some small things just now, he had to leave for a short while.

For this girl who was still in her infancy, the whole world was the same as usual.

She needed to continue running in the abandoned town, collecting replaceable metal parts everywhere, and constantly thinking for the continuation of Jarilo-VI's civilization.

What Clara didn't know was what kind of power the grandpa in her eyes had shown in that short period of disappearance, and how far-reaching the influence was on the entire universe.

What "little trouble" represented.

But it didn't matter anymore.

When "God's" words fell, the light that shrouded an entire star field completely transcended the constraints of all physical laws, making people more thoughtful and shocked than the mysterious light screen created by the Foundation.

Although the mainstream belief of today's civilization is still the Aeons who hold the paths, the Foundation's "God" made a move, and used unquestionable and irreproachable miracles to promote a more ancient existence.