The gray mist dissipated, the sky regained its original color, and the distorted earth gradually settled.
But the cost was also immense.
Ning Busan and Rationality had overexerted themselves, their divine power nearly completely drained.
Divinity was in the worst shape; the guy had over a dozen holes in his body, which were sizzling with black smoke.
Ning Busan couldn't bear to watch any longer. He walked over to Divinity, wanting to help heal him.
However, just as he raised his hand, Divinity glared at him warily, his face full of caution. “What do you think you're doing?”
Ning Busan was utterly speechless.
Talk about treating good intentions like garbage, and casting pearls before swine!
“What do I want to do? I want to take your life while you're down!” Ning Busan sneered, pinning Divinity down as a sharp dagger condensed from divine power appeared in his hand.
Divinity barked angrily, “Ning Busan, let go of me!”
Ning Busan plunged the dagger directly into Divinity's wound, carving out the power of chaos that was corroding his flesh. His movements were swift and clean, without a shred of hesitation.
Divinity's face contorted in agony, but he pressed his lips tight, refusing to make a single sound.
Before long, Ning Busan had thoroughly worked over all his wounds. He then asked with a smile, “Shouldn't you say thank you?”
Divinity closed his eyes and spat through gritted teeth, “Thank you so much!”
The three of them stood in the now-tranquil Ruins Beyond the Boundary, with the barrier of order self-repairing behind them.
Rationality said calmly, “Before the universe was born, there existed an attributeless primordial void. It was the origin of all things, and the final destination of their end.”
“Eventually, the void split into two opposing parts—chaos and order, which are the Will of Chaos and the Silver-Crowned God.”
Ning Busan said, feeling a bit smug, “The Will of Chaos was nothing special. We banished him easily enough!”
“The enemy that the Silver-Crowned God couldn't defeat was taken care of by the three of us!”
Rationality murmured, “But chaos and order were not the only things that split from the void.”
Divinity seemed to realize something. He frowned, a look of deep disgust appearing in his eyes. “You mean those disgusting things?”
Rationality muttered, “Yes, they are here...”
Countless pale, translucent worms squirmed out of the void. Each was as thick as a thumb, their bodies coated in a sticky, black liquid.
They had no eyes and no limbs—only a spiral mouth filled with fine, sharp teeth that constantly opened, closed, and split apart, emitting a wet clicking sound.
Seeing the dense swarm of mollusks that were even more disgusting than maggots, Ning Busan broke out in goosebumps. “What on earth are those things?”
Divinity said, “They are the dregs left behind when the primordial void split. They feed on order and chaos. We usually call them world devourers.”
Ning Busan gasped in shock, “If they feed on both order and chaos, how did the Silver-Crowned God and the Will of Chaos fail to wipe them out?”
Rationality explained slowly, “In the beginning, the world devourers were very weak. To the Will of Chaos and the Silver-Crowned God, crushing them was like crushing ants.”
“But they were highly intelligent and patient. They remained hidden in the rifts of the void, refusing to show themselves.”
“The world devourers fed on the energy of chaos and order, converting it into chaotic dust, slowly strengthening themselves.”
“And their ultimate goal is to return this starry region to the state of void before the split.”
Ning Busan was dumbfounded.
He had thought defeating the main villain, the Will of Chaos, would be the end of it. But now, it seemed there was a hidden boss.
Divinity said, “Although we banished the Will of Chaos to the end of nothingness, we have exhausted our divine power and are incredibly weak.”
“The world devourers saw an opportunity to kill us, and they naturally won't let this chance slip by.”
The world devourers let out high-frequency buzzes. “Chaos has been banished. As long as order falls completely, this starry region can return to nothingness—”
They devoured everything in their path, turning it into nothingness. Even the laws of reality cracked open to reveal pitch-black rifts.
Watching the world devourers surging toward them, Ning Busan couldn't help but tense up. He asked the two beside him, “How do we deal with them?”
Divinity said coldly, “We can't. Just wait to die.”
Ning Busan's face was a picture of utter bewilderment. “Brother, are you serious?”
Divinity turned his head away with a huff.
Rationality pushed up his glasses. “Theoretically speaking, the strength of the world devourers is close to that of the Will of Chaos. In our current state, we indeed cannot handle them. Our only fate is to be devoured.”
Seeing that neither of them seemed particularly tense, Ning Busan inexplicably relaxed as well.
“And practically speaking?” Ning Busan asked humbly.
Rationality looked behind Ning Busan. “Look, our backup has arrived!”
Ning Busan turned around, his lips twitching involuntarily.
Under the gaze of the three supreme gods, Leo performed an elegant, aristocratic bow, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being in the spotlight. “Everyone, I believe I have arrived just in time.”
Ning Busan asked Rationality in all sincerity, “You call this weakling backup?”
Rationality shook his head without explaining.
With a wave of his hand, Leo summoned the Sword of Destiny.
The world devourers drew closer and closer, about to close in on them.
Holding the silver-wrapped Sword of Destiny, Leo's eyes reflected billions of collapsing lines of causality.
In the next second, he plunged the Sword of Destiny straight into his own heart.
Ning Busan's pupils contracted.
What?
A look of absolute resolve flashed within Leo's deep, grayish-blue eyes.
His bright red heart began to glow with a mysterious light, the brilliance of countless converging paths of destiny.
Thousands of threads of destiny poured from his heart, weaving and twisting together before bursting into flames, transforming into a bridge of light that spanned past and future.
Under his control, the threads of destiny began to swirl around Ning Busan, Divinity, and Rationality, forming a vortex that even warped the surrounding time and space.
Leo's body gradually began to turn translucent as he chanted aloud:
“In the name of destiny, using the three sources as a medium, I summon You to this realm.
—Return, O primordial Creator!”
Ning Busan's eyes nearly split from shock. “You sacrificed yourself?”
Leo laughed wildly. “From the moment I chose to become Destiny, I had already sacrificed my self.”
“Destiny runs through the river of time. As long as this world exists, destiny is immortal.”
“Everything is for this world.”
Leo's body completely vanished into the void.
At the same time, a blinding light erupted from the vortex, and a pale hand tore through the layers of destiny threads, stepping out from within.
This was the true backup—the Silver-Crowned God at his peak.
Wearing his silver crown, his expression solemn and majestic, he radiated a soft yet immensely powerful light.
Looking at the overwhelming swarm of world devourers, the Silver-Crowned God's lips curled up slightly. “Drawing you all out was truly no easy task~”
The banishment of the Will of Chaos and the severe injuries of the three incarnations of order had given the world devourers a glimpse of an opportunity to reduce the universe to nothingness.
Otherwise, with their cautious nature, they might still be hiding in some rift in the void right now.
The Silver-Crowned God raised his hands. A powerful energy surged from his palms, transforming into streaks of silver light that shot toward the world devourers.
Wherever the light touched, the world devourers turned to ash.
The world devourers shrieked, “You belong to the past! Even if you have been summoned, you cannot remain here forever!”
The Silver-Crowned God chuckled softly. “Indeed, my time is limited...”
When he looked up again, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
“But wiping you out is more than enough!”
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