On the bridge of the Paradox Fortress, a "trinity" that cannot be described in any language was quietly born.
In that instant, he was Xiao Han, holding the stars in his hand, his gaze arrogant, a paradoxical emperor who defied cause and effect.
The next instant, she was Su Linglong, her icy eyes opening and closing, frozen for eternity, the throne of the Divine Kingdom held the power of end and rebirth.
In another instant, she is Lin Qingxia, whose life is like a song, nurturing all things, a compassionate mother who soothes all wounds.
Emperors, empresses, and saints.
Three distinct qualities circulated endlessly within Him, merging and forming an ultimate harmony that transcended gender, power, and even existence itself. His aura had already surpassed all the laws of this Hive Universe.
For the first time, the newly appointed "Heavenly Mechanism Sovereign" showed a look of horror. He could not decipher the existence before him; his core logic issued a piercing alarm, because the very existence of this "thing" was an irreparable "fatal error"!
However, the newly born "God of Paradox" did not launch any attack.
He simply raised his hand, faced the entire universe, and gently uttered a sentence using the oldest and most fundamental Primordial Code.
In short, a diagnostic report.
System diagnostics: Unauthorized spirit detected. Initiating Elimination Program.
Buzz--!
Words become law!
Throughout the entire Hive Universe, this incredibly sophisticated supercomputer, crafted by the Creator himself, instantly activated its "anti-virus program" upon receiving this instruction from the highest-level administrator!
Countless threads of law, like billions of awakened nerves, began to frantically repel the foreign soul, the "Heavenly Mechanism Sovereign." His control over the universe began to flicker violently, and vast swathes of star fields broke free of his control, shining once more with the free emerald green.
The Star Shepherd Legion, whose eyes had just been forcibly dyed red, saw their eyes flashing wildly with alternating red and green light. Countless mechs exploded on the spot, turning into cosmic dust, unable to handle the contradictory commands.
No... no!!
The Sovereign roared in utter agony, and flesh and data began to peel away from His colossal divine and demonic body. He could feel that the universe was treating Him like a virus, an alien entity, trying to force Him out alive!
He's about to lose everything!
In the final moments before being completely banished, endless madness and resentment filled His eyes.
"If I can't have it... neither can you!!"
He roared and activated the most fundamental, decisive, and ultimately self-destructive defense mechanism that the Creator had left deep within this brain!
[Universe Reboot Protocol]!
In an instant, the entire sky of the Hive Universe was covered by a layer of scarlet blood. Lines of cold, enormous characters, filled with an apocalyptic aura, appeared in the vision of all living beings.
[Reboot protocol activated...]
[The universe will return to zero in one hundred breaths...]
The crimson countdown, like a guillotine hanging over the heads of all living beings in the universe, pulsed coldly.
[The universe will return to zero in ninety-nine breaths...]
The world has truly begun to "reset to zero".
Starting from the edge of the Hive Universe, matter, energy, laws—everything—was like a pixel that had been selected and then deleted, silently disintegrating and disappearing, transforming into the purest, absolute "nothingness."
Panic is the only melody in the universe at this moment. Those data beings who have just broken free of their shackles and cheered for freedom watch helplessly as their world is erased piece by piece, their very existence turning into lines of deleted code. That ultimate despair gathers into a silent wave, crashing against every remaining corner.
The "God of Paradox" stood silently on the bridge, his will as firm as a rock, unmoved by the apocalyptic vision.
"It's impossible to stop it from the outside."
"The only way out is in the eye of the storm."
"To perform surgery on this universe."
Three wills, three voices, yet they merged into an unquestionable decision.
The moment the words fell, the figure of the "God of Paradox" suddenly became ethereal, transforming into a stream of light woven from chaos, life, and stars. Ignoring the collapse of time, space, and laws, it shot into the Creator's brain, which was occupied by the Ferryman and was frantically executing the restart protocol, like an arrow piercing through illusion!
After breaking through layers of logical barriers, the view suddenly opened up.
This place should have been the world of the Creator's vision, a flawless data paradise constructed from the purest Order and logic.
However, by this time, the Kingdom of Heaven had already fallen.
The sky was a blood-red mess of random characters, and the earth was made up of countless faces of pain, resentment, and betrayal, forming an infernal hell. In the center of this hell, a colossal beast stitched together from these faces was the very essence of the Ferryman's soul. It sat there, enjoying the final revelry before the universe returned to nothingness.
"Welcome to my kingdom, my funeral, and... your graves!" the stitched behemoth roared, each face uttering a different curse.
The battle erupted on a conceptual level.
The behemoth opened its mouth, but what it spat out was not energy, but the law of "Absolute Selfishness." This law manifested as countless illusions that Xiao Han, Su Linglong, and Lin Qingxia feared most—betrayal, abandonment, and fruitless sacrifice... attempting to dismantle their trio's trust from within.
It swung its claws, tearing not space apart, but the logic of "Ultimate Possession." Countless chains of greed appeared out of thin air, trying to forcibly strip away their essence and claim them as its own.
However, the "God of Paradox" simply watched silently. He neither dodged nor avoided, letting those vicious laws pass through him, yet they could not leave the slightest trace on the essence of his "paradox".
At this moment, Xiao Han's will took over. A flash of understanding crossed his eyes, not anger, but a sorrow that was almost pity.
To deal with pure "evil," even greater "force" is useless.
The only antidote is something that "evil" can never comprehend.
He abandoned all resistance and instead opened up a completely different "world" to this mental hell—the purest, deepest, and most painful final wish of the Creator, which he inherited from "The Creator's Elegy."
That was a "regret" for absolute Order.
That was a mad yearning for "freedom" after being imprisoned for millions of years.
That was the "love" that created the world, yet wanted to destroy it with its own hands.
That was a "sacrifice" of willingly imprisoning oneself so that the world could be reborn.
"Didn't you want to devour everything?" Xiao Han's will, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout this hellish place, "Then swallow this 'greatness' as well!"
"Boom--!"
When the logic of "sacrifice" collides with the law of "selfishness"; when the desire for "freedom" embraces the chains of "possession".
The Ferryman's mental world, like a system injected with a deadly virus, instantly crashed.