"There is no eternal peace. War always walks alongside peace."
The helpless God of War and Peace once again witnessed the entire world descend into war.
When chaos descended, this once-peaceful world instead seemed excessively "fragile."
Boom!
Rifts had been torn open everywhere. Those massive cracks were already shaking the foundations of the entire world.
Every world had its own structure and rules.
In Lu PingAn's eyes, this world resembled a sphere with three layers of skin.
One layer upon another, except their "floors" were intertwined rather than physically separated.
They blended together, yet were also divided like the floors of a building, each isolated from and uninvolved with the others.
"...An overly exquisite design becomes all the more fragile in the face of brute force." Looking at it now, that was not entirely a good thing.
The Eye of Truth and the intelligence agencies had sent back plenty of reports. Watching the world order collapse, Lu PingAn fell into thought.
This intricate layered structure made the outer layer the sole point bearing pressure, while also rendering the layers within the world relatively independent. That was a good thing for the residents living within them, but when subjected to external pressure, it became far too "fragile."
"This world's unique rules are actually a bad thing at a time like this."
Looking at the tearing sky, Lu PingAn sensed a powerful interference of brute force that showed no obvious signs of weakening.
This world's rule of "conservation of energy" instead made its interior even more vulnerable.
"...The shell hasn't completely shattered yet. It's only under immense pressure, but the inside is already full of holes."
Past experience told Lu PingAn that overly delicate designs were often adaptations to specific environments. When circumstances changed drastically, they instead lacked flexibility.
And now, before