Chapter 181
The next moment, with Death God Karl at the center, the entire world was completely rewritten by the rules of Order, becoming a separate fragment that was incompatible with the spacetime of this universe.
Everything became like a dream, turning into bubbles.
To outsiders, however, it appeared that when the great hand of Lord Sunday fell, everything there was wiped away, leaving behind a void in the universe.
At least in Keisha's eyes, this was true for Carl and for all of space and time in which he was.
It became a void of nothingness.
This sent a chill down the spine of the high and mighty Queen of Gods Angel Queen.
Because of Morgana, Keisha guessed that Carl was up to something again.
Although she had said before Sunday that angels should not interfere in Earth or matters concerning demons there, Keisha still decided to come to the Dark Nebula to question Carl in person.
As the queen of the gods, she has the qualifications and strength to do so.
Even though Death God Karl is very unpredictable and should not be underestimated...
She had only just arrived at the River Styx when she unexpectedly witnessed this scene.
Looking at the enormous projection of the Lord Sunday before me.
The Sunday she saw now was completely different from the one she had seen before. Now he seemed more like the embodiment of the Taiyi God, or perhaps He was a part of the One.
"Your Lord Sunday..."
Keisha set aside her pride and arrogance as the Angel King, and bowed to the Emanator had transformed into Harmony and Order.
Keisha already had a slight inclination towards the Justice Order returning to the Ena Order when faced with the choice given on Sunday, and now she is even more certain of it.
If it were a different choice, it would probably be the Angel Nebula that would be erased now, and his own Melo Heavenly Court.
On Sunday, I glanced at Keisha. Although I was surprised that she was in the Dark Nebula, I didn't ask any questions.
At this moment, he was concerned about something else: the Great Clock.
That thing seems to have done something.
"Your Majesty, Death God Karl... dead?"
Keisha knew everything about Morgana and everything about Carl's appearance on Earth.
She was able to keep up with the news through Angel Chase's live stream, even though she wasn't on Earth.
Unexpectedly, Sunday's power was so terrifying that it appeared in Carl's lair in the blink of an eye and wiped out Carl's hometown with a single blow.
If it were just a matter of teleportation and the destruction of a star field, Keisha could actually do it. She could simply use a celestial computer or a spacetime wormhole and then detonate a star to achieve a similar effect.
But something as smooth as Sunday, or even the ability to rewrite the rules of the universe, is completely impossible.
Even astronomical computers cannot calculate how He did it.
But now Keisha is more interested in what will happen to Carl.
Although Keisha never gave Carl a second glance, she couldn't deny that this guy was extraordinary, absolutely the most powerful in the known universe.
"The Great Clock..."
He did not give Keisha a clear answer on Sunday, because he was not 100% sure either.
Just now, on Sunday, when the Order Rule were being rewritten in this star field, a strange change occurred with Carl.
Although the rules here have been successfully rewritten, Carl... may not have been completely erased. Rather, the interference of the Great Clock allowed him to undergo some changes, becoming a variable.
"The Great Clock?"
This answer made Keisha thoughtful. Could it be that Carl used the Great Clock to escape?
But how could that be?
Although the Great Clock is the greatest celestial computer in the known universe, its Sacred Knowledge Treasury is not far behind it.
Or perhaps Carl did something else with the Great Clock later.
"The Order is unchangeable, and this world will surely become the paradise that all living beings dream of."
Although Carl's situation has changed slightly and has not been completely rewritten, in His view, it is meaningless!
Because the outcome was already predetermined, no matter how much one struggles, one cannot escape the rules of Order.
In the end, this universe will inevitably transform into the paradise he and his sister dreamed of, just as he had planned.
All evil and tyranny will inevitably be restrained by Order, and this cannot be changed.
At the same time, Lord Sunday also noticed that other forces in the universe were watching Him, staring at Him with fear, curiosity, worship, and greed.
Because what He demonstrated was so different from the Gene Engineering evolutionary path of the masses in this universe.
Instead of stopping these gazes, Lord Sunday became the conductor of the crowd's voices at that moment.
"Then let this harmonious melody of Order from beyond the heavens guide all things back to stability and order..."
I made a decision on Sunday that felt like I could go further.
He played that sacred relic of Order, the last Order Phonograph, and broadcast that divine celestial sound to all the galaxies covered by Order.
This undoubtedly further stimulated the Order Rule, making the Path of Order more active in this universe. Even though there is no true Order Aeon, the divine power of the Aeon has been displayed.
One hundred and seventy-three hundred and thirty-six planets became part of a chorus, shimmering with the musical notes. On Lord Sunday held a baton resembling a celestial conductor, guiding the Order notes to present a unified and rhythmic performance.
As the Order Phonograph played, then the Sunday -transformed Choir of One sang with the divine power of the Order of the Choir of One.
A varied sound was squeezed out from between the lips and teeth, like a fog covering the ears of all living beings, containing hundreds of millions of modal intervals, which were impossible to hear clearly.
Only a very few believers of Order heard His voice clearly. It was the harmonious roar of the imperial weapons, which radiated like light from these people, and then... they successfully embarked on the path of Order.
No one knows how much time passed, but by the time people came to their senses, the projection of the Lord Sunday in the dark galaxy had already disappeared.
Or perhaps that star field has been rewritten by the Order Rule, becoming a void in the eyes of others, as if it had never existed.
Back to Earth.
The calamity of evil has been wiped away by Order.
Faced with the Emanator of that Order, the choir, the embodiment of God, Choir of One Lord Sunday. The believers of Order become even more fervent, singing together the hymns of that Choir of One.
However, at this moment, the students of the Super God Academy felt their hearts sink to the bottom when faced with such an existence.
His appearance did indeed stop the demon's calamity, wipe away the harm of Death God Karl, and seemingly protect the earth well.
Because of the protection of "Order," all disasters on Earth are restrained, and the planet's civilization can be built at an unprecedentedly high efficiency.
Conversely, isn't "Order" actually a greater danger?
Look at the extent to which Earth's civilization has been eroded by "Order" now.
In Dukao's eyes, this so-called "Order" is an even bigger intruder!
However, He was more selfish, using the name of Order to drive out the other intruders and make Himself the only one.
Just like a certain monotheistic religion!
The so-called Order Rule are set by "Order /one person/ Sunday," leaving no room for others to choose; this is a kind of God's dictatorship over the world.
Of course, it's not just Dukao; many people see Sunday as the same.
After all, the one "wearing a royal ring" is not a king, but a lord.
One may be selfless, the other may be selfish.
Many people believe that Sunday is definitely not a king; he does not have the mindset of a king.
The king grants permission, the king bears the burden, the king takes responsibility for the entire world—this is the awareness that even Golden Flash possesses.
The so-called "martyrdom" on Sunday is about transforming oneself into the "sun of Order," defining the rules of paradise by one's will, and constructing one's own ideal state.
The Lord's mercy is proud.
Examine the world, judge heretics!
"The tide has turned."
The power of the Emanator was concealed, and Sunday returned to its original state.
This time, the Sound of Order resonated once again, further refining his already nearly complete plan. At least the entire Chiwu Galaxy, along with the surrounding areas, was completely eroded and rewritten by the Order Rule.
This means the foundation of the amusement park has been laid!
At this moment, the stage is almost set up, and the final show is about to begin.
The entire universe's civilizations and powers were gathered together for a grand Grand Harmony Ceremony, with even the Aeon of Harmony joining in the festivities.
As for Sunday, being the child of Order, wouldn't it be too risky to allow the Harmony Xipe, who devours Order, to appear?
This Sunday was already considered, but without the support of the Aeon, how can it be considered a grand event?
Moreover, he also needs Xipe's strength.
Even when following the path of Order, Harmony is never excluded.
The Choir of One, too, is Emanator of Xipe!
Although it was originally related to Order...
Furthermore, he was already prepared; Xipe wouldn't do anything to him. And his sister, Robin, might be able to become his Emanator Harmony one fell swoop.
After all, it's such a grand and magnificent Grand Harmony Ceremony, and it's in this unknown other world that it's meant to promote the idea of Harmony. It would be too stingy of Xipe not to show some appreciation.
That would really make his sister abandon Harmony too!
Let's step into Order together...
Taking all this into account, Sunday no longer hesitated. Things still needed to be arranged properly. Next, he would turn Earth into another reality and Penacony.
Of course, this requires the use of the power of Order, Harmony, and even the stellar core.
However, preparations for this have been underway since Sunday, using the Order Rule to erode and rewrite reality, all for the sake of this Earth version of "Penacony".
By now, the fate of Order has become completely active, though not to the point of resurrecting Taiyi, it is still extremely exaggerated. Then again, he has no intention of resurrecting Taiyi.
Instead, it becomes a new Order...
Having fully inherited Taiyi's legacy, and further expanded and activated the Path of Order in this universe, Sunday's power has surpassed that of the Emanator.
What he showed before was not his true power.
His true authority and power should perhaps be called a false god of Order.
In short, once these arrangements are made, he will extend invitations to all the major factions and civilizations in the universe for the Grand Harmony Ceremony...
Once the Grand Harmony Ceremony ended, his goal with the Robin was considered accomplished.
Not long after.
On Sunday, I returned to Angel International to handle the aftermath of the demon incident. Morgana was still under my command and did not suffer any mishaps despite Carl's appearance.
However, Sunday did not have such a strong desire to kill; he merely transformed the chaotic demon into a puppet of Order.
A complete puppet, not just an adjective!
Let her play her final role in establishing the stage for the Grand Harmony Ceremony.
This is the punishment that Order gives to those who break it.
In addition, Sunday's official start was to Robin, even though the Robin is quite famous now, it's not enough.
She's not exactly famous in the universe, so Sunday is the day to make her sister a superstar in the entire known universe.
After all, as another main character in the Grand Harmony Ceremony, she is also extremely important.
She will not only sing at the ceremony, but will also perform the miracle of Harmony, thereby inviting the Myriad-Faced God!
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"Miss Robin, you're amazing! A billboard that can run, a bubble that can carry people flying, and an endless supply of soda."
Standing beside the Robin, Rui Mengmeng looked at the dreamlike scene before her and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
It's only been a short time, but it feels like the world has completely changed.
It became unfamiliar, and dreamlike.