Gurgle, gurgle!!
The giant gulped down mouthful after mouthful of canned food and mineral water from the supply shelves behind him. Soon, empty cans were scattered all over the floor, like the aftermath of a binge eater's rampage.
The food entered the spinal Tower of Babel through his mouth, allowing the armies inside the tower to eat as well. At the same time, centered around the spine, a crude but special digestive process was absorbing the energy within the food.
Flesh was growing.
Meridians spread across the bones.
Was this the growth rate of a normal human being?? The skeleton before him had already transformed into a fresh-red, muscular life-form with flesh and a well-proportioned physique. Its leg bones continued to lengthen as its body stretched higher and higher, until it stood a full six feet tall, broad and powerful!
The speed at which it consumed food and proliferated flesh was fundamentally inhuman. As expected of a humanoid Super Zombie based on the Zombie Lord's template!
This giant life-form, gulping down food frantically, had no eyes, ears, or nose.
Its appearance was merely a white waxen life-form built from simple muscles and bones. Otherwise, it would certainly have seen the expression of someone outside the Crystal Wall.
It was pity.
The look in Li Qing's eyes was as if a prison guard were watching an inmate in prison eat his last meal.
After Li Qing learned the true purpose behind the construction of the Tower of Babel, he was merely watching a magnificent film about a civilization: war, schemes, open plots, conspiracies, and stratagems. The Great Emperor of Atabia was an utterly absurd research madman. If he were not insane, he would never have risked his life to excitedly run over and meet Li Qing during the apocalypse of Ultraviolet Radiation, nor would he have built a mad creation like the Tower of Babel in an attempt to become a god.
But Li Qing suddenly felt pity.
Because the Great Emperor of Atabia was building the Tower of Babel to hand him the butcher's knife with which to kill him.
As tiny life-forms that hid everywhere, the Single Cells had continuously evolved and adapted to extinction, yet still had no way to deal with him. But now that he had grown so large and merged with the giant, could he perfect his genes again and again, continuously evolving?
From the other side's perspective, it was not wrong: Look! How formidable was God? How enormous was God's body? So evolve directly into a god in one go, grow in this world with the gigantic flesh-and-blood template of a god, and eventually gain the power to resist the Outer Gods!
But he simply did not know this:
Gods were nowhere near as powerful as he imagined.
That had all been lies told to him. Gods were just weaklings.
In the real world, humanity had never defeated the ubiquitous bacteria.
On the contrary, human lives were even more fragile. A single bullet could end a life, just as fragile as Ning Guochang had been. Otherwise, he would never have committed suicide.
The larger the body, the bigger the target.
Previously, Li Qing had not had many ways to kill him. After all, this king had hidden himself so thoroughly that no one even knew where his true body was. But now, there were more than a hundred ways to kill him!
One had to understand that this was a free country. Getting hold of a gun and blasting him apart would not even be difficult.
As for not being a true life-form, having no vital points, and being able to repair his wounds again and again?
He probably did not know.
Caliber is justice, and ammunition is truth.
Quite a few wealthy people in this country liked to build private arsenals, storing ammunition by the tens or hundreds of thousands. What use was repairing himself? Bullets were dirt cheap. At his size, they could shoot his entire body to pieces.
Li Qing suddenly thought of a maxim from The Unbearable Lightness of Being:
When man thinks, God laughs.
Of course, he was not mocking him, nor did he have the right to laugh.
The other's wisdom and talent held a position among the Atabians comparable to that of Newton and Einstein among Earth's humans—the great figures who had guided an age of civilization.
Such a great founder of civilization was not someone an ordinary wage earner like himself could mock.
But if one lived inside a narrow bottle, did thinking more necessarily bring one closer to the truth? Just as the ancients of an era had never produced an Einstein, had they never produced any other wise men?
No.
No matter how clever they were, they would still be constrained by the backward knowledge of their age, living within an information cocoon. They might even be able to do nothing but believe in ghosts and gods, taking the heavens as round and the earth as square.
Thinking of this, Li Qing's heart filled with emotion. He spoke from outside the Crystal Wall:
"Great Emperor of Atabia, as the first sage to live upon an ancient, primitive land, you have worked hard enough to reach this point. You have been astonishing enough, and defied the heavens enough."
The Great Emperor of Atabia, who had been gulping down food, froze slightly.
Hearing those words, which sounded like an epitaph evaluating his entire life, an inexplicable fear began spreading through his heart.
What did this mean?
Was becoming a god and entering the forbidden domain of gods the date of my death?
He abruptly lowered the food and immediately turned around, throwing a punch at the Crystal Wall.
Bang!
His bones snapped instantly.
His flesh exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
The toughness of the Crystal Wall had reached an utterly inconceivable level.
"Mortal on the ground, you have worked hard enough." Li Qing suddenly spoke, leaving only a few words behind: "I hope you can survive Judgment Day."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Atabia's heart underwent a violent upheaval.
Boom!
Boom, boom!
He continued throwing punches.
He began struggling frantically, once again adjusting the structure of his muscles and bones as before, uniting his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, attempting to shatter this world's Crystal Wall. He kept evolving, adjusting his structure as if opening a can of beef.
Unfortunately, it was all utterly meaningless.
"What?"
"This is impossible. It didn't react at all."
"It is clearly so transparent, yet so hard!"
"His Majesty, according to our simple measurements, the material of our bones is currently completely incapable of shattering this structure!"
"Impossible! This is the power of a god! This is a god! An omnipotent god! How could a god be unable to shatter the Crystal Wall??"
"Even the power of a god cannot break the Crystal Wall? I see. This may be a restriction imposed by the world's rules in the unseen realm. No wonder the powerful Outer Gods cannot easily descend upon our world."
Inside the Tower of Babel, the voices of countless scholars rose and fell as they continued discussing the matter.
Unlike the pull-tab of a can.
The material of this Crystal Wall was unimaginably tough. It was not even remotely in the same league.
It seemed that no matter how one evolved, as long as one remained a Carbon-based Life made of bones and flesh, one would be utterly helpless before this material.
And just then.
The cold voice of the Outer God rang out in the mind of the Emperor controlling the giant, and across all the All Living Beings in the world. Its majestic, vast voice echoed through every ocean city.
"The people upon the earth are guilty beyond measure, arrogant and conceited, refusing to repent for their blasphemy against the God of Creation."
The voice pierced the sky and scattered across the earth.
"This civilization is about to end. This is the day to judge humanity's fate."
Outside the Crystal Wall, that vast deity towering into the clouds seemed like a giant beyond the world, a figure as if it held the entire world in its grasp and contained every law and principle of heaven and earth.
He looked down upon the entire humble earth, looking down upon the entire city-kingdom piled up from toy building blocks.
"I shall bring down Judgment Day!"
"I shall judge the sinners upon the earth. Hell shall cover the entire world, and the wicked shall be cast into the lake of sulfur and fire, where they will perish forever."
That immense Consciousness Waves passed into every corner of the world, seeming like the origin of all living things, imbued with the radiance of the divinity of a primordial god.
In the imperial city, close-quarters combat continued as before.
But the warriors on both sides suddenly froze. Everyone listened to the voice, their minds going utterly blank.
The Final Judgment was about to begin.
The Outer God was about to immediately unleash the next mass extinction!
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