A Multiverse as a Chessboard-Tang San's Pupils Contracted: Our Entire Universe Was Just a Sacrificial Pawn?
Tang San's fist slowly clenched inside his sleeve.
In his mind, flashes of Xiao Wu's resolute sacrifice, his own reckless efforts to revive Xiao Wu, the numerous trials on Sea God Island, and the life-and-death battles with Bibi Dong and the Abyssal Sage King flashed by.
He believed himself to be determined and never give up.
But if he were to fight a war he knew he would lose and that was utterly hopeless, to protect a world destined for destruction...
Can he... do it?
He didn't know.
In the midst of this oppressively silent atmosphere, the black text on the Light Screen gradually faded away.
Instead, a completely new picture emerged.
The image is no longer a concrete picture, but a darkness so deep it reaches its extreme.
In the center of that darkness, there was only a small, faintly glowing point of light.
It was like the last candle in an endless night.
When the last word was uttered, the whole world seemed to be paused.
The wind stopped blowing, the clouds stopped flowing, and even the light seemed to freeze in the air.
Whether they are Emperor and generals in the mortal world or Titled Douluo who have transcended the mundane.
Whether it's a level 100 Deity who has broken free from the Shackles lifespan, or God King who can create stars with a single thought.
At this moment, all existing thoughts were completely overwhelmed by this short text that contained an endless amount of terrifying information.
silence.
A deathly silence that made even the soul tremble.
Douluo God Realm.
On the Supreme God throne, the Sea God Tang San's blue eyes, which seemed to see through everything, suddenly contracted to their extreme, resembling two deep, cold stars.
The expressions on the faces of the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction beside him were also completely frozen, like sculptures frozen in Eternity.
They are the rulers of the God Realm Committee, the highest beings at the top of the cosmic pyramid, and the Supreme God revered by billions of living beings.
But the words on the Light Screen, in a cold and emotionless tone, were telling a cruel truth that they had never touched upon, and had never even dreamed of.
"Multiverse..."
The God of Emotion, Rong Nianbing, moved his lips slightly, using all his strength to forcefully squeeze out those four words from his throat.
His voice was dry and hoarse, as if it had been eroded by desert storms for a thousand years.
Once upon a time, he believed that the God King was the pinnacle of all power in the world and the ultimate embodiment of the Laws of all things.
But now, a grander, and more desperate world has been brutally revealed by this mysteriously originating Light Screen.
It turns out that above the God King, there is also "Will".
It turns out that above the universe, there is a "multiverse".
"Pitch-black Will... Cosmic Brightness..."
The God of Evil Jidong and the God of Goodness Lieyan embraced tightly, feeling each other's divine bodies tremble slightly and uncontrollably.
As embodiments of the Laws good and evil, they possess the deepest understanding of the words "positive power" and "destruction."
However, what was depicted on the Light Screen clearly went beyond the conflict between the good and evil factions within the Divine Realm.
It was a war at the Conceptual Level!
It is the ultimate showdown between existence and Nihility!
"Chess Piece?"
A deep, majestic, and furious dragon roar resounded in another corner of the Divine Realm, shaking the entire Divine Realm!
Dragon God!
Its massive body trembled slightly, its mountain-like dragon head held high, and its golden dragon eyes, large enough to reflect the stars, stared intently at the words "Chess Piece"!
He is the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Dragons! He is the supreme being who once unified the entire Divine Realm single-handedly!
Even after being cleaved into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King by the Asura God's sword, the pride that placed him above all living beings in his bones never faded in the slightest.
But now, there's something to tell him.
His entire universe, along with him, the former Supreme God, might just be an insignificant Chess Piece that can be discarded at any time.
This insult, this contempt, made him feel even more angry and... powerless than when the Asura God struck him with his sword!
"Roar--!"
His uncontrollable rage materialized into Dragon Flame, which spewed from his mouth, but vanished the instant they touched the Laws of the Divine Realm, without even causing a ripple.
The Dragon Prince stood behind him, his massive dragon head bowed, even his breathing becoming cautious.
He could feel the fury emanating from the Father God, a fury that seemed poised to incinerate the entire Divine Realm.
But deep within this rage, he also caught a glimpse of something he had never seen in his Father God... a sense of bewilderment and fear.
Douluo Continent.
Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.
Huo Yuhao suddenly stood up from his seat, the movement so forceful that it knocked over the chair behind him.
Tang Wutong, who was standing next to him, also known as Wang Dong'er, instinctively grabbed his hand, only to find it was ice-cold to the touch.
"Yuhao?"
Huo Yuhao did not respond.
His gaze was fixed on the Light Screen in the Sky Vault, his mind blank, and all he could hear was the pounding of his own heart.
Destroying the multiverse?
War stretches across the ends of time?
Countless images flashed through his mind.
From his bullied childhood in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, to his serendipitous encounter with the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in the Star Dou Great Forest, and then to the Ultimate Soldier Plan, fighting against the Holy Spirit Cult, whose Evil Soul Master were scattered across the continent, and resisting the iron hooves of the Sun Moon Empire sweeping across the world...
Ultimately, he embodied the emotions of the people, became the God of Emotion, and single-handedly established the Spirit Pagoda, changing the landscape of the entire continent.
His entire life was a struggle, a fight against fate.
He thought he had experienced the greatest hardships and turmoil in the world.
Compared to the understated phrase "war stretches to the end of time" on the Light Screen, everything he did and everything he won seemed so insignificant and laughable.
Just like a sandcastle built by a child on the beach, it cannot even exist for a moment in the face of a cosmic Tsunami.
"Are you... are you kidding me...?"
Xu Sanshi, one of the Shrek Seven Devils, turned deathly pale. His usual lazy smile vanished without a trace, leaving only endless horror.
He muttered to himself, as if asking himself, or perhaps asking his companion beside him.
"Our world... our Douluo Star... is just a Chess Piece on a chessboard?"
He Caitou clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking from the force. His favorite soul-guided cigar had fallen to the ground and turned to ashes.
He was a pragmatic man who believed in power and technology, but the information before him completely overturned the worldview he had built up over his entire life.
In this level of warfare, are Soul Tool still useful? Could level nine or ten Soul Guidance Cannon even scratch that so-called "will"?
The answer filled him with despair.
Bei Bei's brows furrowed into a deep frown. As the Grandmaster, he tried his best to remain calm, but his trembling fingertips betrayed his inner fear.