Finality Raised Her Hand and Erased a Civilization; One Tear Spoke of All Her Pain and Regret
No one answered him.
Because in the very next second, a pure white light tore through the darkness.
The white light continued to expand until it eventually filled the entire Light Screen.
Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly coalesced in the pure white light.
She floated in the depths of space, with a vibrant blue planet behind her.
Her pure white hair, like a weightless galaxy, danced silently in a vacuum. Her magnificent attire, resembling Gods's wedding dress, outlined her perfect curves, yet exuded an inhuman holiness and indifference.
What's most striking about her are her eyes.
Those were golden eyes, devoid of pity, joy, anger, or even the fluctuations of life itself.
It was a pure, absolute "nothingness".
It was as if everything in the world was nothing but meaningless dust in her eyes.
"God..."
Lie Yan muttered to herself unconsciously. As a former God Realm Enforcer, she could clearly sense the energy level contained within that figure.
It was a terrifying existence that far surpassed the power of God King, and even exceeded all the power she could comprehend.
"No, not a god." The Dragon God's voice was low and solemn, his golden dragon eyes filled with apprehension. "This is... the embodiment of Rules. It is the end, it is destruction itself."
Tang San had already pushed his Purple Demon Eye to its limit. He tried to analyze the structure of the figure, but only felt a bone-chilling cold rush straight to his mind.
That power was incomprehensible, unanalyzable, and even unbearable to behold.
It felt as if if one looked at it even once more, one's very soul would be swallowed up by that Nihility.
Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the "god" in the Light Screen moved.
She simply raised her hand slowly.
There was no earth-shattering energy convergence, nor any world-destroying fluctuations of Laws.
She simply lifted it up slightly.
Behind her, the beautiful blue planet began to emit a silent lament.
The sky was torn apart, and the earth was collapsing.
Enormous rift valleys, like hideous scars, covered the entire surface of the planet. Oceans overflowed, volcanoes erupted, and bustling cities were reduced to dust in an instant.
That was not war, that was not destruction.
That's a higher-dimensional form of "erasure".
Like erasing a stroke from a painting, clean and decisive, leaving no trace.
"Stop!!!"
Huo Yuhao shouted in disbelief, his Sea of Consciousness churning violently at the sight before him.
He could almost hear the cries of billions of beings on that planet before they perished in despair.
Emperor Dai Hao, Xue Ye, and the others turned deathly pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Their proud empire, the continent upon which they depended for survival—what difference was there between them and a fragile pebble in the face of such power?
One strike.
It was just a simple gesture.
A complete world, a home that nurtured a brilliant civilization, thus came to an end.
However, just a moment before that planet completely disintegrated and turned into cosmic dust.
A scene that caught everyone completely off guard unfolded.
A single tear.
A single, crystal-clear tear slowly slid down from the golden eye of the "God of Destruction".
Against the backdrop of the silent, Light Flame explosion of the planet, that tear appeared so tiny, yet so dazzling.
"... You cried?"
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her face full of disbelief.
"Why? Why is she crying?" Xiao Xiao's voice was trembling with tears.
Did the executioner who destroyed the world shed tears at the very last moment of his destructive act?
What on earth is going on?!
Tang Wulin stared intently at that tear, his heart feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
He thought of Gu Yuena, of the former Myriad Beast Platform, and of the pain of being forced into conflict for the sake of their races.
Gu Yuena, standing beside him, trembled slightly.
Beneath her long silver hair, on that stunningly beautiful face, lay a complex emotion that no one could understand.
Is it sadness? Is it resonance? Or... fear?
Destroy a world, then shed tears for it...
This is more chilling than mere destruction.
"I see."
Tang San's voice was hoarse; he seemed to have seen through something.
"This was not her intention. Or rather, 'her' will was briefly awakened at that moment."
"Her will?" Bei Bei asked, puzzled.
"Just keep watching and you'll find out."
The image on the Light Screen changed again.
The planet has completely vanished, leaving only the white-haired, golden-eyed Gods, silently floating in the Void.
She slowly lowered her hand, and the absolute "nothingness" in her golden pupils began to fade, replaced by a trace of bewilderment and confusion.
It was as if someone who had been asleep for a long time had just woken up.
She looked down at her hands, seemingly not understanding why she was there.
Then, her body began to tremble violently.
The perspective of the Light Screen suddenly cut into her mind.
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Cold, emotionless words appeared in a corner of the Light Screen.
Immediately afterwards, endless images, like a flood bursting its banks, surged wildly into the depths of her consciousness.
That was a grand, mournful cry as mountains and rivers crumbled.
That was the deathly silence of a city reduced to ruins.
Those were countless faces, men, women, young and old, filled with fear, despair, and resentment in the final moments of their lives.
It is the helpless cry of an infant, the final embrace of a mother, and the futile resistance of soldiers.
All the civilizations she destroyed with her own hands, all the lives she annihilated with her own hands, their last Remembrance, all their emotions, all their pain...
At this moment, a will called "Honkai" was being repeatedly and relentlessly poured back into her mind in the most brutal and direct way!
"Ah--!!!"
A scream so piercing it defied description escaped her lips.
This is not a sound, but the wailing of a soul being torn apart.
Kiana, the girl with sky-blue eyes who had just regained her senses, was instantly overwhelmed by the Remembrance of death from the entire world.
She clutched her head, curled up in the Void, rolled around in agony, and screamed.
Those images, those sounds, that despair, like a leech, are branded into the deepest part of her soul, forever indelible.
"This... this is..."
Hai Long gasped, feeling a chill travel from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
"What a cruel method!" Tian Hen gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with rage. "This is a thousand times more painful than killing her directly!"
"Slaughter..." Rong Nianbing's face was extremely grim. "It first manipulated her to commit slaughter, and then used the Remembrance of the slaughter to torture her?"
"It's more than just torture." Chang Gongwei's voice trembled slightly. "It's to make her live forever in the sins she committed, to make her witness the destruction she caused, to make her weep and repent for those lost souls forever, until her soul is completely overwhelmed by pain."