The Rabbit-Eared Maiden Appears Harmless, Yet Her Strength Surpasses the God King

"A madman! A complete and utter madman!" Zhou Weiqing couldn't help but curse. "Everyone's dreams are their own private sanctuary. What right does he have to do this?!"

Huo Yuhao's face was extremely grim.

As the God of Emotion, he understood better than anyone the importance of dreams to an intelligent being. Dreams are the resting place of the soul, the release of the subconscious, and the final refuge.

Kevin wants to turn this last haven into a huge, completely private public square!

"No, it's not just that..." Tang San's voice was low and solemn. "If it were merely a connection, that would be offensive. But what he's planning to do is definitely more than that."

Sure enough, the text on the Light Screen became increasingly alarming.

[To transform human spirit into matter, and matter into spirit.]

These words shocked even Tang San, who stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm.

The transformation between spirit and matter?

This is Authority possessed only by the Creation God!

"Spirit... transformed into matter?" Lie Yan murmured to herself. She and Ji Dong exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. As God King, they could create and destroy, but that was all based on existing Rules and matter.

This ability to transform the Nihility spirit into real matter out of thin air is completely beyond their comprehension.

"Conversely, matter can also be transformed into spirit..." Chang Gongwei's gaze was sharp as a sword. "What does this mean? It means that the human body, mountains and rivers, the entire world, can all be Decomposition into pure spiritual energy!"

"This is the ultimate of alchemy, and also a forbidden zone of theology!" For the first time A'Dai (Mandun), the former God of Death, felt a tremor from the depths of his soul.

This is no longer war, no longer a scheme.

This is tampering with the most fundamental Laws of the universe!

[Human consciousness enters a dream world, and the power of the Stigmata manifests in reality.]

The image presents a Simulation scene.

On Earth, countless humans fell into a deep sleep at the same time, their bodies becoming ethereal and seemingly about to vanish at any moment.

In their dreams, a completely new world is being built.

Meanwhile, in the real world, crimson Stigmata began to appear on those illusory bodies. Vast, pure energy surged from these "empty shells," beginning to transform every blade of grass and tree in the real world.

The earth is disintegrating and reforming into a strange crystalline structure.

The sky was dyed red, and the atmosphere was filled with visible energy flows.

The entire planet is being "covered" and "rewritten" by a completely new force.

"Their bodies... have become energy sources?" Duke Dai Hao's voice trembled. As a marshal of the Iron Blood, he felt immense fear at this moment.

His army, his Soul Tool —before such power, what difference was there between them and ants?

"No..." Gu Yuena shook her head gently, her silver eyes filled with sorrow, "Their bodies have lost their souls; they can no longer be called human. They are merely... vessels that bear the power of the Stigmata."

As the Lord of Soul Beasts, she understands best the pain of having one's essence stripped away.

This is more cruel than death.

Death has its cycles, but this is the complete erasure of even the very foundation of existence.

[Ultimately forming the "Spiritual Adam."]

An unfamiliar term, yet it carries a profound sense of creation poetry.

"The Spiritual Adam..." The Dragon God's majestic voice echoed within the God Realm Committee, tinged with inquiry, "Was he created... a new 'progenitor' using the spirit of all humanity as material?"

This conjecture sent chills down the spines of all the Deity.

Using billions of souls as sacrifices to give birth to an unknown entity?

What madness and arrogance this is!

[Earth was replaced by the Holy Mark Space, ending human civilization and ushering in a new civilization composed of Stigmata.]

The end.

Human civilization has come to an end.

These words, like the final judgment of God King, struck heavily on everyone's heart.

Tang Wulin clenched his fists subconsciously. He remembered the countless efforts he had made for the coexistence of humans and Soul Beast, and the many battles in the Legend of the Dragon Emperor.

The "civilization" they fought so hard to protect was as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of this plan, and its end was easily declared.

Bei Bei, He Caitou, Xu Sanshi, Xiao Xiao... The Shrek Seven Devils looked at each other, their faces drained of color.

They once thought that Titled Douluo and Limit Douluo were the pinnacle of the world.

But now they realize how insignificant an individual's power is in the face of a true cosmic catastrophe.

"He... what right does he have to make decisions for everyone!" Ning Rongrong's voice trembled with tears as she gripped Oscar's arm tightly. She couldn't accept it, couldn't accept the reality that one person's will could determine the survival of an entire civilization.

The two giants, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, remained silent. They had weathered countless storms and witnessed the rise and fall of their sects, but they had never imagined that one day they would see how a "world" would end.

It wasn't due to foreign invasion, nor was it due to resource depletion.

Instead, it was "formatted" by its own "guardians" in the name of "saving" it.

This is a high-stakes gamble that will cost humanity its soul.

On the Light Screen, the last line of text seemed to be the final verdict on this insane plan.

Kevin reappeared.

He stood on the surface of the moon, gazing at the blue planet. His face was expressionless, devoid of fervor, joy, or sorrow.

There was only an Eternity, deathly stillness.

It was as if he was about to press not the button to end a civilization, but simply to handle an ordinary official matter.

This extreme calmness is more terrifying than any hysterical madness.

"He...didn't hesitate for a moment." Ji Dong squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

"In his world, this may be the only correct answer." Lie Yan's voice was filled with helplessness.

A civilization driven to the brink of despair, a warrior burdened with 50,000 years of solitude, ultimately chose the most extreme and resolute path.

They are incapable of judging right from wrong.

Because they have never experienced that kind of bottomless despair.

But they could feel the deep-seated sorrow.

Just then, the scene abruptly changed.

The camera focuses on an ordinary city and an ordinary room on Earth.

A Little Girl was fast asleep when her body began to turn transparent, and red lines spread and grew on her skin like eerie vines.

A single, glistening tear was slowly sliding down her cheek from the corner of her eye.