The Fundamental God's power was formidable, but unfortunately, none of it was of any use against Bai Huan.
In just a few seconds, Bai Huan's body crossed tens of millions of light-years. There was no logic to that speed; it was simply because Bai Huan believed she was very close to the Fundamental God. Nothing more.
Like his offspring, the Fundamental God was smashed apart by Bai Huan's charge. His body split into twelve fragments and flew toward the universe Bai Huan's consciousness had re-anchored.
After all, in her eyes, the final boss was already dead. Just like every happy-ending story, everything would return to how it had been.
Afterward, the severely weakened Necrontyr dynasties encountered the rising Aeldari Empire. These descendants of the Old Ones had quietly developed within the Webway while the Necrontyr fought the C'tan to the bitter end.
Thus, under the Silent King's command, the dynasties entered the Great Sleep, waiting to rule the world sixty million years later.
Everyone knew this history well. So long as none of the nobles present suffered from dementia, they would remember the glory of the Subjective One's final battle against the Fundamental God.
"So... you mean... she has returned?" Szeras the Illuminor's single eye gleamed with suspicion. He did not want that troublemaker to come back.
"No..." Trazyn sighed inwardly. "The first Subjective One has not reappeared since vanishing. A second Subjective One has now emerged."
"Oh!"
"By the God of Death below..."
The nobles wailed in unison. The chaos Subjective One Bai Huan had caused them was simply too much. Five percent of their entire civilization's energy allotment had been wasted on projects built to play with Bai Huan.
Regional temporal stasis accelerators, trillion-scale reality holographic projections, and no fewer than one hundred and forty-five Destroyer Legions playing