Chapter 11

At this point, Dr. Kuroto paused before continuing, "I advise everyone: once you encounter a clone of SCP-173, do not attempt to destroy it."

"We have conducted countless tests, and other than SCP-173's true body, no other methods can destroy those clones."

"Should you encounter a clone, please contact the Foundation immediately!"

"At the latest within twenty-four hours, we will head out to contain it! Furthermore, SCP-173's clones display an incomprehensible escape characteristic."

"After being exposed to view for a period of time, they will vanish in a way we cannot understand."

"The duration is completely random."

"It could be a second, an hour, or even ten thousand years!"

"We have yet to research and figure it out."

Hearing Dr. Kuroto's words, the powerhouses from various planets in the livestream stood frozen in place like statues, mouths slightly agape, speechless for a long time.

There was no helping it!

Doctor Kuroto's words were simply too earth-shattering.

SCP-173 could actually create clones and would appear haphazardly all over the universe. Did that not mean that in the very next moment, one might appear right beside oneself...

A clone of SCP-173.

And with its murderous rules striking at random, how was anyone supposed to live?

At this moment, they finally understood why the [SCP Foundation] had sent a mid-to-high-level figure like Kuroto to appear in person and announce the containment results.

And why Kuroto Doctor's personal information was made public as well.

There was no helping it!

The SCP-173 escape incident had a far too devastating impact. Ordinary Foundation members simply lacked the qualifications to step forward and explain! Only someone with Kuroto's status...

Was qualified to step forward and explain all of this to everyone.

[Sengoku: Is this the true terror of anomalous Containment Objects? Simply earth-shattering!]

[Garp: If Dr. Kuroto isn't lying, doesn't that mean we'll have to sleep with one eye open from now on?]

[Aizen: Heh. Interesting containment object. I wonder what kind of chemical reaction it would produce if it fell into Seireitei?]

[Momo Hinamori: Don't worry, Captain, I'll keep an eye on you while you sleep.]

[Jiraiya: Summons are going to come in handy now. I just don't know if a toad's gaze will work!]0

[Miko: No way! Open your eyes and you see Evil Spirits. Close your eyes, and there's a chance you'll be killed by a clone of SCP-173. How is anyone supposed to live like this?]0

[Ash: Good thing I have enough Pokémon to take turns keeping watch on our surroundings.]

[Misty: You have plenty, alright! But you've never won a championship.]6

[Ying Zheng: From now on, no matter the time, His Majesty's attendants must keep watch by his side.]

[...]

Just as the members of the livestream were being blown away by the news announced by Dr. Kuroto, his slightly raspy voice sounded once more:

"Next, I will announce the containment results for SCP-173."

"After the Mobile Task Force brought SCP-173 back to the base, we immediately proceeded with isolation. We have successfully carried out a conceptual isolation of its neck-snapping property!"

"And we have arranged for relevant personnel to monitor it utilizing surveillance."

"To ensure that SCP-173 cannot escape the base again."

At this point, Dr. Kuroto paused, then continued, "Of course, we do not rule out the possibility of it escaping again."

"After all, based on our research, the containment object SCP-173 is very likely a clone of some other location's entity."

"Because the traits it displays are far too similar to the other clones."

"Additionally, due to a certain unexplained reason caused by the Gluttonous Legion's recent invasion of Earth, all containment objects have fallen into an unknown state of agitation, causing the probability of escape to increase significantly!"

"Please prepare yourselves accordingly."

"Naturally, once a Containment Object escapes, we will promptly release information regarding it to keep losses to a minimum."

"Goodbye!"

With that, Dr. Kuroto closed the video recording. After a flash of light, the livestream screen turned black, slowly revealing...

The Foundation's highly recognizable emblem.

Doctor Kuroto was gone.

Yet his words lingered in everyone's minds for a long time, pressing down on them like a massive boulder that left everyone gasping for breath!

SCP-173—which had slaughtered the Holy Left Wing and a thousand Gluttonous warriors—might very well be a clone; unknown factors causing containment objects to exhibit unusual excitement and drastically raising escape probabilities...

Along with SCP-173 clones that could manifest anywhere in the universe at any moment!

Each one of these matters, taken individually, was a major event capable of shaking the entire universe. Yet now they were all happening simultaneously, which was simply too shocking.

Even those powerful figures in the livestream who stood at the peak of their respective planets, looking down upon all living beings with minds as unyielding as bedrock,

were shocked to the point where they did not even recognize their own mothers.

They even shared an involuntary sense of unreality.

Absurd!

Simply too absurd!

What was wrong with this universe?

How could such absurd and baffling things happen?

It was simply unbelievable!

Just as everyone was doubting their lives because of Dr. Kuroto's words, the [Myriad Races Livestream] suddenly displayed an "update banner."

This drew everyone's attention over!

Chapter 15: The livestream adds chat groups and a private messaging mode; the Super God Universe descends into utter chaos!

Right in the center of every feed within the Myriad Races Livestream, a bolded, blacked update announcement banner appeared simultaneously!

[Update Announcement: The Myriad Races Livestream has descended upon the Super God Crossover Universe for eighteen full years, and its public beta has been running for one month. Therefore, the private messaging function and chat group function have been added.]

[Private Messaging Mode: Anyone can create a chat window to establish a communication channel by clicking on an avatar. This channel possesses conceptual properties and ignores all obstructions.]

[Chat Groups: Anyone can create up to three chat groups and invite anyone to join. These chat groups possess conceptual properties and ignore all obstructions.]

[Note: Both private messaging and chat groups support the transmission of technology, cultivation techniques, items, and other things through the means of sacrifice!]

[Wishing everyone a pleasant chat!]

The powerful figures from various indigenous planets within the livestream were initially stunned upon seeing the update information from the [Myriad Races Livestream], before simultaneously realizing...

Something major was about to happen.

Once the private messaging mode and chat group mode came out, it would not be long before a battle royale mode kicked off across the indigenous planets of the Super God Crossover Universe.

After all, in any world, there would always be people willing to surrender to factions standing at the pinnacle of cosmic civilization in order to gain power.

The moment a single person in a world gained power, other powerhouses would be forced to join other factions just to protect themselves.

Otherwise...

Once that person acquired power, they would slaughter all the other powerhouses.

More importantly, you had no idea which powerhouses in your own world might be secretly pledging allegiance to which civilization. Pledging to the Angel Civilization would be fine, but what if they pledged to Morgana's Demon Civilization?

Then...

Once a chain of suspicion formed, it would inevitably create a situation where everyone felt deeply endangered!

If the powerhouses of those indigenous planets had previously adopted a detached, watch-the-fire-from-the-other-bank attitude toward events like the Gluttonous invasion of Earth while watching the livestream,

believing they could rest easy as long as they did not expose their world's coordinates,

then now, following this update announcement from the [Myriad Races Livestream], all of that would cease to exist. They could no longer watch the livestream leisurely with a "spectator" mindset.

Following a brief silence, the indigenous powerhouses from various major worlds in the livestream frantically flooded the chat with bullet comments to express the shock within their hearts.

[Sengoku: Is the Myriad Races Livestream about to stir up boundless blood and slaughter on indigenous planets?]

[Hiruzen Sarutobi: I originally thought that as long as we didn't disclose our world's coordinates, indigenous worlds like ours could rest easy. But now... we need to prepare for total war.]

[Orochimaru: Technology can be transmitted? How truly exciting!]

[Whitebeard: The old era has already passed! I wonder if the new era has a ship that can carry me!]

[Sakazuki: There is none! In the face of absolute justice, even the Four Emperors will never stir up any waves!]

[Miko: Does this mean I can seek help from the Angel ladies to deal with those Evil Spirits?]

[Ying Zheng: His Majesty must prepare for war to prevent the remnants of the Six States from staging a counterattack with the help of extraterritorial powers!]

[Aizen: @Miko, you can private message me. I have a way to deal with Evil Spirits!]

[Miko: Okay, Uncle Aizen!]

[...]

Just as the powerhouses from indigenous planets in the livestream were filled with anxiety because of the update announcement, the civilizations standing at the peak of the universe...

felt the exact opposite of those indigenous planets, all beginning to celebrate joyfully.

Inside the Demon Castle.

Dressed in black leather with twin wings sprouting from her back, Morgana was stunned upon seeing the update announcement before she burst into wild laughter under the startled gazes of Demon Ato and the other warriors...

She began to laugh maniacally.

Previously, Morgana had been fretting over how to recruit intellectuals from indigenous planets to become her Demon warriors

to raise the overall intelligence quotient of the Demon Legion.

She never expected the [Myriad Races Livestream] to solve this tricky problem for her so quickly.

Without a moment's hesitation, Morgana opened her [Demon Livestream], faced the camera, and began setting up her chat group as she spoke:

"I, Morgana, supreme ruler of the Demon Civilization, have created my own 'Demon Chat Group.'"

"Any indigenous beings who want to obtain power, pursue depravity, and act as they please... can apply to join. All you have to do is become my Demon warrior!"

"You will acquire power that you previously could not even imagine!"

"You can do whatever you please!"

"Of course, the only things you need to do are submit to me, please me, and revere me! Your Demon Queen!"

As Morgana made her declaration in the livestream, a continuous stream of application requests rang out in her mind—so numerous they could be described as carp crossing a river.

Seeing so many applications, the smile on Morgana's face grew even richer.

However, the vast majority of those applying to join the 'Demon Chat Group' were mere small fry. Even if transformed into Demon warriors, they would only be low-level cannon fodder.

Naturally, these applications failed to catch Morgana's eye.

Therefore, after a brief moment of thought, Morgana spoke in the livestream: "I forgot to tell you!"

"To apply for my Demon Chat Group, you have to be someone standing at the peak of the Indigenous World."

"Of course, the second tier is acceptable too!"

"As a point of reference, think of the Shichibukai from the pirate planet. It's best if you attach your own combat video as verification information."

At this point, Morgana paused and continued, "If your strength doesn't meet the requirement, don't apply. Otherwise, bear the consequences!"

"Don't try to lie; Sister has ten thousand ways to verify it."