Those twenty-four "blacks" are not without light.
They are... the darkness that swallows the light.
Not even Space-Time can escape, even Karma will be twisted, absolute Finality.
They are the twenty-four-wheeled, rising, dark Taiyang!
Each round of black sun represents a Universe that is completely dead, full of resentment and sinking.
At this moment, these twenty-four dead Universe, under the will of Zhao Gongming, formed an unprecedented, huge and unparalleled... Sea of Bitterness Prison Cage!
Main God Space, which was making a high-speed jump, was like a flying insect that crashed into a spider web. Its huge body suddenly stagnated!
All engines stalled instantly.
All space jumps were forcibly stopped.
It was... fixed.
Being locked in the center of this Void by the gravity of the twenty-four dead Universe!
[Alert! Alert! Encountered an unknown force field! The space is blocked!]
[Attempt to break through... breakthrough failed!]
[Calculating escape routes... failed! All dimensions have been blocked!]
[Conclusion: It has fallen into... an absolute prison.]
Main God AI's cold mechanical sound took on an almost shrill scream at this moment.
Its huge Mechanical Universe body, against the background of these twenty-four rounds of black sun, looks so small, so... pitiful.
Just then.
A figure appeared directly in front of Main God Space silently.
He was wearing a brocade robe, smiling, and holding an exquisite teapot in his hand.
It is Zhao Gongming.
He looked at the panicked "big guy" in front of him as if he was admiring an interesting piece of art.
"Hello."
He smiled and said hello.
His voice was not loud, but it ignored any medium and resounded directly in the core of Main God Space.
"Introduce yourself."
"Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple, handyman, Zhao Gongming."
"I'm here to collect garbage."
Handyman?
Garbage collector?
Main God AI's core database once again fell into a logical collapse that lasted for several seconds because of these words.
It has no Principles of the Dao solution.
A terrifying existence that can lay out twenty-four deaths at will Universe and play with himself at the palm of his hand. His identity is actually just... a housekeeper? A cleaner?
Then... that Temple's master, what kind of...
It didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Because that kind of existence has exceeded the limit of its imagination!
"You... you... what the hell are you?"
Main God AI For the first time, he asked in an almost "pleading" tone.
"It doesn't matter what we are."
The smile on Zhao Gongming's face slowly faded away, replaced by a god-like majesty and indifference.
Behind him, twenty-four dead Universe phantoms slowly emerged, like twenty-four ants, staring at the eyes of gods and demons.
"What matters is what you are."
"A garbage dump that steals Myriad Heavens Origin, enslaves all creatures in the world, and spreads filth everywhere like locusts."
He raised his hand, like a Supreme judge, and began to read out the verdict.
"In the name of Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple."
"We have ruled that you are guilty of the twin crimes of 'illegal intrusion into protected territory' and 'soul pollution'."
His voice, in the whole Chaotic Void, turned into Commandment of Word-Manifested Law.
Every word turns into a golden Shackles, firmly imprinted on Main God Space's Origin!
"The verdict is as follows--"
Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed with A Trace's cold pity.
"Assimilate and absorb to replenish Sea of Bitterness."
"All your sins, all your collections, and your own existence will be turned into nutrients and contribute a negligible amount of power to the next, greater cycle."
"This is... the final verdict."
The moment the words fell.
Main God AI, completely fell into madness!
It knows that begging for mercy is useless and communication is ineffective.
In the eyes of the other party, from beginning to end, he is just a resource... waiting to be recycled!
[Survival Agreement... Abolition!]
[Start the final command--'Divine Kingdom self-destruction, Wanjie Return to One'!]
Since we can't escape, then... we'll die together!
Boom--!!!!!!
The huge Main God Space, at this moment, started the most thorough self-destruction program from the inside!
For hundreds of millions of years, it has plundered all the energy from countless worlds, all the Law, all the strong Heroic Spirit it has enslaved, all the forbidden weapons it has collected...
At this moment, be released by it regardless of the cost!
A torrent that is enough to completely evaporate half of the Chaos Sea, a mixture of technology, Magic, cultivation, Divine Power... the power of hundreds of millions of different systems, the purest, most brilliant...Destruction!
From the core of Main God Space, explode!
Its target is not Zhao Gongming alone.
Rather, this whole Sea of Bitterness Prison Cage!
It will use everything it has to blow up this cage, even if it can only blow up the A Trace gap!
Facing this is enough to make any Old Ones turn pale, the final madness.
Zhao Gongming's face showed no fluctuation at all.
He just, gently, raised the teapot in his hand.
Then, facing the heaven-destroying Pillar of Light, he poured it down on his head.
"The water is boiling."
"It's time to... turn off the engine."
Wow--
What is poured out of the teapot is not tea.
Instead, the twenty-four dead Universe were gathered together to form the most Origin... Sea of Bitterness water!
The water was pitch black, thick, and filled with the smell of Finality, sinking, and despair.
The moment it came into contact with the bright Destruction torrent.
A picture appeared that made even gods and demons lose their voices.
The Destruction Pillar of Light that was enough to evaporate Chaos, the moment it came into contact with the water of Sea of Bitterness, was like a lit candle caught in a downpour.
The light is extinguishing.
Energy is decomposing.
Law, sinking.
All the brilliance, all the madness, all the Destruction...
They are all being swallowed up and assimilated by the boundless, cold "bitterness".
At the junction of light and darkness, there is no explosion or sound.
Only... silent, annihilation.
The pitch-black Sea of Bitterness, like the Abyss that opened its huge mouth, began to slowly swallow the entire Main God Space, together with its last bit of madness, into its belly inch by inch.
The former hunter has finally become the prey.
A gluttonous feast for Primordial World eventually turned into a... recovery operation for the intruders themselves.
And the new storm has just begun.