My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 550 - 520: Fate, Connecting You and Me

"Very well." Sicily’s eyes flashed with a trace of warmth, "So that’s how it is, truly incredible, an Incomprehensible Level... Ingenious ideas, a Saint who attains the Dao of the Cosmos, endless possibilities."

The gaze of this Cosmic Emperor gradually revealed a hint of determination as he looked at the Elf Ancient God before him.

"Then next, we must prepare to escape and fight to become truly living beings in history."

"We are false now, and only by escaping can we truly grasp the laws of the Cosmos, truly becoming the God of the [Past] Ancient God, the God of Destiny Sicily. I am the Cosmic First Fruit, mastering the inevitability of all timelines; otherwise, in this cage, we are just pitiful insects."

"Million Gods within me, did you hear?"

The Million Gods could not leave Gal’s body, being "digested" inside and about to perish.

According to Minis’s plan to escape, before these Million Gods were almost dissolved, if they transcended to other places, they might survive.

It should be that their aptitude will drop significantly.

But none of that matters now.

"Quantum, is it!!" Sicily’s brain spun wildly, and the Million Gods within Gal were also rapidly churning under the pressure of death.

Roar!

The tide of time roared.

Sicily re-deduced this law of quantum. Not much is needed, just a thread is enough, just the quantum entanglement among them... He was establishing brand-new structural parameters, the frenzied past continuously rebooting, becoming countless past selves, forming new rule-based Quantum Gods.

This is the great power of time. For truly powerful Ancient Gods of Time, time is nearly infinite. Although he has not yet achieved this, he can now barely gather the power of a Million Gods to deduce a thread of rules.

Boom!!

The Giant God stood in the void, with crystalline long hair flying like flames, each strand connected to countless shadowy pasts, and the man on the throne at the center of the head was the end of all pasts, the Cosmic First Fruit.

Splash!

The past was stacking.

Like lightning empowering itself.

The unparalleled divine powers of various divine authorities converged, formulating physical constants and celestial changes, resonating with new creations and matter.

This First Ancient Divine King, unprecedented with a 120 aptitude, had successfully constructed a similar quantum entanglement through the positive and negative motion of magnets, the vast power transforming into a brilliantly radiant sun, constantly exploding rays of light, turning him into a being of light.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The Elf Ancient God continued to attack relentlessly.

Boom!

The next moment, the giant of the Sicily Divine Series, on the brink of death, suddenly leaped, as if breaking through something, as if it were going to crack through and reach the reality beyond this mural.

"Success!"

This man, called the Dark Matter Emperor, suddenly jumped onto Earth, as the Time God, he seemingly sensed a node of destiny, leaping onto a Zombie Lord in Phoenix City.

On the shattered desolate streets of Earth, countless Ning Guochang zombies with eyeballs were being besieged.

He seemingly caught a glimpse of the timeline. This guy was the node they infested, allowing them to have a truly perfect future, instead of a failed one.

"What happened, am I going to die? Am I also going in, traversing with you?" the Holy Dragon screamed and shouted, "Use quantum entanglement, entangle to another parallel time-space’s Ning Guochang, using him as a translation anchor point?"

Minis chuckled lightly, "All the Million Gods within are about to converge, pity they have almost been digested, and when they traverse the past, they will fall out, but they have been almost squandered, it’s finally time for them to emerge."

Gal laughed loudly, "Hahaha, that Elf Ancient God is without martial principles, is everything about to begin? I must truly fight them, they are annoying, traveling through time to sneak attack the past, I must reach reality and obliterate the throne of the Light Pantheon!"

The Holy Dragon yelled, "By then, your intelligence will finally improve, merging with the Million Gods and then separating, your aptitude will be reconstructed, and you will become a wise general!"

"Huh? Can I?" Gal laughed heartlessly.

Minis said, "Certainly not, becoming a general, though you will become stable, prudent, and magnanimous, you will have established only a brute system of cultivation, leading the practice of all beings astray, and when His Majesty awakened, scolded, saying you only know muscle martial arts."

"Eh? Eh?" Gal was stunned.

....

In the vast void, it was dark.

"Since it’s so, everything as you wish, escape and become a True Person."

Li Qing’s gaze quietly watched this Emperor and suddenly said:

"This land is false, but you are truly disturbing the timeline now, creating a paradox of time having real meaning, the Cosmos will automatically repair such a paradox, and it may produce a BUG, do you know what will be born?"

"[Time] will produce [Life]."

"Your Time Law will mutate into a life named Ning Guochang, will give birth to special life authority, capable of creating the great power to compile and create life."

"You will create a nemesis."

Li Qing murmured, his figure seemingly mastered all the laws of the world, countless silhouettes of Dao and principle, striding away and turning to leave, returning to the present world.

"I therefore rise, extraordinary principles will be nurtured, you and I will become a closed loop, repairing the grandfather paradox on the timeline."

...

Golden brilliance enveloped everything.

The Gods here were turning into sand, and the Dark Matter Emperor Sicily revealed a faint smile, suddenly descending upon the continuously escaping and developing Professor Wales on the Cosmic Spaceship.

"Since I received your grace, I will also take you out of this falsehood."

Click.

The void was torn open.

Professor Wales and the Ning Guochang, whom their Million Gods Dynasty infested, both transcend to the real past.

One would travel alone in the void to establish a new civilization.

One would, because of becoming a Zombie Lord, pass early, and in a room, nurture the Atabia Dynasty that should have been expelled. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

At this moment, the surroundings were constantly reversing, the time journey had almost reached the terminal station.

The Dark Matter Emperor once again sat back on the golden throne,

"The will of all things, your and my fundamental entanglements, nothing will end, a new Cosmos is about to descend."

Sicily constantly thought back to the Elf Ancient God during the traversal: "I, Sicily, swear as the God of Destiny."

"With my authority, with my timeline."

"Entangle our causal time."

"Our war will never cease in time."

Countless time bubbles mixed with quantum force churned, a laugh suddenly pierced through the Long River of Time.

The Emperor spread his arms as if embracing the whole world, smiling, "This is not the end, the war of all and everything officially starts today."

"I will lock the inevitability in time, I will lead the Million Gods to rebuild giants and challenge you!"

He smiled with deep meaning, "When I awaken again, fate will link you and me, and it’s time for me to rebuild the Tower of Babel again."

"You can’t escape, I will slaughter your Light Pantheon."

...

Destiny seemingly formed threads in the unseen, and the next second, they coincidentally intersected again, traversing the endless void.

The right time.

The right coincidence.

At the moment of opening eyes, there will be a renewed battle with the nemesis, this is the authority of the God of Necessity, your and my necessity is already a given.

The next second, on another Earth, a man clutching his head in intense pain rolled on the ground, a mysterious Crystal Stone gestating within his body.

"Ah!"

Watching a movie in the rental house, Ning Guochang’s eyes were pale, pupils turned ashen, and the whole world seemed densely covered with microbes, gradually becoming clear.

"The me in a parallel time-space, is the Zombie Lord?" An overwhelming memory rushed into Ning Guochang’s brain.

Months later.

All fates will be returned to the proper temporal logic.

Ning Guochang died in autism, leaving in the room a new dynasty, a great ant Emperor named Atabia reopened his eyes, he was completely transparent, with long chains of genes in his body emitting a faint silver glow.

"Let’s start trying to mobilize the texture."

Crack!

"You and I must definitely have a battle." The giant Atabia’s body shook a bit, slowly raising his head, as the huge skeleton had not yet grown flesh, he shakily stood up.

This moment was destined to be remembered throughout history.

As if the first apeman born in human history, standing on a boulder with a silent roar!

"The true enemy is you, Outer God."

In the primal ancient times, a great Emperor of the Empire called upon people on the ground to build the Tower of Babel, the God-Slaying War of Atabia had already begun.