My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 555 - 525: The Past, the Present, and the Everlasting
To be honest, the outcome here is still undecided.
The current setting for the Elf Ancient God is: [Future] a wisp, [Past] a complete rule diagram.
Now, Li Qing will not use any other forces that do not conform to the outcome to secretly cheat.
If it continues, it will be easily discovered.
If I lose, then so be it.
After all, if the opponent truly studies [Now], and I clone it over in a second, anyone would know there’s a problem, the character setting collapses.
The Elf Ancient God’s previous copying of the [Complete] past authority can also be explained, after all, secretly manipulating, keeping people trapped in the past while continually extracting the rules.
But now the opponent has escaped control and monitoring. If the opponent studies new rules and I instantly copy them,
That certainly won’t work.
If someone sees you copy it in a second, they’ll immediately collapse.
Where’s the motivation?
How else could I reap benefits like this?
It would further expose the alterations made to their bodies and consciousness.
All identities can be exposed, but this "Subordinate" must not be discovered by anyone, no matter what, Li Qing must not be discovered.
Li Qing watched the battle in the distance with great calmness, "Let’s just fight with all our might like this, there’s no need to open a back door again, let’s see how my power is now."
"In fact, it’s better if I lose."
If I lose, it means that Atabia and the others again break through their strength under the pressure of death.
And have researched a new Time Diagram!
This way of losing brings more rewards than winning them.
At this moment, amid Emperor Nokron and others chatting, the distant battle grew increasingly fierce.
At this time.
Within the giant of the entire Dark Matter Cosmic, countless cries, roars, screams, and despair emanated like endless microorganisms one grain at a time, the extinction of beings inside each cell.
The entire interior of the multi-universe celestial realms resembled Hell.
This is the gap in life dimensions, and in the eyes of the present giant, the extinction of life inside is no different from microorganisms dying alternately on an ordinary mortal.
In the truly higher-dimensioned supreme conceptual civilizations, they are truly microbiome communities; annihilation just leads to rebirth. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"I have already sent him to the past." Atabia said coldly, "However, the guy on the opposite side also discovered it, his past self is besieging me, and since I didn’t use my past self, he must have guessed that I sent another me to cultivate in the past."
Controlling the giant Imperial General Herodotus, being throttled, slowly lifted his head and said, "So it means I must hang on to achieve victory."
"I understand now, the only advantage, I have made it very clear."
Innumerable multi-dimensional worlds inside are collapsing, and masses of beings perish every second and minute.
"All the beings of the celestial realms, listen to me..."
At the next moment, Herodotus unleashed the power of the Gate of Truth, erupting completely, shrouding the entire Dark Matter Cosmic’s spirits, a cemetery of civilization, the entire crystal wall cells’ body began to tremble.
Ten billion...
A hundred billion...
A trillion...
Throughout the god series of the celestial realms.
One after another upper-rank Ancient God of flame, thunderbolt, wind, and rain shuttles through multi-dimensional worlds, loudly running and calling:
"I am your god, our entire universe will face destruction, for the lovely living, the perished dead, and those about to die, please give us strength!"
Every Multi-Dimensional Crystal Wall World is shaking, mountains and rivers collapse, the suffering citizens look up at the sky, revealing resentment in despair, as corpses retain a shred of consciousness before falling: "Kill... the one who destroys our peace..."
Boom.
Wisps of will float away.
Each cell grain seemed to ignite with light, the entire body of the Imperial General Herodotus seemed to be ignited like the Sun.
This is an unprecedented energy level supply, which the opposing Elf Gods cannot achieve, because he simply does not have his own citizens to open the Gate of Truth.
The flames on Herodotus’s body surged mightily, the endless souls transformed into substance under the Gate of Truth, suspending time, twisting the Long River of Time, his body began to shatter drastically.
Boom! "Go to hell!" He violently broke free from the throttling grip of the Elf Ancient God, a punch traversing time to smash into the opponent’s chest cavity, then in the next second, he flashed behind another avatar of the Elf Ancient God, breaking his spine with a kick.
Boom boom boom!!
Relentless attacks rained down on the Elf Ancient God’s body.
If he cannot see [Future], then just be stronger than the opponent, so strong that even if he perceives the future, knows what I think and do, he still cannot evade!
If he can see endless possible futures, then let all the futures be dead ends, each future he chooses is a path to death!
The battle intent in Herodotus’s eyes was unprecedentedly fervent.
His eyes like flames, his fists igniting hope, his feet stepping on the chasm of time, igniting everything, this general of the Empire wielded the flames of civilization, a fiery hope rising in his heart.
He seemed to return to that era when he first opened the Gate of Truth, hearing the whispered voices of billions of Atabians’ restless souls in his ears.
Their restless souls gathered around the Gate of Truth, turning into noisy wind sounds in his ears.
Someone was frantically shouting: "Go on! Imperial General! You are our sword and shield!"
There are fallen deity souls crying out: "We will not lose!"
"Persist, persist!" they seemed to shout behind his back: "Build our civilization’s truth Tower of Babel, defeat that giant! Freedom! Welcome the great liberation of civilization!"
"I heard it." At the next moment, Herodotus’s fist plummeted, wrapped in Time Rule, surprisingly developing a new ability under the Gate of Truth.
Decay, decay, decay again! The opponent’s body continually regresses into the past, descending in realm, becoming young, becoming weak, ultimately reverting to the embryonic stage.
"Meaningless." The Elf Ancient God suddenly shook off the past Law, saying coldly: "All things of the past are ineffective against me, you and I are both present, but I have one more wisp of the Time God authority than you, the straw that breaks the camel’s back."
The Elf Ancient God walked towards him in long strides, looking at the giant igniting the Gate of Truth:
"Our authorities are alike; with the same power, you cannot kill me. When the strength of all beings is exhausted, it will be your death."
But at the next moment, a voice suddenly came from the void.
"Is it truly meaningless?"
Finally, Sicily tore through the void from the past, his image gradually overlapped with that Atabia Emperor sitting on the throne.
"I am finished, just in time." Sicily said coldly.
"With the reference of my research experience, researching now is impossibly fast, worthy of me, even at my peak 120, among the Supreme Ancient Gods I fear few can surpass me because I know I am unique." The past seated Atabia Emperor glanced at Sicily, nodded, and softly said:
"Once was."
"Now is."
"Ever shall be."
"Ever shall be." ×2
Seeming like a divine mandate from the void, the two figures instantly overlapped, with the past and present Atabia merging, thoroughly connecting the time axis.
It seemed like the sound of something shattering reverberated throughout the universe, everyone suddenly felt that time became a straight line at that moment, forming a new order between the past and the present.
This is not just a simple one plus one; it’s two distant lonely points thoroughly connected into a straight line, achieving geometric multiplied concept-level growth.
"That guy, worthy of creating this universe, the legendary strongest man...." Under everyone’s incredulous eyes, a Divine King transcending everything was born.
Clash clang clang!
All unordered crystal wall worlds merged into the body, bearing the universe itself, He was the universe itself, walking the crystal wall heavens, His brilliance was like fire, growing wings, He soared above all creation like the butterfly of time.
No one could see His head, eternally hidden in time.
On His shoulders bore the established present.
His broad back penned the complex and inevitable chronicle of time.
His legs bathed in the ocean of time’s past, meandering along the currents and tides.
That bright figure so splendid and magnificent, reflected across the all worlds of all heavens, traversing the heavens with the vastness that tore through crystal walls, flowing hair like colored glass, hanging in magnificent space-times.
He penetrated the past and the present, embodying the ultimate concept deity of the universe’s uncertain level, the Long River of Time in His eyes became an infinitely long line segment, once was, now is, ever shall be.
Even without the future, He already became the God of Gods seated on the Supreme Throne, representing the Time Authority.
