0708 Chapter Fourteen: The End of the Era (Section 37)
Zhen Cheng smiled and did not answer, and Lamarck looked at the Oka aggregate in the air with an increasingly serious look.
From these strange existences, he felt no hostility or any threat at all.
Even if he directly observed the digitized objects with supreme authority, Lamarck could not detect anything amiss.
These little monsters have some kind of close connection with each other, but they are chaotic and disorderly. If some kind of change can occur just by gathering together, that would be a miracle.
But Zhen Cheng's performance made him feel worried for no reason.
Keep provoking, as if you want to attract his attention and make him think of ways to attack you...
Lamarck did not doubt that Zhen Cheng had the back-up plan to protect herself, nor did he doubt that as long as he had a little more time, he could find countless ways to kill her.
But after all, she is the inheritor of the cultivation method. She is so determined, and she is obviously sure to complete certain things before being dealt with.
In other words, the key now is not her life or death at all, but some changes that are taking place...
If anything else is changing here...
Lamarck's eyes did not leave Zhen Cheng, and he tentatively waved his hand at the Oka aggregate in the air.
There seemed to be something strange about that group of aggregate organisms, and they were not affected by his supreme authority.
Then, he saw the undisguised sarcasm on Zhen Cheng's face, and he was as angry as a thread:
"The heaven and earth first opened, and all living beings appeared, but their fate was pitiful."
Lamarck shook his head: "We created the world with no intention of doing evil. If you don't fight..."
"My son wants to drink, but I won't take care of him, for fear that he will be sick." The sarcasm on Zhen Cheng's face became more and more desolate, as if he was at the end of his road.
"I said, we don't have to target the creatures in the system like you at all. If there were no Three Gods, why would Cronus bother with [liquidation]?" Lamarque's brows deepened.
But Zhen Cheng's dying voice suddenly became passionate:
"The people don't know that God has punished me, so they kneel down and beg me to ask the gods for orders.
In this world of creation, how can one wish to cut off the future?
I heard nothing."
"This is the spirit of speech! What are you doing?" Lamarck shouted sharply.
"If that's the case, why bother to worship? Destroy the temple of heaven and burn the divine cauldron!" Zhen Cheng's eyes were like torches and his voice was like a bell:
"All sentient beings are complaining, and I should take charge!"
"Kill her!" Lamarck finally realized what the problem was, and the gods beside him overwhelmed him with golden light, and formed a formation to kill Zhen Cheng.
His system authority cannot interfere with the shadows and attack [them], but he can directly give his subordinates blessings like cheating.
In order for Qu Yun to promote his disciples to the next dimension, it would take Jie Lupen to spend 100,000 years setting up a grand formation, but for Lamarck at this moment, it was just a matter of hooking his fingers.
The gods flashed over and immediately fought on a par with [them].
[They] were not fully intelligent, but at this moment they seemed to realize what Zhen Cheng was going to do. They tried their best to break their bodies and cursed Siyi at all costs to stop this group of enemies who suddenly used foul force.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Zhen Cheng laughed three times, turned his body like a flashback, turned his back to the sky, looked directly at the countless Okataps that gathered like a nebula, and shouted loudly:
"Chaos gathers into thousands of swords, and you gain spiritual wisdom and the shadow of the universe!"
At this moment, the Okas all over the sky were connected together, gradually merging with each other and becoming a whole. At the core of their gathering, a power of chaos that did not belong to this universe slowly gathered.
The abyss has been opened.
Lamarck was horrified. This was under the complete control of his supreme authority! How could a completely sealed universe be able to open connections with other planes?
Suppressed and filled with fear, he once again stretched out his arm towards the Oka in the sky and squeezed it hard.
The abyss at the core of the Oka Group has not dissipated and continues to expand.
On the contrary, the chaotic shape of the cluster changed again and again, gradually stabilizing towards a certain fixed shape.
At this moment, he shouted out loud: "How is it possible! How is it possible that my supreme authority...can't be adjusted..."
Zhen Cheng on the rooftop seemed to have broken all the shackles all over her body and climbed up from the ground. Under the squirming Oka behind her, she looked full of magic:
"Ask Heaven, are you still awake when you see the soldiers in my hands?"
"How on earth did you do it?" There was even a hint of despair in Lamarck's roar: "This kind of thing... can interfere with the supreme authority, unless it is a paradox...
No, they are not shadows! Unless...unless it is the [World] deity...
But those bastards from Kronos will never let her escape at this time!"
Lamarck was naturally balanced, and always had a certain degree of relaxation when advancing and retreating on the chessboard. The reason why he is so crazy now is because of the side effects of enabling authority.
There is not much time left for him.
"Do you still remember what I asked you at the beginning?" Zhen Cheng gently tapped the emblem on his forehead, as if absorbing all the calmness from Lamarck, and said slowly:
“You call the uniqueness of civilization in the universe ‘c-entropy’ and use it as the energy cornerstone of your civilization. But have you ever thought carefully about what exactly ‘entropy’ is?
You are right, Okatapus is not a paradox. But the essence of a paradox is no different from 'entropy'.
Lamarck, the essence of entropy is chaos!"
"These things?!" Lamarque suddenly widened his eyes. At this time, his spirit had been pushed to the limit by the fusion authority, and he could no longer control his emotions.
"Have you thought of it? As expected of you," Zhen Cheng smiled cleverly: "It was only after I realized the teacher's true purpose that I understood what the ultimate power in our hands is.
If she wants to destroy the world, she cannot possibly want to destroy herself. At this moment, she is no longer the [world].
So, who will be the next [world]?
I thought it would be me. But actually there is someone else who is far more suitable than me.
It can even be said that before the teacher broke through the [Destiny], she was originally the [World].
She lives and breathes the same life as heaven and earth, and has the same attributes as all heavens and realms. Civilization is disordered, and this disorder brings energy to you.
She is also disordered and is born with all the power in the world.
She is stupid and stupid, and only knows how to devour, twist, and have sex based on instinct. That is because her intelligence is scattered in the heavens.
You guessed it, right? Okatapus, these cute little things, their true identity is actually just her brain cells.
When a sufficient number of Oka gather in one place, they have the power to make her truly awake!
The rest, the final opportunity to awaken her, was originally impossible to exist.
But the power of my words and spirit has the ability to create something out of nothing and create miracles.
You see, the last link of the puzzle is just perfect.
Your authority cannot interfere with the paradox because the paradox is an error outside of your system program, an exception that cannot be explained by your logic language.
In other words, it is a natural phenomenon in which entropy increases beyond a limit.
And Senior Sister Shabu, she is the ultimate in chaos in all the worlds. How can you possibly control her with your so-called authority that attempts to control the world and put everything into order?"
After Zhen Cheng finished speaking, the endless Oka had gathered behind her and completely formed.
Only a group of high-ranking gods were left who still maintained their fighting power. From the gods' high-dimensional perspective, Shub Gratoni's light-year-long body was filling the space of the Blood Candle Castle's small universe, growing and stretching at will.
It was an ancient god with twisted wings, a beautiful upper body, and thousands of yellowish blue-ringed tentacles on the lower body. She rubbed her eyes, yawned lazily, stretched out, and looked at the Blood Candle Castle casually.