Chapter 1055: This Is What?

The God of Destruction.

The players secretly exchanged glances, looking at each other. They naturally knew what cosmic concept this implied.

They had speculated about this before.

The God of Creation represented the burgeoning concept of universal new life and prosperity. Wouldn't the God of Destruction represent the ruin of the universe, the concept of desolate natural disasters?

Earthquakes, natural calamities, mini-big bangs, and the formation of black holes—these disasters were constantly occurring everywhere...

These were all possibilities they had previously speculated about.

Had it finally appeared?

And in so short a time?

Also, why would the God of Destruction seek us out? We aren't related to the God of Destruction's forces. We are giants of light, proponents of the righteous God of Creation, evolving and residing within dimensional realms, maintaining order across countless worlds, and suppressing various evil calamities.

Were they going to sacrifice them, like in ancient times when innocent, pure-hearted children were offered to river gods?

All the players felt uneasy, looking at the Revered Emperor seated above the Hall of Reincarnation.

Seated on the imperial throne, Xu Zhi spoke, "Once you go, you will understand everything. However, be careful not to reveal too much information."

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Thank you, Revered Emperor!"

These players dared not utter a sound.

The Revered Emperor had previously beaten up even Emperor Qi, Caroline, and the Three Pillar Gods. They could only remain silent and obey unconditionally.

"Take them there."

The Revered Emperor tapped his finger on the armrest. He was very satisfied with these submissive individuals, whose faces showed fawning, nodding expressions. They had finally learned to be utterly respectful and unquestioning towards him, making them perfect tools.

However, it was also the repeated beatings from Caroline, Emperor Qi, and others that had suffocated them, making them completely afraid to speak up.

This situation was probably a case of their sharp edges being worn down by time.

Meng Po and the others led them away. Soon, under a gloomy, dark sky, they walked for a while, circumnavigating the Path of Yellow Springs, entering Fengdu Ghost City, and stopping before a row of arcade machines.

"What's this?"

"They want us to play arcade games? It's been a long time since we played arcade games in Hell."

"It's unclear why, but everyone, try to relax a bit, don't be too tense. That way, you'll be more 'chewy' when you become sacrifices later," someone solemnly reminded everyone.

After they exited the Hall of Reincarnation, they dared to whisper amongst themselves, only to see a peculiar arcade machine. It was made of mechanical materials, gleaming with a silver light, giving it a strong cosmic sci-fi feel.

"Please," Meng Po said, a rare polite utterance from her.

The few players exchanged glances and silently connected to the devices, entering the game. They were initially puzzled when they saw the game title, "Garden of Annihilation," but the familiar warm ocean and the sensation of being immersed in darkness instantly sent shivers down their spines.

"There's a spore evolution port here too?"

"So, it turns out we Earthlings aren't the only ones blessed by some unseen entity?"

Honestly, they barely processed it in that moment.

Screenshots,more screenshots,and image after image were sent outside.

This truly moved them deeply. They had always believed they were the chosen ones, unique and unparalleled.

After all, everyone thought that, and they also took pride in the Chinese Buddhist and Taoist civilization system, believing it to be unique in the cosmos. Who knew someone would suddenly tell them that they were ordinary from the start, not one-of-a-kind...

This was quite disheartening.

Ignoring the fierce online comments that had already erupted, the leading Asura warrior stopped joking and whispered, "Brothers, stop fooling around. Let's evolve some life and see what the situation is."

Splash.

"What is this?"

As they floated ashore, they were utterly stunned. This dimensional realm of the God of Creation was completely different!

It wasn't exactly 'different'; they understood its layout better than anyone. The large tree in front of the yard, the wooden chair, the hoe, and the mottled walls in the corners of the yard—they remembered every texture perfectly, as they had meticulously studied every detail back then, hoping to acquire the God of Creation's divine artifact.

"Similar, yet different."

An Asura player, who had transformed into a tree, walked out and looked at the land, exclaiming in surprise, "Brothers, have you noticed? This looks like a decaying, ruined dimensional realm of the God of Creation!"

It was as if they had discovered a new continent!

They knew even more clearly what a massive stir this would cause once word got out online!

Another dimensional realm.

The evolution of these creatures in the realm was truly too similar.

However, while they were all diligently evolving life forms and the atmosphere was vibrant, it lacked their unique sense of 'youthful vigor'.

"Wait, didn't they mention... the God of Destruction earlier?" It was only then that everyone recalled the beginning. Wasn't this supposed to be related to the God of Destruction? How had they ended up in the God of Creation's dimensional realm?

"This couldn't be the God of Destruction's dimensional realm, could it?" Someone began to find it strange.

"No way? The God of Destruction also creates worlds?" They looked up. "This isn't the same path, is it? Wouldn't that make them identical to the God of Creation? How could they be opposites then?!"

They found this too bizarre. In their previous speculations, the God of Destruction represented destruction!

Natural disasters, man-made catastrophes, stellar collapses, planetary desolation, super-stellar explosions—countless beings were concepts of unseen calamity. Yet, what they saw before them completely overturned their understanding.

If the God of Creation also created worlds, then what was the difference between the two?

However, a player suddenly had an epiphany and exclaimed, "Since there's no difference, could it be... that there was no God of Destruction to begin with? The God of Destruction and the God of Creation are the same entity... The God of Destruction is simply the aging God of Creation, about to choose to destroy the world... The mottled appearance of this dimensional realm before us is the proof!"

There's no God of Destruction at all?

It's a single entity?

At these words, all the players gasped.

It really did make sense.

"In that case, we might even learn some things."

They grew excited, eager to investigate more, observing their surroundings with intense curiosity...

In the distance, a group of rustling creatures approached.

"Hey, brothers over here, where are you from? We're from the Land of Light civilization in the M78 nebula. We didn't expect this game to be so peculiar. Right now, we've just haphazardly evolved a creature, and we're not sure if it's correct—" A player went over, rubbing his hands humbly and amiably.

Being kind to others means being kind to oneself.

When they traveled, their favorite activities were making friends and doing business. They called themselves "foot merchants" and cultivated by spending money, since they usually couldn't beat their opponents in combat.

Honestly, they believed that if a situation allowed for trade, mutual benefit, and getting what each needed, why resort to fighting and killing?

"More newcomers?"

It was a group of dog-shaped, beast-like creatures with pointed muzzles and sharp fangs, looking incredibly savage and cruel. Their faces fierce, they said, "It seems we have more competitors."

As soon as they finished speaking, the other party treated them like dead men, not bothering with more words. They immediately pounced, bringing dense swarms of their kind to encircle and eliminate them.

Attacked so suddenly, the players were momentarily stunned—not from fear, but because they saw the opposing species. As soon as they engaged, their aura was exposed: they were all Rank 1?

How did they manage to be Rank 1?

With such rapid iteration and terrifying evolutionary speed, there's no chance to cultivate at all.

Before they could even question it, still wanting to try negotiating and avoiding conflict (this place was too mysterious, and they truly didn't want trouble, preferring to lie low), these "mad dogs" leaped at them, engaging in battle with their tree species.

Are they really going through with this?

They immediately became furious.

You're going to fight in this dimensional realm too? How belligerent can you be? We're all playing a game together here, in this realm; we'll keep seeing each other.

Moreover, it's one thing to bully us outside—we couldn't win there, so we were submissive, just like how we didn't dare speak up against the Revered Emperor just now. But here, too, you're bullying us? Do you really think we're worthless little brothers, soft targets you can push around?

"You're asking for death!"

The plant players erupted in anger, roaring, "Motherf*cker, I can't hold back anymore! We may be submissive in reality, but on the internet, are we still afraid to strike hard? Attack! Form ranks! Let's take this guy down first!"

"...These guys actually think this is a real game." The dog with pointed muzzle and sharp fangs licked its blood-red lips, sneering. They were clearly newcomers. How could they boast so much, relying on these deformed, four-limbed plants with legs?

One by one, the vicious dogs leaped, fiercely biting and tearing at the treants.

Rumble!

"It's useless! You little brothers have no idea how strong we are... Rank 1? How laughable!" The treants quickly gathered, their roots intertwining and vines organizing themselves.

"Watch us combine—into Muscle Man Form!"

A towering, muscular, green "big brother" struck a bodybuilding pose, flexing his biceps and revealing a mouthful of dark green teeth.

The entire dog clan felt quite uncomfortable, sensing something... off.

"Secret Technique—Old Tree's Roots!"

In an instant, they formed a massive vine-covered tree, its vines and roots intertwined, transforming into a terrifying war treant.

"You're too behind the times! Our PVP species combat has been thoroughly researched. In low-level evolutionary creature group battles, treants that can move are the strongest beings!"

The towering treant slapped a group of vicious dogs to death, a hint of mockery flashing across its face. "You pathetic little brothers..."

"Is your knowledge of evolution really so shallow? In the low-level era, where spells and bloodlines cannot be used, it's all about pure melee combat, biting and clawing. Trees, however, have no muscles or blood, so they're not afraid of bites and claws... and they can intertwine and merge!"

"This... this?"

The leader of the vicious dogs looked up, utterly terrified, his expression as if he had seen a ghost. What in the world were these creatures?!!!

"Secret Technique—Tree World's Embrace!"

Boom.

The next second, the war treant's countless dangling, pliable vines swept out, hooking each vicious dog like fishing lines. One by one, the struggling, thrashing 'fish' were reeled into the sky.

"Secret Technique—Needle Through the Seam."

Boom!

Vines swept the vicious dogs into the sky, precisely aiming for their nostrils, eyes, mouths, and various other spots, impaling them violently onto the treant's sharp crown.

Howl!

Accompanied by agonizing screams, the crown of the ancient war treant was already impaled with animal corpses, blood flowing freely.

"What... what in the world is this!!!" The leading vicious dog was dumbstruck with terror, taking its remaining forces and fleeing. "This is too disgusting! It has no dignity for a strong warrior, to use such a despicable method..."

In an era without spiritual arts or supernatural powers, the opponent's fighting style was terrifying. That creature seemed like a celestial war machine; despite being an ordinary life form, it could easily slaughter a group of Rank 1 beings.

In his horror, he mentally tagged them.

Unprovocable!

Absolutely unprovocable!

And to think they were just pretending to be newcomers! Do they look like newcomers?

"Trying to run? Do you know why this is the strongest low-tier PVP species? So-called 'battle deterrence' is very simple! Question: How do you make sure the opponent won't dare to challenge you to a PVP duel next time? It's simple: leave them with a severe trauma of defeat, for example, by disgusting them with filth! Or by beating the crap out of them!"

This Rank 9 Enlightened One was hoisted high and violently impaled onto the treant's crown.

Blood flowed, accompanied by a scream of agony.

Annihilation.

"Satisfying screams and blood-soaked combat—this is the romance between men," they declared as they split apart.

They heard the notification of their level and experience increasing. By slaying higher-level monsters, they had directly reached Rank 1.

"Level? What in the world is that?" They were confused again.