Chapter 872: Machine Pillar God, Terrifying Zerg Mutation

**Chapter 1**

Donna clutched her own scalp and placed it back on her head.

She found it incredibly dangerous.

Even brain surgery carried high risks in this era.

What a reckless child! Even with extraordinary divine power, how could she just open her mother's head so casually?

What if she died?

It was understandable for an infant only one day old not to know better...

However, the next second, her expression suddenly froze, and she slowly reacted.

Ah!!!

Her shrill scream echoed through the sky, "Wait, I remember I was infected, I've turned into one of those monsters, and now my head? My head was opened, and I'm still alive?"

She quickly used her antlers to pry open her scalp, picked up a small makeup mirror, and peered into her brain.

"My pineal gland?"

"Or brain stones?"

After a moment, she gradually calmed down, rendered speechless by the drastic changes in her body.

But only Semar understood the horror of this situation. "Mother has also entered high-dimensional space and become a higher life form, like us?"

"How could this happen?"

A sudden, unbelievable thought appeared in his mind. "Could it be that Mother has already become part of the Column God, a cell of the Column God's body, and as a cell, naturally, she..."

He fell completely silent.

Transformed into a zombie, the current Donna might no longer be Donna.

The true Donna was dead.

Now, it was merely her corpse that had gained intelligence, inheriting the memories of this body. This situation was what the Ishuldar people of old called the Corpse Race—a race whose intelligence was born from a corpse.

She was now part of the new Column God's body, its progeny, and thus naturally able to enter high-dimensional space.

Semar watched his mother, Donna, still startled and examining her own body, exclaiming in fright. She didn't even understand what had happened. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Is the continuation of memory the continuation of life?"

"When the original soul has died, and a new, blank soul inherits its memories, is it still the same person?"

He didn't know.

But in front of him, he took a deep breath and smiled, "Congratulations, Mother! You've successfully come back to life, and you now possess the same high-dimensional access as we do..."

Donna felt as if everything was utterly bizarre.

But the next second, something even stranger happened.

The infant Semar said, "Also, come out, new Column God. I know you're listening here."

*Whoosh.*

Without the slightest hesitation, a child-like humanoid phantom slowly appeared, smiling at the startled Donna. "In a sense, Donna is also my mother. We both share the same mother."

Donna was stunned.

Another offspring of a trans-universal enlightened being had become her child?

I gave birth to another one?

I'm actually the mother of two trans-universal enlightened beings' offspring?

Even the most absurd fiction wouldn't dare write this.

Semar merely stared at him. "You should explain."

"You must have guessed it. I am the new human-form Column God..." the phantom Column God said. "And what I control is this human-form part of the zombies."

Semar was taken aback.

"The human-form Column God controls the fate of the new humans who gain intelligence after being infected..." the phantom continued. "And Mother, naturally, is one of them... because she is a human-form zombie, she is naturally under my rule.

But you shouldn't be hostile towards me. I am not the previous three Lava Column Gods. We are the Column Gods of this land, a new Column God formed by the deer antlers, the cat tails, and all the beings of this land...

In fact, I am quite hostile to the Three Column Gods, because sooner or later, they will try to devour me, to re-integrate me, this separate virus, back into their computer cluster."

The infant Semar's expression softened slightly.

In a sense, it was true.

And Mother Donna being the first to revive and enter high-dimensional space, completing her mutation, was clearly the doing of this human-form Column God...

Mother Donna had likely become a protagonist of an era in the other party's timeline, similar to the Great Joy Emperor or the Daughter of Sheng Lin...

"Have you already established a world-line?" he asked.

"Not entirely, because I can only control my own race; there are too many external variables. And, I must correct one point: I am not the most powerful Column God," the phantom Column God said.

Semar frowned slightly. "Impossible. There's no Column God more powerful than the human-form one. The beast-form Column God, the plant-form Column God, how could their populations compare to yours?"

Who knew, this Column God phantom merely smiled. "I must correct another point. The will born when a virus infects a civilization is not all the same; it adapts to the local conditions. What has been born on this land is not the original Three Column Gods...

The weakest is the Plant-form Column God, undeniably.

The second most powerful is I, the human-form Column God.

You can see that I embody the genes of all animals, various intelligent human races, and various animals, birds. I am a combination of the human-form Column God and the beast-form Column God... But the most powerful Column God is the Machine Column God."

The Machine Column God?

The infant Semar was instantly filled with terror.

Mechanical intelligence?

In this technological era, the largest population group is not animals, nor plants, nor humans... but intelligent machines, intelligent life forms. Although this civilization has always perfectly suppressed intelligent machines, now...

"Yes..."

This human-form Column God phantom looked out the window.

"Don't you feel it? The signals here, the electric towers, they all seem to be interfered with by some kind of information... That's its doing, that's its method of infection. Our other two Column Gods cannot do that."

Donna also reacted, trembling all over!

This kind of virus...

It could even infect intelligent machines, even firearms, and forcibly give birth to sentience?

"If that's truly the case..."

Semar's face began to contort.

"Yes, as you think, the three new Column Gods, upon their birth, are not equally matched. That one possesses the absolute ability to crush me and the Plant-form Column God. I'm afraid we will soon be unified by it, becoming part of it..."

This was the horror of the Column God, whose computational power at this moment far exceeded human limits.

It had just been born, yet it had already seen the future of its destiny, its impending death.

Thus, it began to attempt to influence the future of the world-line, making its final struggle.

The human-form Column God bowed slightly, politely saying, "So, as children of the same mother, and for the fate of the new human race... I hope to receive help."

"You should know that Mother Donna is also part of our human race, and I am the God of Destiny for the human race. I hope you will help this new civilized race that has just been born from corpses."

The human-form Column God predicted, "You shouldn't underestimate it. Due to the confluence of cosmic forces, geographical advantages, human factors, and the planet-destroying cannon, it has led to an alternative evolution of the virus species. According to my calculations..."

"It only needs one week to break through any spatial turbulence blockade and destroy the entire civilization."

"It only needs one month to destroy the entire galaxy."

"And in the second month, its life form, its level of terror, will even surpass the combined might of the previous three Column Gods."

"And in the third month, it will become an indescribable cosmic horror, a complete cosmic catastrophe."

"In this period, according to historical records, even the ancient Rennimansga, master of the Cosmic Garden, would be killed alive by it!"

Donna was horrified.

"Yes, our other two great Column Gods must unite with the survivors, the human empires outside, and all forces that can be united... to kill it!"

"Its level of terror is such that even other viruses would seek to destroy it."

Medusa walked across the land.

As a true cosmic god, far exceeding Caroline at this time, she could sense many subtle details on this land.

"Signal towers?"

"Something feels off, very eerie... This strangeness is like that of Cthulhu-esque evil gods, ominous, with an inexplicable terror."

"I wonder what kind of monsters this forbidden existence will mutate into."

She was calm as she came to a piece of land and saw a nearly dying phantom, smiling, "As one of the infected virus branches, are you about to die?"

Yes.

The Plant-form Column God at this time was on the verge of death.

Because of a star-destroying cannon's bombardment of the continent, only plants could not escape.

The plants here, unfortunately, did not have legs.

It was the most severely damaged, on the verge of becoming the first Column God to be eliminated.

In fact, it could even be said that it was no longer the God of Destiny for a large species group, but rather the leader of a small,濒临extinction group.

"Tell me your choice."

Medusa smiled. "Virus, will you follow me? Become my slave?"

Suddenly, a child-like plant phantom appeared before her, hands clasped together. "Great Cosmic True God, I am willing to surrender. Our newly born race needs your help."

Medusa smiled, having directly found everything she desired.

Meanwhile.

A sub-dimension was opened.

Rotten, decaying, and various mixed bloody, nauseating smells wafted out.

At this moment, amidst the ruins, a fully armed special operations team walked in.

"Everyone, be careful. We need to clear out the zombies in this area and also observe the situation, as current affairs rely solely on our own efforts."

This was a plan from a large nearby encampment's decision-making group.

Waiting for death was impossible; the virus had mutated too strangely. They had to investigate.

"Also, this is a huge branch mechanical factory with a production line for super alloy steel. We must reclaim access here and even move this sub-dimensional area closer to our headquarters."

Before them lay a massive mechanical factory.

The ground was a vibrant red, a bloody, dark red earth, strewn with shattered corpses everywhere.

*Clatter-clatter—*

Despite being a still space, the sound of whistling wind could be heard.

It was as if the machinery was still running, clattering and pulling at the air.

An unusual eeriness pervaded the place.

The mechanical factory, the building complex, the ground made of bluestone.

The team slowly walked through the main gate where workers used to report for duty. On both sides were desolate, ruined workshops.

"Captain, something's not right here... This place has clearly fallen, but since we entered, we haven't seen a single wandering zombie."

"No zombies? Could it be that someone has already cleared it out for us?"

Their expressions were extremely grim. No one was a fool; this was too bizarre.

Even if someone had cleared it, then where were those people?

Where had the people gone?

But as they delved deeper, they didn't see a single living person. Instead, they witnessed an incredibly horrifying scene.

Countless zombies, dressed in factory employee uniforms, and various human residents from the family quarters, were piled up into small mountains, eerily bloody, like a garbage heap.

"My God, who killed these zombies? And piled them up here? And cleared them so cleanly?"