Chapter 943: Great Dao Singularity

However, Mansha's cries were useless.

Most of the gods, with the exception of a few supreme gods of law, could not resist the temptation. Their souls were swiftly cleaved, leaving them partially incomplete.

"We have..."

The God of Light sat on his throne, watching the gods wailing in agony on the Rainbow Bridge of Light within his ancient divine kingdom, tens of thousands of years old.

Clutching the Hammer of Light, which shone with brilliant golden light, the God of Light remained silent on his throne. Knowing that everything was over, he painfully closed his eyes, "Demon God! Demon God!!"

This was not a creature from their dimension at all. How could they fight It?

As supreme gods of law on the Ninth Order path, or planet-level powerhouses, how could they contend with such a monstrous, forbidden existence?

"If there's no hope, where can hope come from? There was no hope from the beginning."

Even some iron-based entities of the Pillar God of Machines were swiftly cleaved.

This situation was unstoppable.

A portion of their souls was split off, leading to a kind of personality fragmentation.

At this moment, a faint phantom of the Pillar God of Machines appeared, gazing into the void with a low murmur, "Is this the true power that this Demon God has unleashed?"

"This is bad... if too many of the species go over, a parallel-universe version of me might also reappear... and naturally, parallel-universe versions of my people will also give birth to a Pillar God of Destiny."

"I will have to face the challenge of another Pillar God of Machines!"

A chilling thought struck it.

The entire era was consumed by wails.

The Teer Empire was no exception.

The entire technological dynasty had completely collapsed. Despair, roars, growls, choked sobs, and weeping mingled across the planet, forming the final elegy of an era.

This evil god was simply too terrifying.

The wheel of history brutally rolled over everyone's faces, yet they could do nothing.

On the other side.

"We're finished," Emperor Teer said, closing his eyes in pain. "Our dynasty, I fear, is already... I am truly a sinner, having failed my ancestors."

"Do not worry."

Suddenly, a voice echoed from the unseen.

"She cannot touch you, because you... have long been a part of me."

Everyone was slightly stunned. Emperor Teer's expression shifted, revealing disbelief, joy, excitement, and then an overwhelming sense of despair.

So... they were no longer themselves?

"Have we already been completely divided and absorbed by these high-dimensional beings?"

Emperor Teer stared blankly at the sky. In that moment, this brilliant galactic overlord seemed like a soulless puppet, his eyes filled with a lifeless, ashen color—the color of utter despair.

"Living is certainly good... but only now do I realize that we were already dead?"

"Hehehehe..."

Manic, wild laughter emanated from the summit of Capitol Hill, the voice sharp and cold. "Hahahahaha... What exactly have we been struggling for?"

"The era is like a towering mountain, crushing everyone, making resistance impossible."

The players spoke.

They could no longer joke around.

Their expressions were graver than ever before.

This was no mere small sandbox world.

This was a truly vast civilization, a colossal living planet.

They had only escaped this calamity by urgently hiding within Caroline's body.

After all, no one could resist such widespread soul cleaving except for top-tier beings like her.

Caroline, a being who had perfected the Ninth Order path, had every cell and every part of her soul fused, becoming one with her body. The concept of a separate soul no longer applied to her, so she naturally could not be cleaved.

"This is the tide of history," said Mengmei, her eyes complex as she witnessed the sorrow and fear of countless beings. "A weak civilization cannot resist anything; it can only suffer in wails, crawl, and shriek in agony, ultimately meeting its end. We can only hope... that we do not become like them."

"This is... a true evil god!" the Alchemist Emperor said, his voice hoarse.

"This is a true multi-universal evil god. To look directly at It, to observe It, is to look directly at the chaotic concept of the multiverse itself, and it will lead to the emergence of parallel timelines for civilizations... Indeed, It is far more powerful than the Cthulhu evil gods we studied before."

"This is the genuine article. The civilization of an entire planet... it's simply too terrifying."

"Yes, upon reflection, any civilization that encounters It will uncontrollably generate parallel universes of its own civilization... Its terror and catastrophic nature are like the Pillar God virus; It destroys everything. For any cosmic transcendent civilization, It is a devastating nightmare!"

"This is the first move."

Medusa's expression was serene as she smiled. "How about it? Isn't it perfect? Except for you few beings, everyone else—the Teer Empire, the Pillar God of Machines, and the various divine pantheons of Planet Bird—have largely lost their possibility of entering."

With one hand, she held a sandbox, over a hundred acres in size, above her head, as if carrying a massive disk of mountains and seas.

On it was a parallel timeline.

Tiny, scale-model ants, almost as small as bacteria, were wailing and screaming, mirroring the scenes in reality.

From mortals to gods...

All floated and sank within it, creating an intensely terrifying sensation, as if they had become toys of a forbidden entity.

"There isn't much difference, as it's a parallel universe that has just been cleaved off and hasn't diverged significantly over time."

Medusa chuckled as she held up the hundred-acre sandbox. "There's no way around it; the size can only be that small... After all, it's a parallel universe of reality... Perhaps if I become stronger, I could use quantum division in the future to halve their density and weight, but their forms would still be proportionally human?"

She propped her chin with a hand, a smile on her face. "Hmm, even if the density is reduced, from wood to foam density, the size would still be similar..."

Even Shi Ji, standing beside her, fell silent.

Her elder sister's true Demon God power, her true Demon God technique, was actually this terrifying?

This was the first time she had truly encountered an opponent, the first time she had truly unleashed her power, wasn't it?

"It is indeed powerful. Quantum martial arts, quantum force, are truly cultivation techniques close to cosmic conceptual levels," Emperor Zun said, his gaze brilliant. "You can actually begin to create parallel universes in reality... So, what about the second move? You should know that this kind of large-scale soul stripping has little effect on beings like us."

Medusa shook her head. "The first move, the opening stance, was naturally not to kill you. Otherwise, why call it an opening stance? Its purpose was to create a parallel universe. What do you think the second move is?"

All the beings present were stunned.

"The opening stance, since it created a parallel universe, the second move is naturally... a cosmic collapse! Now that I have a universe, do you think I intend to nurture them? To foster the development of this parallel universe and then seize the original main universe?"

Medusa chuckled. "I don't like that—slowly cultivating a group of weaklings and hoping for strong ones to emerge? Do these ridiculous people from the Teer Empire think I genuinely care about them? That I want to cultivate a group of parallel-universe versions of them and then take over? That's truly laughable; it's the thinking of the weak."

"What I intend to do is rapidly contract the entire parallel universe back into its original singular point!"

Medusa showed no habit of concealment, revealing a mad smile, a kind of morbid, frenzied anticipation. "I've been deducing this move for a long time. This is the ultimate cosmic dao technique!... I want to perform a cosmic collapse, returning everything to a singularity, bringing forth that ultimate 'One' at the end of the unseen Great Dao..."

She intended to simulate a cosmic collapse, giving rise to a singularity, to primordial chaos?

This concept might be difficult to grasp at once.

However, the players understood it instantly and perfectly, shocked into alarm. They couldn't help but exclaim, "To put it simply, isn't this spell meant to summon a Creator God?"

Everyone looked at Medusa, her face filled with manic sickness, and their first reaction was:

This person is insane!