Chapter 1161
[The End of Judgment Day]
Chapter 1161 [Judgment Day - The End]
Xia Xiu's finger hovered over the confirmation entry that was flashing with a deep red light. The entire "Eden Execution Procedure" interface was like a glass bridge suspended between reality and ideals.
——【Execution Procedures】——
Target of execution: World-sea concept
Target entity level: Hyperlogic/Infinite nesting
Risk Warning Level: Dark Red — May trigger a restructuring of reality and concepts.
Caution: This action is irreversible.
Xia Xiu's gaze lingered on the confirmation box for a full three seconds.
Within three seconds, the interface will automatically prompt:
System Risk Warning: Once the execution procedure is activated, it will rewrite the causal chain of reality, the collective consciousness field, and the narrative definition layer; during the process, it may cause some concept nodes to shatter and cause logical backlashes that exceed the conventional containment framework.
Should we continue?
[Confirm ●] / [Cancel]
Access is locked...
Ethics Committee Authority Confirmation…
Swordholder/Defender Privilege Confirmed…
The resolution was confirmed by a majority vote at the assembly…
Verification successful.
Execution procedure activated...
The target entity has entered the conceptual level liquidation process.
The parameters gradually decrease ↓
The parameters gradually decrease ↓↓
The parameters gradually decrease ↓↓↓
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As the last line of text appeared, the entire interface suddenly seemed to come alive—light flowed between the layers of the interface, rushing along the parameter network like nerve pathways, and the screen projection vibrated into regular light spots in Xia Xiu's field of vision, and even the air began to hum slightly.
The ocean still exists in reality; it hasn't disappeared. But the meaning of its existence has begun to fade because the conceptual definition is no longer closely tied to reality. Instead, it is being dismantled in a gradually reversing order.
"Beast of Deception, the game is over. You shall remain forever within the circle of ideals, and never appear before us again—"
Mu raised his left hand.
At that moment, all ten rings simultaneously lit up with an even higher level of fire, transforming from a faint, shimmering white light into a blazing halo, rapidly extending from his palm. The beams of light, like ten raging flames, rose from the ground at the same time, shooting straight into the sky.
His left hand made a downward waving motion.
【The Blazing Sun - The End of the Ten Days: Explanation】
At this moment, the simulated [crisis sequence] is directly liberated in the hands of the defenders of heaven, and light straightens the air and flattens the space.
Ten suns are arranged in a giant ring, encompassing the diameter of the entire world.
The light from the sphere continued to fall.
There was no sound in the light, but the extreme heat echoed with a low hum as it vibrated in the air with each descent.
The first ray of light fell on the horizon.
The earth instantly cracked open, unleashing countless waves of heat. Steam and white smoke billowed from the rock surfaces, and the heat surged into the sky along the cracks.
The second beam of light fell on what was once the seabed.
The sand there was instantly evaporated into white dust that drifted in the wind. The air, stretched straight by the sphere of light, acted like an invisible high-pressure shield, pushing all the rising mist even higher and reflecting a blinding light once again.
The third bundle, the fourth bundle...
When ten beams of light fell simultaneously, the world's original temperature structure completely collapsed amidst the scorching heat and the beams of light.
The sky was stretched to a single white light, the clouds evaporated into an invisible gray fog, and the land and remaining gullies reflected a hard, unfamiliar light under the illumination of ten suns.
During these ten days, the world's oceans were drained of their last drop of moisture by the final blazing light, steam was drawn directly into the cracks in the sky, and the high temperature baked the air to almost transparency. The moisture on the earth had nowhere to escape and could only evaporate inch by inch under the illumination of the sphere of light.
Under the intense heat, the outline that once belonged to the sea was dried into cracks in the sunlight, like a sheepskin map that had been crumpled countless times, remaining but unable to be pieced back together.
"She's such a supermodel..."
As Xia Xiu on the Hornet couldn't help but sigh inwardly, the Hornet beneath his feet trembled violently under the impact of the light. Its mechanical soul resonated with a dull, low frequency amidst the intense heat and spatial disturbances. The entire ship was like a piece of metal being squeezed by distorted space, constantly subjected to the impact of the energy torrent.
"Help! Help me! I don't want to die!" The Bumblebee's machine spirit cried out for help to the three Heavenly Swordholders on board.
However, the three did not intend to bring back anything related to the existence of the Sea King, other than the human survivors.
Xia Xiu was thinking about something else entirely. He wondered if he could withstand Mu's attack if he were in Mu's shoes...
After much thought, his answer was: it can withstand it, but it's somewhat impossible to withstand it completely.
It's important to understand that Mu's attacks are not just purely physical damage. If they were purely physical attacks, the [Miracle Workers] who have transcended the Three Realms and entered the essence of the Aether would have thousands of ways to avoid them.
The simplest way is to directly enter the seventh level of the Ether and avoid the pressures of reality.
However, the world-destroying physical damage shown by Mu's attack is only the base value. He also follows up with various buffs such as direct hit to the target and forced lock.
If the three colossal statues were here, relying on the ability to transform into three deities with a single thought, the triple crown domain, and the six wedges within his body, he felt he had a 40% chance of success.
If, by continuing to rely on the two demented rulers controlled by his own carnal lineage, and by using the mindless (His boundless cover) to leverage the power of displeasure (the god of all machines) without restraint, then an additional 40% can be achieved.
Just as he was idly letting his thoughts wander, a crisp sound rang out.
puff~
Amidst the aftershocks of this destruction, the First Swordholder of Heaven raised his right hand, holding a black umbrella that emanated a strange, silent pressure even before it was opened.
He turned to look at the second swordsman and Xia Xiu standing not far away, his tone as steady as if he were announcing something utterly ordinary:
"Let's go, it's time to go back to heaven."
As he finished speaking, the umbrella slowly opened. It didn't open like an ordinary umbrella, but rather like a black mirror creating ripples in the space. When the mirror was fully open, the ripples spread outwards along the surface of the mirror.
Xia Xiu immediately sensed a strange fluctuation. It was neither like wind nor like a wave, but more like a dimensional barrier that was forming and rapidly spreading between him and the second swordsman.
The feeling was as if one were surrounded by an invisible glass, but this glass was more solid than any physical object. It blocked the aftershocks of the world's destruction, yet allowed one to clearly perceive the collapse of the outside world.
As the ripples rolled outwards, Xia Xiu felt his great spirituality being enveloped by a gentle yet irresistible force, and his consciousness was pulled into a space that resembled another dimension.
"The teacher's attacks weren't targeted at us; in fact, he deliberately avoided them, so it was easy for him to enter the state of invulnerability—Abraham. When you reach the Venerable level, you will also awaken this ability," Saint Valentine said to Xia Xiu, who had not yet reached the Venerable level.
At this moment, Saint Valentine demonstrated another method of miraculously avoiding pure physical damage—[World Bubble Blessing: Information that makes one impervious to all spells].
In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to become heavier, a kind of power that was hard to describe. It enveloped the air layer, yet was firmly attached to the structure of reality.
"It is impervious to all laws, and requires a more concentrated and higher-level flood-like attack to break through it."
Saint Valentine explained to the younger generation, his gaze sweeping over the land and remaining traces covered by the aftershocks of the fire, his tone carrying an undisguised rational deduction.
"In other words, only a power like the High Orbit World Cannon can truly penetrate this layer of defense at the dimensional level."
His gaze became deep and calm:
"To be honest, the four abnormal historical kings of this world are all very broken. They do not have a complete world bubble structure, so they cannot enter a true state of invulnerability. That is why they fell easily at our hands."
Before he finished speaking, Saint Valentine added:
"Of course, even if they really are immune to all magic, they will still die at our hands, it will just take a little longer."
After saying this, he turned and took a step, as if a simple closing remark could sweep away all the dust here:
"Let's go, it's time to go back to heaven."
As he finished speaking, Saint Valentine slowly raised the black umbrella in his right hand.
The umbrella ribs slowly unfolded, a process that seemed ordinary, yet without a trace of real physical resistance, like a black mirror drawing invisible ripples in space.
When the mirror is fully opened, ripples spread outwards along the texture of the umbrella, each wave seemingly tearing apart the thin film between reality and illusion.
Xia Xiu instantly felt a strange and firm force field quietly forming. It was not as gentle as the wind blowing through his hair, nor as heavy as energy fluctuations. It was more like a dimensional membrane in the process of forming, enveloping him and the second swordsman in an invisible material.
It felt like being covered by an invisible layer of glass, but that glass was more indestructible than any physical object. It isolated the destructive aftershocks that were roaring outside, yet allowed people to clearly perceive the collapse of the world even from outside the isolation.
The ripples continued to spread outwards, extending in circles and layer upon layer, silent and invisible, yet leaving a mark deep within consciousness.
Xia Xiu felt his great spirituality being slowly enveloped. The envelopment was silent yet as stable as a rock. It was as if he was being slowly moved into another space. The gravitational field in his consciousness was suppressed, and his perception, which originally resonated with the world, gradually switched frequencies and was placed in a more stable coordinate system.
Under this force, the Hornet beneath their feet was completely torn apart, swallowed, disintegrated, and dissolved in the powerful shockwave of the aftershocks of the light sphere.
It once existed as the core of the fleet and a witness to the battlefield. After that invisible force covered it, only a trace of residual vibration was drawn away before it completely dissipated.
In contrast, he and the second swordsman were completely unharmed, their faces were undisturbed, and their breathing was steady, as if they were placed in a space independent of the world. They could see the destruction outside but were not affected by it.
In this newly created void, only the two of them remained, standing silently.
The surrounding area should have been filled with the flames and shattering after destruction, but outside this barrier, all sounds seemed to be filtered out, leaving only images that were slowly refracted, reflected, and overflowed.
The world order was completely stripped away under the ten-day end, and they were as if witnessing it all from another dimension.
That feeling was both distant and clear.
The void beneath one's feet has no weight and no substantial material presence; it is merely a space that carries consciousness, a field composed of dimensional ripples and conceptual order.
The afterglow of the ten orbs of light in the field of vision slowly faded, each dimming as if the last layer of power of existence was being drawn away.
They witnessed the end of the world, but were not swallowed up by it.
At this moment, Xia Xiu stood there, as if he were standing between a very close distance and an unreachable world.
He could see the space that had once spread like water completely erased, and he could also see the sphere of light eventually shrink into an invisible white light.
The entire earth was vaporized by the sphere of light into its afterglow, disappearing into the silent void.
And so they stood there in this weightless space, becoming witnesses who remained after all reality and ideals had dissolved.
……
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Heaven's Double Helix Road.
The enormous staircase winds and twists with a DNA-like double helix structure, resembling both a bridge to the sacred and a spine that runs through the entire world, silently connecting the sky and the abyss.
On both sides of the spiral staircase, doors of different shapes emerge, some like heavy altars, others like light illusions, alternating faintly in the light and shadow, sometimes open, sometimes closed.
These doors remain silent, yet they seem to whisper the invisible chains and connections between order, cause and effect, and destiny. As you look up the stairs, two enormous doors stand silently opposite each other, one deep below and the other high above, forming a seemingly unsolvable intersection of beginning and end.
Beside the winding staircase and the blue door, a tall, slender figure stood quietly.
He was wearing a dark gray three-piece suit, and this man was none other than Aaron Siegel, the leader of Resolution Assembly 0-01.
He slowly opened his pocket watch. The moment the cover turned, a wisp of calm, flame-like light burst forth from the engraved luster inside, illuminating his slightly raised gaze, which seemed to have traversed countless times and realms.
"This is the day of the end."
His voice fell slowly, steady yet like the truth squeezed out of an endless abyss.
"This is the final moment of judgment and reconstruction, the moment when the flames of light will return to their origin, and the final chapter of the angels' mission throughout the ages. At the intersection of the intangible and the tangible, the world loses its cloak of cause and effect before Him, and is given new meaning from the narrative. And that meaning, in the name of holiness, will be inscribed into reality time and time again."
He slowly closed his pocket watch, the gold chain swaying gently near his wrist, reflecting the light and shadow flowing on the spiral staircase, like the Old Testament emblems interwoven with blood and light.
He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the endless depths of the staircase, his voice slowly descending, yet carrying the solemnity of an ancient tale:
"The debts that were owed have been fully repaid; the planet of the Extreme Shark Line shall henceforth belong to the Kingdom of Heaven, and stand solemnly among all the rulers as a backup for the planetary cannon."
“Eden, keep this document; we’ll need it in the near future.”
[Editing complete, archiving complete, this planet is now stored in the Double Helix Path, and can be accessed through the Heavenly Arsenal if needed—]
【Ding--】
[The blank world bubble of the Extreme Shark Line has been extracted. Should it be stored in the Alaya Existence Agreement...?]
"Keep it. It was originally a gift for the fourth sword-bearer of Heaven," Siegel replied indifferently.