NABC Chapter 945 Beyond Heaven (2-in-1)
Chapter 945 Beyond Heaven (2-in-1)
Chapter 945 Beyond Heaven (Part 2)
Part of the motivation for the Continuation Institute comes from the weight of the present situation brought about by the three major blockades. Simply put, it means blocking the entire present situation at the mouth of the cage.
After the "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" stops spinning, some restless things will appear everywhere, like cockroaches in a rented room and secondhand players.
That's how it should be, which is why temporary cleaning and tidying are needed.
The Creators, the Silent Ones, and the Ascended Ones, who have already been injected with cognitive vaccines and meme protection, watch over the countless ebb and flow of light, and the angels of death emerging from the ocean, and fall silent.
"Lord, let them rest forever."
“Lord, let the light shine on their bodies forever.”
"May you hear my prayer, comfort the souls of the dead, and accept their flesh and blood."
Woodman slowly opened his eyes and said, "The dead must rise from the dust and ascend from death to the realm of life."
Before him lay a jumble of distorted outlines, a series of bizarre corpses.
"Woodman, Mathers wants you to come back to Golden Dawn for dinner!" Russell shouted. "Even for a class reunion, you didn't pay for the meal!"
“Then let him wait a little longer.” Woodman said, holding a bouquet of white roses. “Russell, even seeing your annoying face at this delightful moment makes me incredibly happy.”
"Why don't you go into the particle collider and set off some fireworks to entertain everyone?!" Russell asked earnestly.
He was reopening Woodman's wounds, but even so, this creator/fifth-order ascendant double angel, whom he had once tricked, did not show the slightest anger, as if he had been sublimated.
They even helped get rid of the cockroaches; it was like the sun rising in the west!
“I want to thank you, Russell,” Woodman said with utmost sincerity.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to exist as the spirit of the matter, let alone come into contact with the reality of the world through Faust's arrangement."
"Can't you speak like a human being, you idiot?" Russell's face twitched involuntarily.
It was clearly those bastards at the Continuing Education Institute who caused the problem, but this idiot brought it up, and he went from being a non-stick pan to a scapegoat.
"It's alright if you don't understand." Woodman laughed, raising his head. "The stairway to heaven has already fallen. You should know that the Rainbow Bridge cannot reverse entropy; all reversals don't actually go forward but accelerate backward, so..."
puff-
The blade of the moon goddess Ahri pierced through Woodman from behind.
“It’s Lord Ach. I haven’t seen you since the fall of Ideal State.” Woodman turned around and smiled.
He seemed completely immune to the attack; writhing, intertwined feathers of light emerged from the cracks in his body. Startled, Ahri abandoned his blade and withdrew it from Woodman's side.
"Why be so aggressive? I just wanted to remind you all that you've all thrown the Rainbow Bridge into the Witch's Night, haven't you?"
Woodman studied the astonishment on their faces and said, "If the timeline inside Witch's Night becomes invalid due to the wear and tear accumulated on the Rainbow Bridge, then..."
"Terminate Project Two!" Russell roared at the communication device.
"It's a pity that you guys interrupted me like this, and now it's too late," Woodman said regretfully.
The eerie corpses piled up in the tide turned to ashes, and little by little, wisps of soul light drifted out and surged toward the sea of light.
At the same time, the rainbow light erupted, forming a storm that shook the power that had almost frozen and slowed down time.
"They all thought I was responsible for the fall of Heaven."
Woodman looked at Russell's crestfallen face and laughed:
"But you stuffed me into the particle collider back then, Russell. Although I don't know what you did that led to the president's demise in that disaster, but..."
"The golden dawn is the future."
Woodman stared at Russell as if to demonstrate with action, his entire meme-constructed body turning to ashes and merging into the tide of light.
"I'm going to report someone for driving this idiot crazy and then making him stronger," Russell squeezed out.
Soon, just as he had predicted, the latest news arrived: [Time has accelerated within the Witch's Night, and it is about to break through the framework and blockade.]
"Why do you say that?" Su Lin's smile remained unchanged.
"Don't people who enjoy themselves prefer watching others fight to the death?" Huai Shi turned around and examined the deity.
The fissure that had burst forth with intense light gradually closed, and the countless phenomena mixed in with the afterglow vanished. But where He stood, mud and grass appeared out of thin air, like the faint glow of dawn.
"Am I supposed to just stand by and watch you continue to fight your way through the depths of this Void forever?" Su Lin retorted.
"Actually, I might not be able to beat her." Huai Shi glanced at the raccoon, who was locked in a defensive stance but still radiating anger.
"Moreover, I have already devoured all of Hell. As long as the Abyss can be restored to its original state and stop swallowing the Void, it will be over."
Those unborn worlds will not become stillborn abysses in Hell, nor will they be absorbed into the garbage can of the stars. As long as the void exists, new worlds will be born. And I, as the aggregate of all Hells, will sever the influence of the dead on the new worlds within the abyss, thus completely ending this eternal cycle of reincarnation.
In this way, everything the Eternal Terra Empire has sacrificed will have meaning.
"Is that enough?" Su Lin asked.
A faint sound rang in my ears, but it was a harbinger of impending destruction.
Unwilling to end like this, seemingly directed at Huai Shi, yet also at the third party who interfered in the final duel, the already empty abyss trembled violently.
Even though the trash bag is already torn to shreds, I am still the king of trash!!!
Willpower, strength, and soul have long surpassed all the constraints that cognition can imagine. The deity with the characteristics of a hundred beasts reappears as if doing a sit-up. Golden light pierces through the darkness, and even Huai Shi, who has devoured all of hell, feels a tremor in his heart at that ever-growing aura.
However, Su Lin raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
A beam of pure white holy light appeared, and he broke off a section of the beam, looking down at the raccoon from above, and tossed it gently.
A terrifying beam of light descended, piercing through dimensions and tearing open the abyss.
In the blink of an eye, the shimmering light silently unleashed an endless storm of energy and expanding white light, bringing chaos and depravity.
Only after the strange phenomenon subsided did the raccoon, still emitting smoke, stumble out, carrying a baseball bat: "I haven't..."
Snapped.
The King of Garbage collapsed to the ground, exhausted, as if it had exerted all its strength.
Hundreds of writhing white feathers emerged from the abyss around her, gnawing at some invisible torrents, seemingly completely isolating her from some mysterious source of power.
"You have reached the end, successfully devouring all of hell; her obsession has lost its meaning." Su Lin sighed helplessly, with pity.
“Even though they are all just ethereal dream beings, I can’t just watch you and them all perish along with the Witch’s Night, can I?”
"So while everything is still salvageable, I'm here to help you save it all."
"Save everything?" Huai Shi asked, puzzled.
"Yes," Su Lin said calmly and serenely, her eyes clear.
"To give both the victims and the victors a happy ending, and to put an end to this endless cycle of calamity."
“I have seen all your sacrifices and contributions along the way.”
"So this is a reward for you."
As if a black curtain had been lifted, with the god turning around, His arm gently swept across the darkness, and heaven and earth began to separate, all things opened their eyes, tearing apart all divisions and gaps.
Seaweed sways among schools of fish, birds fly among the clouds, spring rain disturbs patches of flower buds, and the glow of dawn gradually falls upon all things.
"This is the reward?" Huai Shi asked, puzzled.
"Isn't a paradise free from all calamities enough?" Su Lin asked with a smile.
"All life can go to this paradise, break free from the shackles of the abyss, and enter a new era that will never fall."
The morning light falling from 'heaven' shines equally on the deep, desolate land of Guixu. The ruins and remains of those worlds have long been swallowed up by Huai Shi, but the surviving animals are still on the ever-moving Star Train.
They stared in awe at the sudden appearance of this miraculous scene through the viewing window.
Su Lin raised her arm and pointed to the other side: "Of course, that includes them too."
A vast stream of light swept past, and behind Huai Shi's head, the moon phase, the source of the silver sea, and countless dim outlines that were almost indistinguishable, floated in the sky like ghosts and illusions.
Just like the 'Father' depicted in the story, He represents the radiance of endless love and hope.
The dead beings in the tomb come before the Lord, and He unfolds the book of deeds and transgressions. All that has been created will be resurrected, and death and all things will be terrified.
“That sounds good.” Huai Shi gazed at the deity, puzzled. “But you haven’t answered my first question yet.”
"who are you?"
"I am Su Lin, whom you know." He seemed to be wearing a crown of light, and chuckled gently and solemnly:
"If I absolutely must get a satisfactory answer, in the past, I had another name—"
"—The rancher."
The departed god of mutated carnivores.
The hellish gods at the top of the abyss food chain, the evil consequences created by gods of many lineages, the reflection of an omniscient and omnipotent god, and the cheap adoptive father whom Huai Shi has yet to inherit the family fortune with.
"That was then, Huai Shi." He walked in the darkness, spreading light: "My name now is ▋▋▋."
It was as if endless light was roaring, and a massive correction value, capable of reshaping all things at will, descended with overwhelming divine power the moment that name was uttered.
Huai Shi's pupils contracted, the wind lashing his face like arrows, but amidst the pain and oppression, he finally recognized the incomprehensible name through mimicking lip movements: "Jehovah."
"You did very well." He seemed to spare no praise for the person before him:
"It was you who brought my Holy Spirit back to this world, brought my body back to life from hell, and made up for the true essence that I lacked."
"Therefore I will bring forgiveness for you, and for this present situation, and for all of this."
"Huai Shi, go, finish what you have to do last."
With encouragement, He raised his hand and pointed to the dark sun.
"Destroy the abyss and the last remaining hell, and offer the first spark of fire in the darkness for the coming new world."
So magnificent.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as glorious and righteous, since it has sufficient legitimacy in terms of both cause and purpose.
The true salvation of the world is to raise the fire under the watchful eye of an all-knowing and all-powerful God.
"Oh," Huai Shi responded, but made no move.
He just stood there quietly watching the rancher in front of him.
"What's wrong?" the rancher asked curiously.
"I, Xiao Taiyi from Huaihai Road, love to say NO to self-righteous people!" Huai Shi said with a cold expression.
He himself is hell, so destroying the abyss and hell would mean making him end his own life.
Do you really think that the Destruction Element, by simply putting on a Su Lin costume and giving itself a whitewashed identity, will be credible?
Who are they trying to brainwash by leaving it there?!
"Heh." The rancher chuckled nonchalantly, as if he could read Huai Shi's mind, and said, "So you mean to preserve this abyss?"
"The rancher is the god of hell, and I am the creator of the new world. I came here to completely redeem you from the endless cycle of calamity and miracle."
"Whether you like it or not, when this witch's night ends, I will remove all the filth from hell."
"Whether you leave them to suffer eternal torment in the abyss or send all their souls to heaven for salvation, the choice is yours."
On one side is the darkness created by the gloom and despair of the world, and on the other side is the light gathered by hope and new life.
The rancher stood calmly in the sunlight, facing the dark sun in the abyss, waiting for Huai Shi, who was on the dividing line, to make his choice.
Huai Shi frowned.
He felt something was off, a feeling he couldn't quite put his finger on: "If you're so awesome, why don't you come and destroy the abyss yourself and save the lives here?"
"You are the holy son I chose, the embodiment of my will in the abyss. Everything you do is my doing." The rancher looked down at him.
It's hard to imagine that the rancher, whose mind was filled with nothing but eating, would not only become a charlatan after turning into this, but would also grow a brain that was already quite small.
Return the Holy Son.
Being my adoptive father wasn't enough; he wanted to be my biological father too!
Huai Shi thought to himself, if an omniscient and omnipotent god truly had a compassionate heart, there would be no need to make things so complicated. Even if Yuan Fang came, he would say that this matter was not simple.
"Idiot, can't you even understand something this simple?"
An ink-like silhouette fluttered up from inside the Book of Destiny and landed on Huai Shi, teasingly saying, "Think about the theme of this Witch's Night. Our esteemed rancher didn't lie to you. He is just a shadow in Hell, but he can become a true god in the New World, so why not?"
"But the premise is..."
“There must be a new world.” Huai Shi continued, then suddenly realized, “Because of the existence of the Abyss, the new world has not yet been born.”
"It will be ready soon." The rancher smiled warmly, revealing the breathtaking view behind him. "It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"
It seems like a win-win situation, assuming the rancher did indeed use the "Abandon Darkness for Light" card, ignoring the fact that a certain "Holy Spirit" was consumed. However, after a long era, Huai Shi and others rebelled against the abyss that created this cycle of suffering.
Let's revisit the hidden elements of this Witch's Night: food chains, evolution from the abyss, doomsday, and immortal beasts; and return to the questions we're exploring: the dualism of the void and the abyss, the cycle of worlds, and doomsday theories.
Analyze them one by one.
First, the rancher's true form has merged with the Grand Mystic Zarathustra, and his divinity is spreading throughout the entire present realm through the outflow layer.
If the Witch's Night's lessons are not yet over, the God of Hell, who is at the top of the Abyss's food chain and will serve as a meal for Paradise, is also a participant.
If a rancher wants to evolve into a god, then he must first follow his own abyssal food chain and eat whatever he wants.
Just as oviparous creatures eat their eggshells upon hatching, the eggshell, known as hellish, is the best source of nutrition.
The Witch's Night serves as the site of the ritual of sublimation, and the poem of the Abyss, the embodiment of all hell, is the final sacrifice. But before that, no abyss can exist.
Otherwise, the new world He created would still be nothing but hell.
"Not only that," the rancher said frankly, seemingly knowing everything Huai Shi was thinking.
"I want to drive the cycle of reincarnation, so that the long-decayed world can be reborn. At that time, the world will no longer suffer from the abyss and hell, or rather, there will never be a hell again."
The past and present circumstances have created the human world.
At the same time, it also abandons hells that are billions of times larger than its size.
This world exists between the void and the abyss. Gods and humans have repeatedly restarted this dying world with various miracles. Scientific methods include Angong Niuhuang Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine), ventilators, pacemakers, organ transplants, and full-body blood transfusions. Metaphysical methods include shamanistic rituals, the Seven Star Lamp, and life-extending techniques. In short, the world has survived in a state of half-death. Even Gaia, who represents the consciousness of the old world itself, has died. But at least this world is still a vegetative state with vital signs.
This is why various ghosts and evil spirits are now entangled in the 'abyss' with one foot already in their grasp.
Now that the rancher has finally realized his mistake, he can no longer bear to see this tragic situation and decides to take this opportunity to send both the present world and hell to their doom, so that everyone can be reincarnated into the next life sooner.
And He can rightfully become the true 'God'.
As for why he didn't take direct action, it was because he needed Huai Shi's help to make the abyss disappear and allow the world built into Witch's Night to appear in the void.
"Am I right?" Huai Shi asked.
"..." The rancher paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are very smart, or rather, the life forms residing in your body are very smart, able to analyze so many things."
"I didn't sacrifice my brain to you. Only a madman would willingly walk into your dining table," Huai Shi sneered.
Looking again at the 'heaven' behind the other party, it was still essentially a churning sea of gastric juices, but under the influence of the other party's classic trick of divine revision, it had become the original paradise in the Bible.
The rancher, with the divine will and divinity of an omnipotent god, denies the current reality and arbitrarily alters everything.
Once Huai Shi leads all of hell into it, his soul, flesh, and everything else in hell will be devoured and digested in an instant.
In the end, perhaps only one chosen archangel, Lucemon, will remain.
“I understand now. The previous state of madness that plunged the Eternal Terra Empire into chaos was also your doing.” Huai Shi stared at the other person and said, “During the Witch’s Night, you probably revised more than just these things.”
Judging from the abilities He has demonstrated so far, He already possesses the true characteristics and authority of God.
"Some necessary sacrifices are needed for the rebirth of the world, and all of these sacrifices will ultimately help me ignite the remnants of the old world."
The rancher raised his arms and said with compassion:
“Huai Shi, I assure you, everyone will be reborn in the new world, which will surely be a better world, and you will be able to obtain the happiness you desire.”
After all, I'm no longer the rancher I used to be.
Whether you like it or not, the moment the Witch's Night is completed, I will enter the present world in the form of an omniscient and omnipotent god to initiate the cycle of reincarnation that has been shelved for countless years. This is inevitable.
As I said, this paradise is merely a reward for you.
“I guarantee that what He said is true.” The raven stepped on the wrinkles on Huai Shi’s forehead and teased, “Even if it’s just building a super-large crystal palace, your respectable daddy would help you, right?”
"certainly."
The crow lowered its head and pointed with its wings to the other side of Huai Shi, where the black sun was.
"You could also destroy yourself and this Witch's Night in another way, preventing the rancher from completing the ritual, driving the world's cycle, and becoming God."
Now, this event has progressed with the Witch's Night and the influence of the Abyss has weakened.
This illusory dream drawn by the creator Chasher can already be regarded as the prototype of the rancher's new world. All the native life in it will become real things that are no different in essence from Huai Shi and the others after the next cycle of creation.
There's no need to worry about the rancher going back on his word. Even if He doesn't care about these things, saving the world and driving the cycle of reincarnation is like a necessary process for clearing his name and getting back on his feet. Even if it's just acting, He will play the part completely.
But the rancher's intervention in the ultimate battle between the 'King of Trash' and 'Lucidon' suggests that he is eager to welcome a new life, and therefore, he will not allow Huai Shi to make a mistake at the last moment, allowing Raccoon Star to take control of all of Hell again.
He was wary of the Garbage King, whose state was strange.
"so."
Huai Shi looked at the crow, his peripheral vision revealing black and white hues: "This is actually a multiple-choice question?"
If life within the Witch's Night is to continue to exist, even in the abyss, everything in the present and hell will inevitably be destroyed by reincarnation.
If you want to stop the rancher, you must personally turn everything from Witch's Night back into a dream.
If it were a normal person, or the scholars in the Astronomical Society, they would not hesitate at all when faced with this choice. Even if it was an experiment that required countless efforts, as long as it was for the continuation of the present world, what would it matter if they personally acted as the executioner and destroyed all the worlds in Witch's Night?
But now the only one with the choice is Huai Shi.
Are you on the side of [the world and all living beings swallowed by the abyss], or on the other side of [the present state that has been restarted countless times by the remaining void]?
Huai Shi turned to look at the rancher, or rather, at the image the rancher was currently projecting: "I admit, Dead Pigeon, you and my crow are both among the most hateful types of people who cause trouble."
"Looks like I'm disliked, sister?" the crow sighed.
"Not at all, I absolutely adore you two precious birds," Huai Shi said, taking a deep breath.
“I don’t think this is a choice.” The rancher’s clear eyes were sacred and compassionate. He smiled slightly and said, “Huai Shi, you are destined to reach heaven and herd the lambs that have been reborn from the ashes of the old world. This is your destiny, your fate.”
"The result of fate is the anchor point, the path is the variable, and the cycle of the world and the result of the paradise you created for me are like the center of gravity, which cannot be avoided."
"The end of the world has come."
He solemnly proclaimed, and then the myriad manifestations of 'Heaven' began to flow with dazzling and brilliant light.
The fleeting dream, which can only last for one night, is about to usher in the dawn in reality.
When the dream fades, it is replaced by a creator god who has been reborn from hell, and the myriad things that He has reshaped and reworked with His divine will.
As for the Old World?
Naturally, after voluntarily signing the inheritance transfer agreement, his oxygen tube was removed, and he was sent to the real abyss and buried randomly.
No. Based on the rebirth path of this cannibal god, there probably won't be a single bone left in hell. All souls, calamities, and miracles will become the cornerstone of creation.
As a bird suddenly crashes to the ground, its body rots and decomposes into soil, countless creatures—beasts, birds, fish, and even flowers and grass—begin to undergo a frenzied transformation between life and death.
Day and night turn, mountains rise and fall, and all things transform and cycle in a dazzling manner.
This is the only thing in the Rancher's Essence that cannot be corrupted by the Abyss, and for it, it is more important than the soul itself—the authority to shepherd all things in the world and all living beings.
—Abyss Food Chain
At this moment, this authority was displayed in Huai Shi's eyes, exaggerated to the extreme. In the infinite transformation, the world that had pressed the accelerator button was linked by the rancher, causing the abyss to enter a state of resonance.
Even though there was nothing around Huai Shi, he could still feel the internal time flow of the Witch's Night and experience an incredibly fast passage of time.
No. It's not that it's passing away, but rather that the internal and external worlds have reached a synchronization.
But for Huai Shi and the original life forms inside, it's different.
Time has begun to accelerate.
“Huai Shi, your only choice is whether or not to save these souls.” The rancher stood in front of the bizarre and fantastical scene, sped up a thousand times, and said, “But time is running out.”
"..." Huai Shi was silent for a moment, then rushed towards the black sun without looking back.
The wisps of calamity transformed into hell, overlapping with the pitch-black corona radiating endless light, much like the countless bags and barrels built by the King of Trash, which controlled the scope and influence of the abyss.
“Very good.” The rancher smiled, but the smile froze on his face in the next instant.
Despite being separated by an infinitely vast distance, the pitch-black flames landed on Huai Shi. He was about to raise his hand to interfere with Huai Shi's act of self-destruction and abandonment of all life in the Witch's Night.
The next second.
It seemed as if endless mirror images appeared around the Sun Chaser, splitting and shattering, reflecting all the possibilities of parallel worlds and all the endings.
Amidst the destruction of countless events, a blazing, dark sun had been waiting for a long time.
"There's a third option!" he roared, bathed in the light.
"I will become the sun!"
Like a Digimon whose information and data have been extracted, a massive amount of information emerged from Huai Shi and was drawn into the Black Sun.
The rancher looked on in astonishment, while Tong Ji wore a satisfied expression.
The Sun Chaser and the Black Sun became one.
"I warned you." Tong Ji was quite pleased with the defeated expression on that face, using it as a substitute: "My dog is a villain in doujinshi."
It's a thousand words shorter, but tomorrow's chapter will still be a long one.
(End of this chapter)