Chapter 671: Victory Over Me, or Being Ruled by Me

Chapter 679: Defeat Me, or Be Ruled by Me

A Pillar God? A Pillar God, symbolizing destiny and the hidden luck of a race?

Across the boundless winter sky, a layer of red light seemed to paint the horizon. On the ground, many deities looked on with astonishment and doubt. They found it inconceivable why that Pillar God had arrived in this world, or how it had entered this realm. There should have been no vulnerabilities exposed.

At the same time, they understood the horror of the Pillar God of Destiny. The destiny of a race, a bioweapon virus, capable of contaminating everything in this land, forming an uncontrollable biochemical catastrophe. The more strong individuals infected, the faster the virus would mutate.

"A Pillar God?" Armina merely smiled. "A guest has arrived. How about sitting down for a drink?"

Suddenly, an ancient red square table and two small chairs appeared on the beach before them. Caroline looked at the deity before her, instantly recognizing her as the legendary Underworld Emperor. After a quick appraisal, she sat down gracefully.

Not everyone was worthy of conversing with her as an equal. If it had been Dao Changsheng, merely a high-level deity who hadn't embarked on the path of quadrillions of ninth-tier cells, she wouldn't have acted this way. Because that individual wasn't qualified. Even if she judged Dao Changsheng to have once possessed talent surpassing Armina's, he had perished midway, no longer the original Dao Changsheng.

"Where is Medusa? The legendary Cthulhu evil god, the Origin Demon God?" Caroline slowly inquired.

Armina's pupils contracted. It was hard to imagine that the other party truly knew all the information about this world. "The Origin Demon God has already followed the Grand Dao to the distant Origin."

"The Grand Dao?" Caroline's expression was no longer calm. Following that immense giant, tens of thousands of meters tall, that she had seen years ago, following the Creator God... Too many things had happened in this world.

"It seems I'm still behind on the updates," Caroline said with a hint of regret.

What did she mean? The others were perplexed but remained silent. Although these two giants, representing two worlds, appeared amiable and engaged in an equal exchange, like long-lost friends, everyone knew they were probing each other's strengths, information, and current objectives. A conflict could erupt at any moment.

Behind them, the Alchemist Emperor and the cute girl who had followed turned pale with shock. "Cat Jump, come out now!"

They nearly spat blood; their composure completely shattered! They instantly realized that someone had likely been continuously serializing content to curry favor with Meng Po in the Underworld, and then Meng Po had brought them into the mini-universe world, where they were coincidentally seen.

"You located Dao Changsheng in this world using your Nine Revolutions Profound Art," Armina suddenly asked again, sensing a familiar aura from the other party. It was indeed the strongest cultivation technique of the Immortal Realm: the Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

"Precisely so." Caroline nodded, answering earnestly as if she and Armina were two close friends reunited, sharing an innate understanding. "I don't possess ancient bloodline, so I cannot open the acupoints. However, I used externally implanted spaces, which counts as a pseudo-Nine Revolutions Profound Art. But based on my estimates, it only achieves sixty percent of the original technique's combat power."

"Cat! Jump!!" Everyone's faces darkened instantly, left dumbfounded. Someone had learned the cultivation technique from inside there, and it was the strongest divine art, the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. It seemed they needed to have a serious talk about life's aspirations!

Armina pondered for a moment, then looked at Caroline. "The Three Pillar Gods are ethereal Pillar Gods of nothingness, ruling over countless physical beings. You, on the other hand, are a physical Pillar God, ruling over ethereal beings of nothingness?"

Caroline's expression turned peculiar. Armina was indeed very clever. She and the Pillar Gods truly represented two diametrically opposed destinies! She embodied physical destiny with virtual beings. The Pillar Gods, conversely, embodied virtual destiny with physical beings. Most people wouldn't notice or comprehend this. The other party truly had some tricks up her sleeve.

"And Daojun?" she asked again, sitting at the edge of the beach, holding her umbrella.

"Daojun has fallen," Armina replied, her gaze calm as she turned to look at the distant azure ocean.

"Fallen?" Caroline was surprised for a few seconds, then regained her composure. "It seems your side has suffered a great loss in power, suddenly without two powerful combatants."

"What about you?" she asked next. Their conversation consisted entirely of concise questions and answers.

"I am still alive," Armina said. "My teacher returned, saved my life, and extended my lifespan."

"Extended lifespan?" Caroline paused, then exclaimed in surprise, "The legendary Alchemist Emperor, Grantham? That terrifying man? It seems this era has truly witnessed many brilliant events."

Armina simply stared at her. She had answered because, in return for the other party's conduct, she had not chosen to secretly unleash a catastrophe. As the Fourth Pillar God, she also possessed a terrifying infection-based disaster. However, Empress Sakura's infection differed from the Three Pillar Gods' virus; hers was based on killing. The Grim Reaper lives eternally. In some sense, it was even more terrifying than the Great Unification Virus. Its infection was a slaughter. Because if she secretly slaughtered the entire populace, hundreds of millions of people, no one could stop her catastrophe from descending.

"Thank you," Armina said, somewhat abruptly.

"Heh heh." Caroline merely smiled, tilting her head back, her eyes suddenly distant. "I certainly could infect, and I could indeed use such despicable means to forcibly convert you into members of my species, even potentially ruling this world. This represents terrifying gain, and it's also the goal of those Pillar Gods who wish to descend upon this world. However, I refuse!"

Beside her, the cute girl and the others stared with wide eyes.

"There it is! The arrogance of the Ishdars! The inherent pride of a lava-mechanical, hot-blooded civilization: 'However, I refuse!' Caroline, at her core, is also an arrogant and stubborn individual. As a traditional Ishdar, she possesses the pride of a divine race; otherwise, if she were to infect so wildly, our Six Realms would likely be doomed!"

Everyone was terrified. Fortunately, they had encountered the Ishdars, that group of extremist madmen who held the pride of their own civilization.

"Thank goodness we ran into someone with an abnormal mind," the cute girl said, her heart pounding. "Otherwise, a more normal person, upon arriving, could have forcibly ambushed Dao Changsheng, killed him, and converted him into one of their own. Dao Changsheng's inner world is the Immortal Realm, meaning she would have instantly occupied one of the Six Realms!"

"So, what do you intend to do?" Armina asked.

The Holy Empress Sakura held her umbrella, her eyes lowered. "I originally came to this world simply to observe its civilization. I knew I was not your match, and I disdained using viruses to destroy your civilization—" She tilted her head back, her eyes gleaming with a nostalgic light, as if transported back to that primordial era, the distant years when everything began. "In those days, it destroyed our race's civilization, killing too many of my people. The pain, torment, and fear—I deeply understand the suffering those viruses caused, and therefore, I will not inflict them upon you."

Everyone was puzzled, yet relieved. She knew she wasn't a match for the Three Pillar Gods, nor for the Six Realms, as she was ultimately a single individual's power.

"However, my thoughts have now changed." Holding her umbrella, she smiled gently, as if chatting casually with a friend. "While I disdain using viruses, you are different now. Having lost Daojun, your strongest combatant, if that is all—"

"If that is all there is!!" Her voice gradually turned sharp as she looked at the last deity, Armina, the only high-level deity in this world who had stepped onto the ninth-tier path. "If you are the final barrier of their world."

Caroline stood up. "Armina, I don't know how strong you are, but there are only two choices before you: defeat me, or be ruled by me. No matter how beautiful a story chapter, if you cannot even maintain your own pride, then I will write the new next page for you, serializing new chapters in your place."

The deities' expressions changed. Not using viruses for covert infection, but rather a direct, honorable fight...

"You can all come at once," Caroline chuckled softly. "I can try fighting all of you."

She slowly stood up, enveloped by a vast, invisible aura. Her eyes gleamed with a cold, indescribable dominance, her black hair flowing, like a mythical demon god from ancient times. "Our civilization holds pride in its blood; you may not necessarily have to abide by it."

In the Demon Realm, countless Heavenly Gods and Emperors watched, as if witnessing a demon god standing in the sky, looking down upon the world.

"Resolute will, an inconceivably extremist civilization—the destiny of a race, the king of a race." Bai Xiaosheng looked up at the figure, unable to suppress his shock. This terrifying aura was boundless as the ocean, exuding a domineering presence like a coiling dragon and crouching tiger, dyeing the entire sky a vivid red.

Countless people fell silent. Countless deities quietly wished to step forward.

"It's alright," Armina stood up, gesturing for those around her to step back. "Regarding the ninth-tier path, apart from you and me, truly no one in this world has trod it. Is there no one stronger than us? You wish to prove something, and so do I."

An inexplicable aura expanded. The sky quickly cleared, vast expanses of clouds and shimmering light dispersed, forming two enormous energy halos.

"They're fighting," Xu Zhi said, sitting in a chair in the courtyard, gently stroking the hair of the sleeping Medusa beside him, as he looked towards the land a hundred meters away.

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