Chapter 1084 - 31: Nothing Left to Fear_2

Chapter 1084: Chapter 31: Nothing Left to Fear_2

Across endless mountains and seas, through boundless skies and stars—

Finally reaching that unknown destination.

......

......

Above the vast sea.

There exists a certain ominous Primitive Island.

The grave on the island, as grand as a pyramid, at this moment seems to have encountered some problem or change. Its exterior begins to distort, its outline starts to fade, its lines become faintly visible, resembling a flickering bulb with unstable voltage—sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

At the darkest and most illusory moment, the entire gigantic pyramid grave even leaves only a faint, translucent shadow in place, as if it could disappear into the air at any moment.

And within the Domain, an extremely intense confrontation is unfolding.

Sound, light, magnetic field, radio wave, space, density...

Inexpressible shadows roam everywhere, twisting the rules of the world, the state of matter, the corresponding order, the connection between regions and reality, causing the underlying rules of the world to become distorted and chaotic... using various abstract and conceptual means to ravage the substance and time-space within the tomb, the states of chaotic information and ordered information, resisting that powerful force acting on the entire tomb.

As for the confronting force, it appears to be an invisible, terrifying Force Field that almost envelops the entire "Black Emperor" tomb.

It doesn’t have many special features, just simply able to erase everything like an eraser removing pencil drawings on paper—

Each gentle wipe would make part of the lines and contours vanish.

Continuing in this way, eventually, the entire picture would be completely erased, as if it never existed.

And the omnipresent, inexpressible shadow is desperately resisting this process, twisting and breaking it repeatedly, causing the gigantic tomb to continuously change, oscillating between reality and illusion, with existence itself faintly discernible.

"...Get out!!"

A suppressed angry roar, yet it is the wrathful judgment of a Divine Spirit.

On the iron-black throne, the source of shadows is seated above, emitting a majestic aura, sweeping through the tomb like prison-like Divine Power, seeming like the supreme emperor inspecting his territory, absolutely not tolerating any presence daring to defy his authority within his Domain... and those shadows that roam everywhere, like shadows, emanate from the being on the Iron Throne.

Like countless tentacles clawing wildly, relying on authority to effortlessly twist the order of all things.

The stalemate continues, as it has many times before.

The Divine Spirit on the Iron Throne angrily stares at the tomb’s upper part, in this Domain meant to belong solely to him, there unexpectedly appears a "hole" that should not exist.

As if a small hole in the Void torn open, but the external presence is observing the world inside through this small observation window, only blocked entirely by a Sequence 0 Divine Spirit, preventing an actual intrusion into reality... yet the pressure brought by the appearance of this gigantic "Black Emperor" tomb is still not to be underestimated.

The Divine Spirit on the throne faced a formidable enemy, staring fixedly at that Void Hole, his wrathful and dignified gaze unyielding, confronting the massive eye visible at the end of the slit.

Immense beyond imagination...

The external eye behind the "hole", its size alone seems many times larger than planets...

As for its true form, it is even more unimaginable; had it not been blocked, coupled with its Power being constrained elsewhere, it might not have been prevented from invading now.

"Get out!!"

Once again, the Divine Spirit on the Iron Throne coldly issues the expulsion order, ultimately utilizing his home-field advantage, employing the authority of the Black Emperor to distort the measurement standard of distance, causing chaos, forcibly linking his attack with the target, establishing a connection, then using a blow charged until now to shatter that window that shouldn’t exist, ending this brief defensive counterattack.

Everything fell silent.

The tomb also seemingly restored to its previous tranquility.

However, at the next moment—

"Roselle, you rejected my goodwill once again, why can’t you consider it..."

A calm voice sounded.

"..."

"..."

"...Why are you still here?"

The expression of the Divine Spirit on the Iron Throne changed slightly, he looked towards the source of the voice and discovered a spirit body that was difficult to define as existing or not, appearing illusory, floating leisurely to the front.

"I’ve always been here... Haven’t you realized long ago? With the Industrial Revolution you initiated, the arrival of the new era, and technology spreading like wildfire, you’re already unable to stop me." Gu Mo floated leisurely onto the Iron Throne, hovering around the Black Emperor a few times, "But why don’t you believe that I am actually a transmigrator too, and have to escalate to this extent?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Ha! You’re claiming to be one just because you say so? Even if there are others besides me who have transmigrated, who knows if you’ve acquired their memories..." Roselle laughed coldly, "You might seem very human, but that won’t work on me! When Mr. Men was relentlessly tempting me, I’ve seen more human-like performances than yours, masquerading in this form, it’s hardly difficult for an existence like you, is it?"