Chapter 883 - 488: He Moved as If He Had Lost Something

Schrodinger was truly puzzled as to why the Lord of Mist dared to attack the God of Order at this point in time.

If the Lord of Mist had really lost his mind to attack the God of Order, who was currently opposing the Void, Schrodinger estimated that the Lord of Mist could only manage a fifty-fifty split in battle.

The God of Order could shatter the Lord of Mist into five pieces within five seconds, pieces that couldn’t be pieced back together.

Their win rate is low, not due to a lack of strength, but because the God of Order has only one chance to strike.

The God of Order now is equivalent to a player who has activated cheats but doesn’t dare to make a move, having only one chance to strike, and immediately facing sanctions the moment he does.

In fact, Schrodinger does not need to concern himself with the God of Order; the monsters created by the Lord of Mist can only bully Schrodinger, daring to attack the God of Order would mean they might be devoured by the frenzied creatures of the Void before touching the God of Order.

Now the entire Mist Council is a giant meat grinder, anyone who enters dies, even if the Lord of Mist were thrown inside, he might only manage a few more hops before being either devoured by the Void or joining the God of Order at the Subspace’s end.

"Schrodinger, the Lord of Mist intends to deal not with me, but you!"

"Perhaps he has already discovered your anomaly and intends to directly target you!"

The voice of the God of Order echoed.

Schrodinger: "..."

Am I the breakthrough point?

At this moment, the enemy had fully emerged before them — a ... deer with human hands?

Schrodinger didn’t know how to describe this creature, resembling a giant deer whose body seemed to be formed from tangled tree roots, yet atop its head was not a deer’s head, but an arm with only a face.

No wonder the God of Order directly stated this was not the true form of the Lord of Mist, merely a beast created through the use of his authority.

"I’ve temporarily named the authority of the Lord of Mist ’Creation,’ an authority I’ve never encountered before, likely unique to him, or belonging to the Dominic genus of authorities."

"Its capabilities exhibit granting strength and authority to others, creating Apostle-like monsters, and can perform severing, while indeed not primarily a combat authority, it is certainly a formidable enemy."

"Furthermore, he can utilize the authority of others after severing them, though paying the cost for it."

The God of Order promptly relayed detailed intel of the Lord of Mist to Schrodinger.

"And this seems to be the power severed and bred to create a monster specifically meant to assassinate you."

Schrodinger: "..."

"One more thing, he possesses an immortality where even turned to ashes he can revive repeatedly; he essentially represents a ’life’ concept..." Schrodinger supplemented.

The God of Order remained silent, for such immortality was useless in divine battles yet turned troublesome for Schrodinger.

Though Schrodinger was also a pest with small-scale immortality, his own was merely inherited from part of the Lord of Mist’s traits.

His immortality compared to the immortality directly bestowed by the Lord of Mist was nothing.

"Beast of the End!" Schrodinger did not hesitate, as if this transformation process was ingrained instinct.

Opening with a Genesis, then swiftly summoning the Beast of Human Evil under the Great Sage’s assistance, followed by entering the Beast of the End form, this had become Schrodinger’s instinct.

In the Beast of the End form, Schrodinger truly wielded Apostle Level power, allowing him to stand equal with other Apostles.

However, this at most remained around Tier Six in strength.

At this moment, he was confronting not the Sixth Apostle, but another creature birthed through twisted creation.

"Heehee!"

In the next instant, endless fungal mats surged toward Schrodinger’s direction, in this violation of subspace, those fungal mats mirrored a black tide, completely overturning Schrodinger and the others’ understanding of subspace.

"Full Domain, Forbidden Magic!"

Schrodinger hesitated not; he knew an Apostle duel was a contest of authority.

All power sourced from authority confrontations, at such a level, only authority clashes proved effective.

The next moment, the Order’s power instantly repelled the charging fungal mats, as well as those swarming like a worm sea, constantly wriggling filaments, this sprawling, worm-like writhing filaments would instantly delight those with entomophobia to a convulsive fit.

"These are monsters spawned from the combined breeding and creative authority..." the Great Sage’s voice echoed beside Schrodinger, "created entirely to kill us, even the God of Order consuming it wouldn’t matter, it’s disposable."

The God of Order promptly chimed in: "Indeed, given the circumstances, the Lord of Mist has already taken steps toward elevating to True God, yet his power accumulation could never rival mine!"

"Relying on external forces to absorb spiritual particles hoping to become a God, this thing even should it achieve Evil God status in subspace won’t be among the strong!"

Schrodinger: "..."

He knew the Lord of Mist at the subspace’s end was no one of significance, yet now he was outside the subspace barrier, specifically targeting him.

The Forbidden Magic domain was covered overwhelmingly by writhing filaments, even continually consuming Schrodinger’s Order power.