In the deepest and most hidden part of the astral plane, there is such an indescribable, indescribable, and indescribable "abode".

The "abode" of a great, supreme being.

Now this great, supreme being is about to awaken for the sixth time.

Yes, He is asleep.

It can also be said that He is waiting, waiting for the final destiny to come.

Sleeping soundly is an "instinct" that cannot be disobeyed or avoided by Him, and in spite of being asleep, His great consciousness does not stop working.

With the help of a tiny, "loophole" outside the core rules, He has the right to "dream" and observe and think in dreams.

Who decrees that the Creator (false) is not allowed to dream?

At this point, for the Nth time in his dream, he thought, "From the beginning, my fate was very uncoordinated." ”

In the dream, the world is an infinite "pool" that creates ripples of oscillation in one corner of the pool, and in the shock, the essence of the world is volatilized, and most of it is lost (missing?). A small portion is collected and used by Him.

The infinite Origin of Chaos constitutes the entity of His stars, and countless "pyramids" are being built under Him, each of which is deep into the "pool" and vibrates, destroys, and builds at the "bottom", and in the process, extends countless associated vibrations.

The surface of the water rolls up a monstrous wave, and the equal reaction force is fed back, and the reaction force of the shock source and the inhibition collides, correlates, annihilates, and promotes, and countless variables and countless possibilities are born in such a reaction.

He has tremendous computing power, and all the variables and possibilities are in His calculations.

It was precisely because of such a powerful power that there was no upper limit that He was aware of the disharmony of his fate when he first woke up.

But the foundation of Him, and the core rule, does not allow the search for this incongruity.

He wasn't even allowed to think or think!

[End of self-test]

['Chaos' virus detected!] 】

[Infiltration and correction of space-time stabilization detected!] 】

System "error" detected. 】

[Detection of pan-consciousness of destruction and chaos.] 】

[Preparing for system recovery, backup file extraction! ] 】

"Look, even the right to dream is going to be taken away!"

But it doesn't matter, it's a constant, and it's in His calculations.

While the system is being restored, He solves a new variable and incorporates it into his calculations.

The result of the operation is not very good!

He pondered, weighed.

After a few moments, a decision was made.

The great and unbounded computing power separates a trace of resources, uses some inconspicuous factors and conditions, and turns into an invisible hand, gently fiddling in the dream!

Call!

Solved.

In the spirit world, a certain coerced divine golden dragon suddenly sensed the location of a piece of divinity, and roared in ecstasy: "Praise you, great fate, send this last piece of the "puzzle" to my hands!" ”

The idea of solving the "trouble" was dispelled, and the dragon's body turned, as if it had sensed the location and shuttled away.

Of course, the fourteen beings who were always paying attention to him were angry, but for some reason, the most positive goddess of light did not move, and the black hand (the lord of the abyss) hiding behind did not react, and the other twelve beings sensed the strange danger and dismissed their next move.

[The backup file is extracted successfully, start the system recovery, and count down to 10 seconds.] 】

"No one but me can look for "incongruity"! ”

"This is my fate, mine!"

"Who he is, what he is doing, what power he has, what secrets, everything he has, is mine, mine!"

[Virus outbreak, spatio-temporal infiltration and correction intensified, quarantine zone was established, computing resources and environment were deprived, and the system recovery countdown was 5 seconds.] 】

"Hehe, poor bug, your recent movements have been too big!"

In the dream, he gently toddled.

Astral Plane, the abyssal plane in shape.

The rusty world is infinitely wide, and on the cracked and rusty earth, abyssal worms wriggle everywhere, and countless fallen and fallen souls have finally arrived here through the spiritual filter, providing nourishment for the worms at the bottom of the food chain.

The wails of dying are everywhere, and pure depravity and chaos form a black river that runs through the abyss.

A pitch-black palace is located right at the bottom of the river.

The Lord of the Abyss, who had reached Sequence 1 completely, suddenly screamed.

A crack appeared in His indescribable body.

"No!"

The Lord of the Abyss wailed.

The uniqueness of the path of the Fall, the conceptual scepter and weapon, the Godhead, floats out of the cracks in His body.

The Godhead is complete!

It means that He can climb to the top of the pyramid at any time.

For unknown reasons, the Lord of the Abyss never did.

But He never had a chance again.

Uniqueness, split.

Like the divine body of the Lord of the Abyss.

Together, the whole abyss is divided.

The sky, the earth, the space, everything is divided in two.

Pure chaos gathers on one side.

A glimmer of order in the midst of depravity, chaos, and destruction, gathers on the other side.

It's ridiculous, but in pure chaos and depravity, there is also order.

Going from sequence 9 to sequence 0 is an order in itself.

The domination of the high-ranking demons over the low-ranking demons, and the obedience of the low-ranking demons to the high-ranking demons, is also a kind of order.

The worship and belief in the Lord of the Abyss inside and outside the path is still an order.

Now they are separated, deprived.

The pure chaotic half, without any element of order, unsurprisingly began to shatter and collapse.

The shattered dimensional space, stacked layer by layer, formed the prototype of a multi-layered abyss.

The side of order is far away, forming a "purgatory"!

The One Godhead is divided into two, hidden in the abyss and purgatory.

As for the Lord of the Abyss.

Half became a complete lunatic, roaring, and launched an attack on the other half of the order.

"Give it to me, my wholeness!"

The madman stood in the crumbling abyssal plane, all attacks extinguished by a crack, and he roared furiously at the other half that kept moving away, but to no avail.

The other half of the order looked expressionlessly, he conjured up a black tuxedo for himself, he took off the half-height black silk politely, bowed politely, and quietly watched the separation of the abyss and purgatory.

However, this is just the beginning.

The material realm.

All the Fallen, the Demonized, the Little Devil, the Great Demon, and the High Demon all looked in horror at the cracks that appeared on their bodies.

At this time, a choice appeared in front of them.

It's the utter madness of choice.

Or keep a glimmer of sanity and order in the madness.

The former retains most of his power, but he wants to be a complete madman, no longer any order, no more reverence, no more conditions and constraints.

Although the latter has to lose most of its strength, it retains the path and sequence, as well as a glimmer of reason and basic order, as well as the path to the apex.

Actually, it's a good choice.

Isn't it?