《I Really Am Not The Lord Of Demon》I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon
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Chapter 640: 640
Chapter 640: The End of the Legend
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The sea below the starry sky was extremely spectacular!
At the same time, the black hole was spinning at a high speed.
It was the ultimate celestial body of the universe.
This kind of terrifying monster was using gravity as a tentacle at all times to move the entire galaxy and even the universe!
Therefore, after countless years of moving, the black hole had captured the galaxy and even the universe.
The brilliant stars had shaped the universe and changed the universe.
In fact, they were just shining for the black hole.
The light of all the stars became bright and beautiful in the black hole’s field of vision.
Here, one could see the true appearance of the entire galaxy and even the entire universe.
Ling Ping’an held Li An’an’s hand and strolled in the Black Hole’s field of vision.
They ignored the gravity of the black hole and the basic physical laws of the universe.
Time became his toy.
Matter became his captive.
What about laws?
Laws were him! He was the laws!
“I created everything…”
“I also deconstructed everything…”
“Molecules and atoms are the code I wrote!”
“The four fundamental forces are the programs I run backstage!”
So…
“Aunty, let’s watch a cosmic fireworks display!” Ling Ping’an said with a smile.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
Outside the Black Hole’s field of vision, two silent celestial bodies that revolved around the black hole suddenly began to explode.
Gamma rays accompanied by a huge explosion pierced through the universe.
Besides, the gravitational waves began to leave deep marks in the cosmic background.
Li An’an was stunned.
This was indeed an incomparably beautiful and resplendent scene.
His feelings could not be described by words.
“Wow… why are you so powerful?” Li An’an could not help but ask.
“Hehe…” Ling Ping’an chuckled. “Because… I am a supreme being!”
Now, he finally understood and knew his own truth.
He was who he was.
He was the owner of the earth who only wanted to eat and wait for death.
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He was also the supreme god of blindness and foolishness who devoured all worlds.
He also born from chaos, the primal chaos core that was itself born from chaos and darkness.
He was also an archaic God that was born from the Human Emperor’s spirit under the protection of the Supreme One True Spirit.
He could go back in time and return to the origin by changing his bloodline and form at will.
He could also jump to the end of time and choose to restart everything at the end of the myriad realms before opening up the myriad realms.
So, who was he? It depended on himself.
It also depended on whether he could continue to maintain his own cognition under the impact of so much information, knowledge, and strength.
He was Ling Ping’an.
He could be as weak as a chicken.
He could also raise his hand to open up a new world!
Everything depended on his choice.
And now, he had made his choice!
“Aunty…” Holding Li Ana’n’s small hand, he walked in the Galaxy for an unknown amount of time before the knot in his heart was completely opened. He looked at his Aunty, his closest and dearest relative.
“Wait for me on the earth First…”
“I still have some things to do here…”
“After I’m done, I’ll go back to pick you up…”
“I’ll take you and fly through all of this…”
“Climb to a higher dimension!”
He could already feel it.
His main body was calling out to him.
Calling him back to control his main body’s strength.
If it was before, he wouldn’t simply take action.
But now…
Ling Ping’an, who had already seen his true self, no longer had any scruples.
Because he was the original core of chaos.
…
In the depths of the dark and chaotic universe, or the origin of the big explosion, the infinitely small and infinitely large vortex slowly rotated.
One Ling Ping’an stepped into it, he came to the gap between the universe and the universe.
Multiple universes were like vortexes shining in the dark fog in the distance.
The uneven space was greatly affected by the gravity of these universes.
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Standing here, one could easily see that the so-called universe was actually a dazzling giant that was connected together like a chain of pearls.
Each chain of pearls was nestled together, thereby forming a long river of time that kept rolling forward.
Only existences that came here could follow the river of time and return to the beginning of time, the origin of matter.
By occupying the beginning of time, one could change history at will.
However, very few could do this.
At the very least, in the endless universe and the Endless River of time, there were less than a hundred that could do this.
In the eyes of these existences, other universes were like unowned wastelands.
As long as they were willing, they could project their own imprints over.
Then, they would follow time back to the origin and turn this universe into their own private property, opening up the so-called mystical world.
They would even plunder the universes of other universes into their own rivers.
But all things would eventually perish, and all things would not perish.
Even existences that had grown to the point where they could go back to the source of time would find it difficult to alter the river of time.
At this point, the river of time would stop flowing, and everything would be destroyed.
Even the god would eventually perish.
Their broken bodies would fall into chaos under the push of the universe.
As time passed, more and more broken bodies fell from chaos.
The broken bodies rotted and turned into the initial fog of chaos.
It was also the initial form of the god.
A monster that had no instinct and could only wander in the depths of chaos.
As the nameless fog became mistier, it gave birth to all the universe’s natural enemies, like the original core of chaos, the god of blindness and foolishness.
Ling Ping’an naturally knew these things.
As he slowly walked among them, he was ready to cross the long river of time.
Countless tentacles hung down from a higher dimension and went deep into these long rivers of time.
Looking at these tentacles, Ling Ping’an seemed to see his past.
As a monster, how did he get to where he was today?
The original core of chaos, which was initially born, did not even have any instincts.
It was just blindly attracted by the death aura of the universe.
It violently destroyed and devoured the dying universes.
Until it ate too much and could not digest these universes that were blindly devoured.
Therefore, the remaining consciousness in the remains of the universe was slowly transformed in its body.
Just like the bacteria in the human body.
These bacteria continued to multiply, evolve, and adapt.
Gradually, the first batch of outer gods was born from the original core of chaos.
Wasn’t that the mother of darkness? The Forest Black Goat that gave birth to thousands of children?
Undoubtedly, she was the squirming chaos, Nyala Totip.
Once the three pillar gods were born, the blind and the fool gave birth to instinct.
And the three pillar gods directly coexisted with this instinct.
Just like a computer.
The computer itself did not have intelligence, but a program might have the ability to think.
Over the long years, the primal core of chaos had given birth to a bit of self-thought from instinct.
This bit of self-thought constantly interacted with the feedback brought back by the three pillar gods.
Finally, the concept of awakening came into being.
When the primal core of chaos awakened, all the universes that were controlled by it would be destroyed because of this!
Only when it fell asleep again could it be restarted.
This was because all of it was a computer program similar to quantum states.
Awakening meant that the original core of chaos would withdraw all its computing power.
But this… was still not enough.
It was far from enough.
Because computing power was just computing power.
A mechanical instinct, a quantum in a chaos state.
So…
One needed a true self!
This was Ling Ping’an!
A product of a great plan!
A product of the core of chaos.
A product of countless cosmic simulations.
He was ready to govern the central federal government of the brain!
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