A painful groan.
Joyful sobs.
The sound of the church echoed.
Like the prayer of the wall-facer.
Those once sacred murals watched over all of this.
The faces of the saints in the portraits looked particularly eerie in the flickering candlelight.
Is the Lord weeping?
...
Time passes.
Laura spoke in a hoarse voice.
Master, are you satisfied?
Ling Qing glanced back at her, a chilling light swirling in her iridescent pupils.
She gently lifted his smooth chin with her fingers.
It's alright. I might be more satisfied if you imitate a dog even better next time.
Yes, my master.
Laura's submissiveness was unlike that of a Puritan archbishop.
Immediately, Qing's figure began to become transparent.
With the complete disappearance of Ling Qing.
The pressure in the prayer room suddenly eased. Laura struggled to sit up.
Looking at the runes that had taken shape on his skin, he revealed a complicated smile.
Wow... they've really encountered an extraordinary owner...
...
Rainbow-colored light bloomed in the sky above the city, flowing like the aurora borealis.
Ling Qing stood at the top of the church.
Black, tousled hair flew wildly in the energy storm.
The iridescent pupils reflected the shattered sky.
He had just finished an in-depth conversation with Laura.
At this moment, what surges within me is not just a sense of satisfaction.
To be honest, this archbishop is really slick.
It's time to begin.
Without indulging in the warm echo, Qing murmured to herself, her fingertips tracing across the void, and a crack opened in response.
The world's barriers are as fragile as paper in his eyes.
This is a realm that even demons and gods find difficult to reach, directly touching upon the fundamental rules that constitute the world.
As the crack widened.
Seven-colored light poured out from the crack.
In the blink of an eye, he was already in a void.
A sphere with the radiance of the Milky Way shimmered before me.
And at this very moment.
Eight cracks appeared in the void.
An endless galaxy surged forth from the first crack.
The Milky Way coalesced into the silhouette of a strangely dressed woman.
With each step she takes, a new galaxy is born beneath her feet.
What an unpleasant disturbance.
The Empress chuckled softly, and the moment she unfolded her folding fan, it seemed as if a world was being created and destroyed within it.
The second fissure spewed forth a torrent of lava and ice.
Nephthys, dressed in a monk's robe, emerged from it.
The left eye burns with the sun, the right eye is frozen with ice.
Those who disrupt the balance of the world shall be punished by Heaven.
Her voice came from three points in time: the past, the present, and the future.
The third crack burst forth with millions of golden lotuses.
The abbot descended slowly, seated cross-legged on a lotus platform, with 84,000 Buddha statues appearing behind him.
Amitabha Buddha, young benefactor, your actions may bring great calamity upon you.
As he sighed, the words in all the religious texts began to twist and recombine.
A loud clanging sound of gears meshing came from the fourth crack.
Prosepina arrived, driving a chariot made of causal chains that crushed space. As the wheels turned, countless scenes from parallel worlds flickered and faded.
Interesting, someone actually managed to break through the limitations we set.
Pure blackness gushed out from the fifth crack.
A zombie-like figure emerged from the darkness, and when it opened its mouth, all light was sucked into the bottomless abyss.
Hungry…
The simple syllables caused the void to vibrate.
The sixth crack emitted a pure white light.
The monster Chimera descended, unfurling twelve pairs of wings, each feather imprinted with the genetic map of a different species.
The world's barriers have been shattered...
His pupils split into tens of thousands of compound eyes, gazing intently at Ling Qing.
The cry of a baby came from the seventh crack.
Tescatlipoca descended in fetal form, curled up in a crimson womb, her umbilical cord connecting her to the void.
The eighth rift that tore through space was caused by lightning.
A girl wearing a long, pointed wizard's hat with an eyepatch covering her right eye emerged from among them.
Othinus stared at Ling Qing with her green eyes without saying a word.
Eight demon gods.
Eight world-destroying pressures descended simultaneously.
Matter in the void begins to quantize under this phase compression, sometimes solidifying into crystals and sometimes decomposing into data streams.
Ling Qing's iridescent pupils swept over the demons, and a smile curved her lips.
What a lively welcoming ceremony!
The empress's folding fan stopped in mid-air.
Newborn little one, how did you manage to tear open the fundamental barrier of the world? That should be impossible.
impossible?
Ling Qing chuckled.
That's all it is for you.
He controls the essence of each world, and destroying world barriers is commonplace for him...
Furthermore, given his peak power as a demon god, it's understandable that he could accomplish such a feat.
However, this move to break down the barriers between worlds and attempt to control the origin of this world unexpectedly attracted the attention of these demon gods.
Although only eight people were present.
But undoubtedly, each of them possesses immense power.
The monk's golden lotus suddenly turned completely towards Lingqing.
The benefactor does not possess the causal loop unique to demons, yet he possesses power surpassing that of demons... This is illogical.
Nephthys, who was quite interested in Ling Qing, shot out a spacetime beam from her eyes.
Let us test your qualifications!
An attack powerful enough to evaporate the continent could be launched at will.
However, the beam of light automatically decomposed into elementary particles three meters before it touched Ling Qing.
Upon seeing this, the demons narrowed their eyes slightly.
Save your energy.
Ling Qing took a step forward.
Steps that defy the laws of physics automatically appear beneath your feet.
I'm not here to fight, unless you insist on stopping me.
The atmosphere froze because of his indifference.
For the first time, the eight demon gods hesitated.
They can sense it.
This seemingly young being contains a power that makes them tremble.
Prosepina's chariot took a half step back: What exactly do you want?
Ling Qing had already reached the origin of the world, and his rainbow-colored pupils reflected the original code flowing within it.
To be the only one.
His fingers touched the source.
If you want to block 3.3, you can give it a try.
boom!!!
The world suddenly changed.
The void began to decompose into a binary data stream, and then, in the process of recombination, it transformed into countless luminous geometric shapes.
The foundations of all magic began to be reconstructed, and the laws of physics were rewritten.
The faces of the eight demon gods turned ashen at the same time.
They sensed that the very foundation of their existence was being shaken.
Impossible! He's rewriting the very foundations of the world!
The chimera's wings fall off and regenerate rapidly.
No one who becomes a demon god is simple.
Even though they were horrified by what Ling Qing had done.
But none of them intended to intervene.
A voice from the unseen realm told them—to act is to die!
Even if...they are demons.
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