What an incomparably domineering Pure Beauty; he won't even talk, treating all the mighty beings as nothing?
He simply has no regard for anyone else!
"Do you think you can suppress us all by your strength alone?"
"What audacity!"
"Arrogance!"
Shouts of rebuke filled the entire world.
Even when facing this mighty being of the weak multiverse level, they still didn't flinch in the slightest!
Under Hermes's claw, those existences sitting at the source of this realm's space-time could finally no longer remain silent; within various points in space-time, the figures of many mighty beings were occupied by these existences one after another.
They had not managed this realm for just a day or two; they had long ago turned this "Fishing Platform" into a fortress as impenetrable as an iron bucket.
You may be a powerful dragon crossing the river, but are we lambs waiting to be slaughtered?
Sitting upon the "Dojo" we have managed for countless years, why should we fear you even a fraction?
Their figures were likewise immersed within the entire Long River of Time.
Standing in the present and sweeping across the eternal ages, they struck out one after another, launching a horizontal assault against this "Pure Beauty" Dao-taint that attempted to seize the Long River of Time in its hands!
"Ya~"
"Can't everyone just sit down and have a good talk?"
Just as this wisp of Hermes's will was clashing with many mighty beings across various eras—while the light of Pure Beauty tainted everything, attempting to dye this realm completely in its own color—a strange, chaotic, and twisted aura suddenly pierced through the battlefield where Hermes fought those mighty beings, lunging toward him.
At the same time, a voice full of energy rang out by his ear.
In the next instant, Hermes diverted a sliver of attention and finally locked onto the source of the voice.
Seeing this big loli with shimmering silver hair tied in twin tails, heterochromatic eyes—gold on the left and green on the right—wearing a dark sci-fi style sailor suit with an ahoge... his face turned dark, as if he had seen something unspeakable.
But immediately afterward.
He let out a rare cold sneer. Even if he had to sweep through eternal space-time with a single claw and fight the mighty beings of the heavens until the Great Dao itself was ground away, he would absolutely teach this naturally evil fellow a lesson... "Giant Panda Correction Fist!"
Hermes snorted coldly and threw a heavy punch.
The silver-haired girl with the ahoge blinked her eyes playfully and put on a maliciously cute expression, saying, "I am the chaos that always crawls up to you with a smile, Nyarlathotep!"
"I am the God of a Thousand Faces and have no true form; this handsome big brother won't be able to hit me!"
The maliciously cute God of a Thousand Faces faced Hermes's punch with a giggling leap backward, transforming directly into a chaotic, formless universal law.
"Heh! You want to escape by deceiving the universe, tricking it into thinking you are a part of it, and manifesting as the world?"
As expected of the God of a Thousand Faces, known as the "Messenger," her methods for running away were quite exquisite.
But... Hermes sneered and did not stop his punch.
He forcibly established the "Effect" of being punched into a panda face. As for where you are? Where you ran to?
What does that have to do with me, Hermes?
The obedient universal law will surely push you over and let your face receive this punch!
Hermes was currently at the weak multiverse level!
At his level, his "Dao" had already begun to transcend the world and spread toward the endless void.
This wasn't something you could avoid simply by running away to another world... and then.
The next moment.
"Aieee!"
A silver-haired big loli appeared out of thin air, her eyes dull as she looked at the punch right in front of her... She was forced into the trajectory of Hermes's punch, using her pretty little face to take a hit that could conceptually correct her into a "Panda Face."
"Waaaah~ I'm just a little Messenger who came to negotiate; what did I do wrong?"
While shivering and starting to shed tears in an attempt to act pitiful and cute, the silver-haired girl with the ahoge began to denounce someone's heart of stone. "Even when two armies are at war, they don't kill the Messenger!"
"But you, you didn't even give me a chance to speak and just punched me directly?"
"Sob sob sob, it hurts, it hurts so much!"
Hermes glanced at the silver-haired big loli who was rolling around and making a scene on the Long River of Time, remaining noncommittal.
His punch was indeed powerful—a great divine ability that struck directly at the source. Even a mighty being of the same rank would inevitably be in pain for three days and three nights after taking such a hit, let alone... just an avatar of the God of a Thousand Faces, Nyarlathotep?
Heh, it was impossible to die from the pain, but it would definitely give this naturally evil Outer God a severe lesson!
"What do you mean 'without cause'?"
Hearing this, Hermes's anger flared up instantly, and his fist began to itch again, wanting to give this naturally evil silver-haired girl a matching set on both sides.
"Then why don't you explain where those dogs running around in space-time at my home came from?"
He had long known that these naturally chaotic fellows were shameless, but to dare play dumb and act cute right in front of him?
As expected of the "Faceless God," this wasn't just being thick-skinned anymore; she had no face at all.
It was time for a heavy blow; he had to let her know that a face is a good thing and shouldn't be thrown away so casually!
He didn't give her a chance to react.
This time, he struck with lethal intent!
The will that pierced through the entire multiversal realm, the infinite mind, transformed into infinite power; the great power of "Pure Beauty" that touched a corner of multiversal truth condensed onto that tiny fist.
"Whoa! You're actually being serious!!"
The Crawling Chaos, Nyako, suddenly stopped having sore legs and aching feet. Although the panda mark on her face still felt like a bone-deep pain, she puffed out air and prepared to grease her soles and slip away.
Truly worthy of being Azathoth's Messenger; setting everything else aside, her ability to run away was incredibly powerful.
While running, she even managed to grab other weaker avatars of "Nyarlathotep" from unknown worlds and universes to act as scapegoats, attempting to use these unlucky souls to fulfill the "Effect" of "must be hit in the face to form a panda face"... "I XXX, Nyako, you bastard!"
"We are born of the same root; why be in such a hurry to fry one another! Why so urgent!"
..."I X, Nyako, you idiot! Didn't you see I'm at a critical point in my battle?!"
Even beyond those weak avatars, the "Black Pharaoh" Nitocris was caught off guard and screwed over by Nyako, having half of his shell dragged over—it was simply a disaster from out of nowhere... "Aieee, Nito, we're a loving family. What's wrong with taking a punch for me? This is standing up to maintain our family harmony!"
Facing the curses of the "Black Pharaoh," the silver-haired big loli waved her hand with a giggle and then continued to run away without hesitation.
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