Chapter 783: Tribute, a capital tribute
A natural born leader, a witch's lover, a perfect king, a destined [hope], a god...
These are the reputations I have had, each one stronger than the last, each one higher than the last. My name is Dom.
The most [fake] person in the world , my existence, my birth is [fake]. It comes from a group of people's worship of a certain guy, and from people's fantasy about that guy.
My birth was based on the worship of others and the people's fantasy about him. I am the embodiment of that worship and fantasy placed in the Bard.
Born from illusion, when even that illusion has been distorted by humans, there is no one more "fake" than me.
My ideals are false, my life is false, my birth and everything about me is fucking false!
And when that error and chaos was poured into my body and I was reborn, my power has been improving and growing.
My power is so strong that it has surpassed my original source [the bard] and all living beings on earth.
Even after I complete the [Closed Loop], even the gods will be inferior to me.
And I am more real than all living beings on earth, and even than all gods.
For this [truth], to ensure that I am always invincible, I will do anything by any means necessary.
To deceive Clana, to make her steal the roots of the Ash Tree, to make her believe that I was the former [Bard], to make her believe that I loved her.
To slaughter my people, to gain strength from the endless blood and resentment, to gain pleasure from the wailing and screaming, and to gain climax from playing with the fate of others.
They must submit, their existence with "reality" must submit to me, the perfect king, my dream king, my emperor of gods...
Me, me, me.
I am [Mad King Dom]!!
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Buddha's heart of evil, crazy heart of slaughter, unparalleled in Sanda , [the plagued killer embryo], the top ten...
When people from the [Foreign Land] tried to call me these names and I refused, they called me [The Great Killing Monk].
And after I came to this world, as my strength increased, I reached the pinnacle of all living beings.
The word "killing" seems to be linked to my fate.
Even though I doubt whether the experience in the [foreign land] is real, even though I have an extremely powerful realm and wisdom, I still cannot erase the word [killing] from me.
Kill, kill, kill!
Endless killing followed me like a shadow, even though the murderous aura in my body was telling me that my past experiences were not false.
Even if some of my past predictions came true, I still convinced myself that they were just coincidences of probability, some problems that I could solve as long as I used wisdom or patience.
But I will not torture myself, nor will I do things that are contrary to the fate given to me.
Not for the public, but for yourself.
If I need to kill, then I will kill.
If I need to rule, then I will rule.
If I need to fight, then...
Me, me, me.
I, [The Great Killer Monk], will fight to my heart's content!
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The fight started, and in an instant, the six people on both sides had already assigned their opponents and attacked the opponents they had chosen.
The first to take action was Dom's [past body]. The distorted time interfered with the time of every dimension within a radius of 100 miles. In one cubic centimeter of space, there may be hundreds of different time flow rates.
Any object in such an environment will be divided into countless parts within the lowest scale of time, but this will not lead to its death. Instead, its thinking consciousness will be split in the endless flow of time.
Facing this chaotic time was Mo Cheng, dressed as a swordsman. He held a blood-thorn sword across his chest.
The next moment, everything is still and all movement is reduced to zero.
With the swordsman and his past self as the middle line, on one side is a static state where all movement returns to zero, and on the other side is a state of absolute chaos. The two extreme opposite states are separated by a clear boundary, but it is obvious that the forces of both sides are trying to invade each other's territory.
"Reducing everything in the world to zero, how terrifying, what a strong will. But if you can reduce tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of millions to zero, can you also reduce [infinity] to zero?"
The words of the past body came along with the thoughts. With the power level of the two at that moment, they no longer needed a low-end medium like air to communicate.
Your own thoughts can convey information.
"Try it and you'll know!"
Absolute zero, endless infinity .
When two completely opposite concepts try to overwhelm each other, try to defeat and smash each other, the collapse begins.
The first thing to collapse was the boundaries of matter. The molecules were collapsing, and the boiling chain reaction was releasing violent energy, but this violent energy was infinitely amplified, forming an absolutely pure white light.
The swordsman felt somewhat blinded by the light, but with the swordsman's current strength, the light could no longer cause any physiological reaction in his body.
There is only one explanation, and that is that the light contains powerful energy, so powerful that even if a trace of energy leaks out, it is enough to destroy everything.
Seeing that the opponent had gathered a powerful force, the swordsman's faith moved, and in an instant the sword energy barrier turned into a void chaos that swallowed up everything, devouring endlessly, with an insatiable hunger, using all its energy to fill the void that could never be filled.
Because that hole is [zero]. When any number enters [zero], the only thing that can be obtained is [zero].
Time, space, energy, matter, everything returns to zero!
The sound of shattering continued to ring in my ears, but I couldn't see anything shattered, because what was shattered was not a physical existence.
When forces that do not belong to the main material world collide wantonly in this place, some irreversible reactions have already begun.
In the normal timeline, the gods have already noticed that a certain period of time has disappeared.
Even if the gods carefully observed the long river of time, they could not find the missing period, and for some reason, most gods had a very vague memory of what happened during that time.
As the world's reference point, the underlying code modifiers, and the supreme gods discovered that they had lost their observation effect for a certain period of time.
The history that had already been determined was being rewritten by some force.
The gods tried to find the source of this incident, but had no clues.
The time has not yet come for the god who controls [time] to appear.
