chsdbacks Chapter 489 Creating a Dungeon World
Chapter 489 Creating a Dungeon World
Even if it means sacrificing one's soul and spirit, one must drag the other down with them to protect everything one cherishes.
The battle between the two intensified, their souls colliding and creating invisible shockwaves.
Giant waves several meters high were stirred up on the long river, and the silvery-blue river water surged and swirled wildly.
It formed a pitch-black spacetime vortex, emanating an aura that devoured everything.
Countless fragments of history flashed by in the vortex.
The prosperity of dynasties and the fall of civilizations were all ruthlessly shattered by the vortex.
The once steady flow of the river was completely disrupted, and the spacetime gate connecting the real world in the distance trembled violently.
Its surface was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and its light was dim, as if it would collapse at any moment and completely cut off his way home.
Uchiha Mitsunori felt a tightness in his chest, but he remained focused, preparing to launch a fatal attack while Otsutsuki Shibai was distracted.
Suddenly, an invisible, vast, and suffocating force abruptly attacked from all directions.
His limbs stiffened instantly, as if filled with lead, so heavy that he could not move.
Their souls were firmly bound in place, making it extremely difficult to even think.
An extreme sense of crisis instantly rose in my heart... Oh no!
This power far exceeded the combined strength of him and Otsutsuki Shibakai, making it impossible to contend with.
He instinctively tried to activate his soul light to resist, but found that even his divine soul was firmly imprisoned, and he could only let this power crush him.
He struggled to lift his eyes and saw the silvery-blue river water beginning to ripple with faint golden waves.
Where the ripples spread, the river's flow slowed and became sluggish, as if a deceleration button had been pressed.
A vast, boundless, sacred, and icy power slowly descended.
That was the aura of the will of the universe, carrying an irresistible supreme majesty.
It was as if the Heavenly Dao had descended, holding sway over the life and death of all things and the order of time and space, its aura carrying a clear intent to repel and annihilate.
He suddenly realized that the will of the universe was not favoring Otsutsuki Shibakai, but rather regarded him as a major threat.
An invisible force continuously poured into the dark barrier, making it impregnable.
At the same time, he was suppressed like a thousand mountains, his soul was so oppressed that it was almost shattered.
Every inch of his consciousness was enduring extreme pain, the purifying power of order on the "outlier," and he couldn't help but groan.
The targeted nature of the cosmic will was so obvious that Uchiha Mitsunori was jolted and instantly understood the key point.
He was not a native being of this world, but came from beyond the realm, and from the day he arrived, he carried with him an aura from beyond the realm.
This aura is inherently contrary to the order of the native universe and has already been quietly disrupting the established timeline.
Now he is waging a fierce battle in the heart of the universe, causing a tremendous upheaval.
It directly shattered the stable rhythm of the long river, severely disrupted the fundamental order of the universe, and naturally attracted the annihilation of will.
He was pinned down and unable to move, suffering excruciating pain in his soul, and his consciousness began to blur.
Vision gradually dimmed, but the conviction in my heart grew stronger.
"I've done so much for this world, and just because I'm from another realm, you want to wipe me out?"
He roared inwardly, his resentment and anger intertwined, yet he could only let the purifying power of the universe's will continue to crush him.
The faint white light emanating from his body grew even weaker due to the suppression, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
He instantly understood that in the eyes of the cosmic will, there was no distinction between "chess pieces" and "variables".
There are only the "original" that conforms to order and the "outliers" that disrupt order.
Although the Otsutsuki Shibaju was brutal, he had been rooted in the long river of time for thousands of years and had long been integrated into the local time and space rules.
It became a twisted yet existing node in the order, and he himself was an extraterrestrial demon.
With its inherent ability to disrupt timelines, and now engaged in battle at the heart of the Long River, it is truly the nemesis of order.
Eliminating him is not out of favoritism, but rather an instinct of the cosmic will to maintain its own stability.
This realization chilled him to the bone, but it did not extinguish his will. Even if it was the primal, decisive strike of the universe's will, he would never give up easily.
His family, old friends, and millions of lives are waiting for him; he cannot just collapse like this.
He knew that he was imprisoned by the purifying power of the universe's will, and that Otsutsuki Shibai was also watching him closely.
He was already trapped, facing certain death.
The soul was constantly being suppressed, and the cracks in the barrier of consciousness grew larger and larger, which was a sign that the extraterrestrial aura was being forcibly dissolved.
The shadow of death loomed over him like a tidal wave, yet the resolve in his eyes remained undiminished.
Instead, the flames ignited even more fiercely. He slowly turned his remaining consciousness and began frantically thinking of a way to break the deadlock.
He suddenly remembered the law of entropy increase... Even this supreme spacetime vessel could not defy the law of "order moving towards disorder," and the will of the universe was currently doing its utmost to maintain order.
Chaos is his only chance to break the deadlock.
Since this is the ultimate threat to order, then he will break the deadlock with extreme chaos, and he will seize any chance, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance.
He intends to use his own soul as an anchor point to forcibly disrupt the rules of the long river.
Using the chaotic power of increasing entropy, a tributary was created that was not controlled by the will of the universe.
That will be his "duplicate world," the battlefield where he can turn the tide of battle.
This decision was undoubtedly insane, and the rules of forcibly opening up tributaries backfired.
It was enough to annihilate his soul, but it was his only way out.
He closed his eyes and began to concentrate all his remaining consciousness.
Even though the pain in his soul was unbearable, he remained unshaken.
Having made up his mind, he ignored the excruciating pain inflicted on his soul by the will of the universe.
He forcefully mobilized all his primordial consciousness, condensing and compressing it into a formless, intangible giant hammer exuding an aura of resolute determination.
The giant hammer was wreathed in tiny, shimmering white light of his soul... those were all his bonds and obsessions.
It is the source of power to overturn the rules; he has his sights firmly set on a section of the long river with a rapid current.
At a corner where the rules were relatively weak, they fought with their last ounce of strength.
He controlled the giant hammer of consciousness and smashed it down hard in that direction.
At this moment, the shimmering white light around him suddenly surged, briefly resisting the suppression of the cosmic will.
"Open up my own instance world!"
A roar resounded throughout the entire river of time, causing the waters to churn violently and even disrupting the golden ripples of the cosmic will for a brief period.
Otsutsuki Shibaitaka's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively tried to stop him.
However, they were briefly bound by the power of the universe's will, and could only watch helplessly as the Uchiha Three Peaks launched their final assault.
Amidst the roar, the silvery-blue river water suddenly boiled and exploded.
Countless water droplets fell like a shower of stars, and the chaotic fluctuations spread wildly.
The originally orderly flow of water became extremely chaotic, and the power of entropy increase erupted to its extreme here.
It collides and tears against the suppressive force of the universe's will, emitting a piercing, invisible roar.
The historical fragments floating in the long river were completely shattered, and even the spacetime vortex was violently shaken as a result.
Golden ripples intertwined and collided with the silvery-blue river water, forming a strange energy turbulence.
Under the powerful suppression of the cosmic will, the water in the center of the long river churned and twisted violently.
A huge vortex was formed, and at the center of the vortex, a narrow but unusually stable tributary was forcibly smashed open.
The tributary's water is a deep indigo blue, flowing with a chaotic yet violent power of time, and also carrying a faint aura of otherworldly origins.
It is neither purified or controlled by the will of the universe, nor affected by the power of ink.
It exudes the resolute will of the three peaks of the Uchiha clan, these extraterrestrial demons, like the only way out in a desperate situation.
Standing firmly amidst the turbulent energy flow, the will of the universe sensed the existence of the tributary.
The golden ripples grew increasingly violent, carrying a resolute determination to annihilate the alien creature, attempting to strangle it.
However, it was blocked by the combined forces of the chaotic power of entropy increase and the aura from beyond the realm, and for a time it could not succeed.
The backlash from forcibly opening up the tributary instantly swept over his entire body, and Uchiha Mitsunori felt a sweet taste in his throat.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body fell towards the tributary like a kite with a broken string.
His soul was cracked by the backlash from the rules, and his consciousness became briefly blurred.
But he gritted his teeth and steadied himself with his last bit of determination.
The suppression of the cosmic will still exist, but Otsutsuki Shibakai has broken free of his restraints.
The battles that have raged through the river of time have never truly been detached from the foundations of reality. The violent energy that sweeps across the river of time, colliding with the purifying power of the universe's will, has long since penetrated the barriers of space and time, bringing devastating distortions to the real world.
The earth cracked open, revealing a network of deep trenches. Lava, carrying charred rubble, gushed out, turning once-prosperous cities into ruins. Former homes collapsed and vanished in the aftershocks of the energy.
Spacetime turbulence roamed the Earth's surface, swallowing and shifting vast swathes of land. The surviving humans huddled in makeshift shelters, barely surviving amidst tremors and despair. Even the sunlight was shattered and fragmented by the distorted sky.
The moment Uchiha Mitsunori stepped into the instance world, he sensed the devastation of the real world, and his heart was filled with a turbulent mix of guilt and a desire to protect.
He endured the excruciating pain of the backlash to his soul, and activated his remaining primal power to connect with the rules of the dungeon world, creating a shimmering white light shield that covered the entire area.
The light shield penetrated the barriers of space and time, enveloping relatives, old friends, and all the humans who had miraculously survived scattered in various places, gently yet firmly pulling them out of the collapsing reality.
As the last survivor was sent into the instance world, the light barrier slowly dissipated, and the Uchiha Mitsurugi staggered a few steps due to exhaustion.
This indigo tributary world, though still somewhat desolate... possesses stable spacetime rules, is not directly interfered with by the will of the universe, and is further isolated from the chaos and carnage of the outside world.
The Uchiha Triumphs are in a bad state now; they have lost their Rinnegan, their divine abilities, and even their clan system.
But the water of time inherently carries the origin of spacetime and is a special existence that far surpasses ordinary power.
He gently placed his palm on the water's surface, slowly infusing it with his divine will.
I said there should be a solar system...
Pale blue waters of time surged and condensed in his palm, spreading and diffusing along his fingertips, unfolding across the desolate dungeon world.
Guided by his own will and using his memories of his homeland as a blueprint, he manipulates the flow of time to shape and evolve.
First, a fiery star core condensed, then, carrying fragments of spacetime, it solidified into the prototype of a planet. Countless tiny points of light surrounded him, gradually transforming into stars, nebulae, and galactic dust.
But that's not all... I said there should be a Milky Way...