318: My power is the universe itself!

"Boom-cha-cha! Boom-cha-cha!"

Asgard, the Council Sanctuary.

This place, which should have been the most sacred and solemn location in the Multiverse, had now become a... Giant Disco Hall.

The highly penetrating, demonic rhythm blasted violently through the underlying logic network, assaulting the neural core of every "Light and Shadow Councilors."

"Turn it off! Quickly turn off that damned sound!"

The Speaker—that majestic figure who was originally high above and radiating holy white light—was now convulsing violently.

The light around him flickered erratically, like a lightbulb with unstable voltage.

[Warning! Logic Circuit Overload!]

[Warning! Unknown Data is Being Forcefully Written!]

[Content Being Written: ...Square Dance Instructional Video?]

"This is impossible!"

The Speaker let out a furious, collapsing roar, "How can mere low-dimensional data break through the absolute barrier of the God Realm? Our firewall is Causality-level!"

"Causality?"

A light chuckle pierced through the noisy music and echoed in the center of the great hall.

"Snap."

The hatch of the patched Golden Warship opened.

Lu Chen walked out.

He wasn't wearing armor, nor was he carrying a weapon.

He was just wearing that simple Black Trench Coat, and he even casually adjusted his cuff.

Behind him, Wang Peng (Fatty) was carrying a half-human-height black box, grinning mischievously.

"Esteemed Seniors, is the sound quality alright? I customized this specifically for this 'Friendly Visit.' The subwoofer has plenty of bass to shatter your Logic Cores."

Ye Qingcang, holding his War Blade, stood on Lu Chen's left, his gaze as fierce as a starving wolf that had broken into a sheep pen.

"You..."

The Speaker pointed at Lu Chen, his finger (or perhaps some kind of energy tentacle) trembling.

"How dare you descend in your true bodies? You seek death!"

"Purge Protocol! Initiate!"

Boom—!

Following The Speaker's roar, the twelve Divine Pillars surrounding the great hall lit up simultaneously.

Countless White Chains containing the rule of "erasure" extended from the void, instantly locking down all space around Lu Chen.

This was Asgard's defense mechanism—[Existential Stripping].

Once locked, even a black hole would instantly be reduced to elementary particles.

"We're finished, Brother Chen, this thing looks pretty fierce!" Wang Peng shrank his neck in fear.

Lu Chen didn't even lift an eyelid.

He merely watched the whistling Rule-Chains approaching, a scornful curve forming on his lips.

"In this universe, no one can lock me down."

"Because..."

Lu Chen suddenly took a step forward.

Thud!

As that step landed, the entire High-Dimensional Sanctuary violently shook!

It was as if he hadn't stepped on the floor, but the very lifeline of this plane!

"Because I didn't just bring myself."

Buzz—!!!

At this moment, Lu Chen's eyes completely transformed into chaos.

His left eye was a burning star, the Exhaust Flame of countless warships.

His right eye was a deep black hole, the unyielding roar of billions of living beings.

Behind him, a Phantom Image so vast it defied description unfolded with a crash!

That was no ordinary phenomenon.

That was—**the Holographic Projection of Universe Number 9832**!

It was the hundred billion burning stars of the Milky Way Galaxy!

It was the millions of Earth Fleets fighting fiercely on the front lines!

It was countless souls roaring for survival!

"Did you think I came alone?"

Lu Chen's voice changed.

It became grand and majestic, as if it contained the will of the entire universe.

"No."

"What I bear is an entire universe that is burning, ascending, and fighting for its life!"

"You want to erase me?"

Lu Chen suddenly spread his arms, and the cosmic Phantom Image behind him erupted with blinding light, forcibly shattering all those white Rule-Chains!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The crisp sound of breaking echoed through the Sanctuary like a death knell.

"If you want to erase me, you first have to ask the Hundreds of Billions of Stars behind me... if they agree!"

Boom—!

Under Lu Chen's guidance, the violent "Low-Dimensional Energy" surged like a giant dragon Reversing the Heavenly River, furiously impacting every corner of the Sanctuary.

This was not a rule.

This was the purest "Force"!

One Force Breaks Ten Thousand Methods!

"Ah—!!!"

The twelve Light and Shadow Councilorss let out agonizing screams.

Their bodies, constructed from pure rules, began to... melt under the unreasonable "Cosmic Force" unleashed by Lu Chen!

"Madman! You're pressing the mass of an entire universe onto us?!"

The Speaker shrieked in terror, "You will cause a dimensional collapse! You will destroy this place, and you will destroy your own universe!"

"If it's destroyed, it's destroyed."

Lu Chen walked step by step toward the Divine Throne.

With every step, his aura intensified.

Finally, he stood on the highest step, looking down at the trembling Speaker.

"We were going to be formatted by you anyway."

Lu Chen reached out and grabbed The Speaker's glowing neck.

Just like grabbing a chicken ready for slaughter.

"Rather than dying ignominiously,"

"Why don't we all..."

Lu Chen grinned, revealing a set of chillingly white teeth. That smile made The Speaker, a High-Dimensional Being, feel bone-deep cold.

"Have a blast!"

"heavenly craft!"

Lu Chen roared into the void.

"Present! Father!"

heavenly craft's voice was filled with excitement, the fervor of witnessing history unfold.

"Inject the 'Virus' for me!"

"Not a logic lock! It's the 'Assimilation Program'!"

"I want to turn this lofty 'Asgard'..."

Lu Chen forcefully squeezed his hand, causing the light around The Speaker to burst wildly.

"Into the Earth Federation's..."

"Public restroom!"

"No—!!!"

The Speaker wailed in despair.

But it was too late.

The chaotic energy emanating from Lu Chen surged wildly down his arm and into The Speaker's body, then immediately spread through the network connecting The Speaker to the entire God Realm!

The originally pure white Sanctuary began to change color at a visible speed.

It turned into a metallic Black and Gold—the color scheme of the Earth Federation!

The floating Rule Runes were forcibly rewritten into Chinese Characters!

[No Trespassing] was changed to [Welcome].

[God's Forbidden Zone] was changed to [First People's Square].

Even the great hall's background music, which had been a sacred hymn, was permanently fixed as "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style," the song Wang Peng had brought.

In just ten seconds.

The High-Dimensional God Realm had fallen.

Lu Chen casually tossed The Speaker, who had collapsed into a pile of garbled code, onto the ground and disgustedly wiped his hands.

He turned around and plopped down onto the Divine Throne, which symbolized supreme authority.

He crossed his legs.

He looked at the Light and Shadow Councilorss below who were still stunned, and his dumbfounded Earth companions.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow and pointed to the black box that was still playing music.

"Fatty, change the song."

Wang Peng asked dazedly, "Change... change to what?"

Lu Chen leaned back on the Divine Throne, his gaze piercing the ceiling of the great hall, looking toward the deeper, more distant depths of the dimension.

There, countless pairs of eyes seemed to be watching this place in terror.

Lu Chen smiled.

He raised a finger, pointed above his head, and said softly:

"Change it to..."

"‘Conquest.’"