469: Miracle of Salvation

As Positive Separation's foundation gradually merged into Chen De's body, his cultivation level rose slightly.

Soon, very soon... with a roar of fury, the world consciousness of Positive Separation was completely obliterated.

Such an inner world of the Immortal Law Realm was completely absorbed by Chen De.

Chen De checked and found that his three-dimensional scale had increased by about four light-years in each direction.

(The volume of a cube is equal to the volume of a cube with side length ten plus a cube with side length one; the side length of the final cube will only be slightly more than ten.)

The conversion efficiency was decent, reaching thirty to forty percent despite such significant rejection.

As for his cultivation, it rose from the early stage of the first transformation of the Demon Venerable Realm to the middle of the early stage.

Unfortunately, the inner world he absorbed could only be used to strengthen his foundation; it had almost no other functions.

Chen De didn't dwell on it further and turned his gaze toward another inner world—that of Yuan Chen.

Yuan Chen's will still resided within it; given the right conditions, he could be resurrected.

As for Chen De's choice, he naturally chose to convert it.

He now wanted to test how many attribute points an inner world of an Immortal Law Realm expert could provide through conversion.

As streams of black liquid seeped from Chen De's hands, they gradually spread toward that magnificent, tiny, and exquisite miniature world.

The influx of the black liquid caused the living creatures on those inhabited planets to let out cries of terror.

To survive, all life forms desperately attempted various methods of self-preservation.

"No—!"

"Great God Yuan Chen, save us!"

"I'm kneeling and kowtowing to you!"

"Heavens, have we angered the gods, causing such a disaster to be sent down?"

"I told you, the sacrifices cannot stop, they cannot stop, or it will provoke the gods!"

"What should we do now?"

"The only way now is to find three thousand young boys and girls to sacrifice to the gods, hoping to appease their wrath!"

"Three... three thousand? Why so many? Wasn't it only three hundred in previous years?"

"The gods weren't angry before. Now, because of our disrespect and your ignorance, the gods have been provoked. Of course, the number of sacrifices must increase."

"Sigh, what misery!"

"Then..."

"Go, go!"

Half a quarter of an hour later.

"Why is it still not working! Why, why!"

"Perhaps the sacrifices aren't enough?"

"But just now, to be safe, besides the three thousand boys and girls for the sacrifice, we even sacrificed all the remaining children in the tribe."

"It should still be a bit short. How about... we sacrifice the women and the elderly in the tribe as well?"

"This..."

"Chief, you must make a decision quickly. Your people are already in dire straits.

At worst, once the gods' wrath is appeased, we can just snatch some more from other tribes."

"Go, go," the Chief let out a long, pained sigh, making this difficult choice.

"What misery!"

..."Commander, do we really have to use that?"

In a heavily guarded, highly confidential, and modern-style conference room, a group of people sat around a table, discussing something heatedly.

Those sitting here were all figures who could command the wind and clouds on this planet.

"A weapon with such immense destructive power, once used, will level everything within a hundred-mile radius. No life will survive, and everything within a thousand miles will be severely affected.

The residual radiation will turn the affected areas into forbidden zones for years or even decades."

"Unless absolutely necessary, no one wants to use such a horrific weapon; it would be condemned by history!"

The Commander sighed. "The only way now is to use it."

"Now?"

"Immediately! You've all seen it. Those things are currently confined to one area. Once they spread, the consequences will be unimaginable."

At this point, someone couldn't help but ask, "What about the people who haven't been evacuated yet?"

He was the only one present to voice this concern.

In reality, most people present were in full support. After all, they weren't the ones being bombed.

Once those things were dealt with, they would be even safer.

As for whether they would die from the blast, that went without saying; they hadn't even considered that a question.

As long as it was a carbon-based organism, it was impossible to withstand the strike of such a weapon.

The outcome was already decided!

On the contrary, the reason most people remained silent was that they were thinking about how to reap more benefits from the post-war reconstruction.

For instance, how to create a heroic image, how to use this to elevate their political status, how to take the opportunity to strike at rival factions... The rest were wondering if they could get some samples; this infinite proliferation ability might allow them to glimpse the secret of eternal life.

After reaching the pinnacle of power, simple material pleasures could no longer satisfy them.

They thought more about how to keep power in their hands forever. The more they enjoyed the thrill of power, the less they wanted to let go.

Just like ancient emperors, the older they got, the less they wanted to die; even if they died, they wanted to build a massive tomb.

Underground cities and armies, all complete—they wished they could take their lifetime's power down with them.

The Commander only remained silent for a moment. His gaze quickly swept over the tiny figures on the screen who were still panicking, fearing, struggling, and running under the black liquid.

A fleeting, almost imperceptible trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a will of steel.

His voice was low but carried an unquestionable resolve. "There's no time. We must prioritize the big picture!"

Except for the person who raised the objection, it passed unanimously!

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud explosion, the terrifying weapon not only failed to have any effect...

On the contrary, the power generated was entirely devoured by those black things, subsequently becoming their nourishment.

At this moment, everyone panicked.

Some chose to fly out of the planet, only to find that the outside was already enveloped by the black substance. Flying out only led to a faster death.

The black tide quickly swept through everything.

Under the Miracle of Salvation, all life was equal... Of course, some continents could hold out a bit longer.

For example, the massive continent above all the star systems, where Yuan Chen's wife, children, and relatives lived; it was also the most heavily defended place in the entire Yuan Chen World.

"Husband!"

"Father!"

However, under Chen De's Miracle of Salvation, all obstacles were regressions, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and would be utterly fragile.

At the core of the world, Yuan Chen's remnant sealed will let out a silent roar.

He could feel his last sanctuary being purified and the foundation he relied on for existence collapsing.

The entire Yuan Chen World began to tremble, as if in a final struggle.