23: Ant, did I let you touch her?

The descending will was vast and cold.

It carried the unique majesty and indifference of a deity.

On the rooftop,

Gu Tiancheng felt an unprecedented pressure.

As if the sky had collapsed.

No, that's not right, the sky really did collapse!

The terrifying pressure, and the colossal body that blotted out the sky and sun,

made it difficult for him to even breathe.

This was definitely a “world-ending” level monster!

However,

in the Multiverse live stream channel,

this pressure, enough to make a seventh-tier powerhouse tremble with fear,

after being filtered and relayed by the system,

only the purest information stream remained.

After an initial moment of silence,

the bullet comments became active again.

But this time, it was no longer curiosity and betting,

but rather… impatience and mockery.

“Is that all? I thought some ancient god had awakened. Turns out it's just a will descending, putting on quite a show.”

The speaker was Nine Nether Demon Lord.

He had always been lawless,

and detested such pretentious characters the most.

Immediately after,

the Mechanical God Emperor's cold analytical report directly flooded the screen:

“【Target analysis complete】Entity name: ‘Whispering Throat’, an eighth-tier conceptual parasite. Its power essence is ‘corruption’ and ‘theft’. It establishes ‘Echo Altars’ across various planes to steal the faith and fear of sentient beings as sustenance.”

“Weaknesses: Unstable foundation, heavily reliant on the altar network. Evaluation: Inefficient energy predator.”

As soon as this report was released,

the big shots in the live stream channel burst into laughter.

“So it's a parasite that steals incense everywhere!”

“Laughable, does this kind of trash even deserve to be called a ‘god’? In our world, it would at most be a large spirit monster.”

“How unlucky, this smell… Wait, I think I've smelled a similar aura in my world.”

The next moment,

something that terrified the “Whispering Throat” occurred!

The bullet comments in the live stream channel

turned into a casual “cleanup” report spanning the Multiverse.

[King of Ten Thousand Dragons]: “Oh, I found one of its rat nests in a mountain gully on the southern border of the Dragon Realm. Purified it with a single dragon's breath. So dirty.”

[Elf Empress]: “A few corrupted believers tried to cause trouble under my ancient Tree of Life. Now, they have turned into spring mud to nourish the flowers.”

[Nine Nether Demon Lord]: “Hehe, this Lord's demonic read swept around and found three sizable altars in my Blood River Demonic Domain. The souls of the believers inside tasted good, I've already rewarded them to my little imps as snacks. Tastes like chicken, crunchy!”

[Devouring Heaven Demon Lord]: “Why don't I have any, boo hoo~ What about my dinner…”

“+1”

“+1”

Countless bullet comments began to agree.

On the rooftop,

the “Whispering Throat”'s lofty will

experienced violent fluctuations for the first time.

It could clearly feel that

its power foundation, spread across the Multiverse,

was being uprooted simultaneously from countless planes

at an incredible speed!

No… impossible!

Who is it?! Who are you people?!

Why are my altars disappearing at the same time?!

Its power was rapidly declining.

That sacred and vast aura began to become chaotic and weak.

Its wails echoed in Su Ke Ke's mind.

The sound was filled with confusion and panic.

In the Sea of Concepts,

Gu Jianghan's “lips” curved into a playful arc.

He looked at the screen.

The anonymous option that bet one million points:

— 【An unknown impostor】.

Now it seemed,

how precise this option was.

He just wanted to watch a play.

But the audience below found the actor too much of an eyesore and personally dismantled the actor's home.

This unexpected yet reasonable development

pleased him more than any meticulously arranged script.

And the “Whispering Throat”, pushed to the brink, began to die.

He let out his final mad roar.

You… you blasphemers!

You forced me!

Since I can't go back, then I'll devour this planet!

Let this world become the cornerstone of my rebirth!

Its will no longer maintained a form.

Instead, it transformed into the most primitive, most defiled torrent,

madly surging into Su Ke Ke's body.

It wanted to transform her into a fleshy incubator for its descent!

Su Ke Ke's body began to twist unnaturally.

Beneath her skin, countless eyeballs and tentacles wriggled.

In the Sea of Concepts,

Gu Jianghan “watched” the scene.

The girl about to be devoured, and the madly roaring evil god.

He felt that the climax of this play came too quickly.

And ended too abruptly.

The points he won from his anonymous bet

didn't even cause a ripple in his emotions.

The fun shouldn't end so quickly.

His infinite and great power

also needed a suitable vessel to practice how to subtly control it.

With this thought,

just as Su Ke Ke's will was about to be erased,

a calm, almost indifferent voice, not from the outside,

but directly from the depths of its core will, sounded.

“Ant, did I tell you to touch her?”

The moment that voice sounded,

from Gu Jianghan's immeasurably vast will,

a wisp, smaller than a speck of dust, separated.

Ignoring the distance of space and the obstruction of dimensions,

it instantly arrived in the depths of Su Ke Ke's sea of consciousness.

The “Whispering Throat”, which was wantonly and madly eroding Su Ke Ke's soul,

its will was like being poured with billions of tons of cement.

It instantly solidified, unable to move.

It discovered in horror that

this sea of consciousness it was about to occupy

had changed hands in an instant!

An incomprehensible, unimaginable supreme existence

descended like a monarch onto its throne.

Outside, on the rooftop,

the girl, who had been curled up and trembling from intense pain,

her body instantly stopped all movement.

She stood up straight with an incredibly fluid and steady posture.

Her cheap school uniform was spotless, her skirt gently swaying on the windless rooftop.

She raised her head.

On her seventeen-year-old, still childish face,

in the depths of her clear eyes,

no longer reflected fear and despair.

But the birth and death of stars.

It was the cycle of the universe from singularity to heat death.

It was an absolute indifference that transcended time and emotion.

This extreme sense of incongruity

made all the big shots in the live stream channel forget to breathe.

“Roar—!”

The suppressed evil god let out an unwilling roar,

turning all the foul curses and mental impacts into a black storm visible to the naked eye,

pouncing towards that seemingly fragile, petite body.

Facing this power capable of polluting the entire globe,

“Su Ke Ke” calmly raised her fair and tender right hand.

She slowly opened her five fingers, gesturing at the evil god's will from a distance.

In an instant,

the space around the “Whispering Throat”

was gripped as if by an invisible giant hand.

It solidified into a transparent cage.

Then,

under the gaze of all the viewers across the Multiverse,

“her” five slender fingers slowly closed into a fist, one by one.

Accompanying this action,

that space also rapidly contracted, squeezed, and twisted!

“No! Mortal… how dare you!!!”

The evil god's wail was crushed into an incoherent cacophony.

Its body, composed of concepts,

was forcibly squeezed from three dimensions into two,

like a clumsy, constantly struggling graffiti!

And before being completely flattened,

the evil god, with its last remaining strength, attempted to resist.

He shot a venomous curse containing the concept of “finality” towards “Su Ke Ke”.

However,

“she” didn't even look at the attack, merely casually pointed her index finger in front of her.

This single point

directly touched the cornerstone of the universe.

An invisible ripple spread out.

All curses, demonic energy, and malice approaching “her”

were smoothed, reset, and restored to the purest nothingness in this ripple.

It wasn't resistance, but rather “not allowing it to exist”.

“Her” will

was the supreme truth that permeated the cosmos!

It was an unchangeable destiny!

It was the end of all things in the world!

As “her” fist continued to clench,

the evil god's will, compressed to the extreme,

transformed into an imperceptible speck of light.

Then,

“Su Ke Ke” released her fist.

And flicked that speck of light with her finger.

The action was as light as flicking a speck of dust from a ball gown.

The speck of light instantly annihilated.

If not for the surrounding destruction, proclaiming its descent,

otherwise, it would have died silently, as if it had never existed.

Having completed all this,

Gu Jianghan's will receded like a tide.

Those eyes, which contained the birth and death of the universe,

returned to the clarity and blankness befitting a young girl.

However, the next second,

the true disaster arrived!

“Ah—!”

Su Ke Ke let out an extremely painful wail, falling to her knees.

Her body, even though it had only briefly carried supreme power,

was still unbearable for her weak self.

She was being torn apart by boundless power!

Spiderweb-like golden cracks crawled all over her skin.

Blazing light emanated from the fissures.

Her blood vessels became rivers flowing with molten lava.

Her bones wailed, her cells burned!

She wasn't being injured.

But rather being passively, forcibly

undergoing a “promotion” beyond the limits of life!

Her entire being was firmly enveloped by a golden flame, intertwined with destruction and rebirth.

And on this rooftop,

Su Ke Ke's phoenix nirvana had already begun.

However, no one knew

whether she would gain eternal life in this inferno or turn to ashes.