2125, January.
Research on Black dicine was still at a standstill, yet Wei Tianyang no longer urged it.
Though Yaha had been kidnapped by Lin Yan, through his connection with Baphot, he knew that Lin Yan hadn’t done anything too harsh to her, and moreover, Yaha was still constantly communicating with the White King, attempting to turn him against Lin Yan. Therefore, he wasn’t worried about Yaha’s safety.
According to Lin Yan, they are all patients, but Yaha now stood innocent, a re mortal.
On the other hand, Fujiwara Makoto had completely sided with Lin Yan and beca increasingly hostile towards Yaha.
Wei Tianyang learned everything through Baphot and indirectly communicated with Yaha.
"These ungrateful dogs, Baphot, they truly are not as good as you," Wei Tianyang muttered as he stood by the window.
Baphot knelt behind him, and it seed they had returned to old tis. Last night, instead of sharing a bed with Zhao Ling, Wei Tianyang had used Baphot’s body as a pillow while he read deep into the night.
Baphot, filled with joy, telepathically communicated, "Naturally, we are of the sa kind."
"Not yet," replied Wei Tianyang.
"That might not be quite right... In any case, in the Chapters to co, there must be a place for , and all because I am basked in your glory," said Baphot.
"I am not speaking in riddles, you beast. That day, I cleansed my own spine thoroughly and understood what I truly am," Wei Tianyang turned around, his forehead’s black horn no longer retracted, his four pupils constantly flickered, and his skin had turned completely dark, no longer hiding his horrifying appearance.
His hand slightly rose, and the coffee cup on the table flew towards him.
After gulping down the coffee, he continued, "From that day onwards, I was destined to beco this person, this character! But human weaknesses and uncertainties hindered . I pondered too many aningless questions and was troubled by many aningless annoyances. Self-doubt is not ineffective, but I cannot afford to hesitate."
"So... what are you planning to do?" Baphot revealed a hint of surprise.
"I want to be the real ," Wei Tianyang declared.
"You’ve finally figured it out these past months?" Baphot leaped up.
"I am waiting for my progenies; I hope they can rise from the blood pool. Generation after generation, Black dicine hasn’t resolved the issues, but my heart, my light, that’s the real antidote. It’s not that I’m waiting for them; they are waiting for . These months, I finally realized... I should not be like this," Wei Tianyang said.
At this mont, Baphot no longer spoke; it could feel Wei Tianyang’s intent and the heat of the black fire erging from his chest, along with that comforting radiation.
Wei Tianyang’s body emitted a burnt scent, black flas seeped from beneath his skin, and he remarked, "I thought this mont would be a dramatic, heart-wrenching transition, yet it’s surprisingly peaceful... This hotel cannot contain the new . I will wait in the desert beyond."
With that, he flew out the window and soared into the sky, ten thousand ters high.
He was no longer that youth; he shouldn’t be confined in "Wei Tianyang."
Alien objects fell to Earth, his red eyes piercing through the cosmos.
The myriad stars were all humanity’s foes.
Wei Tianyang flew swiftly, no longer using his superpowers to isolate the pressure and high temperatures caused by air friction during high-speed movent. If this human body couldn’t withstand such powers, it should be dissolved.
He hovered thirty thousand ters above, looking down upon the deep blue planet where every view revealed a battlefield.
Humanity had never known peace, he was well aware of the limitations of mankind.
So said Wei Tianyang was a Pseudo-God, but only he flew above them all.
The world was sick, gravely so, and he alone could see it, he alone knew the true threat lay in the opposite direction.
By now, the human body had been battered and frozen by the high winds and low temperatures, his clothes had long turned to tattered rags, and his skin was shredded beyond recognition.
He burst out laughing, the black fire inside his chest burning ever more fiercely.
At that mont, the sun was rising in the east, its warm rays carrying deadly radiation that assaulted him. Wei Tianyang’s head was instantly burned into a blackened skull with a single horn, the hollow eye sockets blazing with four dazzling red lights. The flas consud his clothes, revealing charred black skin devoured by the black fire, his heart, lungs, viscera, intestines, bones, all exposed and enveloped in flas.
Wei Tianyang turned back, and in a haze, he thought he saw his 16-year-old self holding hands with his mother, fading away along the dark blue arc.
"Go forth... go forth... one always has to lose sothing, lose a great deal... one always has to decide to let go of many things... to gain what he desires, this is my sacrifice, but ah... all that I have lost... will return in another form, I will illuminate, whether you wish it or not... Look, I have not found heaven above, but I have seen the truth, you all live in Hell, I am about to pull you up from below, it will be sowhat rough, you will resist, you will hate, hate then! Hate all you want!! I don’t care!!"
Wei Tianyang roared, his body bursting with dazzling light, and then, a sea of black flas swept forth, devouring human forms, and thus, humans disappeared, the black sea of fire spreading across the heavens like a black curtain. Within the flas, the cries and howls of n echoed, as if emotions repressed for too long were finally erupting. The fiery sea scread, spreading across half the Earth in the stratosphere, the scorching black ripples even reaching the Moon’s surface.
At the center of the flas, a moon-sized fireball began with a mild burn, then surprisingly blossod from within into a dazzling crimson core, even transforming the drifting fire waves into a deep red.
The outer layer of black flas gradually replaced by red waves, while the core slowly turned golden.
This process was swift, but due to the vast area of the celestial fire, it took a full week for those on the ground to observe this change.
anwhile, thousands of satellites were affected, crashing consecutively, countless weather balloons too close to the celestial fire waves were destroyed.
Within the flas, a vague black Shadow erged, towering like a mountain with two huge curved horns, as if a demon had been born from the fire of Hell, yet in the blink of an eye, it shrunk a bit, but still stood around seven ters tall.
For Wei Tianyang, this process was not long, he burned through himself, allowing the thing hidden deep inside to erge, and now, he had shed the human shell to beco that one.
Wrapped in flas, he plumted toward the desert of Heiside State, just at dawn on the ground.
Before the sun rose, the celestial fire lit up the desert as bright as day, and then, as if the light source itself plumted, accompanied by the golden fireball, a sky full of red halos fell as well.
Wei Tianyang erged from the fire, his gigantic black body forever shimring with golden light, objective reality hanging behind him like a cloak—half the sky torn apart as two realities rged. His pitch-black face adorned with four golden sun-like pupils, the two massive horns proudly erect. When he touched down in the desert, the sand instantly transford into the chitinous structure of objective reality, reality eroded by him.
Wei Tianyang arrived in front of the Blood Pool Research Tower, the heat emanating from him instantly lting the man-made structures, yet the researchers and the clans within the blood pool remained unaffected.
He didn’t speak, spreading his arms to welco his offspring.
The twenty clans erged from the blood pool, kneeling before him, and from that mont, they basked in the ’Sun’, becoming the first generation of Divine Descendants.
"From today on,
call Divine Power Tianyang."
Book Four: The Great Divide Between Human and God
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