The boundless mystery is constantly witnessing various "big events"; after all, it is an infinitely vast world.
But at this mont, a large part of all spirits cast their gaze upon the place where the light has been extinguished.
They are both audience and listeners.
Perhaps so "Ancient Gods" who have lived for eons were already aware of the family, but many new gods were not.
They witnessed the extinguishing of the light for the first ti, and their souls were trembling.
Unknowingly closely tied with the "We are Light" family, Tang Qi watches with pained eyes at the continual scenes playing out in the universe shrouded by darkness and Hatred Scream.
The Dominator Level weapon manifested by Knosaus, after Tum and the other mbers fell, was unrestrained.
Those invisible ripples, carrying endless hatred, could have originally destroyed the cosmic dinsions sheltered by the family in a very short ti.
However, now it couldn't.
The faint "light" advances fearlessly, tirelessly.
Doomsday continues, disaster still ravages, but those living beings are not in despair or fear; they fight against hatred with hope, burning themselves to quell the scream.
Knosaus's roar before his fall gradually fades away.
They seem to have seen... dawn.
...
"Hiss-hiss"
Tang Qi's hand back, the skin was scorched black, and pain constantly erged.
Destiny's punishnt!
That bitch was evidently not pleased with her head being forced down to listen to the teachings.
"Ha"
Tang Qi made no attempts to conceal and directly let out a sneer.
He didn't violate the agreent with Destiny Bitch; he rely used the Big Octopus power to make her truly listen to that voice and, incidentally, lower that wretched, lofty head.
Seeing the mark about to brand Tang Qi's hand bone, he nevertheless showed no sign of retracting the crown, until the slightly lowered head finally spoke.
"I won!"
Three simple words, spoken from within the mark.
Still as sharp and piercing, making one's heart grow weary.
Tang Qi did not retort, nor did he look at her; he just continued to watch those living beings fighting against the scream and darkness.
This reaction further incited the Lady of Destiny's anger, and her voice continued to transmit:
"I said, destiny has long been predetermined, destiny cannot be defied."
"Tum and his family are powerful Ancient Gods, but because I said, they would all fall, they all must fall."
"The poor living beings you observe, once sheltered by light, so peaceful and happy, but now, they all feel the power of destiny."
"You still have a chance to submit to ..."
Destiny Bitch's words were cut short, as Tang Qi unilaterally severed the dialogue.
Before being expelled, she finally heard Tang Qi's response.
"You're too noisy, bitch."
After saying this and temporarily blacklisting her, Tang Qi's face rarely showed a look of relief.
Thanks to good friends, thanks to the Big Octopuses, isn't this the best use of autonomy?
As long as Tang Qi does not breach the agreent, even if Destiny Bitch is howsoever angry, she can't do anything against him.
Submit?
Ha, if it wasn't for that bitch capturing Sally, Tang Qi wouldn't even care about her.
Destiny indeed is powerful, but Tang Qi isn't without the strength to resist it.
"Hoo"
While scoffing at Destiny Bitch in his heart, suddenly he felt a familiar tremor, and before his eyes, gray mist obscured everything, floating out.
Destiny Mist, but one without engendering any disgust in Tang Qi.
"Tum!"
A flash of surprise passed through Tang Qi's eyes as he instantly realized the true owner of the erging Destiny Mist.
Regrettably, though the mist surged out, Tum's figure did not appear within.
There existed only three objects within.
A wooden house, shrunk by countless tis, oddly shaped, with chocolate sauce sared on the doorknob.
A candy-cane-like walking stick, brightly colored, looking exceedingly like a magnified version of a cane sugar.
And a pitch-dark, continuously rolling "ball of yarn".
These three objects quietly floated, a strong divine aura emanating from them.
If there were gods here familiar with Tum, the Ancient God, they would surely be intensely covetous of them.
Tum's toy house, inside packed with the terrifying number of toys and candies Tum created.
Every toy is an extraordinary artifact.
Every piece of candy also possesses extraordinary magic power.
Such divine artifacts are enough to spark another war.
Tum's candy-cane walking stick, representing Tum's "Creation Authority," possessing it equates to holding that authority, allowing for wanton creation, be it inanimate or living.
Not long ago, Tum had invited Tang Qi to visit His toy house as a guest.
At that ti, Tang Qi had already been chosen by Tum as the successor to the "toy house" and the "walking stick."
Now that Tum has officially fallen, these two divine artifacts have also transford into an unclaid state and arrived here with Tang Qi.
As for the last sowhat abnormal thing, Tang Qi felt a familiar destiny aura upon it.
Those pitch-black lines are exactly the sa as the ones entwined on that bitch's antlers, each line seemingly related to all things, possessing an irresistible terrifying power.
Tang Qi's gaze swept over, and unexpected yet delightful fragnts of information flowed out.
[Divine Attribute Object: Fate Ball.]
[State: Unclaid.]
[Information Fragnt One: This is an artifact of destiny, created by "Tum", possessing incredible power.]
[Information Fragnt Two: Holding this object allows for unraveling, and each unraveling of a thread of destiny enables the use of the black line to control the destiny of a certain country or creature, with the limit of a single line up to the level of a demigod... can be stacked, the complete ball can control the destiny of destroying an ordinary god or influence part of a powerful god's destiny.]
[Information Fragnt Three: It contains a ssage left by Tum, would you like to read it?]
"Read it!"
Without any hesitation, Tang Qi heard Tum's familiar voice the next second.
"By the ti you receive this ball of yarn, I have already extinguished."
"Do not grieve for , my successor, for this has long been destined, as one of the Governors of Destiny, I did not resist."
"Our demise, my family and I, is necessary, and that lady, whom no one will ever like, is rely a pusher."
"I believe you have seen those great lives; they are us."
This sentence stunned Tang Qi for a while.
But he quickly recalled sothing, and said quickly: "Light among all things!"
"Yes, light among all things."
Inside the ball of yarn, Tum seed to hear Tang Qi's voice and responded.
Tang Qi seed to see that comical old geezer again, but of course, it was an illusion.
He personally witnessed Tum's fall, All-Knowing would not make a mistake. And for an existence like Tum, he would not team up with his family to deceive All Spirits, to deceive those poor lives.
Within the ball of yarn, the ssage was coming to an end.
"Before my fall, I glimpsed once into the River of Destiny, sensing that you would need such a creation."
"My Authority of Destiny was preemptively locked by that lady, but she won't notice a minor deduction."
"Good luck, my successor."
"And rember, make sure the toys and candies are delivered to the children on ti, ha-ha, enjoy those joys."
With that odd laugh, the ssage ended.
Tang Qi quickly realized that, though his mood was sowhat mournful initially, at so point, a smile had surfaced on his face.
He looked ahead, where the divine aura was overwhelmingly abundant, almost overflowing.
Besides Tum's gifted Toy House, walking stick, and ball of yarn, along with the gratitude transmitted by Charline for fulfilling a mother's wish, four divine artifacts embodying various divine authorities.
A war with multiple twists that shook All Spirits concluded; aside from the fallen family, the incredibly unlucky Isapatra, it seed all sides gained not insignificant harvests.
Far away in the library, Tang Qi's harvest was astonishing.
However, at this mont, he had no mood or interest in accounting for this heap of divine artifacts, including that "Fate Ball."
Tum's glimpse did not make a mistake; Tang Qi indeed needed a destiny artifact very much.
He requested from the "Infinite Secret Box" for a divine artifact that could mask the Destiny Bitch, to save Sally.
The Secret Box demanded an exchange item, an unknown destiny artifact.
He puzzled over what this exchange item might be.
Now, the mystery was revealed.
He swiftly took out the Secret Box for verification but did not imdiately begin the exchange.
Simply putting away all the divine artifacts, Tang Qi's gaze again turned to the multiple universes still engulfed in doomsday disasters.
A ball of light suddenly flickered, and the chanical girl "Alice Five" appeared beside Tang Qi.
In her hands, she was holding a stack of peculiar papers.
These papers were gray-white, with an exceedingly special texture.
"Master, are you about to start leaving your first book in the library? You have related permissions, but whether your written books will be included in the library is entirely up to its decision. It is advised that you stay a bit longer and read so more books…"
"Start now!"
Tang Qi rudely interrupted Alice, as those gray-white papers drifted down.
Neatly, they fell before Tang Qi.
From the nihility, a gray-white pen was constructed by intention.
Tang Qi neither held the pen nor bent over the desk to write; his gaze remained fixed on the universes and those lives fighting against darkness and scream.
Tang Qi did not see powerful transcendents nor gods capable of crossing cosmic dinsions.
Tang Qi only saw one tiny figure after another, continuously rising, continuously embracing the light and walking toward the hatred scream, continuously dying…
"Light, we are light."
When Tang Qi whispered this phrase, the next mont, the rustling sound began to erge.
That gray-white pen automatically fell and began to write:
"This is a plain yet great book, every segnt within is an epic of heroes, a magnificent story. You won't see grand narratives, nor flashy descriptions; you will only see countless truly existing great lives, along with their nas and stories."
"I am not an author, I am rely a recorder."
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ps: So touched, turns out everyone is still here, apart from Fat Fish's writing updates and storytelling, there's nothing more to repay, thank you everyone.
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