Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 263 They had no idea who the other party was.

The masked man trembled with fear: "I really don't know, we all communicated through a middleman."

Every transaction was arranged by a middleman; we had no idea who the other party was.

Yunming frowned; the masked man was telling the truth.

He tossed the masked man aside and then fell into deep thought.

Morgana lightly touched the rhombus-shaped device suspended in the magnetic field with her fingertips, and a faint blue arc of light danced into tiny electric sparks on the edge of her nail.

Yunming shifted his gaze from the holographic screen, his eyes reflecting the cold light of the data stream: "The prototype of the space anchoring device. Three months ago, we tried to reconstruct the wormhole node using the sacred atoms of angels."

He suddenly stopped, his Adam's apple bobbing beneath his pale skin. "But we need to see this more now."

Suddenly, the holographic screen burst forth with dazzling golden light, and countless golden runes seemed to float in the void like living things.

Morgana's pupils constricted sharply—it was the interface of the angelic civilization's core sacred knowledge repository, where each rune was engraved with war records from different eras.

Yunming's fingertips traced complex trajectories in the air, and the runes scattered like dandelions blown by the wind, revealing a dark red torrent of data beneath.

"He Xi's annihilation was not a physical destruction."

His voice sounded like it had been sanded clean: "Her sacred atom underwent five hundred quantum leaps in the instant of the explosion, and may now exist in wave-particle duality."

"and many more."

Morgana suddenly grabbed his wrist, the warm touch making Yunming's fingertips tremble. "How do you have core access to the Heavenly Court of Merlo? Keisha's database should have collapsed along with her divine body three years ago."

The laboratory's ventilation system suddenly beeped, and the circulating air lifted the stray hairs on Yunming's forehead.

He silently pulled up another set of images: in the picture, the young He Xi was pressing a crystal-like scepter into his chest, with the burning city of angels behind him.

Morgana's breathing suddenly quickened—it was a forbidden scene from the end of the Age of Three Kings, one that even she had only glimpsed in fragments of Kael'thas's Void projection.

"This is.,."

"He Xi's secondary biological engine core."

Yunming pulled open his collar, revealing faint golden patterns spreading like roots below his collarbone. "She disassembled her sacred body into a billion quantum beacons and began transplanting them into my body three years ago."

He suddenly coughed violently, golden specks of light seeping from between his fingers like fading fireflies. "These beacons are resonating now, which means fragments of her consciousness still exist in some spacetime dimension."

The alarm suddenly ripped through the air! Red light poured down from the top of the laboratory like blood, and Morgana instantly deployed her black energy wings, only to see Yunming already pressing the emergency switch on the wall—the entire wall flipped up with a roar, revealing a helipad hidden in the mountain.

The twelve dark silver fighter jets were humming, and the gilded emblems on their wings were the symbols of the Angelic Civilization.

"It's the vanguard of the Taotie."

Yunming pulled her towards the nearest fighter jet, his boots striking the metal floor with rapid, rhythmic beats. "They've tracked the fluctuations of the sacred atom."

As the fighter jet's canopy slid open automatically, Morgana was suddenly jolted back half a step by the silver-gray armor on her seat—it was clearly an angel's combat suit, except that a black crystal was embedded in the chest plate.

"Put it on."

Yunming had already taken his seat in the cockpit, his voice carrying an undeniable air of authority, "This is a hybrid combat armor reconstructed using your dark energy core."

The moment Morgana raised an eyebrow, the armor suddenly wrapped around her body as if it were alive, and the black feathers of light blooming on her shoulder armor reminded her of the battle where she fell three hundred years ago.

As the fighter jets pierced through the clouds like meteors, the radar screen was covered with a dense carpet of red dots, resembling a blood-red carpet.

Yunming's thumb was on the weapon system, but he suddenly stopped—three thousand meters below, the humans of Blue Star were working in the fields, children's kites were hanging from the treetops, and old people were hanging buckets of water into the well.

"Thirty degrees to port, I'll fire the decoy missile."

Morgana's voice came through the communicator, carrying a long-lost battle frenzy, "You're in charge of low-altitude penetration; those mortals shouldn't witness a divine war."

Yunming crushed the energy tablet in his mouth, a metallic taste rising on his tongue. Under his control, the fighter jet made a right-angle turn that defied the laws of physics, its tail flames carving indigo cracks across the sky.

The first Void Cannon shot grazed past the wing! Morgana's energy wings forcefully shattered the incoming missile, her black feathers slicing through the metal casing like sharp blades.

As Yunming watched the Taotie mothership gradually become clearer in the scope, he suddenly remembered the temperature when He Xi taught him to shoot—her fingertips were always two degrees lower than his, because her divine body had long surpassed the body temperature of mortals.

"Prepare for a spacetime warp."

His voice, mingled with the roar of fighter jets, said, "Hold on tight to me."

Just as Morgana fastened the armor belt around his waist, the entire fighter jet was suddenly sucked into a distorted spatial rift.

The feeling of weightlessness caused her stomach to spasm, but when she opened her eyes, she saw—inside the mothership, rows of gene culture chambers were filled with half-human, half-machine monsters, and on one of the chambers was a yellowed photo, a graduation photo from a small town on Earth.

"This is."

"Project Pandora".

Yunming's pupils reflected the electric arcs in the incubation chamber. "They are extracting human fear as energy."

His hand was on the switch on the hull, but he trembled violently just before pressing it.

Morgana then noticed the golden liquid seeping from the back of his neck, a sign of the overuse of divine atoms.

"Use my dark energy."

She suddenly grabbed his hand, and black energy snaked up his arm. "Back then, Keisha said that the energy of angels and demons would cause annihilation, but now..."

The moment the capsule exploded, Yunming saw countless points of light drift out of the incubation chamber; they were the faint glow unique to human souls.

The Taotie's alarm sounded so loudly it hurt people's eardrums.

Yunming piloted his fighter jet to smash through layers of defenses, but as he passed through the last gate, he saw a giant crystal floating at the core of the mothership—inside which was sealed the remains of an angel, its silver wings riddled with bullet holes, and the star-patterned medal on its chest broken in two.

"He Xi."

His voice shattered into dust.

Morgana's energy wings slammed into the protective shield, black and gold energy swirling into a vortex in the void: "That's an illusion! You will come!"

But Yunming had already opened the hatch, and the wind whipped his coat around him. The moment he reached out and touched the crystal, all the lights suddenly went out.

In the darkness, warm breath brushed against his earlobe.

"I promised to protect myself."

The sound made Yunming's blood freeze. He turned around trembling, only to see He Xi standing in the shadows, her white dress speckled with stardust-like light, her fingertips gently tracing the golden lines on his collarbone.

Morgana's energy cannon was poised to fire in her palm when she saw He Xi raise her head, her familiar eyes surging with dark energy.

"Long time no see, Yunming."

He Xi's lips curled into an unfamiliar smile, and as her skirt fluttered, a demonic totem was revealed on her ankle. "Or should I call you the Lord of the Void?"

Yunming's back pressed against the cold crystal pillar, and a bitter taste rose in his throat.

He finally understood why those sacred beacons resonated—it wasn't He Xi calling him, but another being hidden deep within her consciousness.

Morgana's energy cannon suddenly turned towards him, the black beam grazing Yunming's ear and burning a charred hole in the wall behind Hexi.

"She was corrupted by the void."

Morgana's voice was more solemn than ever before, "When Keisha shattered Karl's Void Engine, fragments of it burrowed into He Xi's Divine Atom."

He Xi chuckled softly, his fingertips tracing Yun Ming's Adam's apple. He could feel the golden lines beneath his skin burning hot. "Little Morgana is still so impatient. Don't you want to know the last words Keisha said before she died?"

The entire mothership suddenly trembled violently! Yunming saw through the porthole that countless Taotie warships were charging towards the atmosphere of Blue Star in a suicidal attack.

He Xi pressed her palm against his chest, and the golden patterns suddenly detached from his skin, gathering in the air to form ancient angelic script: "Keisha said, give the key to the sacred treasury of knowledge to the one who can balance order and chaos."

Morgana's energy wings suddenly dissipated, and she staggered to one knee: "So that's why you chose him? This human from Earth?"

He Xi's fingertips brushed against the corner of Yun Ming's eye, where tiny black lines had appeared out of nowhere: "He killed the chief gods of three civilizations, and then rebuilt order from the ruins. The sacred atoms of angels and the dark energy of demons flow within him simultaneously."

Her voice suddenly softened, "Isn't this the perfect vessel?"

Yunming felt something cracking deep within his consciousness.

The memories he had sealed away surged like a tide: the golden blood on his fingertips when he twisted the neck of the Sun God with his own hands; the light of the exploding starship reflected in his pupils when he destroyed the Beast God Starfield with the Black Hole Engine; and on a rainy night on Blue Star, he rushed into the hospital with a dying little girl in his arms, the blood in his arms staining his white shirt deep red.

"You are lying."

He grabbed He Xi's wrist, only to find her skin turning into specks of light. "He Xi won't let me become a monster."

He Xi's face drew close to his, their noses almost touching, and his breath carried the scent of the Milky Way: "Monster? Or savior? When you have to crush the core of the last civilization's god, remember to look into your own eyes—they will be like I am now, half light and half darkness."

The alarm reached its piercing peak! Yunming saw that on the holographic map, the coordinates of Blue Star were being swallowed by red.

Morgana suddenly ripped open her energy core, black fluid coalescing into a sphere in her palm: "Why waste words with her! If we don't blow up the core now, Earth is doomed!"

He Xi chuckled softly at that moment, her entire body transforming into golden dust that seeped into Yun Ming's brow. The intense pain caused her to kneel on the ground, and two voices echoed in her mind—

"Live."

"Destroy it."

Just as Morgana was about to throw her energy ball, Yunming suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

He raised his head, his left eye a pure gold, his right eye a deep black, and the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth reminded Morgana of herself when she blew up Angel City.

"Destroy the core, then what?"

Two tones resonated in his voice, "The Taotie have seven more fleets on their way. Earth's defenses have collapsed, and the Angelic civilization is nothing but ruins."

He stood up, and wings of light and darkness appeared behind him. "But if I become the Lord of the Void, I can control both sacred atoms and dark energy at the same time and rebuild order with absolute power."

Morgana felt her energy core trembling.

The man in front of her was still Yunming, yet he made her feel an even stronger sense of oppression than Keisha.

She suddenly recalled the battlefield a thousand years ago, when Keisha approached her with her flaming sword, exuding the same majesty that froze her blood.

"Do you know what this means?"

Her voice trembled unusually, "When you become the Lord of the Void, you will no longer be human, not even a god, but..."

"The rules themselves."

Yunming raised his hand and placed it on the core of the mothership. The energy of light and darkness flowed down his arm and into the crystal. "But first, I want to end this war."

The moment the energy flow touched the core, the lights of the entire mothership suddenly turned an eerie purple, and all the Taotie warships simultaneously turned their cannons towards their own side. The black hole engines burst forth in their bellies, devouring everything in darkness.

As Morgana watched this miraculous scene unfold, she suddenly recalled Karl's words: "When civilization reaches its peak, gods become prisoners of the rules, and only those who break the rules can create a new universe."

She suddenly smiled, and black energy gathered behind her to form huge demon wings, which, together with the angelic wings behind Yunming, formed a perfect yin-yang symbol.

"What do you need me to do?"

Sparks of dark energy danced at her fingertips.

Yunming turned to look at her, the light and darkness in his eyes gradually balancing out: "Go to Blue Star and protect those mortals."

I will clear out all the Taotie fleets in the solar system within thirty minutes, and then…

He paused, and finally a hint of human warmth appeared in his voice, "I need you to help me protect the light in my heart, and not let the darkness completely engulf me."

Morgana's wings whipped up a whirlwind. Before taking off, she suddenly turned around and saw that Yunming's figure was completely enveloped in purple energy, and the patterns of light and dark were weaving a complex cosmic star map on his skin.

She suddenly remembered the first time she met him, the human boy with clear eyes standing on the ruins. At that time, she thought he was just an interesting ant, but she never expected that he would eventually become the fulcrum that would move the balance of the universe.

"Don't let me down, Yunming."

Her voice mingled with the roar of the engine, "Otherwise, I'll personally drag you back to hell, just like I dragged Keisha back then."

As Morgana's fighter jet broke through the atmosphere, the solar system behind her shone with unprecedented brilliance.

Yunming's consciousness had spread to every star. He could see the commander of the Taotie fleet pressing the self-destruct button in terror, hear the whispers of a mother comforting her crying baby on Blue Star, and feel the fragments of Hexi's consciousness gently trembling deep within his soul.

"Is this what you wanted?"

He whispered deep within his consciousness, "To maintain balance with absolute power, even if it means becoming a solitary rule-maker?"

His response was the smile of He Xi from his memory, and the fleeting worry in Morgana's eyes as she left.

Yunming opened his arms, and the energy of light and darkness gathered in his palms to form a new star. The remnants of the destroyed civilizations were reorganized in the energy flow, forming a dazzling star ring.

(End of this chapter)