MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 358 The battle begins

Location: the top of the atmosphere.

Where the beautiful sunrise and the dazzling starlight intertwine, the magnificent and solemn temple trembles.

"Rumble..."

A terrifying storm of lightning erupted inside and outside the temple, displaying an eerie, pitch-black plasma that washed over the temple like a torrential downpour.

But this was not because the temple was attacked, but because of its master's boundless rage.

When an entity becomes powerful enough, even a mere fluctuation in its emotions can cause enormous changes in the environment.

The dense storm of black lightning vaguely outlined countless faces wailing and crying, but in an instant, it was wiped away by a powerful force emanating from within the temple.

At this moment, Li Yang, the Lord of the Defiled Light, in the center of the temple, had a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

Before him, countless virtual screens flashed rapidly, but each screen flickered like snowflakes before going completely black.

(Alert! Eden 1-7 under attack)

(Suppression system activated...Warning...System compromised!)

(Alert! Human farms 1-1000 have been invaded!)

(Warning! Global surveillance...)
(System self-check and restart...)
(Failed again...)
The slave-breeding system produced by the Interstellar Federation, with its global surveillance and reach, is being severed in a shocking manner.

Whether it was Eden I-7, which served as both a backyard and a high-level slave breeding ground, or those densely packed, highly efficient breeding farms used to quickly extract light and darkness, they were all directly invaded by an overwhelming force at almost the same moment.

To prevent network intrusion, intelligent systems that should be physically isolated and operate according to their established procedures, making them virtually inaccessible, have been compromised by a force that disregards physical barriers.

No! That was not an invasion, but an internal rebellion!
Threads of light, like starlight, flowed slowly through those farms, into the hearts of those children confined in artificial wombs and raised in virtual worlds, through some kind of resonance.

Then, Li Yang could clearly see that in those rapidly extinguished screens, the children and infants who were just moments before locked inside the artificial wombs disappeared with a flash of pale golden light.

This is teleportation!

That's teleportation?!
Built using automated machinery, these farms, spanning the entire Earth's skies and underground, contain over one trillion children and infants—more than a hundred times the total human population of the 21st century—who were simultaneously teleported away almost instantly?!
In the last screen that disappeared, in that "ant nest" base, Lei, the leader of the resistance forces, seemed to be looking at Li Yang through the screen, expressionlessly raising his middle finger, and then making a throat-slitting gesture in front of his neck, before the screen went black.

"How dare you! Impossible! This is impossible!" Li Yang sprang up from his throne of light and darkness, his handsome face contorted with extreme anger and a hint of barely perceptible panic, his crimson eyes burning with violent flames.

"A bunch of ants! A bunch of livestock I raised! How dare they?! How dare they be worthy of me?!"

He felt it.

This feeling of being in control of everything yet suddenly losing control, along with a deep-seated arrogance stemming from a sense of betrayal and the fury of being challenged by ants, creates a sense of loss.

Having repeatedly slaughtered all of humanity and then repeatedly re-cultivated humans, Li Yang had long since become accustomed to it...

He had long been accustomed to being the sole shepherd of this vast human farm, Earth.

Accustomed to the satisfaction of being able to manipulate and insult anyone at will, using any means necessary, and turning the darkest, most vile, and most violent thoughts in one's heart into reality.

He receives the worship of countless humans and the hatred of countless laughable ants, basking in the arrogance of being a supreme god who controls everything.

But suddenly they discovered that among these tender and delicious lambs, there was a ferocious beast with fangs that had been hiding at some unknown time.

"Ainenina! Are your electromagnetic waves just for show?!" he roared at the void.

"Why! Why, despite your periodic electromagnetic interference, do these damned rebels still retain their rationality and manage to secretly amass power!"

"You loser!"

Li Yang noticed it.

Even without the monitoring system, his Ultraman Tiga power was not just for show. He could clearly perceive that this seemingly instantaneous teleportation phenomenon was expanding outward from several rebel bases.

This means that this sudden phenomenon is probably a counterattack secretly planned by these rebels.

However, the beautiful and alluring figure of the otherworldly female demon goddess then appeared, a ball of light with terrifying energy condensing on her forehead. She looked at Li Yang coldly and said, "Watch your tone. I am not your slave!"

"You!" Li Yang exclaimed in fury.

Aenemina glanced at the Earth below, sensing some forces gathering, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "This is hilarious. They failed to properly supervise their own farms, and now they're blaming me? Hahaha..."

Having said that, she curled her lips into a smirk, looking at the energy ball gathering in Li Yang's distorted face, and said mockingly again, "What's wrong? Do you want to kill me? Do you want to be an enemy of us extradimensional beings? Didn't Lord Kiranbo teach you enough a lesson last time?" Recalling the terrifying power of that bizarre dream witch, Li Yang's distorted expression froze. He suppressed his anger and forced a smile. "Sorry, sorry, I lost control of my emotions for a moment and made you laugh."

"Hmph!" Ainengmina snorted coldly again, turned and left. "What happened to your farm has nothing to do with us. You'd better take care of it yourself."

"All I want is the energy of anger, but if you don't handle it well and delay the next offering to Lord Kiranbo, and if the quality of the dream isn't good, your life won't be long..."

"How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!!!" As the otherworldly female demon god departed, the gentle smile on Li Yang's face instantly turned into a terrifying distortion.

But then, the angry twist on his face was smoothed out again. He took a deep breath with a blank expression, and a terrifying dark purple flame erupted from his body!
"You ants, since you want to play... then I'll let you experience what true... despair is like!"

He stepped out of the palace, his body swelling and deforming wildly amidst the convergence of endless light and darkness!
A dark purple, malevolent light engulfed the sky, revealing a giant nearly 500 meters tall, resembling Ultraman Tiga, yet radiating filth and misfortune, with seemingly opposing forces of light and beauty simultaneously fused within him—

Ultraman Tiga, the Lord of Defiled Light, has descended upon the world!
The gem on his chest was no longer the brilliant blue of the Giant of Light, nor the pure black of the Dark Giant, but rather a filthy, sludge-like blackish-purple that shimmered with a sickly hue.

Those eyes, which should have been milky white, instead formed jet-black pupils due to the interplay of light and darkness, resembling human eyes and giving people a strong sense of unease about their artificiality.

Unlike the heroic and divine image that Tiga presented in performances in order to reap the light in the past, this is his complete form, full of a deformed distortion and a morbid sense of strangeness.

He coldly watched as dozens of powerful auras erupted from the Earth.

Looking at the enormous humanoid figure that coalesced in brilliant light, darkness, and lightning, possessing a godlike posture, and at the insignificant miniature Tiga, only 20 meters tall.

Sensing these auras, the Lord of the Filth of Light curled his lips, took a step out of the temple, and let himself fall freely toward the Earth below.

Since the beginning of his reign, he has been reaping and accumulating the vast amount of light and darkness stored in the Ultraman Tiga transformation system. This energy has begun to be mobilized, swirling around him and forming a murky, gray-black vortex.

"Behold! This is the power of God! You scum, you rats from the gutter, tremble in this glory! And then die!"

The sound, comparable to a nuclear explosion, transformed into a shockwave that spread across the entire Earth simultaneously, driven by energy, rolling across the sky like thunder, carrying an extreme arrogance.

"Rumble..."

With a power far exceeding that of a meteorite impact, the enormous and terrifying body, exceeding 500 meters in height, slammed heavily onto the ground below. The terrifying shockwave directly shattered the earth's crust, and the light of the nuclear explosion spread outward from the center of the impact at supersonic speed.

Below, more than forty Ebloon Cell Evolution Demons and 30 Dark Giants joined forces to resist.

However, they did not spare any resources to protect the land below.

They were prepared for the worst long before the final battle began.

Looking at that colossal being over 500 meters tall, all the warriors present clearly understood one thing: their current strength was probably insufficient to defeat it.

But should we just give up if we can't win?

People have long since reached their breaking point!

They could no longer tolerate the continued exploitation and deception of their fellow citizens.

In order to harvest light and darkness, the Lord of Defiled Light puts on a "performance" every 10 to 15 days.

Each performance involves the extermination of trillions of children in the farm using light energy conversion devices. Only a few hundred thousand survive this terrifying exploitation of their souls and life force, and are then discarded onto the earth as waste, waiting to be harvested for dark energy.

How many years has it been exactly? How many years has Earth been ruled?
How many of these children, who are rapidly cultivated and raised through artificial wombs, like livestock being brought to market, and who are forced to grow to the size of seven or eight years old in just a few months, have actually died?

Even Li Yang himself probably can't remember anymore.

Humanity needs hope, and captive children need to be saved.

Even if the power accumulated at this moment is insufficient, the liberation of humanity must be achieved first.

This point was made clear in a meeting held by the resistance fighters not long ago.

Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, those children who are connected by light, drifting into the subspace, and moving towards other parallel universes will all survive and be able to move towards a new tomorrow in a new world.

Many of the rebels who have begun to awaken their light, but have not yet truly grown up, will serve as guardians.

These warriors, whose strength has grown, will all guard this place, both for the final battle and to cover the rear.

Moreover... standing on the lava land, only 20 meters tall, Tiga, formed by the fusion of Rena and Daigo, clenched his fist tightly, and an inexhaustible stream of light was constantly surging from within his body, no matter how much he squeezed it.

This battle is not without a chance of victory!

Given enough time, and if the battle drags on long enough, all the warriors will experience explosive growth with an unlimited supply of energy!
(End of this chapter)