Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 278 God is dead, on the road to the world of death

at the same time.

In the palace of the goddess of fate, Fortuna sat on a bench, elegantly crossing her legs, looking at a disheveled woman in the palm of her destiny.

“Ananke, you guessed right. I won’t kill you, not because you have a 100% compatibility with fate, but because twisting your personality will turn you into my most loyal subordinate.”

"I don't need an enemy who could wake up at any moment as my subordinate. I'm going to torture you to death!"

Ananke did not actually die; she was merely hiding among the dead.

Now that Fortuna has control over three destinies, she can naturally manipulate Ananke.

"Because those who have been dead for too long cannot be resurrected, and Moira has already been killed by you, do you think you can die so easily?"

An infinite divine power of death and destiny swirled around her palm.

“Ananke, I will twist your life; you will have various identities.”

"You will have a happy and fulfilling first half of each of your identities, but you will encounter the greatest misfortune at the peak of happiness and die in despair in your old age."

And you

"They will be resurrected, and in countless lifetimes of tragic deaths, they will never reach the truth of death!"

"This is the fate I've ordained for you!"

"You will suffer the curse of fate for all eternity!"

The myth of "The Death of Ananke" was recorded in later generations.

Legend has it that Ananko committed a crime and was punished by having an extremely happy first half of her life, but an extremely unfortunate second half, and she could only fight against endless misfortune.

With the blessing of fate, she will never die!

After tormenting Ananke, Fortuna looked at the world of death, as if shrouded in mist. "I dare not explore further. I wonder when God will have time to accompany me to see it."

The fate of death is too mysterious.

"Furthermore, my resurrection can only resurrect those who are lost in the shallows of the world. Once too much time has passed, they will die completely. That's how Moira died."

"What if we add immortal divine power to that?"

"Can the deceased lock in their state of annihilation, significantly increasing the time it takes for me to retrieve them?"

"In this way, the tragedy of Moira will never happen again."

"Even if someone has been dead for a long time, I can still bring them out. And after this order of death is established, I can even bring out heroes who have been dead for a long time."

She began to feel an urgent desire to perfect the perfect world she had created.

Once the death order of this magical world is perfected, every person who dies will be locked in an immortal state, becoming a long-lived undead.

Death will no longer be an eternal sleep!
The true underworld may finally emerge.
Therefore, for Fortuna, the world of death is a completely new wasteland with incredible potential.

Let's look at it from another angle.

"If we continue developing the world of death in this way, will the next Trial of the Gods produce divine artifacts of the [Death] series? Will this world of death finally have its own God of Death?"

The more she thought about it, the more interesting it seemed.

Just then, she suddenly witnessed a dramatic shift in the trajectory of her destiny.

She saw an endless future of destruction.

Ragnarok, the gods fell, and all things returned to silence.

Regardless of the timeline, she saw a despairing dark age, a bubbling, transparent bubble that was eroding the entire world and reducing everything to oneness.
"What is that? What is destroying our magical world?"

Fortuna felt the deepest fear within it, and she kept searching for the source, but nothing came of it.

It seems that some force at the source is blocking the exploration of fate.

"Only fate can defy fate. In other words, this thing is related to God? Is it the source of God's destruction?"

She didn't know that God was conducting an experiment here, creating an indestructible, rice-grain-sized chaos that would eventually expand and destroy the world.

But the next second.

She stood up abruptly, shocked.
"Wait, the doomed future of the magical world just vanished like that? What did God do?"

What God did was very simple: he simply took the culprit destined to destroy the magical world—chaos—out of this world.

"As expected, chaos can also be created in the magical world."

"But this chaotic entity, the size of a grain of rice, cannot remain here; it must be sent back to the immortal world next door."

Anyway, a lot of lice don't itch, and a lot of debts don't worry. The neighbor next door already has wontons, so sending one more wonton over won't be a problem.

However, before that, Liu Jun had to do another test. He slowly looked up at the starry sky.

Wow!
He suddenly took a step forward.

Stepping beyond the boundless, dark starry sky, looking down at the vast starry continent beneath my feet, and then looking up at the brilliant Milky Way above.

A single chaotic particle was thus released.

"Can it exist stably here?"

Liu Jun quietly observed this world-destroying contraption. "Judging from this, it can even spread to the real universe and lead to its destruction."

Liu Jun thought for a moment and realized that if this particle of chaos were placed here, it would probably take many years for the universe to be eroded by chaos and transformed into a true sea of ​​chaos.

This belongs to...
God sent down a great flood.

Just like the great flood of the Immortal Era, perhaps only a new spirit world—the Mushroom Soup World—remains, drifting endlessly on the Chaos Sea.

Of course, there may be other civilizations struggling in the ocean, slowing down their own demise.

This chaotic calamity can destroy the universe, reducing it to nothingness, turning it into a chaotic sea of ​​countless worlds floating in the sky.

Just thinking about it is a bit exciting.

"Isn't this just God's Great Flood, or a civilization that has reduced the dimensions of the world to zero?"

Liu Jun smiled wryly, feeling that the divine objects these days were becoming increasingly bizarre.

"But saying it is one thing, doing it is another."

He reached out and placed that wisp of chaos back into the world of immortals.

"Before I can control the chaos, what's the difference between this and destroying the universe? Sure enough, each divine calamity only grows stronger and the crisis becomes greater."

A deep sense of crisis once again gripped Liu Jun's heart.

The appearance of every divine object signifies both opportunity and danger. If the variable of chaos cannot be controlled, it will bring great trouble!
the other side.

News came from Chaos, which Xu Changsheng had sent men to keep an eye on:

"This is bad! Chaos has inexplicably increased by 20% in area. According to predictions, our world is only 40 years away from destruction."

Xu Changsheng was happily researching how to break through to the sixth level when he heard this, and his mind went completely blank.

God, where have you been conducting experiments this time?
After the experiment, the new chaotic particle was taken away, which increased the pressure on our side. What's going on?

I'm under so much pressure!

"No, no, I have to speed up my research on the sixth tier!"

"If we can't resolve the chaos, at least we can take the Spirit Realm and hide in the sea of ​​stars!"

Xu Changsheng felt immense pressure.

It seems that nothing good has happened since God appeared. The Great Flood cleansed the evil people of the world, destroying and rebuilding, which he can understand.

But before the disaster of the great flood had subsided, God hastened new calamities.

Liu Jun ignored Xu Changsheng's complaints.

Chaos testing is still necessary.

If you don't try to create it in the magical world next door, how will you know that you can actually create a piece of chaos with your bare hands without the blessing of this chaotic artifact?
It turns out.

Chaos can produce seeds anywhere.

Unaffected by the chaotic divine objects of the immortal world.

After several tests, Liu Jun gained a deeper understanding of chaos and began to think about how to deal with it.

If the world of immortals isn't dealt with, it will become a chaotic mess in the future. Is that acceptable?
My own mushroom soup ruined a whole mushroom garden's space.

Furthermore, it cannot be allowed to wreak havoc on the entire universe in reality; it must instead be kept within its own nutrient-rich environment to withstand the chaos and forcibly contain the catastrophe.

I can only say that if I don't go to hell, who will?

I have no choice but to sacrifice the immortal world to save the entire universe.

Just then, the goddess of fortune visited.

The bell at the door was rung, and several little angels welcomed us inside.

Fortuna entered the room and looked around, seemingly searching for traces of chaos.

"What are you looking at?" God pretended not to know.

After her search proved fruitless, Fortuna said to God, "I have almost finished dealing with the new order of the whole world. When shall we explore that world of death?"

Fearing God might disagree, she listed all the benefits.

For example, they could ask immortal deities to help them explore this world of death, and with the blessing of other deities, extend the lifespan of the deceased after death, allowing her resurrection spell to undergo an epic evolution.

For example, it might be possible to brew a mushroom soup that's considered "deadly".

"Death?" God pondered, suddenly realizing that it was indeed feasible.

The Death Series is clearly not something that can be easily created!

Otherwise, with so many people dying in that era, it would have appeared long ago.

It is also thanks to the fate of death that we are forced to touch upon death, and perhaps this leads to the birth of the god of death.

Besides, chaos is so terrifying. The world of death might just be a refuge for us.
Can we hide inside and escape the primordial chaos that will unify all things?
The more Liu Jun thought about it, the more he felt he had a chance.

“Fine, I’ll go with you then.” God stood up. “But before that, we need to make some small preparations.”

"What should we prepare?" asked the goddess of fate.

"Go find a group of people who are about to die by looking into the future of fate."

God said, “Gather these dead people together and let them accompany us into the world of death; they will be the vanguard.”

Liu Jun is not a saint either.

Even the dead have their uses.

Since they're already dead, what does it matter if they become strikers?
Who knows, you might even get some opportunities and change your fate.

"I understand." The goddess of fate immediately ran off to make preparations.

Half a day later, a thousand cultivators who were about to die at the same time were gathered together.

In the very next second, they died instantly, along with God and the goddess of fate.

With the fall of the two supreme beings on earth, the entire magical world suddenly underwent a cataclysmic change.

A torrential downpour fell from the sky, as if some supreme deity had departed from the world. The people felt an instinctive sorrow, sensing that something was leaving them.

Fate has spiraled out of control.

The mystery has vanished.

"what happened?!"

Countless people were shocked as they experienced the world, feeling as if their destiny had lost its source and the mysterious power had vanished.

Fate dissipates.

God is dead.

Two terrifying thoughts surfaced in everyone's minds.

What kind of enemy did they encounter? And what kind of monster killed these two supreme beings who had traversed the current mythological and epic era?
They are immortal deities; perhaps only that one being from the most ancient times had the chance to instantly kill these two.
Oh oh oh!
Countless believers knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

With the fall of the mysterious God and the goddess of fate, an unknown gloom hangs over everyone's hearts.

Just then, Baal, the god of magic, finally stepped forward and said, “Gentlemen, for these two ultimate gods, death is not their end, but rather a new beginning.”

"God and the goddess of fate have simply embarked on an unknown journey."

"They will eventually return, resurrected in the graveyard of the dead, and open their eyes anew on this land of the living."

"And in the years since they passed away, all we can do is wait patiently."

Before God and the goddess of fate died, they left this land with enough mystery and destiny to sustain the world for a considerable period of time.

(End of this chapter)