Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 248 Confronting the End of All Things, Erasing Everything from the Root of "Existence"

This state lasted for what seemed like an eternity, yet also like a fleeting moment.

When his senses returned, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes. His originally dark eyes were now tinged with an icy blue halo. Upon closer inspection, one could see extremely fine black cracks constantly forming and healing deep within his pupils.

He gazed at the boundless starry sea constructed by the system, the Demon of Death Perception trying to capture any trace of "death".

But, nothing.

This sea of ​​stars is so pure it's breathtaking. There are no dead ends, no dead points, and no concept of "end." Every star is like a specimen frozen in time, showing neither the thrill of birth nor the sign of extinction.

"Sure enough."

Ye Xuan was not surprised.

The fishing space within the system is a realm that transcends common sense; its very existence may supersede the rules of "life and death."

Even if the optimized Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can be enhanced by luck to forcibly understand things like "death" that are otherwise incomprehensible, even abstract things like the future or concepts.

But such trickery is meaningless in the face of a system.

Even if it were possible, the amount of luck required to witness the "death" of a fishing space would be an unimaginable figure.

Even if all the fortunes of all living beings in the myriad realms were gathered together, it might not be enough.

Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze, his consciousness slowly withdrawing from the fishing space; when he opened his eyes again, the scene before him suddenly changed drastically.

The wooden pillars of the pavilion were covered with spiderweb-like dead lines, the stone table surface was covered with fine cracks, and even the dust floating in the air was entangled with countless dark gray threads.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in a huge net woven from "death," with those dense lines and dots almost filling his entire field of vision.

He subconsciously raised his hand, his fingertips tracing the most obvious dead line on the pavilion pillar.

"laugh--"

There was no sound, no vibration.

But the scratch on the pillar looked as if it had weathered over millions of years; the wood grain decayed and peeled away in an instant, turning into fine powder that scattered in the wind.

Even more strangely, no new cross-sections were formed at the damaged area, as if the pillar "was meant to decay here."

Ye Xuan's gaze shifted to the blooming flowerbed outside the pavilion.

The beautiful flowers presented a completely different scene to him; each petal was wrapped with a fine, dead line, and the center of the stamen was filled with a dead spot the size of a pinhead.

These symbols of "the end" stand out starkly against the backdrop of vibrant colors.

He stood up and reached out to lightly touch a rose. Before his fingertips even touched the solid flower, the dead lines began to tremble slightly.

If he wanted, he could simply wipe away the morning dew and let the flower go from "existence" to "death".

The clouds in the sky were also covered with crack-like dead lines and dead spots, and even the sunlight that should have pierced through them appeared as dead lines and dead spots in Ye Xuan's eyes.

The solid ground beneath their feet had also transformed into a grid woven from countless dead lines.

It was as if the whole world had become a fragile glass artifact, and he didn't even need any external force; with just a gentle touch, he could shatter this seemingly solid world.

"Is this the power of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception in reality?"

Ye Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

Although he knew the power of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, and even that he himself possessed the ability to disregard most of the powerful beings in the Type-Moon universe, experiencing the perspective of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception firsthand gave him the feeling that nothing was invincible.

It's no wonder that Ryougi Shiki could say something like, "I'll kill anything that's alive, even if it's a god." When a person can face the end of all things, "killing a god" is naturally no longer an impossible thing.

Moreover, it's not just living things.

His gaze pierced through the void, capturing those existences that ordinary people could never perceive amidst countless intertwined death lines and dead points. The spiritual energy floating in the air was also entwined with death lines as thin as gossamer threads, with imperceptible dead points suspended in the center.

Ye Xuan slowly raised his hand, his fingertip precisely pointing at the dead spot of one of the spiritual energy particles.

In an instant, the spiritual particle vanished completely from the world as if it had never existed, its very existence erased from its very source.

Ye Xuan slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his pupils, which had been shimmering with an icy blue halo, had returned to normal. The world had become "complete" again, and everything had returned to its most ordinary state.

"What a terrifying ability."

He sighed softly, then traced the path of the dead line in his memory across the petals with his finger, only to touch the soft surface of the petals.

If you gently tap the spot in the air where the spiritual energy was previously dead, there is no longer any sign of the spiritual energy "dying".

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception sees death lines and dead points on everything; these are the reflections of the "death" of things in the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

Activating the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception and not activating them will produce drastically different effects when attacking the location of the death line with the same action and the same force: the former can sever existence itself, while the latter is just a normal touch.

As Ye Xuan was pondering the characteristics of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, he suddenly heard footsteps. He turned around and saw Growlithe and Kirin cautiously approaching him, with a hint of fear still lingering in their eyes.

Although Growlithe was wagging its tail, it was noticeably more cautious than usual, occasionally letting out a few uneasy "woof woof" sounds. The little Qilin was even more exaggerated; it hid behind Growlithe, only showing half of its head, making weak "whimpering" sounds, and its four short legs were trembling slightly.

"What? Did I scare you?"

Ye Xuan crouched down and reached out his hands to them. The two little guys rushed over as if relieved. The Growlithe jumped into his arms, rubbing its fluffy head against his chest and wagging its tail like a little motor.

The little Qilin became even more excited. It jumped onto Ye Xuan's shoulder, rubbing its wet nose against his cheek and whimpering pitifully, as if recounting its terrible experience.

Ye Xuan chuckled and rubbed their heads, only then realizing how much the "Mystic Eyes of Death Perception" affected living beings.

Even though he meant no harm at the time, the aura that confronted the very nature of "death" still instilled a sense of instinctive fear in the two perceptive little ones.

Especially the little Qilin, as an auspicious beast, its sensitivity to "death" far exceeds that of ordinary life; just now, when Ye Xuan activated the "Mystic Eyes of Death Perception", it probably sensed a strong "death" from Ye Xuan, which is why it was so uneasy.

"It's just a skill."

Ye Xuan patted the little Qilin reassuringly, and the little guy slowly calmed down, but still clung tightly to his collar and refused to let go.

The Growlithe recovered quickly and has already started excitedly licking his fingers.

Ye Xuan took the little Qilin off his shoulder and placed it next to the Growlithe.

How come I never noticed before that this guy is so clingy?

Did you learn that from Growlithe?

"Go on having fun, I need to go out for a bit."

"Keep an eye on the door."

He rubbed their heads and said.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The Growlithe immediately puffed out its chest and barked proudly twice, while the little Qilin nodded and rubbed its head against Ye Xuan's palm.

After standing up, Ye Xuan felt the guidance that suddenly surged in his heart.

Although the essence of the "Mystic Eyes of Death Perception" is very high, his accumulated "luck" has not been depleted at all, which once again confirms his guess that neither the Great Fortune Gu nor the status of the [Child of the World] can affect the system's fishing.

However, it can be used to obtain treasures from all the heavens in reality.

The only thing that surprised him was that this guidance pointed to the outside world; it seemed to be something he had never collected before.

I just don't know what kind of celestial treasure it is.

The streets of Hangzhou were bustling with people. The calm after the end of the spiritual energy tide had restored the city to its former vitality.

Suddenly, a young couple stopped in their tracks.

The girl instinctively gripped her boyfriend's arm, and both of them stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief. Their unusual behavior quickly attracted the attention of those around them, who followed their gaze. Soon after, the entire street seemed to freeze in place, with everyone stopping in their tracks.

In the middle of the street, a tall figure was walking slowly forward.

Short blonde hair, oversized sunglasses, a pink feather coat swaying gently with her steps, and bulging calf muscles peeking out from under her cropped trousers.

If that were all, not so many people would be surprised.

Although this outfit is uncommon, and could even be described as exaggerated, it is not impossible in theory.

Moreover, since there's an anime character with this kind of makeup, it's understandable if it's for cosplay.

But the premise is that it's cosplay!
They were certain this guy was definitely not cosplaying!

why?
Have you ever seen a cosplayer who is at least a meter taller than you? They must be at least three meters tall.

Are there any humans that tall?

"This...this must be a dimensional being."

Such a difference in height from that of humans is something almost everyone is certain of, with the only exception being that the other person might be a superhuman, and specifically a superhuman with "height, build" or similar abilities.

But the oppressive feeling emanating from his every move, and the dangerous aura that emanated from his very bones.

They clearly believed this guy was a dimensional being more likely than someone with superpowers!
Don Quixote Doflamingo

In the crowd, a young man wearing glasses subconsciously uttered the name. His voice was soft, yet it was like a pebble thrown into calm water, creating ripples on the street.

The next second, the tall figure suddenly disappeared.

“Fufufufufu”

The signature laugh rang in the bespectacled man's ears. He looked up in horror and found that Doflamingo was standing in front of him at some point, his three-meter-tall figure casting a shadow that completely enveloped him.

The sunglasses reflected a cold light, making it impossible for him to see the other person's expression.

"It seems something interesting has happened to me."

Doflamingo bent down, his pink feather coat swaying gently with the movement. He tilted his head, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"Boy, do you know me?"

(End of this chapter)