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The next moment, with Death God Karl at the center, the entire world was completely rewritten by the rules of order, becoming a separate fragment that was incompatible with the spacetime of this universe.

Everything became like a dream, turning into bubbles.

To outsiders, however, it appeared that when the great hand of God fell, everything there was wiped away, leaving behind a void in the universe.

At least in Keisha's eyes, this was true of Karl and all of spacetime in which he was.

It became a void of nothingness.

This sent a chill down the spine of the high and mighty Queen of Gods and Angels.

Because of Morgana, Keisha guessed that Karl was up to something again.

Although she had said before Sunday that angels should not interfere in Earth or matters concerning demons there, Keisha still decided to come to the Dark Nebula to question Karl in person.

As the queen of the gods, she has the qualifications and strength to do so.

Even though Death God Karl is very unpredictable and should not be underestimated...

She had only just arrived at the River Styx when she unexpectedly witnessed this scene.

Looking at the enormous projection of the sun god before me.

The Sunday she saw now was completely different from the one she had seen before. Now he seemed more like the embodiment of the One God, or perhaps He was a part of the One.

"Your Majesty on Sunday..."

Keisha set aside her pride and arrogance as the Queen of Angels, and bowed to the messenger who had transformed into Harmony and Order.

Keisha already had a slight inclination towards the righteous order returning to the Taiyi order when faced with the choice given on Sunday, and now she is even more certain of it.

If it were a different choice, it would probably be the Angel Nebula that would be erased now, and his own Mero Heavenly Court.

On Sunday, I glanced at Keisha. Although I was surprised that she was in the Dark Nebula, I didn't ask any questions.

At this moment, he was concerned about something else: the large clock.

That thing seems to have done something.

"Your Majesty, is Death God Karl... dead?"

Keisha knew everything about Morgana and everything about Karl's appearance on Earth.

She was able to keep up with the news through Angel Chase's live stream, even though she wasn't on Earth.

Unexpectedly, Sunday's power was so terrifying that it appeared in Karl's lair in the blink of an eye and wiped out Karl's hometown with a single blow.

If it were just a matter of teleportation and the destruction of a star field, Keisha could actually do it. She could simply use a celestial computer or a spacetime wormhole and then detonate a star to achieve a similar effect.

But something as smooth as Sunday, or even the ability to rewrite the rules of the universe, is completely impossible.

Even astronomical computers cannot calculate how He did it.

But now Keisha is more interested in what will happen to Karl.

Although Keisha never gave Karl a second glance, she couldn't deny that this guy was extraordinary, absolutely the most powerful in the known universe.

"The Big Clock..."

He did not give Keisha a clear answer on Sunday, because he was not 100% sure either.

Just now, on Sunday, when the rules of order were being rewritten in this star field, a strange change occurred with Karl.

Although the rules here have been successfully rewritten, Karl... may not have been completely erased. Rather, the interference of the Great Clock allowed him to undergo some changes, becoming a variable.

"A big clock?"

This answer made Keisha thoughtful. Could it be that Karl used the large clock to escape?

But how is this possible.

Although the Great Clock is the greatest celestial computer in the known universe, its sacred treasure trove of knowledge is not far behind it.

Or perhaps Karl did something else with the large clock later.

"The order is unchangeable, and this world will surely become the paradise that all living beings dream of."

Although Karl's situation has changed slightly and has not been completely rewritten, in His view, it is meaningless!

Because the outcome was already predetermined, no matter how much one struggles, one cannot escape the rules of order.

In the end, this universe will inevitably transform into the paradise he and his sister dreamed of, just as he had planned.

All evil and tyranny will inevitably be restrained by order, and this cannot be changed.

At the same time, God also noticed that other forces in the universe were watching Him, staring at Him with fear, curiosity, worship, and greed.

Because what He demonstrated was so different from the genetic engineering evolutionary path of the masses in this universe.

Instead of stopping these gazes, God became the conductor of the crowd's voices at that moment.

"Then let this harmonious melody of order from beyond the heavens guide all things back to stability and order..."

I made a decision on Sunday that felt like I could go further.

He played that sacred relic of order, the last record player of order, and broadcast that divine celestial sound to all the galaxies covered by order.

This undoubtedly further stimulated the rules of order, making the destiny of order more active in this universe. Even though there is no true Star God of Order, the divine power of the Star God has been displayed.

One hundred and seventy-three hundred and thirty-six planets became part of a chorus, shimmering with the musical notes. On Sunday, God held a baton resembling a celestial conductor, guiding the orderly notes to present a unified and rhythmic performance.

As the Order Chronicle played, then the Sunday-transformed choir sang with the divine power of the Order of the Celestial Choir.

A varied sound was squeezed out from between the lips and teeth, like a fog covering the ears of all living beings, containing hundreds of millions of modal intervals, which were impossible to hear clearly.

Only a very few believers of order heard His voice clearly. It was the harmonious roar of the imperial weapons, which radiated like light from these people, and then... they successfully embarked on the path of order.

No one knows how much time passed, but by the time people came to their senses, the projection of the Sun God in the dark galaxy had already disappeared.

Or perhaps that star field has been rewritten by the rules of order, becoming a void in the eyes of others, as if it had never existed.

...

Return to Earth.

The calamity of evil has been wiped away by order.

Faced with the command of that order, the choir, the embodiment of God, resounds on God's Sunday. The believers of order become even more fervent, singing together the hymns of that heavenly choir.

However, at this moment, the students of Super God Academy felt their hearts sink to the bottom when faced with such an existence.

His appearance did indeed stop the demon's calamity, wipe away the harm of Death Karl, and seemingly protect the earth well.

Because of the protection of "order," all disasters on Earth are restrained, and the planet's civilization can be built at an unprecedentedly high efficiency.

Conversely, isn't "order" actually a greater danger?

Look at the extent to which Earth's civilization has been eroded by "order" now.

In Ducao's eyes, this so-called "order" is an even bigger intruder!

However, He was more selfish, using the name of order to drive out the other intruders and make Himself the only one.

Just like a certain monotheistic religion!

The so-called rules of order are set by "order/one person/Sunday," leaving no room for others to choose; this is a kind of God's dictatorship over the world.

Of course, it's not just Ducati; many people see Sundays as the same.

After all, the one "wearing the royal ring" is not a king, but a lord.

One may be selfless, the other may be selfish.

Many people believe that Sunday is definitely not a king; he does not have the mindset of a king.

The king grants permission, the king bears the burden, the king takes responsibility for the entire world—this is the awareness that even Gilgamesh possesses.

The so-called "martyrdom" on Sunday is about transforming oneself into the "sun of order," defining the rules of paradise by one's will, and constructing one's own ideal state.

The Lord's mercy is proud.

Examine the world, judge heretics!

……

"The tide has turned."

The power of the messenger was concealed, and Sunday returned to its original state.

This time, the sound of order resonated once again, further refining his already nearly complete plan. At least the entire Crimson Crow Star System, along with the surrounding areas, was completely eroded and rewritten by the rules of order.

This means the foundation of the amusement park has been laid!

At this moment, the stage is almost set up, and the final show is about to begin.

The entire universe's civilizations and powers were gathered together for a grand celebration of harmony, with even the celestial god of harmony joining in the festivities.

As for Sunday, being the child of order, wouldn't it be too risky to allow the Harmonious Hipe, who devours order, to appear?

This Sunday was already considered, but without the support of the Star God, how can it be considered a grand event?

Moreover, he also needs Hippie's strength.

Even when following the path of order, harmony is never excluded.

The choir, too, is a messenger of Hippie!

Although it was originally related to order...

Furthermore, he was already prepared; Hipper wouldn't do anything to him. And his sister, Robin, might be able to become his confidante in one fell swoop.

After all, it's such a grand and magnificent music festival, and it's in this unknown other world that it's meant to promote the idea of ​​harmony. It would be too stingy of Hipe not to show some appreciation.

That would really make his sister abandon Tongxie too!

Let's step into order together...

Taking all this into account, Sunday no longer hesitated. Things still needed to be arranged properly. Next, he would turn Earth into another reality and an alternate dimension version of Pinocchio.

Of course, this requires the use of the power of order, harmony, and even the stellar core.

However, preparations for this have been underway since Sunday, using the rules of order to erode and rewrite reality, all for the sake of this Earth version of "Pinocchio".

By now, the fate of order has become completely active, though not to the point of resurrecting Taiyi, it is still extremely exaggerated. Then again, he has no intention of resurrecting Taiyi.

Instead, it becomes a new order...

Having fully inherited Taiyi's legacy, and further expanded and activated the order of destiny in this universe, Sunday's power has surpassed that of the Commander.