Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

The writer was silent for a moment, seemingly recalling the snippets of information he had gleaned from authority.

Finally, He responded dryly:

[No one knows, and no god would know.]

Although my authority is inherited from a portion of the Omniscient, even the Omniscient God does not truly understand the Supreme Being.

Because He has been asleep.

Even no god knows whether He was born before Eternity.

From the moment the concepts of God and the subspace came into existence, He has already existed.

Perhaps there is no creature more ancient than Him.

The writing paused for a moment, and the tone suddenly became somewhat complicated:

[You don't know, nobody knows, it's said to be even older than the existence of space itself.]

He is the ancestor of all gods, the father of all gods, and the source of everything.

At this point, the god of writing inexplicably shivered.

Hmm... let's not talk about Him.

I'm a little worried that He might sense it.

The Twin Stars of Flame scoffed disdainfully:

【ha?】

[In this void?]

Is it really that exaggerated?

Sudden.

A gentle voice, without warning, simultaneously resounded in the minds of the two deities:

Yes, bro.

【some】

Twin Gods: "(ΩДΩ)?!"

The two gods froze.

Then he showed an expression of extreme disbelief and terror.

[To, the highest—?!]

The Twin Stars instinctively wanted to escape.

however.

Before He could even take a step.

His body seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

The Flame Twins were horrified to discover this.

His divine body was uncontrollably caved inward, taking on an extremely strange and irregular shape.

It's like a lump of clay that's been kneaded haphazardly.

He only had time to let out a sharp, explosive sound:

Wait a minute...

"Bang!"

Followed by.

The whole thing exploded.

There was no room for resistance, and they didn't even have time to let out a proper scream.

His body transformed into pure divine light.

Like countless brilliant sparks, they scattered and exploded in this pitch-black void.

The fall of a god has a great impact.

The energy it releases is insignificant compared to even the explosion of a supernova in the real universe.

But the void is simply too vast and too boundless.

Using nothingness as a frame of reference.

His fall was like a tiny firework blooming in the deep sea.

fleeting.

The god of writing was completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the dissipating flame, his mind a complete blank.

The Flame Twins, who were just talking to themselves a moment ago and have survived for hundreds of epochs...

That's it? Gone just like that?

So abrupt.

It's that simple.

Even He had no idea what had happened.

The Twin Stars of Fire were already dead.

A dazzling, crystalline divine essence floated silently in the void.

The divine head was wreathed in flames, radiating an extremely alluring glow.

【oh?】

That leisurely voice rang out again, tinged with mockery.

Instead of running away, they stayed put.

It seems you're quite perceptive.

The god of writing shuddered and finally came to his senses.

"Snapped!"

Without saying a word, He knelt down before that great being.

He prostrated himself, his posture extremely humble.

【O Great Supreme One!】

I am your most humble servant! I am a deceived lamb!

All of this is the deception of the god of wisdom! I never intended to blaspheme Your glory!

[I just... I just really wanted to improve!]

The god of writing knelt in the void, trembling.

He knew perfectly well.

escape?

There is no way to escape.

The Twin Stars of Flame died so swiftly and cleanly, without even a chance to resist.

This shows that before the Most High God, they are like fish on a chopping board.

The only way to survive is through prayer.

Pray for the mercy of the Most High God, pray that He will let me go like a fart.

【Great and merciful God, please forgive me!】

I am willing to offer you everything! My authority! My followers! All of it!

Where does wisdom lie?

Ye Ren's voice was cold and direct, without any unnecessary words.

The god of writing is about to cry.

How could He know!

He was just a lower-level god who had been tricked into coming. The God of Wisdom was one of the main gods. How could such a great figure tell a cannon fodder like Him his whereabouts?

I...I don't know...

[Wisdom...no, that bitch didn't tell me!]

Ye Ren: [...]

Ye Ren: [Don't say I didn't give you a chance]

Ye Ren: [If you guess right what I'm thinking right now, I'll let you live.]

The god of writing looked despairing.

What kind of question is this?

Trying to guess the thoughts of the supreme god?

What's the difference between this and simply letting Him die?

[The supreme being...]

[This humble writing begs for your mercy...]

Ye Ren smiled.

You guessed wrong.

"Smack!"

Another soft sound.

Another dazzling firework exploded in the void.

The god of writing followed in the footsteps of the twin stars of fire, transforming into countless points of light.

The divine status of writing and the divine status of the twin stars of fire.

Two non-physical crystals, entwined with power, floated silently in the void, like two lonely stars.

[Materials for carved lamp +2]

Ye Ren's whiskers curled up two divine cores, and he continued to probe into the depths of nothingness.

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Within subspace.

The atmosphere became even more tense than before.

The remaining gods, like frightened quails, shrank their necks, looked at each other, and didn't dare to even breathe loudly.

What a coward.

I have no choice but to back down.

Because from everyone's perspective.

All that could be seen was Ye Ren's indescribable whiskers, which effortlessly broke through the seemingly indestructible dimensional barrier.

Then, he fiddled with things in the void.

Immediately afterwards, he did it like scooping out an egg.

He took out two divine sparks, each wrapped with the power of laws and radiating a dazzling light.

Does anyone in the family understand this?

There's a surprise inside if you take a look.

The gods: "(ΩДΩ)..."

The moment I saw the divine essence.

Even high-ranking gods like Nurgle and Pleasure couldn't help but shudder in unison.

I'm about to cry.jpg

After all, that's a godhood!

It is the foundation of the gods, the source of their power, and the very basis of their existence!

Ye Ren treated it like trash, casually picking it up and handling it like a walnut.

The impact of facing God was truly immense.

The child is still young.

I can't stand seeing these things; I'll have nightmares at night.

The omniscient god broke the silence at the opportune moment, His unique and obsequious voice drifting through the warp:

The Twin Stars of Flame and the God of Writing, having betrayed the Great and Supreme Ruler, have fallen!

[Highest praise! Reversing the tide!]

This is what happens to traitors; have you all seen it?

After saying that, He kept shaking His tentacles in Ye Ren's direction.

That fawning, obsequious face.

This perfectly illustrates what it means to be even more of a lackey than the most loyal lapdog.