Global live stream of the containment of the aliens terrifies the alien fleet.

The moment the text appeared on the screen, the world was in an uproar.

"KETER-class! It really is KETER! We're doomed, Earth is really going to be wiped out!!"

"Don't panic! Look behind us—a parallel universe? It's been thrown into another world? Could it be... that even the main universe couldn't withstand its impact?"

"Witch Doctor? Why not Witch Doctor Shu? I've already prepared my cosplay!"

"The person upstairs is truly brave, I admire them!"

"A girl? Wait... could it be another living, breathing human girl?"

"What I fear even more is—if she lifts a finger, half of our universe would collapse!"

……

Various voices flooded the screen.

The term "parallel universe" is something humans have only heard of once.

Last time it was the KETER-level zombie virus that directly gnawed the entire primordial universe into ruins, causing angels to fall, demons to collapse, and civilization to vanish into thin air.

But that thing is at least a kind of "infectious agent," capable of biting, corrupting, and even infecting the bloodline of gods.

But now?

A living person whose name contains the character "woman" is disguised as a witch or demon?

Or rather—

Can a little girl really destroy the heavens with a single thought?

This... isn't that a bit too shocking?

Inside the special operations command post.

"Parallel universes... The only saving grace right now is that the Containment Council somehow managed to kick this thing into the next world. If it had set foot on our territory, we probably wouldn't even have had time to press the restart button!"

General Duao's gaze was somber, filled with mixed emotions.

He both respected and feared the shelter, yet couldn't help but secretly compete with it.

His plan to create a god was once his proudest trump card, but when faced with the Containment Association, it was as fragile as paper and easily torn apart.

"Parallel universe... Rose, are we really in another time and space?"

Glenn looked up at the sky, then looked down at Du Qiangwei beside him, his eyes full of inquiry.

after all--

In the previous zombie universe, Du Qiangwei was the sharpest ray of light torn through the darkness. And this time… in this parallel universe, how will she appear?

……

Devil One.

"The Containment Council... is truly terrifying! They actually managed to forcefully 'push' the bizarre into a parallel universe—this isn't just manipulating spacetime; it's practically carving itself up along the very spine of spacetime! Even dimensions themselves are probably trembling between their fingers!"

The Demon Queen Morgana felt a chill run down her spine, experiencing a profound sense of powerlessness for the first time.

She has been locked in a battle with the Holy Keisha for millennia, and has always disdained the so-called "gods," regarding all the known powers of the universe as mere dust.

But right now—

She was completely convinced by the shelter organization.

What can you use to confront a force that can split open parallel universes out of thin air?

It's like a primitive tribe charging at a nuclear-powered warship with stone axes, unable to even break the ripples of the enemy's shield.

The chasm is too deep, so deep it's suffocating.

Just how many mind-blowing methods does the Containment Council still have up its sleeve?

The Angel Legion.

"Sister Yan!"

As soon as the parallel universe projection appeared, all the angel ladies' fingertips trembled in unison.

Deep in my memory, the shadow of the zombie universe has not yet dissipated.

Those graceful and beautiful female angels have all been reduced to rotting, flesh-covered walking corpses.

Even Angel Yan herself had her consciousness devoured by the zombie virus, and collapsed in a pool of blood.

It is conceivable-

Once this door is opened, the entire universe's civilization may collapse instantly.

in other words:

The witch number 239, single-handedly, can trigger a cataclysmic disaster!

"One person... destroying an entire universe? That's absurd."

Angel Yan frowned slightly, a hint of disbelief flashing in her eyes.

The zombie virus is deadly because it grows, spreads, and cannot be stopped.

But this witch is all alone?

Even if someone is incredibly powerful, it would still take millions of years to traverse galaxies and destroy civilizations one by one.

Why create a parallel universe just for her?

Yan couldn't figure it out.

At least in the books she knew, even the Holy Queen Keisha could not have done it with such ease.

……

"He Xi, do you see that? The Containment Council has indeed mastered the ability to create dimensional universes—we are not the only ones, there are countless mirror worlds hidden behind us... No wonder Principal Kiran insisted on going to the end of time and space back then, perhaps at this moment, he is floating among the stardust of some strange universe."

Holy Keisha's voice rang out in the King-level communication channel, her tone revealing an unusual tremor.

"Hmm... Being able to breach dimensional barriers is far beyond the technological limits of our race. If we were to truly engage in warfare with the Containment Association, what would our chances of victory be? I dare not estimate."

He Xi sighed softly, a hint of worry appearing on her stunningly beautiful face.

Her concern was not for her own safety, but for the very lifeline of the entire angel civilization.

The power displayed by the Containment Society has surpassed that of angels.

Even if one were to draw upon the sacred treasure trove of knowledge, or even if one were to activate the Great Clock to calculate for ten thousand years, it would be impossible to carve out a dimensional rift.

The Containment Council, however, decisively cleaved open a new universe, solely for the purpose of 'keeping' danger under its control.

This immense power is infinitely close to the legendary realm of gods.

The Styx Galaxy.

A dark castle.

"The dimensional universe... Back then, in the zombie universe, I sacrificed my entire home planet to tear apart a singular reality. So now, in that mirrored world, who am I? That witch... can she really burn an entire universe single-handedly?"

Death, Karl, sat silently in the shadows, his thoughts churning like a surging tide.

The more you analyze the bizarre, the thicker the fog becomes, as if you are facing an abyss that devours logic.

[Project Description: The Mysterious 239 appears as an eight-year-old blonde girl, one meter tall and weighing twenty kilograms. Her pupils are a faintly shifting grayish-green, and multiple scans have confirmed that her pupils continuously emit radiation of an unknown frequency.]

[While seemingly harmless at low doses, high-energy radiation can tear apart the underlying structure of matter and directly target the particle core.]

[The Mysterious 239 possesses an almost instinctive power of "reality shaping"—the world is rewritten whenever she has a thought or believes something to be true. The saying "what the eye can see is what can be changed" is not a metaphor, but an ironclad rule.]

On the day of her birth, she unconsciously activated her abilities, instantly annihilating her parents and detonating the entire maternity ward building, melting even the steel bars into glass-like fragments in the rubble. She was subsequently placed under emergency care by the containment organization and spent eight years of her formative years under strict surveillance.

Subsequent observations confirmed that her will had completely broken free from the constraints of physical laws. For safety reasons, we initiated a permanent nerve inhibition program—but conventional instruments couldn't even pierce her skin; only the strangely crafted 148-type mind-blocking alloy could penetrate and maintain her sedation.

……

"Holy crap? What the hell is this? My eyes are trying to read, but my brain's on strike!"

"My head is buzzing; is it auditory hallucination or is a new brain region really growing?"

"Seeing something means you can change it? Thinking about it makes it happen? Are you kidding me! Doesn't that mean that with a single thought, mountains and rivers can turn back?"

"Eyes that can emit high-energy rays? Even Marvel wouldn't dare to make something like that up!"

"Oh my god! Please don't make me believe this!"

……

The entire internet was in an uproar, with the barrage of comments causing buffering issues. Most people found it absurd and outrageous, while a few felt a chill run down their spines.

Special operations team command center.

"If she can see it, she can change it... Does that mean... she can create things out of thin air, and her words can become law?"

General Duao's Adam's apple bobbed, his pupils contracted sharply, as if he were nailed to the spot.

"Nonsense, General! If you were really that capable, what would be the point of fighting? With a mere thought, the enemy would all turn into pigeons!"

Chuangzi slammed his fist on the table, his voice trembling.

"Then what's the point of living? Effort? Struggle? It's all a joke!"

Xinye slammed his fist on the edge of the control panel, his knuckles turning white.

"Dad... don't you think this witch girl's file is very similar to that sealed report from the 'God-Making Project' back then? It's the failed sample that Principal Kieran personally crossed out."

Du Qiangwei's fingertips trembled slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

"You mean... 'Fantasy Gene Warrior'? That's the sharpest blade in the plan, theoretically closer to the origin of the universe than Galactic Force Xiao Lun, but Kieran himself said: it only exists in the simulation model, and even the gene chain can't be pieced together."

General Duao shook his head violently, veins throbbing on his forehead.

Fantasy Genes —

Kieran's hypothesis: a primitive genetic code that can directly alter the logic of reality, where cause and effect are reversed by a single thought.

It's not some minor, trivial matter like altering one's own body.

Instead, it's about making the desert bloom, letting steel breathe, and letting yesterday start anew.

Even the wildest theoretical models are nowhere near as domineering as what's written on the screen.

If what the angel said is true, she doesn't need to cast spells, incantations, or even speak—

A single glance can extinguish the stars; a blink can alter the course of time.

These aren't human beings! They're living embers of creation!

The Angel Legion's base.

"That's louder than a supernova explosion! Has the Heavenly Curtain drunk too much starlight wine? Can you become a god just by wishing for everything? Queen Keisha's decrees have to be implemented in three steps!"

The angel gave a cold laugh, its wings fluttering slightly.

The previous bizarre projects at least teetered on the edge of common sense, but this file...?

It's like saying "an ant swallowed a black hole whole."

"But Sister Leng... the Sky Curtain has never crashed before. This time it even forcibly opened a parallel universe portal—what do you think it's after?"

Zhi Xin lowered her eyes and sighed softly, her wings of light quietly folding away.

In an instant, all the angel girls held their breath.

"As long as the parallel universes don't collapse, we here are as solid as a rock. We just hope... our counterparts over there don't cause a major disaster."

Angel Yan gazed at the sky, flames flickering deep within her golden eyes, as if burning away all hope.

……

[Once, a Class D agent accidentally slashed her wrist, and the thought that 'he shouldn't exist' flashed through her mind—that person instantly turned to dust. Three seconds later, her eyes reddened, and she silently murmured, 'Come back,' and that person was standing there again, even the worn creases on his sleeves were exactly the same.]

[In a conscious state, 239 does not have the concept of being 'defeated'.]

……

"Good heavens...this isn't human, it's a walking taboo!"

"He vanished into thin air? And then, because of a single thought of hers, he was brought back to life? This...this is simply the work of a creator who has opened the heavens and the earth!"

"Oh my god, someone pinch me so I can make sure I'm not dreaming!"

"My God! I swear, this is something no mortal could ever achieve!"

"My brain is about to explode! Someone help me out!!"

……

"He Xi, did you see that? The Sky Screen just displayed some new information..."

Holy Keisha frowned, her expression so solemn it bordered on murderous.

"A more thorough rewriting of the rules than Zhao Zena's—not a distortion, but a complete rewrite; not interference, but a definition. This is... the true 'Omnipotentiary God'!"

Keisha's voice was slightly hoarse, with a slight tremor at the end.

As one of the two kings of the Angelic Civilization, she knew better than anyone that the Heavenly Curtain never lied.

Omnipotent God!

The word itself is like a bolt of lightning striking common sense.

But it just so happens to be lying neatly in the records of the shelter, nailed to an iron cage.

An organization that can imprison even gods—this organization itself is probably the real abyss.

"So... the emergency activation of the parallel universe was to avoid what happened today? I just hope... we on the other side don't fall too badly under His nose."

Holy Keisha twitched the corners of her mouth, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Having ruled the angelic throne for tens of thousands of years, this was the first time she had ever experienced sweaty palms.

Until the battle in the zombie universe—

That enhanced version of myself, which was clearly stronger, faster, and sharper, was still crushed and forced to retreat step by step, and finally self-destructed the galaxy just to hold back the march of destruction.

So what about now?

Faced with this omnipotentiary god who can erase even "possibility" at will... can they still wield their swords?

"Keisha! Wait! Look at Strange 148—that's it! That thing is the real key to subduing the Witch Demoness!"

He Xi suddenly shouted.

Holy Keisha's pupils contracted sharply, a cold glint flashing in them, but reality remained as cold as iron: they could not tear open the cosmic membrane, and could only clench their fists, standing on the shore, gazing into the distance.