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A group of angelic young ladies huddled together, chattering amongst themselves, each of their delicate faces etched with unease.

239 has long exceeded the scope of "powerful".

Only one word remains—weird!

"The bizarre 239... is simply impossible to contain. No wonder Dr. Clef of the Containment Council was willing to destroy himself to eliminate her. If this thing were to break free, it would be a catastrophe; and the world hasn't collapsed yet... simply because 239's cognitive boundaries are too narrow, she can't even imagine a more terrifying scenario."

The Holy Right Wing's face turned pale, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Angel Yan bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes staring straight at the sky, her throat bobbing, but she couldn't utter a single word.

My mind was in turmoil.

Too bad!

It was so ruthless that it sent chills down her spine—like an ant looking up at a volcano, even if it trained for another 100,000 years, it still couldn't break through that inch of lava.

"Does such a thing truly exist in the known universe? He Xi."

In the best friend channel, Holy Keisha's voice was deep and somber.

"No... This is more like a 'conceptual manipulation' or a 'rewriting of reality.' It happened without warning and without logic. Even the Galactic Force failed on the spot. I even doubt... that we ourselves might not be able to withstand even a single thought from her."

He Xi's tone was weak.

The Galactic Force is the pinnacle creation personally crafted by the previous God of Time, Zilean, and can be considered the ultimate form of male life forms.

Glenn, however, was completely formatted before he could even react.

This scene sent chills down the spines of fourth-generation angels like Keisha and He Xi.

It was even more terrifying than the zombie apocalypse of that year.

Zombies can at least chop, burn, and escape.

But here at 239—

Sorry, but the whole world has to live according to her ideas.

……

"Damn it! This 239 is this ferocious? Even the Containment Council couldn't contain this jinx; that universe is basically doomed!"

Angel Ruoning's eyes were sinister, and her knuckles cracked as she clenched her fists.

"Damn! I've lived for over 30,000 years, and this is the first time I've seen such a monster! I should have strangled her myself back then!!"

As he searched for fragments in the underworld, Master Hua's voice trembled, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

The other male angels stood there dumbfounded, not daring to breathe.

The soldier, who was so arrogant just a moment ago, now looked like a stray dog ​​whose bones had been removed, cowering in a corner and trembling like a leaf.

……

[Screen cut]

In the blink of an eye.

The entire special forces base was forcibly rewritten by the will of 239.

In the blink of an eye, it transforms into a fairytale-style castle!

It's like the castles with pointed towers, stained-glass windows, and flying eaves in picture books.

Poor Instructor Jess had just opened his mouth to call for help when, in the next second—he was gone.

Jess, with his upright and righteous face, was instantly handpicked by the director, 239, to be the castle's chief guard!

The remaining security personnel were transformed into knights clad in armor and wielding spears, or soldiers patrolling the city at night.

After wandering around in the woods for a while, Little Red Riding Hood 239 finally pushed open the castle gate with reluctance and ran towards a more vast distance.

Meanwhile, Jess, Du Qiangwei, and Glenn continued to perform their roles meticulously.

There wasn't even a trace of confusion or doubt on his face.

It's as if this is how they were meant to be from birth.

……

Command cabin of the Juxia.

"Wow...that's terrifying! We actually believed her story?"

Master Xin gasped sharply, his jaw clenching.

"Dr. G and Dr. K actually regained consciousness? That's too abnormal! Could it be that their genetic resistance is even stronger than ours?"

Glenn's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with astonishment.

"My God... Even Sister Rena couldn't withstand it? Isn't she equipped with the Star Drive Core? How come she couldn't even withstand a mental shock?"

Chuangzi scratched the back of his head, not believing it at all—in his eyes, Rena was already the ceiling among super soldiers, and even Instructor Jess had to give her some leeway.

"Cough... Star Drive doesn't protect against the brain, and my mental threshold... well, it's not very strong."

Rena's ears turned red, and her voice was as soft as a feather.

"I see! It's Dr. Clef! He must have 'awakening' abilities—otherwise, how could Dr. G have accurately administered the sedative to 239? But in our parallel universe, nobody knows this trick, so everyone is still trapped in a pre-set mental prison!"

Qi Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, she tapped her temple with her fingertips, and spoke rapidly.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room paused for a moment.

They finally pieced together Dr. Clef's seemingly fragmented actions.

There are probably only two truths:

First, Dr. Clef himself, and second, Dr. Bri, who always loves to meddle—only the two of them could withstand 239's mental erosion.

What Clef really wanted to do that time was not to save people, but to pull G and Dr. K out of the program and force them to carry out the ultimate order of "execution 239"!

Unfortunately, all their efforts were in vain.

His ability to awaken was too weak to break through the underlying protocol that had been engraved on Dr. G. In the end, he only pulled out a tranquilizer syringe instead of the 148 alloy dagger that was specifically designed to break through 239 defense.

But what about now?

In this parallel world, there is no Clef, no Bri, and not even a needle that can pierce 239's skin.

That means—

The entire reality is being bent and reshaped inch by inch by a thoroughly awakened 239!

really.

[Screen cut]

The witch girl 239 stepped out of the containment castle and plunged into the human city.

Her eyes widened, filled with both curiosity and trepidation, as she stared intently at everything before her:

An electronic screen displaying rolling news!

The phone, buzzing and vibrating, is clutched in my palm!

A dazzling array of GGs in the glass display case!

The bookstore is piled high with best-selling books!

An era of information overload and sensory overload.

"Oh no! Remember 2006?! That's the same person who messed up the world back then!!"

"God help me! Please don't let her get too clever for her own good!!"

"Is anyone going to stop them? All those guys who're always shouting 'Protect the Earth' have fallen silent?!"

"Please, don't let her walk past the horror movie poster display!"

"Holy crap—she bought a ticket and went to the movie theater!!"

In an instant, alarms sounded around the world.

The outside world is too noisy and too vibrant.

Even 239 himself was dizzy and his heart was pounding from watching it.

She swallowed hard, staring at the ice cream, cones, and lollipops in the hands of several girls her age, her tongue tingling with desire—she really wanted to take a bite.

After all, she spent the first eight years of her life growing up inside the white walls of the shelter.

All perceptions are carefully pruned and restricted at every turn.

Tragic? Yes.

But it was also the only iron cage that could confine her.

just now……

The cage door was creaking.

A truly insane and free witch is about to break the seal and shatter the rules.

Her awakening,

Enough to overturn the entire timeline and collapse the boundaries of all known universes!

Boom...

A golden light burst forth from the sky.

Grandpa Thornton makes a surprise appearance!

"Steamed buns! I want soft, fluffy female steamed buns!! And they smell delicious!! Huh? This little body is too skinny—get lost!!"

As per the old script, the evil god Thorton makes his appearance on time.

He looked down and saw the silly little dumpling in front of him, who neither dodged nor ran away. He immediately frowned in disgust—so skinny that he was hard to bite, not even enough to fill a gap between his teeth. He raised his hand and slapped him hard!

239 hurriedly opened the magic book, his fingertips tapping rapidly:

················

Low-level spell: Magic Shield!

boom……

He crashed into the brick wall like a marble, dust falling everywhere.

"Oh shit!! Has this crocodile's brain been filled with water?!"

"Damn it! He actually dared to lay a hand on 239?!"

"Oh my god! It's completely collapsed!! That universe is utterly finished!!"

"Where did this hothead come from?! Did he get his brain slammed in a door?!"

……

People all over the world screamed in agony, their throats nearly hoarse from shouting.

Inside the bridge of the Devil One.

Morgana froze on the spot, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Damn it! This damn universe was blown to smithereens, it's probably that idiot's fault!! Damn it!!"

Coming to her senses, she slammed her fist on the control panel, her roar causing the entire warship to vibrate.

But after he finished cursing, a layer of cold sweat quietly seeped out from his back.

because……

That's a parallel universe!!

Her original plan was to personally recruit the third-generation beast warrior, Thordon, into her ranks.

As long as the plan goes smoothly, no one can stop her.

Then... Thorton will most likely kneel before her throne and swear allegiance.

But now...

Hold!!

This big oaf has angered 239, isn't that the same as slapping Morgana in the face?

Who's standing behind that little witch?

That crazy person who can even twist the meaning of time!!

Morgana's fingertips tightened, and she was so anxious that she wanted to tear the entire void apart—but the world barrier was as thick as an iron wall, and no matter how frantically she tried, she couldn't break through it even an inch.

……

[The scene cuts back to Tianhe City]

239 The little witch rolled over and scrambled to her feet, her robes charred and her hair curly, but there wasn't a single scratch on her body.

Apart from the bizarre existence of 148 who specifically counters her, it's almost impossible for 239 to bleed or get hurt!

"You...you look so scary, you must be a truly wicked dragon!!"

She looked up at Soton, her voice crisp and clear, like a pebble thrown onto ice.

Before the words were finished...

"Aww!!!"

Thorton roared to the sky, his muscles bulging and his joints cracking. In the blink of an eye, he tore through the air and transformed into a hundred-meter-long dragon!

With its menacing fangs and scales gleaming a dark red like lava, it was the very same ferocious beast that had been besieged and hunted down by the Containment Association back then!

really.

It's a blessing that this child has a dull imagination—in her mind, a dragon should look like this: ugly, fierce, able to breathe fire, and only eats bad guys.

With a ferocious dragon head raised, scorching dragon breath poured out, heading straight for the center of Tianhe City!

Buildings twisted, collapsed, and burned to ashes as if made of paper; cars on the streets melted into molten iron in the blink of an eye, hissing and emitting blue smoke.

The piercing air raid siren tore through the sky, but several armed helicopters that had just arrived were instantly crushed and flung away by the giant claw, their wreckage spinning as they crashed into the buildings.

This dragon has truly become the supreme ruler of the skies, dominating the heavens!

"Unknown life form detected... Dragon-shaped? This configuration doesn't exist in Earth's biology at all!!"

At the edge of the image, a beam of pure white light suddenly tore through the clouds.

Angel Yan from a parallel universe descends.

The flaming sword pointed diagonally at the earth, the silver armor shone brightly in the sun, the short skirt fluttered in the wind, and an aura of righteous indignation emanated from her.

She swung her sword swiftly in mid-air, the sword light like a waterfall, forcefully cleaving Soton into a series of painful roars, his dragon scales bursting open!

"Step back! Mortal, I will rid you of this scourge!"

Her gaze swept across the ground, but her voice resounded directly in everyone's minds, clear, steady, and with an unquestionable authority—even 239 heard it clearly.

The little witch stood there, her mouth slightly open, looking up at the pair of snow-white wings, her mind completely blank.

She didn't recognize who it was.

At the containment society, Dr. G never let her imagine beings like angels or demons.

What permeates her consciousness is the old dream of medieval castles, knightly duels, and dragons perched atop mountains.

The pinnacle of humanity is the Empire's greatest swordsman, while the pinnacle of evil is the fire-breathing, city-devouring dragon—

This cognitive cage is the chain that Dr. G laid to prevent her from losing control.

But today...

Yan broke free of the cage and cleaved through the entire worldview of 239 with a single sword strike.