The main body is SSS-level, and the mirror image is also SSS-level.

Fourth floor.

The tremors came from underground.

It wasn't an earthquake.

Earthquakes have a direction, a source, and a time when they stop.

There was no vibration.

It surged in from all directions at once, as if the skeleton of the entire world was groaning at the same moment.

The third layer is also shaking.

The second layer is also shaking.

The first level—the highest level that even the gods are unwilling to easily set foot on.

It started shaking too.

and.

It's getting more and more intense.

……

The colossal glass dragon traversed beneath the crimson sky of the fifth level.

Bo Jin had just experienced the power transformation brought about by the eighth-tier [Eternal Night].

The Nightmare Power within his body was more than twice as potent as when he was at the seventh rank.

But he hadn't had time to fully appreciate it.

The dragon's back beneath my feet suddenly trembled.

The giant glass dragon, transformed from the tyrannical young girl, let out a deep roar.

It doesn't sound like a warning.

It's more like a response.

What is being responded to?

Bo Jin frowned.

He looked up at the sky above.

The fourth layer of the world barrier is visibly distorted.

Cracks appeared on the spatial barriers that should have been stable, as if something was pushing them outward from the inside.

Bo Qing reacted before he could.

She suddenly stood in front of Bo Jin.

With his left hand on the hilt of the Nightmare Judgment Sword, and his right hand on the Pain Judgment Sword.

Expressionless.

Those eyes, which had just been smiling, turned into a stagnant pool the moment they sensed an unknown threat.

There was no disturbance.

Bo Jin looked at his sister's back as she stood in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

I wanted to say something, but I didn't say it.

This feeling of being protected by my younger sister.

Well, how should I put it?

It was both gratifying and subtle.

"Brother, there's something up there."

Bo Qing's voice was soft, but his tone was firm.

"Not just the top."

Bo Jin sensed it.

The giant glass dragon beneath their feet trembled once more.

This time.

It's not shaking.

It's resonance.

Bo Jin looked down at the dragon beneath him.

then.

The voice of the mirror image clone reached my ears.

【fine.】

The voice was neither hurried nor slow.

It was as if they had anticipated this moment.

Bo Jin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Those vibrations above—"

[Something sensed that the gods of the fifth level were beginning to fall.]

The mirror image paused for a moment.

So the recovery has begun.

Bo Jin's gaze darkened slightly.

"What is it?"

The voice of the mirror image came through.

Very peaceful.

It even carried a hint of something indescribable.

What's beneath your feet.

Bo Jin lowered his head.

A giant glass dragon.

The teenage tyrant.

【dragon.】

Bo Jin was stunned for a moment.

The dragon beneath his feet was trembling, not from fear.

It is because something deeper is calling to it.

Or rather—

Things of the same kind.

Awakening.

Bo Jin remained silent for two seconds.

"How many?"

The mirror image did not directly answer this question.

It's okay, I'm here.

It's okay if these things recover.

His voice remained calm, masking his weariness.

But his tone was very steady.

So composed that Bo Jin couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Moreover, you have a heartless person by your side.

Behind her stood the seven Ends.

Bo Jin's fingers tightened slightly.

"us".

The mirror image refers to "us".

He has already included himself in the end.

Bo Jin did not ask any further questions.

Because he knew.

The mirror image wouldn't joke around at a time like this.

Since they have all recovered.

The mirror image's voice suddenly changed.

This is no longer a notification.

It is an order.

【Then begin your god-slaying spree.】

[These gods.]

Kill them all.

Bo Jin remained silent for a moment.

Then he laughed.

"clear."

He looked up and patted Bo Qing on the shoulder.

The heartless man looked back at him.

"elder brother?"

"It's alright now."

Bo Jin stood up from the dragon's back.

Ignore those vibrations.

"Someone's covering for you."

Bo Qing blinked.

She didn't press for details about "who's covering for them."

Because there aren't many people who can get her brother to say "Don't worry about it".

You can count them on one hand.

"Then let's—"

"Go and kill the god."

Bo Jin looked at her.

"I'm going to try out my new skill."

Boqing tilted his head.

"A new skill?"

Bo Jin's lips curled into a smile.

"The Mirror of Eternal Night".

……

Both the divine law and the mortal world perished simultaneously.

For the Seven Emotions World below the fifth level, this matter is not as simple as the death of two gods.

Divine law is order.

The mortal world is all about desires.

Without order, rules are just a piece of waste paper.

When desires run wild, the human heart becomes a powder keg.

The sixth floor exploded first.

The divine law established by the divine law during his lifetime is like a building whose foundation has been removed.

It collapsed with a crash.

Those supernatural beings, powerful individuals, and ambitious individuals who were originally suppressed by the laws were all freed from their restraints the moment the laws dissipated.

Some people rushed into the streets.

Someone broke open the sealed armory.

Someone stormed into the government office where he had once been tried.

The seventh floor is even worse.

The followers of the evil gods of the mortal world have lost their anchor of faith.

Of the billions of believers, a small fraction went insane on the spot.

Their spiritual anchors broke, and their consciousness fell into an endless void.

then.

They began attacking all living things around them indiscriminately, regardless of whether they were friend or foe.

on the street.

In the town.

In the village.

Screams echoed throughout the room.

The situation on the eighth floor wasn't much better.

The believers who lost their idols knelt in the ruins and wailed.

Some people believe this is divine retribution.

Some people believe it is the end of the world.

More people started grabbing it.

They were fighting over food.

They are fighting for water resources.

Seize weapons.

Fight for every possible chance to survive.

Below the fifth level of the entire world of the seven emotions.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Complete chaos.

……

The sixth floor.

A certain city.

Three breaches have been blasted into the city wall.

The supernatural beings mingled with ordinary people, and there were fires and shouts of battle everywhere.

A group of out-of-control followers of an evil god are chasing and killing civilians on a street.

The leader of the believers had bloodshot eyes and was muttering incomprehensible babbling.

The magical artifact in his hand was broken, but the surging evil energy within him caused his power to increase several times over.

"kill!"

"Kill them!"

"Lord Hongchen is dead—and so are the rules—"

He smashed a mud wall with one palm.

Three children were hiding behind the wall, embracing each other.

The believer raised his hand.

The evil energy in his palm condensed into a ball of black light.

then.

it's dark.

It's not the kind of darkness you see at sunset.

It's the kind of darkness where all the light is swallowed up at the same moment.

Absolutely.

Pure.

The boundless darkness.

The believer's hand froze in mid-air.

He can no longer see.

I can't see anything.

I can't even see my own palm.

Followed by.

Consciousness began to fade.

What came to mind wasn't an idea, but a dream.

Nightmare.

The nightmare he feared most in his life.

The believer's body went limp.

fell to the ground.

They curled up in a ball.

His whole body was convulsing.

It let out soft, mournful moans.

Not just him.

The entire city.

An area of ​​one million square meters.

All living things.

Whether it's an out-of-control believer, a mad supernatural being, or an ordinary person being hunted down.

They all collapsed.

He collapsed on the street.

He collapsed in the ruins.

He fell beside the firelight.

It's not death.

It is asleep.

Everyone is trapped in their own nightmare.

confusion.

Stopped.

The shouts of battle ceased.

The fire was still burning.

But no one was adding fuel to the fire anymore.

This city.

It was as quiet as a grave.