Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Just like a lady whom Cheng Cheng greatly admires, Audrey Amara—you may not know who she is, but it's enough to know that she invented edible nail polish in 2015, making a huge contribution to the food safety industry.

By the way, that nail polish was invented to prevent my youngest daughter from licking it out of curiosity, so it's a children's version.

This proves that the little girl's feet are edible.

That would be even better.

"Alright, let's stop talking about this and get back to dealing with the demons."

Everyone turned their attention back to the demon of the plague.

The common virus that initially swept the world was merely the prelude and harbinger of this catastrophe. Soon, some conceptual viruses had already spread throughout the world.

The power of a disease is not merely that of an ordinary illness; its true power lies in the very nature of the virus—self-replication, parasitic infection, alteration of host rules, and disorderly expansion—a synthesis of "reproduction" and "abundance."

Therefore, are computer viruses considered viruses? Are meme viruses considered viruses?

Even... does a concept virus count as a virus?

When the demon of disease breaks free from all constraints and devotes all its power, the virus breaks through the shackles of matter, crosses dimensional barriers, and brazenly invades concepts, alters the rules of heaven and earth, and even gnaws at the fundamental symbol that supports the operation of all things!

"Stop him!"

The three true gods, Sylvia, Freya, and Li Xianyu, were shaken to their core, a chilling sense of crisis engulfing their entire bodies.

They clearly sensed that the concept of their own essence was being corrupted by an invisible plague, and that the rules of authority rooted in heaven and earth were constantly being distorted, weakened, and collapsed.

The bodies of true gods may be immortal and indestructible, but once the original concept that carries their power withers and dies, they will become useless gods with empty shells, and will no longer have the ability to resist demons!

"I hereby grant you death!"

Li Xianyu waved her staff, condemning all viruses that invaded the rules and concepts to death—but as soon as she made her move, she saw a fog.

[Wisdom] The unknown demon has made its move.

His real name is N'yog-Sothep, which means "unknown, nothingness, unobservable, disorder".

The moment He made his move, Li Xianyu, Freya, and Sylvia were immediately obscured from all cognition and logic. Li Xianyu's "death sentence" for the Concept Virus was also disrupted by the interference with his own cognition, causing the judgment rules to become disordered. The sharp death almost fell on Freya and Sylvia beside him, and he had to hastily withdraw his move, failing at the last moment.

At the same time, the beautiful Dark Demon made her move.

Its true name is "Primordial Darkness" Tulzscha, the essence of all darkness, nothingness, and lightless abyss in the universe.

He is not simply "without light," but a living darkness that actively devours all light, order, and vitality, still, lifeless, and nothing. After He intervenes, all color, sound, temperature, and traces of existence in the world are erased, slowly dissolving and assimilating into the darkness itself.

Enveloped in utter nothingness, Sylvia and her companions were completely cut off from all their senses, falling into an endless, deathly vacuum, unable to move.

Without a moment's shock at the immense power of the two primordial beings, the next to arrive on the battlefield was—

[Basic] The Demon of Chaos.

Its true name is "Primordial Chaos" Nyarlathotep, the chaotic entity of will, madness, and chaotic behavior, the source of all chaos, betrayal, madness, and disorder.

It is ever-changing and has no fixed form; it is adept at bewitching, distorting cognition, instigating the collapse of order, and destroying civilization and reason.

As His authority spread, the underlying rules of heaven and earth violently twisted and trembled. Sylvia and Freya's divine bodies immediately began to deform and mutate. The tides of the quantum sea that supported the operation of the world were completely disrupted, and the basic particles that constituted the real world disintegrated and scattered in all directions.

"boom--!"

Aside from Li Xianyu, who was already on the verge of life and death, Sylvia and Freya's divine bodies exploded, and countless fragments of flesh and blood, formed from their concepts, flew everywhere as they were killed by the combined efforts of the three primordial beings!

Then, Freya pulled out her past memories, and Sylvia burned the spiderweb of fate, both of them resurrected from the divine realm and descended into reality once again.

But what awaited them was still the relentless onslaught of the three primordial demons.

The three primordial powers layered upon each other, sealing off all escape routes and suppressing the three true gods, trapping them in an endless cycle of death and resurrection, leaving them no time to intervene in the battle or stop the catastrophe.

Just as the battlefield was completely under control, the plague demon, which was at the core of this catastrophe and constantly corrupting the origin of the gods, finally shed its hazy conceptual form and revealed its true form.

The pitch-black viral tide surged and coalesced violently, from which rose a towering, headless giant, its immense body obscuring the heavens and earth. Its entire body was a yellow-purple hue, and endless, boundless viruses flowed from its tattered form. The true name of this headless behemoth was—

Anti-Creator, Overflowing Hatred – “Iron Curtain, Anti-Gnostic, Funeral of Gnosticism”.

The headless behemoth suddenly stretched out, its arms transforming into four-armed demonic shadows. Two beams of extreme light, one golden and one blue, rapidly converged, merged, and surged in its palms, ultimately condensing into a spear of Longinus that pierced through heaven and earth and carried all plagues. The spearhead was aimed at Freya's source essence symbol within the rules of the void.

"The crown of God will be shattered, the prison of the spirit will be burned, therefore—"

"Burn down the divine kingdom, forsake the world!"

A deep, indifferent demonic sound reverberated throughout the universe, and the world-destroying spear, carrying a plague force capable of overturning everything, crashed down.

With this attack, Freya's fundamental symbol rooted in heaven and earth will be completely torn apart and corrupted. The divine kingdom she relies on for rebirth will crumble inch by inch, and she will never be able to revive through the divine kingdom again!

Just as all life was extinguished and all hope seemed lost, two clear, calm voices suddenly boomed from behind the iron curtain:

"Didn't you notice that two people are missing?"

Cheng Cheng and Ji Yushen's voices suddenly rang out behind the Demon of Plague - Iron Curtain.

While the Primals launched their counterattack, Cheng Cheng's soul had already infiltrated the vicinity of the Plague Demon by "forgetting himself," and Ji Yushen happened to return from the abyss once again!

Now it's their turn to fight back!

"Snapped!"

Cheng Cheng suddenly turned around and grabbed Ji Yushen's wrist. The sudden touch startled Ji Yushen, who trembled all over and broke out in goosebumps all over her arms. She was both shocked and angry: "You, you, you, what are you doing?!"

How dare you touch my precious body?

"Want to do it? But isn't now the right time?" Cheng Cheng nodded. "We'll go back and have a go after this battle. For now, let's just take him down together!"

Having said that, Cheng Cheng became completely absorbed in his work, gripping Ji Yushen's hand tightly in his palm.

The next moment, the concepts of [Understanding] Memory, [Glory] Domination, and [Foundation] Chaos, three fundamental elements, flowed like three surging torrents through the converging palms, pouring into the God-Slaying Divine Sword forged from the nine generals and ministers!

The chilling sword cry shook the heavens and earth. Ji Yushen was startled, his eyes filled with astonishment: "Oh? I didn't expect you could use their source essence... But where did you get the power of chaos from...?"

"Stop talking nonsense, it's your turn to do the work!"

Ji Yushen suppressed her doubts, cleared her mind of distractions, focused her mind and activated her own source, merging the concept of the [Victory] war into the sword.

"cut!"

The two shouted in unison, and together they raised the divine sword, which had grown to a length of ten thousand feet, and plunged it into the body of the plague demon with unstoppable force!

In an instant, the four supreme source powers merged, exploded, and resonated within the divine sword.

[Understanding] He has gained insight into all the rules of the plague demon; [Glory] He forcibly suppressed the plague authority of the Iron Curtain, blocking the self-replication, infection, and regeneration abilities of all viruses within its body; [Foundation] It erupts uncontrollably, and the chaotic power of disorder and madness frantically tears apart the conceptual body of the Iron Curtain.

Victory, transformed into a final, decisive blow, represents the concept of being invincible and ending all conflict, locking onto the core of the Iron Curtain and proclaiming the complete defeat of this primordial demon!

The power of the four elements erupted within the Iron Curtain, causing the formless and intangible concepts to collapse and explode.

"No--!!"

The fragmented consciousness of the Iron Curtain let out a violent and desperate roar, its massive body trembled violently, and the endless black tide of viruses flowing on its surface surged wildly, attempting to reconstruct its body and reverse its collapse.

However, it was all in vain.

After He was "given death" by Li Xianyu, He could no longer revive through the self-replication of the virus, so this blow was the final kill!

Visible cracks spread across the arms of the headless behemoth, then rapidly spread to its torso, limbs, and the entire body. The demonic body dimmed and crumbled inch by inch, and the continuous flow of viruses dissipated and annihilated layer by layer.

"Boom—!"

Amidst a deafening roar, the towering demonic body that had blotted out the sky exploded.

[Mercy] The demon of the plague has been successfully defeated!

Amidst the scattered demonic energy and crumbling rules, all filth and malevolence dissipated, leaving only a pure and flawless wisp of light that slowly coalesced, eventually forming a tender, pure white branch. It drifted gently down from the void, gliding lightly through the shattered fragments, and finally landed steadily in Cheng Cheng's palm.

The branches are warm and clear, untouched by any dust.

【Kindness】is the essence.

Only three of the four Primal Beings remain. Now it's time for them to fight back!

…………

"Father? You're finally dead!"

"Great! Death is back! Everyone can die now!"

"Finally, people can die again! Oh my god, my whole family can die! I'm so happy!"

Beyond the Abyss War, in the Imperial Capital.

The alley, which was usually filled with low moans and screams day and night, was now eerily quiet, with no sound except for the buzzing of flies.

With Li Xianyu returning death to the world, those corpses struggling in the agony of immortality can finally rest in peace.

Those who had suffered greatly because their family members were half-dead were overjoyed and celebrated the return of death. Some even knelt on the ground and cried out to heaven and earth.

"Death is like a cool summer night, a time for peaceful sleep."

The priest led Tong Chuxue through an alley piled high with corpses, sighing softly.

At this moment, death returns, and the world celebrates. Everyone is immersed in joy, unaware that the real cataclysmic crisis is just around the corner.

The battle between the four true gods in the abyss and the primordial realm was naturally kept secret, but it was impossible for someone of the Divine Ritual Officer's and Tong Chuxue's status not to know. Therefore, even though she returned from death, Tong Chuxue's face did not show much joy.

The two walked along the main street, through the jubilant crowd, and arrived at the tallest tower in the city.

Looking at the sun high in the sky, the jubilant crowds, and the rotting corpses outside the city, Tong Chuxue couldn't help but sigh, then asked, "Lord Divine Official, what brings you here to see me this time?"

“I was once a scholar, and I have a bad habit of telling stories to people.” The priest looked at the sun on the horizon and said softly, “And the process of answering your questions always reminds me of the joyful times of my youth when I was studying… It is in this moment that I am reminded of a story again.”

"Please speak."

"The most famous story in Norse mythology is undoubtedly 'Ragnarok'," the priest said leisurely, stroking the railing of the tower. "The gods knew the destruction was inevitable, yet they still faced death, and after the destruction, the world was reborn—what a magnificent epic, truly awe-inspiring."

"The story begins with Baldr, the god of light, son of Odin and Frigg, whom all things in the world revere."

"However, he was haunted by nightmares of death every night. His mother, Frigga, traveled throughout the Nine Realms and made rocks, water, fire, grass, trees, beasts, metals, diseases, and weapons all swear never to harm Baldr. But the inconspicuous, delicate mistletoe was deemed harmless by Frigga, so she did not make it swear an oath."

"Then, Loki, the god of mischief, was jealous of Baldr's glory. He disguised himself as an old woman and tricked Frigga into revealing her oversight. He then picked mistletoe and whittled it into a wooden spear."

He tricked Hodr, Baldr's twin brother who was born blind, into throwing mistletoe, the branch piercing Baldr's chest. The god of light died on the spot, and Asgard was forever deprived of its warm light.

"The gods, seeking revenge, slew the innocent Hodr who had been manipulated, captured the culprit Loki, and used the intestines of his own son Nalph to make chains, binding him to three sharp rocks deep underground..."

"However, the chains eventually broke. The black dragon Nidhogg gnawed through the roots of the World Tree, and the apocalypse began with a three-year winter called 'Fimbour's Winter'."

Loki broke free of his chains and led the entire army of frost giants and underworld ghosts out of the earth; all the power of heaven and earth converged on the boundless Vigrid Plains, the war between the gods and giants burned the world, almost all the gods, giants, and monsters perished, and the gods ushered in twilight...

"—Until a new world is created again."