At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

The gods, who were unfamiliar with Maido, were immediately filled with turmoil. How could this girl, who had not yet become a god, be so close to Lord Tianli?

Beelzebub swallowed hard. He had assumed this girl was on par with him... but he never expected her background to be so powerful, so much more so than his 'good brother' Barbatos.

Lord Barbatos has a background behind his background, but this girl's background has no background behind hers.

His eyes instantly turned fiery. If His Majesty Barbatos was a powerful thigh, then this girl was a golden thigh!

"Yae no Miko, you... keep up the good work," Luo Sheng said, looking at Yae no Miko.

“Yes…” Yae no Miko was a little disappointed, but the next moment a 'Kagura Bell' appeared in front of her, and she instantly beamed with joy.

"Beelzebub, just do what you're supposed to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, a jet-black staff appeared before Beelzebub.

The Staff of Apmeius, a weapon belonging to the gluttonous demon Beelzebub in mythology, is made of amplifying power and can amplify and deepen the influence of the seven deadly sins on humanity.

"Thank you, my Lord, for your grace!" Beelzebub cried out excitedly, falling to the ground and kowtowing repeatedly until his voice cracked.

The Supreme God bestowed upon him the legendary artifact, which was a recognition of his status as the successor to the Gluttony Demon King.

The council of gods continued.

After the gods reported their duties and bestowed rewards, they began planning for the future development of the solar system.

This meeting was not long. The population of the solar system is still too small. We should focus on developing the population. There are still so many planets in the solar system waiting for civilizations to set foot on.

The meeting ended quickly, and after Los Saint left, the gods also left the Pantheon with varying emotions.

……

Garden of Eden

Under the World Tree.

“The solar system is developing steadily, and next we will relocate the remaining countries of Teyvat here.” Los Saint rested his head on Buyer’s smooth, soft thigh, a World Leaf dangling from his mouth as he chewed on it.

“Even those four are following you now, Teyvat is practically yours,” Buyer said gently, patting Los Santos’s head with both hands.

“Teyvat is a very deep place. You don’t think the First and Second Thrones would be so easy to kill, do you? Besides, the universe outside of Teyvat is quite exciting,” Los Santos said.

"But before that, I need to go and see the Type-Moon world. After my consciousness is transferred there, I'll leave the world in your care."

Crossing dimensional channels, especially in the Type-Moon world with such great resistance, it's not that he can't multitask, it's just that his attention would be severely limited.

“Yes, please leave it to me,” Buyer said gently, then lowered her head and lightly kissed Los Saint’s lips.

Luo Sheng closed his eyes, and half of the 'omnipotent divine power' in his body instantly condensed into a golden bead the size of a fist, into which a large amount of rules were injected.

As an 'omnipotent god-king' whose power covers half of the solar system with a single strike, even though he is suppressed by the Type-Moon world, he definitely has strength far exceeding that of the fully-formed human evil, ORT (the strongest life form/planetary agent of the eight planets).

As for how he compares to an Awakened One, it's unclear. If he were a Savior-class Servant, his wisp of divine sense could still go toe-to-toe with an Awakened One, and he would definitely win within ten moves.

Having found the 'dimensional passage' leading to the Type-Moon world, the omnipotent divine power crystal enveloped his divine sense and a large number of rules, rushing in.

There is no space, no time, nothing at all in the dimensional portal; it is pure 'nothingness'.

However, as we approach the exit and entrance, there is still a force from the world.

Soon, Los Santos arrived at the entrance to the Type-Moon world.

A colored light film covered the entrance, completely blocking it.

“It can stop a mid-level God-King, but the power that affects the entire solar system cannot be stopped by the mere restraint of a planet.” Without pausing, Luo Sheng rushed straight toward the exit.

The colored light membrane, capable of blocking even a mid-level powerful god-king, was directly passed through.

Suddenly, the view opened up before me, and dazzling sunlight filled my eyes.

"Oh~ desert?" Luo Sheng's divine sense quickly condensed into a form, and a body that seemed no different from his true form stood in mid-air, with golden eyes looking down at the earth.

Beneath his feet lay a vast golden desert. His divine sense spread out, and in an instant, the entire planet appeared in his mind.

The whole world is like a machine whose program has short-circuited, with the timeline and spatial phase severely distorted, as if it has been cut off from the original timeline and then reconnected to the wrong timeline.

Furthermore, the world's population has dwindled to only a few hundred thousand, all concentrated in the region of Mesopotamia and North Africa, with the center of the spacetime distortion located in Jerusalem, the holy city of the three religions.

"Oh, so this is the place." Luo Sheng's lips instantly curled up, and his golden eyes sparkled.

Chapter 195 Humanity Burns Away, Over 100,000 Parallel Worlds

Los Saint looked up at the sky.

Azure blue, with few clouds obscuring the scorching sun, a huge white halo encircles the entire planet outside the atmosphere, radiating light like a planetary ring. The terrifying energy that could easily destroy a planet is contained within the halo.

Or rather, the halo itself is made of energy.

"The Humanity Burning Style, tsk tsk, truly surpasses the power of ordinary gods." Los Saint's golden eyes reflected the white halo.

The complete human evil, the beast of mercy, a grand magic spell involving time, space and causality unleashed by Goetia.

Starting from the latest era of human history and moving backwards towards the time of Solomon's birth, the burning process erases all traces of human history over three thousand years and transforms them into pure magic.

Human vitality, the power generated by civilized activities, the spiritual energy of nature, and so on all burn.

Then, by gathering such immense power, they launched 'planetary time travel' back to the Hadean eon, 4.7 billion years ago, when Earth was just born, to reshape the planet, life, and civilization from the very beginning.

This level of power has completely surpassed the 'Middle-Level Great Power God-King' level in his world, and has entered the 'High-Level Great Power God-King' level.

However, this only applies to the level of power; Goetia himself did not possess it.

This current timeline node is the 'Sixth Singularity'.

Every so often on the timeline there is a node. This node is different from other times; it is a nail anchoring the timeline. Essentially, it is the planet's own insurance mechanism to prevent anyone from going against time and changing history.

With each unchangeable 'historical node', even if someone were to go against time and change history, it would only create a separate timeline, forming a 'parallel world'.

However, even without the existence of beings who go against time to change history, the different choices made by historical figures will still create parallel worlds.

The 'Sixth Singularity' is a 'parallel world'. After the spacetime of the main timeline was burned away by human reason, a blank space was formed. This world, which is closest to the main timeline, quickly fell into the blank main timeline.

The spacetime of the main timeline is being burned away by human forces, so this parallel world will be burned to ashes as the previous spacetime of the main timeline.

The Sixth Singularity is a parallel world in which Bedivere, one of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, did not return the Sword of Excalibur to the Lady of the Lake, resulting in Artoria's survival.

Artoria, who never died, wields the 'Spear That Shines at the End' and wanders between the human and fairy realms. Over thousands of years, she has been assimilated by the divinity of the Holy Spear and become a deity, losing her human emotions and cognition.

Coincidentally, the 'Humanity Burning' reached this parallel world. She came from the 'Fairy Realm' to the human world and used divine methods to select humans with 'pure souls' and preserve them in the 'Holy Lance'.

For Artoria, who has lost all human emotions and only possesses divine thought, the destruction of the world is already inevitable. Therefore, taking away the humans accepted by the Holy Lance as specimens to be eternally preserved together is God's mercy.

In order to select the chosen humans, she summoned the Knights of the Round Table to assist her. As for the humans who were not chosen, they were all killed. Granting humans death before the incineration came completely was also a mercy of God.

However, humanity's resistance was equally fierce, constantly summoning heroic spirits in an attempt to save themselves.

Human history will be burned away, and humanity's self-control will die along with it. Humanity's self-control will only exist as long as humanity exists.

"So, even though all reason has been burned away, the suppressive force still has the power to seal the 'dimensional passage.' It seems they still have plenty of energy left." Luo Sheng couldn't help but click his tongue. Is this what they call 'pacifying the internal before resisting external aggression'?

At that moment, a continuous stream of pure white energy surged from the void.

Countless prayers followed.

"Lord, please redeem me."

"My Lord, I have received a meal of meat today. Thank you for your favor."

"Great God, please bless me to defeat that wild boar that destroyed the crops."

"Great God, please save my mother."

“Great Lord, please tell me the true meaning of wisdom? I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life.”

"God? I've believed in you for so long! Why do I still have to suffer? Is it true, as people say, that 'God is dead'? Tell me! Are you really dead?!"

"Hiss..." Luo Sheng immediately rubbed his head, quickly blocking out the countless prayer sounds, which were making his brain explode.

"Are these voices from people who believe in God in all the parallel worlds of the Type-Moon universe?"

Raise your hand, and the threads of faith gather in your palm, rapidly categorizing the faiths from countless parallel worlds using the 'rules of time' as the axis and the 'rules of space' as the surface.

The threads of faith continued to categorize, and a tree diagram quickly took shape. The tree diagram continued to branch out, and the ends continued to spread. Golden nodes appeared on the tree diagram.

Each node is a parallel world, and the time axis is the 'time axis' of the Type-Moon world.

A quarter of the main timeline has turned gray; that is the timeline that has been burned away, and the burning of humanity is still burning toward the nearest parallel world to the main timeline.

The remaining three-quarters of the region is the era of 'divine reasoning', the 'age of gods' dominated by mysterious laws. The quarter of the timeline that was burned by human reasoning is the era of 'physics', the 'human world' dominated by science and technology, an era in which human cognition dominates the world.

The latter half of the timeline is the human world dominated by the 'Alaya Counterforce', while the first half is the divine world dominated by the 'Gaia Counterforce'.

For beings that can manipulate spacetime and traverse parallel worlds, all worlds on the timeline exist simultaneously.

The burning of human reason only affected the 'human world', not the 'divine world'.

On the timeline where the divine era and the human world intersect, it is the battlefield where 'Alaya' and 'Gaia' vie for dominance, and it is also the most chaotic space-time, from the land of Uruk six thousand years ago to the period three thousand years ago when King Solomon returned wisdom to the gods.

"This is truly enormous...it already exceeds 100,000 parallel worlds." Los Saint was deeply shocked as he looked at the 'tree diagram' in his hand.

He knew that Type-Moon's 'parallel worlds' were finite and could not be infinite, because the 'cutting measures' were the restraining force that would cut off 'parallel worlds' that had gone down a dead end and could not develop a future, in order to reduce the burden.

He thought there would be at most a few thousand parallel worlds, but he didn't expect there to be more than 100,000.

There are definitely more than 100,000. What he can sense based on the 'faith threads' is only a parallel world with 'faith in God'. He cannot sense a parallel world without faith in God.

The combined mass of all these parallel worlds already far surpasses that of his own world.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages. Although there are many parallel worlds, the resources are not concentrated and are too scattered, which results in the low strength of each parallel world. A low-level Great Power God King can easily destroy a parallel world.

The suppressor also considered this point, so it will limit the power of the 'Great Power God King' in various ways. The Great Power God King who can destroy stars may only be able to destroy a large country or a continent.

Of course, these are just the rules within a planet; things would be different if they came from elsewhere.

The restraining force cannot limit external forces, while the strong within the planet are restricted, which results in outsiders being generally incredibly strong.

In his view, the ability to suppress is 'incompetent in external warfare but adept at internal warfare'.

"On another note... could it be that the Pigeon God is no longer in the Type-Moon world, and all the faith has come to me?" Los Saint stroked his chin thoughtfully.

If the God of faith exists, then an existing faith cannot possibly exist in a similar God, unless the faith cannot find its own 'master' and can only find itself in a similar being.

After all, without a master's faith, one will naturally become a rootless duckweed, heading towards wherever there is a shared source of power.

"Who cares about all that? It's better if I'm not here. In the Type-Moon universe, I'm still the 'True God.'" Los Saint came to his senses and slowly landed on the ground, his feet leaving a trail of footprints on the soft sand.

"After all, when the real Li Kui meets the imposter, the weaker one is the one who feels awkward."