Super God: Creating a Digital World and Overpowering the Gods

She knew in her heart that this matter was extraordinary and that she had to report it to Queen Keisha as soon as possible.

Only Queen Keisha, with her wisdom and judgment, could make the wisest and most decisive decisions.

...This is the Heavenly Court of Merlo, the sacred ground of the angelic civilization, and a solemn and dignified atmosphere permeates the surroundings.

The hall was resplendent in gold, with light streaming down from the towering dome and illuminating every inch of the intricately carved walls. The sacred atmosphere was almost breathtaking.

At this moment, Queen Keisha sat regally on the throne, her majesty as unshakable as the heavenly court itself.

Angel Yan entered the hall with a solemn expression. She then knelt on one knee, bowed her head, and reported everything that had just happened to Queen Keisha, who sat on the throne.

"Did the Dark Tower give birth to the Dark War God Tyrannomon?"

"The Dark Tower, capable of giving birth to such a powerful being, is not a simple weapon."

Queen Keisha lowered her eyelids slightly, and after listening to Angel Yan's words, her brows furrowed slightly.

Those once all-seeing eyes now appeared unusually solemn.

When Angel Yan mentioned that Jia'er still possessed homeostasis, Keisha's expression changed drastically, revealing undisguised shock.

The hall fell into a deathly silence…

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Is Homer an Old God, just like Dragon King?

After a long silence, Queen Keisha finally spoke, her voice tinged with barely concealed shock: "Homeostasis, it's a god?"

She gently raised her hand, her fingertips touching the armrest of the throne. The cold metal surface seemed to tremble slightly under her touch, emitting a soft friction sound, as if responding to the surging emotions within her.

"Yan," Queen Keisha's voice suddenly deepened, her gaze fixed on the kneeling angel Yan, her eyes filled with unparalleled authority, "Are you sure that Taiyi, Jia'er, and the others said this?"

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Angel Yan lowered her head, her tone firm and resolute: “Moreover, the light that resides in Jia’er’s body through homeostasis is exceptionally sacred, far surpassing the light of our angelic civilization; it is pure and sublime.”

She did not conceal what she had seen, for she knew that no hypocrisy or lie would be forgiven before Queen Keisha.

Queen Keisha remained silent for a moment, deep in thought, before slowly rising to her feet with steady and powerful steps.

She walked to the center of the hall, her back to the angel Yan, her gaze fixed on the endless void.

She stood there, like an ancient sage, her eyes filled with unspeakable contemplation.

"Is there really a light that is more sacred than our angel race?" Queen Keisha murmured to herself, her voice filled with unspeakable doubt.

"In the universe, perhaps there was once such a pure light of life on Fuguang Island, but it has long since disappeared."

"In the universe, there is no civilization more radiant than our Angel Civilization."

She paused briefly, turned around, and looked directly at Angel Yan, her eyes flashing with undisguised surprise and deep thought: "But what you said must be true, I believe you wouldn't lie to me. Constant light, so sacred, yet I've never known of such an existence? How is that possible?"

Her voice grew lower and lower, as if guessing: "It seems that homeostasis might be one of the Old Gods."

"Otherwise, how could we have tracked it down without finding a trace?"

"Only the Old Gods are beings we don't understand at all."

Keisha took a deep breath, her gaze resolute, and her voice rang out clearly: "Activate the Sacred Treasury of Knowledge and search for all available information within a light-year period regarding digital civilization and constancy."

[The sacred treasure trove of knowledge is being activated! Calculations are in full swing...]

With a single command from Queen Keisha, the vast computing power of the Sacred Knowledge Treasury began to operate at full capacity.

The oppressive feeling in the air grew stronger, and the entire hall seemed to tremble under this powerful force.

Time passed quietly, and the air in the hall seemed to freeze, heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Queen Keisha stood quietly, motionless, like an ancient statue, majestic and solemn.

Her deep eyes remained expressionless, filled only with endless contemplation.

However, the storm raging within her was already churning like a raging torrent, making it difficult for her to remain calm.

She couldn't imagine how far a civilization controlled by the ancient gods would develop after countless years of recuperation.

If constancy had not perished, if it were still in the world, its power would surely be unfathomable.

Her thoughts grew heavier: if homeostasis were to truly survive, and if it were to revive, the threat it would pose would be unimaginable, potentially a cataclysmic disaster.

"There is still no record of digital civilization in the treasure trove of knowledge."

Queen Keisha finally received the results, her words revealing an overwhelming shock.

Her gaze gradually shifted to Angel Yan, her sharp, knife-like eyes seeming to pierce through her soul: "In other words, if Taiyi and the others are not lying, then if constancy is truly a god, then it must belong to the Old Gods?"

She gently closed her eyes, her mind racing through the images of those ancient gods forgotten by history, those powerful beings from legend: "I wonder if this constancy is even older than the legendary Dragon King."

Queen Keisha's eyes witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations and saw every corner of the universe.

However, at this moment, those eyes revealed an unprecedented sense of confusion and bewilderment.

The power of the gods, especially the power of the old gods, is enough to cause a civilization to experience countless periods of prosperity and decline.

Their existence can cause earth-shattering changes to the universe, making them unpredictable and unstoppable.

She, as the queen of the angelic civilization, has traversed tens of thousands of years, roamed the universe, and experienced countless vicissitudes, yet she has never heard of this name—constancy.

"Homeostasis," Queen Keisha repeated the unfamiliar word in a low voice.

She slowly rose and walked towards the huge floor-to-ceiling window, her gaze sweeping over the magnificent scene of the Heavenly Court of Merlo.

Below, hordes of angel warriors moved about in perfect order, like a flawless machine, with every detail precise and accurate, supporting the operation and perpetuity of the angelic civilization.

"Yan," Queen Keisha's voice was low and weary, "Are you sure that Taiyi, Jia'er, and the others really aren't lying?"

Yan's figure was as steady as a rock. He knelt on one knee, raised his head, and met Queen Keisha's gaze. His tone was firm: "Your Majesty, I am certain. Their strength, their tone, their eyes... everything makes me convinced that what they said is not a fabrication."

A flicker of hesitation crossed Queen Keisha's eyes, and she did not respond immediately.

Yan's words only made her more uneasy.

If a civilization controlled by the ancient gods exists, what would that mean?

This means that the order of the universe will undergo a huge change.

Will the brilliance of the angelic civilization be dimmed by an unknown force?

A complex emotion she had never felt before welled up inside her.

She stopped and her gaze fell once more on Yan, who was kneeling before her. Her eyes revealed a calm yet resolute air: "Yan, if what they say is true, then our Angel Civilization will surely face an unprecedented challenge."

"Your Majesty, what should we do?" Angel Yan's voice was calm, but with a hint of urgency, awaiting Queen Keisha's decision.

Queen Keisha took a deep breath to calm her turbulent emotions, her eyes flashing with resolute determination: "Activate the highest level of alert and closely monitor Taiyi and the others' every move. At the same time, intensify our exploration of civilizations on the edge of the universe and search for any clues related to digital civilization."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Angel Yan received the order, quickly stood up, and disappeared into the palace with decisive steps.

What secrets does the digital civilization controlled by the Old Gods hold?

Queen Keisha murmured to herself, her eyes gradually deepening as she gazed into the endless expanse of time and space.

The emergence of digital civilization signifies the coming of a storm.

This storm is far more than just the immediate threat; it may involve far more profound forces behind it.

She didn't know the answer, but she knew she had to stay alert and be prepared for the coming storm.

Keisha raised her right hand, clenched it into a fist, and a powerful energy wave quickly emanated from her body, instantly shaking the entire Mero Heaven.

That energy, like an irresistible tide, swept in all directions, as if her will had transformed into this power, proclaiming her determination and strength to the outside world.

Is there a connection between this digital civilization and ultimate fear?

Chapter 40 Morgana Arrives

Huangcun.

The dark red demon wings spread out, their edges burning with a light like hellfire, tearing through the gloomy sky.

Morgana's figure, like a phantom emerging from the abyss, slowly descended onto the dilapidated ridge outside Huang Village. Her black leather coat clung tightly to her shapely figure, forming a stark contrast to the desolate and barren landscape around her.

She lightly stomped her feet, her high heels sinking into the mud, leaving a few specks of dirt on the surface.

Morgana frowned in disgust; the strong smell of earth displeased her. Her gaze was cold as she swept her surroundings, a strange contempt rising within her.

For her, all of this was too fragile, too vulnerable.

Then, with elegant yet indifferent steps, she slowly walked towards Huangcun.

Morgana's gaze swept over her surroundings: dilapidated mud houses, sparse trees, and cattle and sheep working in the distance—everything filled her with disgust. The scene here seemed far removed from the "world" she had imagined.

"This is Earth?" She sneered, curling her lip in disdain. "Somewhat... primitive!"

She elegantly brushed a stray hair behind her ear, then activated the hidden communication device. Her voice was low and cold: "Karl, I've arrived on Earth. How are things on your end? Don't disappoint me!"

Karl's voice came from the other end of the communication.

Karl's voice used to be calm, as composed as a perfectly tuned machine.

But today the tone was very somber: "Morgana, an unidentified digital civilization has appeared in Juxia City. Even my database can't find any known civilization that matches it. I know nothing about digital civilizations. Since you're on Earth, perhaps you could try to probe and see if you can obtain more information!"

"It's rare to see your tone so serious. This digital civilization is quite intriguing!" Morgana raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes.

"I will definitely investigate the details of digital civilization. If it's suitable, perhaps it can be used for my purposes!"

How could she easily let go of an opportunity that could help her conquer the universe with the help of a powerful civilization?

Carl's response was somewhat dazed, "You... be careful!"

With those words, he immediately cut off the communication, his mind filled with only one thought... Morgana, you really dare to think such things!

Although I don't know where this digital civilization came from.

But Karl knew it was definitely not something simple.

Morgana listened to the hollow beeping sound coming from the other end of the line, a slight smile playing on her lips, a cold sneer rising in her heart.

When did this usually composed man become so cautious?

However, his worries were unnecessary.

Digital civilization?

He will definitely be conquered by her.

She put away the hidden communication device and slowly turned her gaze to Huang Village in the distance.

“Use you as a test subject for my new ability!” she whispered, her tone cold yet seductive.

She raised her right hand, and dark red energy began to gather in her palm, swirling endlessly like a black vortex, emanating a chilling aura. At her command, the vortex in her palm suddenly expanded, rapidly spreading towards Huang Village and instantly engulfing the entire village.

Wherever the black energy touched, trees withered, houses collapsed, and fields cracked, turning what was once a vibrant scene into something resembling the apocalypse.

The villagers, who were working hard in the fields, were caught up in the black energy before they even realized the disaster that was about to happen.

Their bodies began to contort rapidly, their bones creaking and groaning, their skin turning ashen, their faces contorted, their eyes bloodshot, their veins bulging and flashing a scarlet light.

Painful screams echoed from all directions, filling the entire village. The villagers, corrupted by the dark power, seemed to have transformed into monstrous creatures, tearing everything apart in a frenzy.

A young farmer was bending over, carrying his hoe home, but now his face was twisted beyond recognition, his teeth were bared, and his eyes burned with a violent light.

The old woman who had been sitting peacefully in the doorway basking in the sun had now become a bloodthirsty demon. She stretched out her withered claws, greedily grabbed a chicken, tore its throat open, and ripped it to pieces, blood splattering all over her face.

Huangcun, once a peaceful and tranquil place, has now been swallowed by darkness and turned into a living hell.

Morgana stood in mid-air, her eyes filled with calm observation and hidden satisfaction.

The black energy, like an invisible venomous snake, quickly invaded the bodies of every villager in Huangcun.

A peasant woman, holding her child, suddenly contorted her kind face into a grotesque and terrifying grimace. Her eyes, bloodshot and gleaming with an inhuman crimson light, were not spared either. Her infant's innocent cries instantly transformed into furious roars like those of a wild beast, their distorted tones sending chills down one's spine.

The once peaceful and serene Huangcun has now become an unimaginable hell, filled with madness, pain, and the smell of blood.

Morgana looked down at all of this, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Then, with a flick of her finger, an invisible force pulled a demon that had just completed its transformation to her side.

This demon, once the old village chief of Huang Village, is now unrecognizable. His hunched body has become unusually burly, and his open mouth reveals fangs as sharp as a beast, emitting a deafening roar.

Morgana's voice was icy cold: "Submit, or die!"

A struggle and resentment flashed in the old village chief's eyes, but that momentary resistance was quickly replaced by fear. He felt the irresistible, terrifying power emanating from Morgana, an absolute pressure capable of obliterating him.

"I...I surrender!" The demon finally lowered his head and uttered these words with difficulty, then he knelt at Morgana's feet.

Morgana nodded slightly, her eyes a mixture of satisfaction and indifference.