Chapter 1893: Chapter 1893

Chapter 1893: Chapter 1888 Approaching Doomsday

Growth always brings joy to people.

Time seems to stand by Lu’s side, and he feels a leap in evolution every moment.

The most fundamental change is probably the birth of the “new lives” he created. Perhaps he can already advance the “New Humans” plan of the Eastern Country further, and at the same time…

“I seem to be able to tear off a large piece from this fragmented world and integrate it into my own Ark…. Uh, am I the plunderer of the Multi-universe, the Exotic Realm Invader of the old world?”

Piece by piece, bricks are assembled into a floating island.

Lu seems to already possess the possibility of molding another new world.

If possible, Lu Ping’an hopes that such a tranquil life could last for a long time…..

“Who can refuse such an opportunity to suck the world dry… cough cough, to expand and develop.”

But obviously, that’s impossible.

The Evil Demon from the Foreign Domain shredded this world’s resistance, slicing the “cake” into tiny fragments, allowing “Big Ants” like Lu Ping’an to seize the chance to carry a piece home, eating as they go.

Under normal circumstances, not to mention whether you can dig it out, and if you can digest it after digging… the moment you start, “Heavenly Punishment” arrives.

Exotic Realm Invaders are a no-capital trade, with the highest yield if successful. But why are they still the minority in the Multi-universe? It’s simply because doing it means ready to die.

The real Multi-universe Heavenly Calamity, like the Abyss and Insect Swarm, often can only consume those after smashing the world’s defenses…

“The Heavenly Realm probably can’t hold on for much longer….”

As far as the eye can see, the gigantic opening in the sky is getting larger and larger.

The massive gash that tore the world, pierced through three worlds and the void, and the occasional gaze from “outside” fills one’s heart with fear.

“Another group nightmare, huh…”

The world shatters, and demons swallow all Life bite by bite; this nightmare usually ends with the dreamer being consumed.

This seems like a replicated plague; too many people start having nearly identical nightmares.

Lu Ping’an initially thought this was a Curse and a tactic of the outsiders, a way for them to dismantle the resisters’ mental defense.

“…Do they really need to shake people’s hearts? Do they need to care about mortals’ thoughts?” Big Cat, however, seems to have a different take.

Very soon, Lu Ping’an realized he was still too naïve; the Exotic Realm Invaders indeed had no need to use such a tactic.

“Uh, the feeling of being swallowed is uncomfortable, really uncomfortable…..”

Until this nightmare found Lu himself, he naturally knew something was amiss.

“…Is this a cry for help from the world?”

It wasn’t the outsiders spreading the nightmare; it sprang from this world’s instinct.

It’s in pain, crying for help, instinctively searching for any place it could receive aid.

Whether mortals know Doomsday is approaching or not doesn’t concern the outside destroyers, after all, those able to resist already know. But for the “doomed world,” warning mortals on it, even calling for help, is probably the only option left.

The nightmare reoccurs repeatedly, with scenes of despair multiplying, becoming more and more real.

“…..They have always been real, really high realism.”

“Are you saying, these are memories of other regions and mortals?”

“Yes, parts of the Earth Realm and Heavenly Realm have already been directly swallowed, some fleeing Soul fragments naturally become the material for nightmares.”

The owners of the dreams now vary, the only constant is that they all perished, and their deaths are often quite tragic.

The world is in a panic.

But is it of any use?

“No use, instead many ‘fragments’ have chosen to leave.”

More and more Ancient Gods have chosen to leave, they have their own secret arts and paths, similar to the existence of the Divine Boat, Lu Ping’an himself has witnessed it several times.

Thus, strange scenes repeatedly unfold.

Some meteors fall, representing the gods destroyed in the Heavenly Realm, while others fly from the earth to the void, representing the runaway Ancient Gods of the Underworld.

The disintegration of the world keeps accelerating.

Lu Ping’an actively contacted the rescue alliance… even if he can’t do anything, he wants to know if they have made any changes.

As expected, he learned they split into six factions and were warring against each other.

“There’s the firm resister faction, a faction contacting friendly outsiders to relocate residents, a surrender faction…..”

“That’s normal, but six factions are a bit too many.”

“Oh, based on which side they surrender to, there’s also a split. Even among firm resisters, some plan to resist to a certain point, then sell at a good price before surrendering.”

Lu Ping’an rubbed his chin, finding it overly absurd. But considering there are some outsider spies among them, it seems reasonable.

Playing with intelligence work, playing division, they are professional… Even humans on Lu Ping’an’s side have sent out spies, in a brotherhood-like relationship.

“The World Apocalypse nightmare, is it affecting them?”

“Yes, the surrender and escaping factions are more resolute, while the firm resister faction is internally splitting.”

Lu Ping’an was left speechless. The world’s self-saving actions seemed to stab itself, the perfect suicide act.

At this time, Lu Ping’an also vaguely sensed the world’s so-called perfect “military” operation mechanism’s biggest shortcoming.

“This world is unlikely to produce an Eleventh Tier, or even any existence surpassing the Tenth-order…”

The greatest advantage of the assembly line is “standardized mass production” and “high yield,” but because of this, all existences, even the top-tier Deities, are playing within this circle.

They absorb the world’s nutrients to grow, but as long as they don’t leave the “mother’s” embrace, they naturally cannot transcend “the mother.”

The world blocked their departure, blocked the infiltration of external factors, and also eliminated the internal emergence of the top-tier Deities.

Perhaps, in these recent days, as the World Barrier is being opened, the arrival of relatively friendly foreign guests like Lu Ping’an was also a means for this world to save itself.

Adding variables, adding possibilities is the only way a real Savior may emerge.

But the helpless reality is that it’s all too late.

What’s making Lu Ping’an even more uneasy, even helpless, is that upon confirming this reality, he vaguely sensed a possibility.

“The world’s overly persistent self-protection sealed those top-tier Deities’ ascension possibilities, in some sense directly raising them, and necessitated their ongoing battles with Foreign Domain Invaders…. uh, can those top-tier Deities accept this treatment?”

Asking oneself, if one were those Ancient Gods in the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods, restricted in growth, being forcibly dispatched to the battlefield over long eons, encountering the beauty of Foreign Domain lands…..

“Even if it’s one’s birth mother, the treatment of a stepmother accumulated over thousands of years should lead to rebellion…..”

At this moment, Lu Ping’an confirmed that this world is doomed beyond saving.

When even the top-level Deities start “selling their country,” how to save it, who will save it.

Soon, the progression of events gradually proved this possibility.