Human Brain Farm-Chapter 482 - 467: Terrible War

This battle is destined to be earth-shattering.

Countless beings encircle the Creator God before us; the ultimate battle of the cosmos is about to break out!

Just like the three thousand Demon Gods of old, besieging Pangu Father God; only after slaying these three thousand Innate Demon Gods can the world be opened up, otherwise, one's end is certain.

The entire Primordial Chaos universe begins to tremble violently.

Various Dao Skills and rules beyond common reason and understanding begin to take action.

The many worlds of the All Heavens World within the Primordial Chaos universe quickly suffer an impact, forming terrifying disasters akin to world storms.

Beings encircle, looking at the presence in the eye of the storm, showing expressions of disbelief.

"Hongjun Dao Ancestor..."

Zhang Bairen exclaims in astonishment, "This is the seat of creation, all-knowing and all-powerful, the strongest ultimate force in the entire universe beyond even the Saints! He acts at will, his mind is the universe, and he plays at his whim! Although we have prepared worlds in advance, they are far less harmonious than his on-the-spot creations!"

"Kill him!"

Guanshiyin roars softly.

Everyone begins to exert their fullest effort; this is a battle that will decide destiny.

Hundreds of the most elite Pseudo-Creator Gods join forces in a surprise attack on this ancient strongest overlord.

If they fail, everyone will perish.

In an instant, the battle erupts; the heroes of the universe roar and launch their final attack.

Unbelievable explosive force is obliterating the entire universe, countless rays and points of light, the Celestial Dao Rules of the universe are intertwining and clashing, forming new Dao and principles, and fighting together.

Below the level of Saints, everyone is quickly hit.

Their souls, like sand in the wind, dissipate, turning into the most primitive matter.

"The All Living Beings Tribulation has begun."

Zhu Zhengwei sits cross-legged in the Ancestral Witch world.

"If the first catastrophe, the Yin Demon Tribulation, is the evil remnants produced along with the creation of the universe, then the second catastrophe is the apocalypse."

"The Creator God begins to annihilate the world, devouring the entire universe, exterminating all living beings; now the battle begins, and probably less than ten thousand will survive in the entire universe."

"This is the cosmic scale tribulation."

"This is an unprecedented massacre."

Otherwise, it would not be called the All Living Beings Tribulation.

Heaven and Earth all are ants; a new cosmic era is about to be born, how could ordinary beings sneak into the next universe? Just the residual waves from the battle are enough to shake them to death.

That's why these heroes left are fighting so desperately.

"The cosmic apocalypse, two powers competing, let's see who will be the victor."

Zhu Zhengwei observes the entire universe shaking violently, feeling as if his Ancestral Witch world is like a lone leaf, drifting continually amidst the tremors.

"You say, that it is the enemy who defeated your master; can they win?" At this time, the Celestial Dao maiden of the Ancestral Witch world slowly brings a cup of tea.

"I don't know."

Zhu Zhengwei shakes his head, takes a gentle sip, feeling quite content, "Logically, encircled by the beings, this second calamity is no less terrifying than the first... although he is mighty, it's extremely difficult for one to fight the heroes of the entire universe."

"Honestly speaking, that monster beating the first calamity is already impressive; if he can still win the second, he'll be a truly terrifying existence."

Whether there is victory or defeat over there, in reality, he has no mind to observe anymore.

Because Zhu Zhengwei clearly knows that if someone wins, he will be the second target to be slain.

"We have to take advantage of their battle to start expanding our Ancestral Witch world." Zhu Zhengwei says.

"!?!" The Celestial Dao of the Ancestral Witch world doesn't react immediately, but quickly tears fill her face, finally remembers me? Time for me to grow up?

It feels too difficult for her!

Clearly a Creator God, yet never creates worlds, never develops her own Yang Side universe, always being a super tiny being, having no role, only serving tea in the dark.

Look at the neighboring Primordial Chaos universe, Bo'er Cosmos??

My Ancestral Witch universe doesn't even have status, it's just a small world!

Life is so tough.

Although, secretly serving tea can be leisurely.

"I understand!"

The Celestial Dao of the Ancestral Witch world immediately speaks, "At the final moment of the showdown, we're finally going to appear, going to grow up! I will take advantage of their inability to deal with the external fierce battle, start absorbing various energies, and continue growing!"

"Don't rush."

Zhu Zhengwei coldly looks at her, "We need to move quickly, after their battle ends, we'll have to hide again... Our current action is just to plunder resources and energy supplies for preparing to escape and fight a prolonged guerrilla war."

"We still have to hide?"

The Celestial Dao of the Ancestral Witch world is very surprised.

"Yes, keep hiding, observe the situation, see the winner's movements towards us, that's the most stable method." Zhu Zhengwei is already prepared, and after some thought, leaves the final system update for "The World."

[Shutdown notice]

[Starting immediately, all privileges will be revoked, please fend for yourselves, do not think and do not miss.]

The reason is simple.

No matter the outcome of this battle, the Creator God's privileges can't continue for them.

Of course, the numerous powers accumulated using privileges in their hands are still a major threat to him... but cutting supply remains the best restriction.

In the distance, battles erupt continuously.

Time and space across the universe collapse.

Various Powers of the World collide, completely devoid of time concepts.

In the domain where the time scale disappears, perhaps a minute has passed, or possibly a billion years, but eventually, in that scene of collapsing land, everything is utterly calm.

Everything silently, the universe is dead silent.

"The victory and defeat have been decided."

Zhu Zhengwei rides the Ancestral Witch world, looking from afar.

There is no movement inside.

He dares not approach, can't even contact the inside Zhenyuanzi, afraid someone might be waiting to attack him as he approaches the corpse.

Zhu Zhengwei waits at the edge of the Primordial Chaos universe, continually waiting, always waiting.

Years, centuries, still nothing happens.

But Zhu Zhengwei remains stable, patience very abundant.

Until one day, a force of attraction covering the entire universe emerges in the center of the war, sweeping across the whole world.

Rumbling.

The storm is like a vortex.

"What is that?"

Zhu Zhengwei feels his body being drawn into the vortex.

"Who, who is ambushing me!?" Zhu Zhengwei doesn't respond immediately; this is an unavoidable power, pulling him into this vortex.

And a cold voice comes from within, it's Hongjun Daoist, drenched in blood, hair disheveled, eyes coldly gleaming: "Little mouse, I finally caught you."