Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 230: Virus Doomsday, Terrifying Virus!

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In just a single day, the Divine Kingdom of the God of Lava was entirely petrified. All life and all substances were transformed into stone sculptures, as if the entire realm had become an eternal stone world. It seemed that even the passage of hundreds of millions of epochs would not change this stillness, exuding a strange and terrifying aura.

At the heart of this kingdom, deep within its core, a gray orb of light emitted a constant glow, vibrating incessantly. It spread the power of petrification in all directions, expanding like a wild force. "I am the petrifying doomsday," the orb seemed to speak, its voice imbued with the finality of the end. "All life and matter in this Chaos World will become stone, their essence transformed into eternal sculptures."

This gray orb vibrated again, sending out ripples that disturbed the primordial laws of chaos. A terrifying force of disaster surged forth, threatening to overflow.

Rumble...

From the center of this Kingdom of God, the power of petrification spread outward into the void of chaos, reaching every corner. Even the chaotic winds themselves were petrified, turning the once dark expanse of chaos into a gray, lifeless rock world. Rocks and stones accumulated in every direction, as if the very essence of the world was turning to stone.

The power of petrification spread with unimaginable speed, relentlessly transforming everything in its path into statues. And as the area of petrification increased, so too did the power of this doom. It became stronger, reshaping the entire Chaos World.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, the gray petrification power seemed to coalesce into small, serpent-like gray tendrils, each with eyes that glowed with a curse so potent that anyone meeting their gaze would instantly be turned into a stone statue, frozen forever in time.

"Go," the gray orb vibrated, issuing a command. "Petrify everything in this Chaos World."

Clatter...

Countless gray tendrils slithered into the void of chaos, moving toward all corners of the realm. Wherever they passed, the power of petrification spread, turning everything to stone. But this was only the beginning.

Far away, in another corner of the Chaos World, the Kingdom of the God of Mercury stood—an empire governed by a being who wielded control over the nine laws of the Dao. The kingdom was vibrant and prosperous, filled with believers, thriving like a living nation.

Crack... Crack...

Suddenly, the void cracks appeared deep within the Kingdom of the God of Mercury, and thin strands of black mist seeped from these invisible rifts. If a God were to witness this black mist, they would tremble in fear, for within it were terrifying viruses, smaller than nanometers, writhing endlessly—unseen even by Divine Sense.

The black mist spread quickly, engulfing the entire temple. The God of Mercury, who had been in meditation, suddenly awoke to a deep sense of crisis. But it was too late.

Clatter...

The black mist enveloped the God of Mercury, seeping into its body through every pore, nose, and mouth. The God of Mercury panicked, attempting to expel the mist with divine power.

But it was futile. These black mists were composed of viruses that seemed alive, slowly eating away at the flesh and blood of the God. Even the divine power within its body was not immune. The viruses could even infect divine energy, growing stronger by the second.

"What is this?!" the God of Mercury screamed in panic. "What is happening?!"

The God struggled as its very soul began to weaken. Its life force drained away rapidly, consumed by the relentless infection. Despite being a Chaos Demon God who had mastered the nine Dao, in this moment, it was as fragile as any mortal.

In the next instant, the God of Mercury bled from seven openings, collapsed, and began convulsing uncontrollably. A large pool of blood spread across the floor, and its wide-open eyes reflected only sheer unwillingness to perish.

Then, as if mocking its own mortality, the God of Mercury died—its life force completely snuffed out. Its once vibrant eyes turned dull, and all color faded from its pupils.

Click...

But, unexpectedly, the God of Mercury returned to life, though it was no longer a God. It had been transformed into a zombie-like creature. Its eyes were lifeless, its body dripping with dark blood, its flesh dried and withered. It radiated a terrifying, dark virus aura, spreading fear with every step. Wherever it went, the infection grew stronger. Its very essence had been altered—its mastery of the Dao was now corrupted, the laws of the great way themselves tainted by the virus.

This virus was not limited to the temple. The entire Kingdom of God was quickly infected. The once vibrant kingdom was now overrun with zombie-like beings, their strength magnified by death. The air itself felt suffocating, as if the land had descended into a world of the undead.

"Help! Help!" The cries of the living echoed through the streets as the infected, once normal beings, now rose as zombies—faster, stronger, and nigh indestructible.

The more wounds they inflicted, the quicker the infection spread. In mere hours, the entire Kingdom of God descended into chaos. Most of its inhabitants had been turned into mindless zombies, leaving the land covered in death.

Above, the sky was thick with a dark, poisonous mist. Black skeletons seemed to form from it, sending shivers down the spine of any who witnessed the scene.

In the heart of the temple, a black orb pulsated in the vortex of the black mist. "I am the end of the virus," it proclaimed. "Spreading the virus, all shall be destroyed. Everything will wither."

The entire Kingdom of God had now become the epicenter of this viral apocalypse, a black vortex filled with the terrible power of the virus, growing stronger with each passing moment.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Some of the more cautious and powerful beings fled the Kingdom of the God of Mercury aboard spaceships, desperate to escape. But what they didn't realize was that they carried the virus with them. The long incubation period meant that once they entered a densely populated area, the virus within them would erupt, bringing about a new wave of destruction, reducing everything to dust in the face of an unstoppable viral catastrophe.