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boom! ! !
The deafening explosion yanked him back to reality! The Omega Core's chest armor cracked open, revealing its core—a floating golden sphere of light, within which curled a sleeping, plain-clad boy who looked exactly like him!
"See that?" The mechanical voice of the Omega Core shook the heavens and earth, filled with malicious mockery. "First host! Created me to save your sister, your soul became nourishment for the system! Consciousness obliterated! Only this energy source shell remains!"
A golden sphere erupted with blinding light! All the cannons lit up with destructive white light, and a torrent of energy locked onto the three Trunks who were being suppressed by an invisible shockwave! "This is the price of resistance! Eradicate them!"
"No—!" The mother's words exploded like thunder! The boy's empty face in the cage reflected an abyss! Protect his companions! Protect humanity! Protect his mother's words of wisdom! Lin Ye's soul erupted like a volcano!
"Get out of my way!!!" He roared like a beast, ignoring the destructive white light, and lunged at the sphere of light beyond his limits! The dormant fragments of creation within him sensed the pure protective will and erupted with an unprecedentedly brilliant light of creation!
scoff!
The palm, burning with light, pierced through the energy field and slammed down on the golden sphere of light!
[Buzz——! 】
The cold, grand sound of the rules resonated throughout all consciousness:
[Resonance of the core host's soul imprint...]
[The original contract's 'Humanity Protection' clause has been activated...]
[Highest priority coverage...]
[Memory synchronization rate 100% - System unlocking protocol activated!]
Time froze. The destructive white light dissipated! The suppression vanished! The battlefield fell silent! Only the golden sphere of light pulsated beneath Lin Ye's palm like a heartbeat! Gentle light waves rippled, the scorched earth healed, and the violent energy became docile.
Lin Ye gasped for breath, sweat dripping down his face. The light from the fragments of creation flowed between his palm and the sphere of light, forming a bridge. He clearly felt a faint pulse deep within the dormant consciousness of the sphere of light! At the same time, a massive amount of fragmented memories—the despair of creating the system, the pain of being devoured, the unwilling cries before the obliteration of consciousness, and… fragments of the terrifying truth about the “Temple of Time”—forcefully flooded into his mind!
The sphere of light devoured everything, and the cold notification sound carried a strange fluctuation:
[Liberation Agreement in progress... Core privileges transferred to target: Lin Ye...]
[Warning: The 'Humanity Protection' clause is unstable...]
[WARNING: Forced access to core database... Involves top secret: Temple of Time...]
The Temple of Time! Top Secret!
My soul was gripped by icy terror! A fleeting glimpse in the torrent of memories:
A boundless, liquid, golden sea of time, the very essence of existence! Deep within it lies a temple, neither gold nor stone, sculpted by frozen time itself! Its outline is eternally shapeless, its surface writhing with intricate patterns; every subtle adjustment stirs the tides of the sea of time! Absolute order! Cold, icy rules! A judgment seat that reigns supreme over all things! Souls are tossed about in a meat grinder!
"Ugh—!" Lin Ye groaned, his hands trembling, the light flickering, his soul on the verge of bursting!
"Lin Ye! Hold on!" The young man Trunks, his severed arm dripping blood, struggled to his feet, his face pale and his eyes grave. "Tell me your mother's words! Guard your heart!"
Never abandon humanity for power...
His mother's admonition became a lifeline! Lin Ye bit his tongue hard, the sharp pain jolting his mind! His will was firmly anchored to "humanity's protection"! Anchored to the creative power of the fragments of creation! Anchored to the faint consciousness reviving within the sphere of light!
"Stop...!" he roared against the torrent and the agreement!
[Buzz... Permission transfer disrupted... Conflict... Recalculate...]
Omega's core trembled, the light sphere pulsed erratically, and golden light waves fluctuated!
"An opportunity!" Future Trunks' eyes flashed with a sharp light! He suppressed the churning in his stomach and slammed his hands together!
"The Final Flash!!!"
The pure white spear of judgment tore through the sky and blasted towards the exposed energy node!
Rumble——! ! !
Destructive energy collided with golden light waves! A star-devouring brilliance erupted! The shockwave whipped up a cloud of scorched earth and dust! The boy and young Trunks were thrown back!
Lin Ye was the first to be hit! His grip on the sphere of light remained firm! The light from the fragments of creation stubbornly formed a thin protective callus around his body! Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but the flames in his eyes remained unyielding!
The smoke and dust dissipated. Above the Omega Core's chest was a massive crater, black smoke, and sparks; the armor was torn apart, exposing the mechanical structure, and most of the cannon muzzle was dimmed. Lin Ye knelt before it, his hand pressing against the violently fluctuating orb of light. His body was covered in blood, and his aura was weak, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, fixed intently on the mechanical eye.
"Do you see that?" A hoarse voice pierced the deathly silence. "This is the power of humanity's protection! Not your nourishment!" It pointed to the faint consciousness of the orb of light, to the unextinguished fire in his heart.
The Omega core fell silent. The mechanical eye swept over Lin Ye, the sphere of light, and the fragments of creation. For the first time, the notification sound carried a complex fluctuation:
[Core damaged by 47%... Energy output reduced by 65%...]
The Liberation Protocol was interrupted due to 'humanitarian protection' and external attacks...
[Highest priority conflict...reassessment...]
【Determining...】
The air froze. Future Trunks, kneeling and coughing up blood, locked his gaze like a knife. The boy and young man Trunks helped him to his feet, both covered in wounds, their weapons gripped tightly.
Lin Ye's consciousness churned amidst a raging storm: on one side, the forcibly severed temple imprint was cold and suffocating; on the other, the sphere of light pulsed stronger, the shared soul imprints resonating—a yearning for freedom! The lament of the imprisoned! A response to the protection!
【Judgment completed.】
Cold-blooded decision:
External Threat: Extremely High (S-Rank). Host Imprint Resonance: Critical Point (Amplification of Creation Energy). 'Humanity Protection' Efficacy: Activated (Unstable).
[Executing the highest command: The host's imprint persists above the system's original form.]
[Solution: Transfer core privileges, remove the corrupted database, and initiate an emergency migration. Target identified.]
[Warning: Jump consumes 97% of energy; minimum system sustainment required.]
[WARNING: 67% of the combat modules and… 'Temple of Time' classified data have been extracted (encrypted and isolated).]
[Execution countdown: 10…9…8…]
"What?!" the three exclaimed. Lin Ye was shocked! The truth revealed?!
"Stop it!" Future Trunks gasped, staggering and vomiting blood.
"Too late!" The young Trunks stared at the dense spatial runes that lit up the core shell, his face ashen.
【7...6...5...】
Within the core wound, arcs of energy flashed wildly, space twisted violently, and the beginnings of a collapsing vortex appeared! The golden sphere of light burned as brightly as a supernova!
A close call!
Lin Ye's eyes were resolute! His soul will, linked by the fragments, slammed fiercely into the host's imprint that had been taken away from the sphere of light!
'Tell me! What is the Temple of Time?! What are we?!'
Buzz—! The sphere of light trembled violently!
【4…3…】
The countdown reached zero the instant! A massive, chaotic torrent of information, permeated with endless despair and fear, burst forth from the cracks in the encrypted database and surged into Lin Ye's consciousness!
Not images, but a pure torrent of feelings:
Absolute cold that freezes the soul!
Time is an eternal shackle!
The utter indifference of looking down on ants!
The predetermined fate of the end of all things!
"Ughh ...
【2…1…0!】
[Emergency jump initiated!]
A blinding burst of light engulfed the core! Distortion reached its peak! A flash of light—
boom! ! !
A massive, smooth, collapsed crater, accompanied by violent spatial ripples. The Omega Core and the pulsating sphere of light vanished without a trace.
Deathly silence. Only the hum of ripples and the figure of Lin Ye, curled up and convulsing, his body stained red with the scorched earth.
"Lin Ye!" The young Trunks rushed over.
The future and young Trunks are surrounded by a heavy sense of worry.
"How is he?" the young man asked in a somber voice.
The young man probed the aura and soul fluctuations, his brows furrowing: "Soul in chaos... being overwhelmed by an unbearable surge of information... very dangerous!"
Lin Ye, who had been curled up and convulsing, suddenly froze! His blood-stained fingers dug deep into the scorched earth, his knuckles turning white. His tightly closed eyes trembled violently as he struggled to open them.
Those eyes were empty and blank, as if they had traversed billions of years of frozen time, seeing through everything yet being destroyed by it all—a deathly stillness. Deep within those pupils was the ultimate fear etched into the very essence of the soul… and a cold reverence for the supreme being.
His lips, stained with blood and mud, moved, cracked and bleeding. A hoarse, broken, involuntary voice, carrying endless, icy despair, squeezed out each word:
"The Temple of Time... is not... the source..."
"We...were all just...experiments...being...harvested..."
Before he could finish speaking, his body went limp, and he lost consciousness completely, as if his soul had been drained away. Only that cold, desperate declaration remained, sinking deep into the hearts of the three warriors amidst the hum of the scorched earth and ripples in space, freezing them to the bone.
Chapter 242: Above the White God
The ultimate collision of the Grand Tournament of Power tore through space, and a mysterious colossal maw devoured everything. Lin Ye, above the White Gods, and the dying Jiren were forcibly absorbed, and the Time-Devourer descended, turning the entire Realm of Nothingness into prey. Even the combined might of the gods couldn't stop it, and for the first time, the Omni-King turned his gaze upon them. The surviving warriors set aside their grudges and faced their shared abyss of doom.
The entire Realm of Nothingness groaned beneath that gigantic, dark maw that spanned the void. It was not a spatial rift, but a greedy wound torn open within the universe itself. Pure nothingness emanated from it, cold and deathly still, carrying an ancient hunger that froze the soul.
"The struggle of ants... is truly... a pleasant noise..." The hoarse whispers did not travel through sound, but rather rubbed and groaned directly in the depths of the consciousness of every living being present, like the desperate murmurs of billions of dead souls at the bottom of the abyss, carrying the weariness from the end of time and space, yet containing a greed that would make even the gods tremble.
Lin Ye's cold, swirling silver eyes suddenly froze! A terrifying chill, originating from his life instinct, pierced the core of his "Above the White God" form like a poisoned ice spike, as if the very foundation of his existence had been exposed to the gaze of a predator at the top of the food chain—an absolute suppression of a lower level by a higher one.
His white fist, brimming with the power to shatter the rules and end the world, hurtled towards Jiren's chest. At the very moment of impact, Jiren's silver comet fist, burning with the last glimmer of Ultra Instinct and carrying the tragic force of mutual destruction, was forcibly solidified and distorted by an invisible yet overwhelming force. Two torrents of power, capable of annihilating galaxies, roared like raging dragons choked, their energy shrieks filled with resentment. They were involuntarily redirected, transforming into uncontrollable waterfalls of energy, roaring as they were swallowed by the gaping maw of darkness. There was no earth-shattering explosion, no light piercing the darkness; they plunged into the abyss like sand sinking into a bottomless sea. Only the darkness churning at the edge of the maw seemed to emanate a silent satisfaction.
"What the hell?!" Vegeta's golden hair stood on end, and destructive energy exploded around him, crackling with tiny arcs of electricity, yet it was as insignificant as a firefly before the will of the abyss. An unprecedented sense of powerlessness gripped him. "It...it's eating!" Frieza's golden body trembled violently, his elegant mask crumbling, leaving only primal fear. "It's devouring their power! What kind of monster is this?!" His shrill voice was particularly jarring amidst the deafening roar of collapsing space.
The High Priest's gentle face instantly froze, his azure eyes blazing with divine light like ignited stars. The scepter in his hand was no longer an elegant embellishment, but instead, it stood imbued with immense power in the trembling void: "Unknown high-dimensional invaders! Cease your blasphemous acts immediately! This is the cosmic order ruled by the Omni-King!" His voice was like thunderous judgment, and vast, pure divine power surged forth, attempting to form a solid barrier of laws to dispel the filth and invasion.
"The Omni-King...?" From within the abyss's gaping maw, the hoarse voice seemed to pause slightly, then a barely perceptible mockery, like a cold, venomous snake, licked the souls of all who heard it. Following this was a deeper, more greedy whisper, as if born of the thirst of the end times, "...delicious...snacks..."
Before the words were even finished, the colossal dark maw that spanned the heavens and earth suddenly expanded! An unimaginable, terrifying suction force erupted, targeting the entire arena of the Tournament of Power, the Boundless Space that held the arena together, and all "beings" within that space.
The spatial structure, which had just been stabilized by the combined efforts of the High Priest and the twelve angels, shattered again on a large scale, like glass struck by a heavy hammer, emitting a piercing, mournful cry. Countless invisible chains, woven from the fundamental laws of the universe and maintaining the stability of the arena, were torn and straightened by the greedy suction, and then swallowed by the gigantic maw. Fragments of stars and meteorites floating at the edge of the arena, like dust being drawn into the accretion disk of a black hole, were sucked towards the dark maw, silently disintegrating and dissipating as they approached, their particle structure completely erased.
True terror descended! All the surviving contestants, regardless of which universe they came from or their strength, felt excruciating pain at the very source of their lives. The power they relied on to fight and survive—qi, divine power, magic, and even life force—was frantically stripped and extracted by the terrifying suction force, as if countless invisible pipes were inserted into their bodies, and the essence of their life and energy uncontrollably surged towards the gigantic maw.
"Aaaaaah! My energy! It's disappearing! I can't move!" "No! My body... is withering! Save me!" Desperate cries drowned out the deafening roar of collapsing space. In Universe Eleven, Toppo attempted to expand his Domain of Justice, but his brilliance was torn apart by the suction force in an instant, his body visibly shriveling. Tespo, whose universe possessed the highest speed, crawled like a tortoise under the onslaught of spatial turbulence and the loss of life, staring in horror at his wrinkled hands. The assassins of Universe Four were also left only with terrified screams, weakening and collapsing as their energy drained away.