Chapter 314: The End of Fate, the Rebirth of the Universe
Chapter 314: The End of Fate, the Rebirth of the Universe
“We must break this cycle!” Ares’s gaze was sharp as a knife, his sword pointing at the distant shadows. “These shadows are not merely enemies; they are the product of a broken destiny. As long as they exist, we can never truly restore the universe.”
Selna strode forward, her lightsaber gleaming around her. "Ares is right. We must find their source and stop this shattered destiny."
However, as the shadows surged forward, they sensed an even stronger force gathering. The fragmentation of timelines intensified, as if the entire universe was collapsing, each flicker of starlight tearing reality apart.
"You cannot stop all of this." A deep voice came from the darkness. The blurry figure reappeared, this time no longer hidden in the crack, but revealed itself, like the embodiment of darkness, seemingly the personification of all the erased destinies of the universe.
"You think you've broken free from the shackles of fate, but you haven't seen its true face at all." The shadowy voice was cold and profound. "You've only created greater chaos. You can never escape fate."
Ares stared at the dark figure before him, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Then let me see just how powerful an existence beyond fate truly is."
Suddenly, golden light erupted from his entire body, and sword energy ripped through the starry sky like thunder, his sword finger pointing directly at the dark figure. "No matter who you are, I do not believe in the shackles of fate."
However, the shadowy figure smiled calmly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and the surrounding starry sky began to distort, time and space began to intertwine, and reality and illusion seemed to merge in an instant.
"Fate cannot be defied; it is the foundation of the universe. You fools who try to change it will ultimately reap what you sow." The shadowy figure waved his hand, and all the timelines he touched began to intersect, forming a vast net that attempted to imprison Ares and his companions within it.
Selna swung her lightsaber and thrust it into the net, only to find that the blade became heavy the moment it touched the net, as if the entire universe was resisting her action.
Ulysses gritted his teeth, a flash of anger in his eyes: "This is the judgment of fate! We are nothing but pawns in your game."
The shadowy figure chuckled softly: "Pawns? No, you are more pathetic than pawns. You are merely a part of the universe's rules, while I am the designer behind it all."
The battle raged on, and Ares could feel every nerve in his body struggling against this chaotic spacetime. With each swing of his sword, thousands upon thousands of fragments of time exploded before his eyes, and stars and the world around him crumbled.
"You think you can restore the universe by destroying the River of Destiny?" The shadowy voice continued to echo from all around. "Destiny is not just a timeline; it is the deep law of the universe, determining all living beings and events. By destroying it, you will only plunge everything into the true abyss!"
Ares gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his gaze burning fiercely, unwavering. "You are wrong," he said. "Fate is nothing but a shackle you have created, and I was born to break it!"
He swung his sword faster and faster, each strike carrying a golden glow, as if each strike was trying to tear away the disguise of the shadow and reveal the true face of the universe.
However, the shadowy figure was not driven back; instead, it closed in step by step, and the distance between them seemed to be getting shorter and shorter.
Selna swung her sword desperately, the light of her lightsaber flashing around the shadowy figure, but each strike was deflected; the distortion of time made her sword miss its target. "We can't go on like this!" she cried anxiously. "This isn't just a battle of strength. We must find the source of the shadowy figure!"
Ares frowned deeply: "The source?" A sudden realization flashed in his eyes as he suddenly understood that the root of all this was not simply the collapse of fate, but the most primordial law of the universe—chaos!
He lowered his head, instantly understanding his mission, and said firmly, "Yes, the source is chaos. Only by returning to the beginning of the universe can we truly rebuild everything!"
Ulysses' eyes lit up: "You mean, we need to go back to the beginning of the universe, the starting point of all possibilities? That means we have to cross the Chaos Realm!"
“Yes.” Ares nodded, then charged forward. “We must break through all of this and return to the original core!”
At Ares's command, Selna and Ulysses followed closely behind, and the three of them broke through the encirclement of countless shadows like shooting stars, quickly heading towards the source of the shadows—the rift in the Chaos Realm.
The rift was enormous, like a gateway to the origin of the universe. Time and space around it had completely collapsed; anyone who entered would feel utterly lost.
“This is the only passage to chaos. Once you enter, there is no turning back,” Selna said, a hint of unease in her voice.
Ulysses' gaze was resolute: "There is no turning back. We can only win this war by moving forward."
Ares nodded, gripping his sword hilt tightly. His eyes were filled with determination: "This is our last battle."
They broke through the rift and entered the chaotic abyss, where all the brilliance seemed to be swallowed up, leaving only darkness and nothingness.
"You've finally arrived." The voice of the dark figure echoed from all directions. "Chaos is the original form of the universe. Your struggles are merely manifestations of desire. No matter how much humanity struggles, it cannot escape the cycle of fate."
Ares burst forth with golden light, his sword pointing at the shadowy figure: "I will not let you continue to control this."
"Then, come on!" the shadowy figure chuckled, stretching out his hand. A powerful chaotic force surged from his body, instantly pulling the entire space into an endless abyss.
An unprecedented battle is about to erupt, a clash of powers, a final showdown between destiny and freedom, chaos and order.
The power of chaos grew stronger and stronger, each strike seemingly capable of destroying the entire universe. Ares's sword collided with the power of the shadow, unleashing a dazzling light that tore spacetime apart, causing the surrounding stars to vanish like bubbles.
But Ares's gaze grew even more resolute: "Even if you are the embodiment of truth, I will fight for freedom!"
He unleashed a full-force sword strike, the sword energy piercing through the entire chaotic domain and heading straight for the core of the black shadow!
"Fate is not inevitable!" he cried out. "I will open a new path for all beings bound by fate!"
boom!!!
A dazzling light burst forth, tearing the shadowy figure apart completely. Chaos began to dissipate, and all timelines returned to order.
The shattering of the universe finally ceased, the stars reignited, and all things were reborn.
Ares lowered his head, looking at the world gradually returning to normal, and a sense of peace he had never felt before welled up in his heart.
"This is the true meaning of a free universe."
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