Chapter 329: The Reconstruction of the Universe
Chapter 329: The Reconstruction of the Universe
The universe continues to awaken amidst violent tremors. The light from the cracks gradually fades, but unease remains in the hearts of Ares, Selna, and Ulysses. Despite their defeat of the most powerful Watcher of Fate, the universe does not seem to have returned to true balance. The starry sky before them appears to have returned to its usual state, but the twinkling of each star speaks of some wound that has not yet fully healed.
"Have we really changed the future of the universe?" Selna asked softly, her eyes filled with uncertainty and confusion. She looked at the two people beside her, seeking some comfort, but found that all the answers still seemed to be far away and elusive.
Ares did not answer immediately. His gaze pierced through the endless void, a hint of doubt and profundity in his eyes. "We have changed the face of destiny, but changing destiny does not mean that everything will be solved," he said slowly. "The laws of the universe are not so easily rewritten, and its deep structure remains untouched."
"So what exactly did we do?" Ulysses asked in a deep voice, his eyes no longer showing the previous ease, but rather a silent vigilance. "Have we made the price of changing our destiny even more complicated?"
“Perhaps.” Ares’s eyes sharpened. “What we’re doing is not just changing the course of the past, but paving the way for the future. But this path is fraught with unpredictable dangers.”
As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them suddenly felt a faint yet incredibly strong tremor coming from the depths of the distant void. The light of the stars flickered, the timeline fluctuated for a brief moment, and the order of the universe seemed to have fallen into deep chaos once again.
“This is…” Selna’s breathing quickened, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes, “Something is awakening again.”
“It is the truth of fate.” A shadow of gloom flashed in Ares’s eyes. “We have broken the shackles of fate, but the true source has never shown itself.”
The rift widened again, and a dark aura spread through the void, like a gigantic black hole that devoured everything. As the rift opened, a powerful force compressed the space around the three, making them almost unable to move.
The aura was ancient and unknown, carrying an endless sense of oppression, as if it came from the distant depths of the universe, from the abyss of fate. Ares felt a fear he had never felt before surge into his heart—it didn't come from the enemy in battle, but from a being far more terrifying than the enemy.
“It’s here,” Ares said in a low voice. “We have touched the very foundation of destiny, and its source is rising from the abyss.”
"The foundation of destiny?" Selna repeated softly, a hint of fear rising in her heart. "What exactly is that? Could it be that the choices we made have awakened the true master of destiny?"
“We broke the rules of fate, but we didn’t realize that behind breaking the rules, there was an even more powerful force.” Ares stared at the gradually clearing crack, a complex and painful light flashing in his eyes. “Every step we took was a counterattack from fate.”
A dark shadow gradually emerged from the crack, its form indistinct, like a ghost from the abyss, exuding an aura of utter terror. The figure seemed both tangible and ethereal, as if emanating from the deepest depths of the universe.
"Do you really think you can destroy fate?" The deep voice echoed in the three people's ears, as if piercing through the barrier of time and space. "You are just a part of fate, and the judgment of fate has already begun."
Ares's sword energy suddenly erupted, slashing towards the dark figure: "We have chosen to break the shackles of fate, and there is no turning back."
"No way to retreat?" The voice sneered. "The judgment of fate is not something you can resist. All your choices will ultimately amount to a futile struggle."
The shadow suddenly opened, transforming into an abyss-like void that swallowed all the light in front of the three. With the eruption of that power, the timeline of the entire universe distorted once more, and space began to collapse wildly, as if everything was crumbling in the depths of the universe.
Ares could barely breathe; everything before his eyes blurred. His sword energy scattered, only to be swallowed by the darkness, unable to advance even half a step. Selna and Ulysses also sensed the threat of this power; their attacks, like pebbles thrown into the sea, vanished instantly into the unfathomable darkness.
“This…this power…” Selna’s face was pale, and fear flickered in her eyes. “It is something I have never seen before, and I cannot even resist it.”
“This is no ordinary power.” Ares gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with rage. “This is the backlash of fate, the punishment for our choices.”
“Punishment?” Ulysses sneered. “Do we have no other choice?”
“No, fate will not make us submit.” Ares’ voice was calm. “What we must do is not retreat, but walk into the abyss.”
As his words fell, Ares swung his sword fiercely, unleashing a light like a thunderbolt that tore through the dark void. At the same time, Selna and Ulysses followed closely behind, their three powerful forces converging into a beam of light that surged towards the unstoppable darkness.
However, the darkness did not dissipate; instead, it grew even more violent, devouring the trio's sword energy and power. The abyssal force was like an endless ocean, engulfing all their resistance. A sense of unease arose in Ares's heart: this time, fate's judgment was far more powerful than they had imagined.
Just as darkness almost completely engulfed them, Ares suddenly felt a strange power surging within him. That power did not come from the outside, but from the depths of his own heart—a strong determination and desire.
“It’s time,” Ares whispered, and his sword energy erupted once more. This time, its power was no longer just the swing of the blade, but a will that penetrated the depths of his heart—he wanted to break free of all constraints and confront the essence of fate.
Suddenly, Selna and Ulysses also felt their inner power awaken. Their energy intertwined with Ares's sword energy, forming an unparalleled radiance that pointed directly at the core of darkness. At that moment, the three forces broke through the barrier of fate, instantly tearing open the abyss of darkness.
“Fate is not unbreakable.” Ares’s voice grew firmer. “We chose to transcend it, we chose to no longer be bound by it.”
As the light erupted, the dark figure began to tremble violently, as if struck by some irresistible force. The outline of that being began to distort, and finally collapsed completely with a deafening roar, disappearing into the endless void.
But Ares knew this was not the end of victory. The abyss of fate still existed; it had never truly disappeared. The real challenge had only just begun.
"We did it?" Selna's voice was filled with shock and complexity. "Has the source of destiny been destroyed?"
“No.” Ares took a deep breath, a hint of confusion and determination flashing in his eyes. “This is just a new beginning. The fate of the universe still lies in our choices.”
Ulysses chuckled: "Then let's create our own future."
The three exchanged glances, speechless, but they all knew that their journey through the universe had only just begun.
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