Chapter 1277 - 357: Painter: Only the Two of Us Under Heaven

Chapter 1277: Chapter 357: Painter: Only the Two of Us Under Heaven

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Endless timelines, endless destruction.

"Hahaha, it’s madness, the whole era is crazy! Painter! You’re deceiving those parallel worlds, you’re a complete tyrant, you run amok unchecked, a despot. You’ve created endless pain and suffering just to watch a firework."

"On the Celestial Venerate’s killing list, your current kill rate per second has monopolized the top!"

Holy Spirit Immortal Venerate, this old man, still has some conscience, his hands have gone numb from killing.

Seeing those old, weak, women, and children, those Powerhouses charging fearlessly to protect their families, he felt as if he had transformed into a complete butcher.

He, Holy Spirit, can justify killing Powerhouses, justify killing the weak.

But doesn’t want to massacre a bunch of pitiful creatures without any reason.

In the sky, a Painter calmly said, "It’s you all who started the war, you’re the ones killing, you are truly the number one on the killing list, aiming to destroy the entire future, slaughtering the entire world, you are the executioners."

"Are you afraid?" Another Painter engrossed in painting said indifferently, "A bunch of idiots, moral attacks have no effect on me."

...

Prehistoric times.

Sitting in a pavilion before the River of Time, the Immortal Venerates watched indifferently.

Countless lines of worlds are in conflict.

A seemingly endless protracted war had unfolded.

Countless bizarre, twisted unofficial histories, roaring heroes, tragic elegies of annihilated history, phantoms of light and darkness alternating, roars, despair, pain, wails.

"This reckless lunatic." The Time Immortal Venerate exhaled deeply, suddenly standing up, "The ultimate battle might have to arrive early."

"He wants to create the ultimate destiny."

From the seat of the Space Immortal Venerate, still without presence, came a voice, "Attempting to use brute force calculation to explore the possible existence of a Destiny Venerate position."

The face of the Life Immortal Venerate flowed with various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and hatred, "Future time has plunged into chaos, the infinite future, caught in a brute-force calculation, may give birth to the theoretical extreme values of heaven and earth."

Past, future.

Armies on both sides are creating history every minute, every second.

The past, using time to deduce histories and create tactics against the enemy.

The future is also deducing history using Painters, creating eras of fifteen million years to counter the past.

Mutual targeting, mutual deduction, mutual slaughter...

This massive breeding ground, making both sides advance rapidly. In this situation, if destiny truly exists, it must be born among infinite possibilities.

Perhaps it will be in the next second, ten seconds later, half a day later...

The remaining two Immortal Venerates take their seats, Perfection achieved, heaven and earth completed.

Then, the ultimate universe will manifest, a supreme existence stronger than any Immortal Venerate, above all logic, transcending the legendary Realm of Immortal Venerate, will be revealed!

Three minutes later, the [Future] world almost collapsed. Numerous parallel worlds were nearly wiped out, with no resistance possible.

Ten minutes later, after the annihilation of one hundred ninety-seven parallel unofficial histories, in a desperate moment, the numerous parallel unofficial histories of the [Future] united together, forming a league of strong heroic figures, beginning a counterattack.

Forty-eight minutes later, the [Past] also updated its era, Powerhouses from the past, honed by infinite time, suppressed the rise of the future once again.

Ninety-eight minutes later, in the endless exploration, the [Future] discovered through the power of [Reincarnation] that beyond the Extreme Path Immortal Venerate, there is another Small Realm that can be reached through multidimensional fusion: Extreme Me.

One hundred seven minutes later, a large number of powerful beings born from reincarnation burst forth like a fountain, forcing the [Past] to flee in disarray and retreat.

One hundred eight minutes later, just three seconds after the [Past] retreated, it also utilized its own side’s [Reincarnation], resulting in the emergence of numerous Extreme Me powerhouses, leveling the playing field once more.

Ruins, new Civilizations, ruins, new Civilizations.

Across the vast future, past and present have formed the ultimate rotating battlefield, rapidly increasing with an unbelievable speed through reincarnation, as if the ultimate power will also emerge within.

In front of the high-dimensional powerhouses, time ceased to exist in that instant.

Perhaps a second had passed, perhaps several billion years, countless information gathering, every infinite future exhaustively explored.

Finally.

After this instant, two legendary venerable positions began to reveal themselves in people’s vision.

Both sides began to race, competing for that final Celestial Phenomenon Venerate Position.

Ning Zheng, still munching on snacks and watching the spectacle, couldn’t help but frown at this scene:

"Trouble, they’ve realized they need to gather a vast amount of Destiny to prove the Auspicious Path. If I don’t go prove it, someone else will go now."

Although the threshold of aura for Auspicious Path’s 1000000 trillion is hard to reach.

But their infinite civilization bursts give them a significant chance of accomplishing it.

However.

My venerable position is being seized.

The Painter’s venerable position is also being seized!

It’s not that I don’t want to prove, I’m just not wanting to prove yet, but I definitely won’t allow anyone to seize it.

And if I can’t stay still, how can the Painter stay still?

At this moment, someone also found the Painter’s threshold of proving and began to mimic the Painter by painting, attempting to create parallel timelines.

It shouldn’t be me who’s the most anxious!

Ning Zheng decided to wait some more, the Painter’s scheming surely has responsive strategies.

As expected, the Painter made a slash, and the army under his command erupted with terrifying power, interrupting those people’s path to enlightenment in the future, tearing apart their painting timelines:

"I shall oversee the future, preventing others from achieving enlightenment."

The Painter stood high, overlooking the wars on the timelines, his form vast and enormous, much like a Human God holding a needle and thread, weaving worlds, using living beings as puppets of the thread.

A majestic and indifferent voice came from the heavens,

"In this battle, no new Celestial Phenomena shall birth, to disturb the future’s battle."

"In the universe, the two remaining Celestial Phenomenon Venerate Positions have owners."

"Besides my possibility of proving, I will only allow one other to prove."

At that moment, he seemed to be the only True God ruling the entire future, emitting endless power and majesty, presiding over this Realm, confronting the past from afar, across the shores.

Already the true Monarch Emperor of the entire future, mastering all, painting all, controlling all possibilities on this land.

The Painter pointed at Ning Zheng silently eating snacks and watching the spectacle from afar, bewildered, and said indifferently:

"The two remaining venerable positions are destined for us alone."