Glorious God Throne

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Between heaven and earth, only these thunderous sounds remained.

The black Life Tower seemed to hide in the sky, with its rotating energy shield outside the tower pulverizing all falling meteors into ash.

On one floor of the Life Tower, known as the super server location, countless starlight seemed to flow. A massive virtual map enveloped everyone inside, showing dots of varying brightness corresponding to each shelter marked with life beacons on Blue Star.

At this moment, many light points rapidly dimmed as life forces quickly declined – representing lives being lost every minute and second. In some areas of the map, originally bright points had completely extinguished, meaning those shelters had completely lost all life force and become dead zones.

Everyone watching this had grave expressions.

Earlier after reaching cooperation, several floors of this Life Tower had become the temporary command center for the Pan-Human Alliance. The most brilliant talents from various countries worked here day and night, contributing all their wisdom and abilities for humanity’s future.

“Shelter 77 has been completely wiped out, all contact lost.”

“Lost contact with Shelter 103, but life signs remain. Nearest forces have departed for rescue…”

“Shelter 139 mostly preserved, all personnel taking shelter in place, awaiting further instructions.”

“Shelter 171…”

In the first few minutes, numerous messages came through communication equipment, and orders were sent back accordingly.

But before long, all communications were cut off.

Even the satellites in the sky lost contact with them.

“Hahahahaha! Come!”

At the top of the Life Tower, under the infinitely distant sky, a youth wearing a black wizard’s robe floated amidst the falling meteor shower. He spread his arms and laughed heartily, as if embracing this catastrophe destroying the entire world.

“What catastrophe could be greater than the Return to the Void! If I can survive such a catastrophe, I shall become the highest truth!”

Among the endless falling meteors, his black wizard’s robe fluttered as if blown by fierce winds, his snake-like black hair dancing.

Virtual energy imperceptible to ordinary people rose like flying fireflies from all over the world, surging toward him.

Increasingly powerful energy waves formed vortexes around him.

–This wizard known as “Calamity Truth” had hidden formations in the distributed Life Marks. They wouldn’t actively harvest lives for sacrifice, but would automatically collect life force whenever lives were lost near the beacons.

–This was something the “White King” had permitted, and was one of the conditions for Dark Wizard Palmer’s cooperation with this world.

In the black-robed wizard’s purple-gray eyes, complex magical runes flowed like nebular vortexes as he expectantly gazed into the distance.

“Come! More and more life force–”

Yao Country.

BOOM!

The moment the meteors fell from the sky, a sword light flashed like the peak of Kun Mountain, like the Milky Way descending from the nine heavens. That ribbon-like sword light swept upward like a mighty river crossing the sky. ȓΑ𐌽ȰβΕṨ

Countless sword energies flew out like branching rivers, weaving into vast sword nets. The ocean of sword energy swept across Yao Country’s sky, cutting the falling meteor shower into drifting fragments, like heavy snow fluttering down.

Everyone in Yao Country seemed to see a figure standing between the Kun Mountains. That figure filled the space between heaven and earth in this moment, leaving everyone stunned in amazement.

But as the “snow” drifted down, igniting clusters of trees and bushes, also burning some unfortunate people who hadn’t taken shelter in time, they finally snapped back to reality, their first reaction being–

“Put out the fires! Quick!”

“No, get to the shelters!”

BOOM!

The first sudden wave of meteors, cut into countless pieces by the sword light, bought precious reaction time for many people, directly saving countless lives.

The quick-witted people had already used this time to hide in solid underground shelters, or fled toward locations with powerful extraordinaries, or frantically dodged among the continuously falling star fragments, running toward where the military was…

More martial arts practitioners watched the direction of Kun Mountain with shining eyes, watching the constantly flashing sword light in the sky. They imitated the moves of the Hanguang Sword Master, drawing their own swords and blades to cut down the small meteors falling through gaps in the sword light, protecting nearby ordinary people…

Others like Liu Ningshuang who practiced unarmed martial arts leaped between buildings. Their fists and feet were their strongest weapons, continuously blasting through collapsing walls to save everyone they encountered…

Atop Kun Mountain, the white-robed swordsman calmly swung his sword again and again, as if doing daily practice, but each sword light he unleashed destroyed vast swaths of falling stars.

Above Roland Kingdom.

An illusory painting hung in the air, seeming to invert sky and ocean. The falling meteors penetrated through the ocean above the sky, crashing unstoppably toward this fragile kingdom.

But there was no panic among the crowds in the streets.

Fear, terror, despair, sorrow, worry… all negative emotions were absorbed by the seascape painting in the sky the moment they emerged.

Just looking at that painting once filled everyone’s hearts with unprecedented calmness and composure. Like being wrapped in gentle waters, swimming in boundless ocean, positive emotions continuously welled up from within, their minds as cool and rational as the blue sea.

Avoiding meteor impact zones, heading to unaffected areas, rescuing the injured along the way, prioritizing the elderly and children… at this time, everyone’s thinking was extremely rational. What should and shouldn’t be done, plans listed in their minds. Even as buildings collapsed, temporary shelters were unfortunately struck by meteors, people were injured, people died… the survivors continued to act in an orderly manner, like robots executing optimal protocols.

This also minimized unnecessary injuries and stampedes.

Music echoed through the city’s streets, seeming to contain coded language, guiding everyone to follow the music toward temporarily safe areas, looking like a group of apocalyptic zombies following commands.

–Spirit Forgers had no powerful physical attack methods, but could easily twist the thoughts and will of living beings. Unable to solve the meteor problem, but able to eliminate everyone’s negative emotional burdens, helping them exert 200% of their strength.

In a certain Rubik’s cube space, Joey held a flute in one hand and brush in the other. Formless painting spirits struggled under his brush as he melted countless people’s emotions, painting a brand new apocalyptic scroll.

“Hmm, I’ll call it ‘A Day in Hell’~”

Chenxing Empire.

More and more star fragments fell, the entire imperial capital of Chenxing Empire was bombarded by meteors filling the sky.

Fleeing crowds were everywhere.

“Get out of the way–!”

A burly man forcefully pushed aside a woman holding a child, turning to face a suddenly collapsing high-voltage tower, about to run away.

But in the next instant, the burly man’s escape movement paused, suddenly diving toward the direction he had pushed the woman, like a puppet whose direction was forcibly twisted.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Only a mix of shocked and angry howls escaped his throat.

“No–”

In the midst of the howls, the shadow at his feet grew deeper, his tall frame made an agile lion-pouncing-rabbit motion in mid-air, tightly protecting the woman holding the child in front of him, then forcefully pushing forward.

“No–”

The next instant, the desperately howling burly man forcibly turned his back, exposing his spine to the collapsing high-voltage tower, buying some time and space for the woman he had pushed away.

This series of movements was shockingly fast, but the burly man’s wide brown eyes revealed intense terror–

“No–!!”

BOOM!

Collapsing dust covered everything, fresh blood flowed across the ground.

The barely surviving woman got up from the ground, first checking the child in her arms, then casting a puzzled gaze toward the unrecognizable corpse on the ground.

She recognized him as a notorious thug from the neighborhood. Using her as a meat shield during the fleeing crowds completely matched his style, but sacrificing himself to save her when he could have escaped…?

Thinking of the thug’s involuntary state just now, then thinking of mysterious powerful extraordinaries, the woman’s mind filled with speculation.

Ignoring her pain, she carried her child to the unrecognizable corpse and bowed.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, unknown sir!”

Amidst grateful words mixed with tears, the woman picked up her child again and quickly ran with the fleeing crowds.

The shadow under her feet, the shadows of collapsed ruins, and the shadow of the unrecognizable corpse merged with the shadows of the entire city.

In the depths of the shadows, someone sat atop a high building, withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly.

“Ah, no need for thanks.”

Endless shadows spread from beneath his feet, enveloping this nation existing within the city’s reflection. Countless thin shadows extended outward like tentacles from the shadow realm, seeming to pass through the mirror surface through the city’s reflection, connecting with the shadows of every person in this city in the real world.

And the man sitting atop the high building was like the world’s most skilled puppeteer, manipulating the fates of countless people in this city through everyone’s shadows.

Thus, incredible miracles happened on this day.

Countless villains suddenly reformed, using their insignificant lives to clear paths for others in times of disaster, paving escape routes for others with their flesh and blood.

Usually selfish people suddenly all became selfless heroes.

On this day of the apocalypse, they seemed to suddenly understand the spirit of selfless dedication, realizing their “value” of self-existence.

Perhaps this is the so-called “people only know what they truly want at the last moment of life”?

Such as self-dedication, such as redemption and sacrifice.

“Oh my my my, how touching~”

Having marked so many pieces of trash without eliminating them until now, wasn’t it just for utilizing this waste at this moment?

“Scum washing their hearts and turning toward good, every fairy tale should have such a perfect ending~” Watching the shadows disconnecting as their owners died, the ruler of the shadow realm revealed a delighted smile, “From this perspective, I’m truly the greatest fairy tale writer!”

…..

This day was perhaps the most glorious day for Bai Yi’s numerous vests. It was also the busiest day for all extraordinaries.

Yao Country, with the strongest overall strength, most extraordinaries, and Pei Hefeng’s protection, suffered the lightest losses, though the dead and injured were still uncountable. Countries with similarly strong power like Chenxing Empire and Sang Country also had many people survive thanks to the vests’ intervention.

But on this planet, there were more weak countries, places beyond the reach of Bai Yi’s vests, areas where extraordinaries lacked strength, government capabilities were insufficient, and perhaps even shelters were inadequately built in backward regions…

While some luckily escaped alive, others unfortunately met with disaster.

And many more struggled in despair.

Countless tragedies were occurring on this blue planet–

South Sea Islands, Calamity Truth penetrated heaven and earth.

The wizard who embodied his own truth amidst the meteor shower became the greatest calamity, also attracting the most calamity, making the disasters falling on the South Sea Islands fewer – in other words, the meteor density falling on the South Sea Islands was lower than other places.

Even so, such disaster was still devastating.

Local extraordinaries rushed everywhere to save people, still unable to cope.

Rumble rumble, tall buildings collapsed.

Advanced martial arts practitioners quickly rushed forward, whip kicks striking out lightning-fast to kick aside falling beams while reaching out to grab people about to be crushed and dodge aside!

With a rumbling sound behind them, the survivors finally breathed sighs of relief. But looking around again, this just-relaxed joyful mood suddenly grew heavy again–the disaster came too fast and sudden, many people couldn’t escape…

At this time, “thunder” sounded again in the sky.

…

Edun Kingdom.

The slums with no proper shelter facilities were already in chaos, the stench of blood permeating everywhere.

Falling meteors blasted huge craters in the connected houses, crowds fled from collapsed buildings like ants, scurrying between ruins, various sounds mixed together.

“Help! Save me! I don’t want to die!”

“No! My daughter is still inside–!”

“Where’s Alai? Alai where are you?”

…

Rumble rumble, rumble rumble.

Burning star fragments fell like meteor showers.

At this moment, this was the only scenery between heaven and earth.

Amidst the rolling thunder sounds, Bai Yi seemed to hear countless people’s cries for help, struggling with all their might in deepest despair, bursting forth with star-like brilliant desires.

–That was the wish to survive!

Countless people’s despair gathered together, countless people’s cries for help gathered together, transforming into the struggling will of the entire world.

“I hear your wish.”

A card flew toward the sky, someone told this world.

Brilliant golden ripples spread outward with the card as center, the deity who watered flowers in deepest misfortune rose to the sky, scattering hope seeds from his hands to every person crying for help.

The Flower Speaker created hope seeds that fulfilled people’s wishes using despair as nutrients – the more concentrated the nutrients, the more brilliant the seeds of hope.

And now, this despair and misfortune was finally enough.

Only when the world itself fell into deep despair and misfortune, when the world itself cried out with desire to be saved, could the hope seeds he envisioned to save the entire world be born.

Countless illusory flowers bloomed, the deity among flower clusters gazed down at this world from another space, gazing at every person:

“From now on, everyone deeply trapped in misfortune may awaken power to save themselves in deepest despair.”

Such an extraordinary seed…

“…Be born in the world’s despair!”

“No, I don’t want to die–”

“Save my child–”

In every corner of this world, at the moment tragedy descended, virtual seeds suddenly sprouted in hearts dyed dark by despair, granting them new power.

“Ah Bao!” A surge of power suddenly welled up in the body of a mother desperately trying to save her child, letting her flip aside the ruins crushing her child. She was dazed for a moment, then held her child crying and laughing…

“Don’t leave me–” Someone with injured legs unable to escape, abandoned by others, could only watch death approach, suddenly mastered wind power at the moment of death, their entire body lifted by fierce winds, escaping from under falling meteor fragments…

“Save me!” A child crying trapped in ruins suddenly had power surge through their whole body, flipping aside all surrounding ruins. They stood dazedly on the ground, stopping their tears.

–On this day, countless people died in misfortune, and countless people awakened their own extraordinary powers in deepest despair.

This power wasn’t cultivated later, but naturally awakened. Only those who didn’t give up even in deepest misfortune, who had intense desires and obsessions, had a chance to awaken.

And each person’s awakened ability was related to their wish at the time of awakening and their deepest inner obsession. Even with the same wind control ability, no two were exactly alike.

–These were the so-called “Awakened Ones.”

In a certain shelter in the Holy Federation, Samuel looked at several dazed shadows he summoned, vaguely seeing familiar features on their faces, instantly freezing.

After a while, he prostrated on the ground, tears filling his eyes.

“–Omnipotent Lord!”