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Chapter 1630 Final Chapter: Crossing the Sea [53] "The Great Sage Yang Mermaid and the Unsincerous People Arrive (16)"

The power injected by the second seat, the vast energy of the World Tree, and Casadia's own unwillingness mixed together, creating a frenzied reaction.

The whole process was brutal and painful, as if a piece of porcelain full of life was forcibly forged into a bizarre toy for mere amusement.

"...!" Su Ming'an felt a stinging and burning sensation as he held Casadia's hand. Even though the touch had changed from cool flesh to flowing liquid, Su Ming'an still did not let go.

He floated there, surrounded by seven-colored fluid.

The human Casadiya have completely disappeared.

What was reborn on the spot was an indescribable thing wearing a clown mask but maintaining a human-shaped outline.

—The Devil of Fun.

The title seemed tailor-made for him. He became the embodiment of joy, and also its prisoner. The clown mask's perpetually grinning mouth seemed to be silently mocking the entire world. The moment the transformation was complete, a terrifying pressure erupted from him, temporarily suppressing the World Tree's cries and resistance.

Su Ming'an gripped the sword hilt tightly, the cross-shaped light barrier flickering erratically amidst the increasingly violent energy storm. He stared at the cold clown mask, trying to find a trace of Casadia's past.

...but instead, they were met with two bottomless, pitch-black holes that swallowed all light.

"Did you win?" Su Ming'an asked softly.

He didn't know who he was talking to, nor did he know if "Casadia" was still around.

The "demon" wriggled and twisted, as if about to attack Su Ming'an who was so close, but then stopped in an instant, its deep eyes looking through the holes in the mask.

...He still retains his sanity!
It's hard to imagine how strong Casadea's willpower must be to still remember who he was under such immense pain.

"I haven't won yet, I'm still fighting the World Tree for consciousness..." the young man murmured, head bowed. "I need... I need immense faith and energy... to win this tug-of-war for consciousness..."

He raised his head, revealing a pair of deep eyes beneath the holes in his mask. He no longer seemed like the eccentric and lively youth he once was; his eyes were as deep and unfathomable as a black hole.

His smile was distorted and excited:
"Brother... help me...!"

At this moment, Su Ming'an already knew what Casadia was going to do next.

"You want me to send a message to all of humanity, claiming that Casadia has betrayed us, seized the Seed of the World, and transformed this planet from a peaceful world into a dangerous multi-racial world..." Su Ming'an said slowly.

He understood completely.

I completely understand now... what a rotten thing history really is.

“Yes, the evolution of this planet is irreversible, but rather than letting humanity hate the World Tree and Ijuril, let them all hate me… pin the blame on me…” Casadia’s face was contorted with rage; his once beautiful, glass-like features were now reduced to shattered flesh and blood. His handsome features were gone, leaving only a withered, exaggerated, mocking clown mask. “I need the hatred, disappointment, and pain of all humanity… I want to gather all their malice upon me in their most desperate moment. I am a demon that draws upon all negative power; I need… I need emotional energy! I must win this tug-of-war of consciousness—”

"Why are you willing to do this?" Su Ming'an shouted. During their time together, he had come to believe that Casadia wasn't a particularly great person.

"Because I want to live!!!" Casadia screamed hoarsely, clutching the seed in his heart. "Not for any great reason, not for any noble excuse—I want to live! Brother!"

"If I can't win this protracted battle, my consciousness will be swallowed by the World Tree, and I will die!"

"If I hadn't rushed up just now, I would have been pierced to death by the branches and leaves, and I would still have died!"

"I came to this point because I wanted to live! I humbly begged that voice for help because I wanted to live, and sold my soul to Him!"

"Brother! Promise me, let everyone hate me, let all the malice be directed at me—let me win this tug-of-war, let me live!"

The seven-colored liquid at the center of the radiance wriggled and twisted.

Gradually, the handsome, porcelain-like young man with blue hair began to resemble the image of the devil in Su Ming'an's memory. After many years... Su Ming'an would meet Him again.

From then on, the world lost a two-dimensional artist named Casadia who lived a life of mere survival and self-entertainment. Instead, it gained a fraudster demon named Lezi who stole the power of the World Tree, was burdened with the blessing of "creation," and ascended to the position of "joy" through self-deception.

He stole the Holy Sword from the War of Eden, He stole the Key of Isabelle, He separated the two sisters of Calamity, He deceived the world and manipulated the mortal realm, He bewitched the players who had just entered the eleventh dungeon to choose their race, He stopped the boss rabbit from taking Su Ming'an under the World Tree...

Was His actions a result of being manipulated by authority, losing himself, indulging in playful behavior, and acting recklessly, or was it to prevent the Radiant Mother Goddess and the Demon Mother Goddess from clashing too early, thus stealing their holy swords and keys and dragging things out until Su Ming'an and the others arrived to break the deadlock?

—Great Second Seat, I, in my lowly mortal form, beg you to save us; I will deceive myself into becoming your most faithful believer.

—Deception can be believed to be true.

—Yes, I will deceive myself into believing that I am a true demon, chasing after pleasure! A mouth of joy leaping on the lips of all things! A complete traitor! Lies, suspicion, doubt, betrayal… these malicious emotions from the same source converge, and this is the energy that keeps the World Tree in a stalemate, unable to erase humanity!

—If one day they discover your secret, and are moved by your 'great' actions, they want to clear your name…

"If that happens, I will lose my foundation of faith, my authority over 'pleasure' will become useless, I will be forced to retreat from the higher dimensions back to the mortal realm, I will lose this protracted tug-of-war spanning countless epochs, and the World Tree will immediately attempt to annihilate humanity! I must and can only be the Pleasure Demon; I cannot be anyone else…! I must live!"

You have to deceive, you have to use tricks, you have to be clever.

To become a "Wallfacer" who is not great.

His initial intention was simply to survive, which was not particularly noble, but his survival was inherently intertwined with the survival of the general human race.

With this lie, he deceived four recurring eras, deceived for millennia, made everyone hate him to the core, and unleashed an inexhaustible torrent of malice every moment…

He did steal some of the World Tree's authority, but only to forcibly graft the seeds of the new world, which were incompatible with it, into the future.

Thus, throughout the four eras of the long passage of time, in the cycle of the birth and death of civilizations, there has always been a figure standing in the gap between destruction and birth.

He uses lies as armor and mockery as a mask, turning the whole world into a chessboard and regarding the joys and sorrows of all beings as sustenance.

—He is the "deceitful one" who stole the power of the World Tree, a demon in the name of joy and pleasure, a traitor despised by all. He burns himself in the most despicable way to sustain the precarious flame of humanity.

He deceived the years, deceived history, and deceived everyone who hated him to the core. He made desperate mothers curse his name, made angry heroes point their blades at his heart, and made bewildered children tremble with fear at his arrival in the middle of the night.

All malice, hatred, fear, and doubt flowed like a vast river into the deep sea, becoming nourishment for Him to contend with the will of the World Tree. He could not be great, could not be glorious, could not show the slightest softness. He must forever remain that frivolous, malicious, pleasure-seeking demon who delights in the suffering of all beings—for this colossal lie cannot be justified.

With the brush that paints the world, He altered the rules of the world; with the tongue that deceives, He distorted the perceptions of millions. He carried the deepest sins, walking amidst the laughter of all beings.

Until one day, a traveler from another world broke through the cycle of reincarnation and gazed into the eyes beneath His mask—

"Cassadia is the god of joy, pleasure and lies."

"Cassadia is the god of joy, pleasure, and lies!!!"

The lie has become the truth.

He looked at Su Ming'an, the complex emotions in his eyes settling into a mocking, joyful smile.

Then, that smile disappeared.

A seven-colored hand pressed against Su Ming'an's chest and gently pushed him away—

Su Ming'an fell into a spatial rift, and the last thing he saw was the young man's silent and frozen silver eyes.

"I will stay here forever."

"I hope you will convey my message."

……

After being sent away by Casadia, Su Ming'an immediately boarded an airship and returned to the Ark.

Upon returning to the Ark, it found itself under the highest level of martial law.

Along the corridor, blinding red lights flashed, cameras in every corner scanned rapidly, and loudspeakers repeated the order for martial law:

"Warning! Warning! The world barrier is crumbling!"

"Emergency activated! All personnel return to their positions immediately! Non-combat personnel, please follow the instructions to return to your personal space!"

"Repeat! This is not a drill! The external environment of the Ark is undergoing drastic changes! All personnel are on high alert!"

The metal corridor was bathed in flashing red light, illuminating panicked faces. Guards ran swiftly, researchers hastily shut down experimental equipment, and chaotic cries echoed from the lower levels.

"Cassadia's actions forced the World Tree to react ahead of schedule..." Su Ming'an instantly understood. Casadia's forceful takeover of the World Tree accelerated the fusion of the two worlds. Now, the two planets are about to be forced to merge.

He quickly returned to his small room on the 13th floor, opened the door, and saw that the furniture was overturned and that Su Liujin, who was supposed to be resting, was nowhere to be found.

Su Ming'an turned around. Su Liujin absolutely could not be allowed to end up in the laboratory now. The twin stars had merged prematurely, and in order to force growth, who knew what those inhuman scientists would do to him?

He acted decisively, heading to the hundredth floor of the Ark to inform Huibai and Antetoria about Casadia and Su Liujin. Now, of all the beings in two civilizations and billions of lives, he could only trust these two. Their character ensured that, no matter what, they would never join the ranks of those persecuting Su Liujin. This world did not favor the Jellyfish Emperor, even trying to kill him at every turn, but these two would not.

As expected, Hui Bai replied without hesitation, "I understand. I will activate the monitoring systems of all departments of the Ark to help search for Su Liujin."

Antetolia frowned, her concern for Casadia more palpable: "So, we must claim Casadia is a traitor… Although we had anticipated that Igulel might have orchestrated a deception, we had no choice but to accept it. We never expected that this kid Casadia would help us break this deadlock…"

“Cassadia did everything he could, he’s a hero…” she clenched her fists. “But is this dangerous world our future home? Is the heavens going to destroy humanity?”

at this time--

"Quick! Look outside!" an operator exclaimed in alarm.

Everyone in the command room involuntarily turned their gaze to the huge porthole that occupied an entire wall, and Su Ming'an also looked up.

Outside the window, the vast universe and the Milky Way are undergoing earth-shattering changes.

That beautiful, dazzling, and colorful planet seemed to suddenly come alive! Countless shimmering golden phantoms of branches and leaves burst forth from the planet's surface, piercing through the atmosphere and spreading into outer space. They were like the strokes of a divine brush, suddenly covering the ark!
"It's coming!" Locke shouted.

"Too close, there's no way to get out of the way!" shouted one of the crew members controlling the heading.

Countless white shadows instantly grabbed the ark, like an octopus extending its tentacles to wrap around its prey. The moment the two planets collided, an irreversible fusion began. Seven-colored energy flowed and shimmered like the aurora borealis, as the rules of two completely different worlds were forcibly merged.

Continental plates, like clay in a child's hands, are kneaded and shaped at will, causing majestic mountains to collapse into boiling lava lakes; rivers, lakes, and seas are drawn by an invisible force, flowing into the vast ocean; towering forests of trees burst forth from the ground, their canopies spreading out like canopies, reaching above the clouds.

It was like the creation of the world, a myth unfolding.

"It's started..." someone murmured absentmindedly.

"The fusion is irreversible! Attention! The transformation of life form is imminent!" The system's cold notification sounded.

In an instant, a wave of energy swept across the entire ark, passing over everyone's body.

"what……"

"my body……"

"What is this feeling?!"

Exclamations of surprise rang out throughout the ark.

Inside the command center, tiny scales sprouted on the forehead of a civilian employee; another soldier's fingernails became sharp and curved; and a researcher in the corner suddenly unfurled a pair of insect-like wings from his back...

Racial Transformation – Based on the rules of the Mirror of Creation, everyone is given a new racial identity at this moment.

Elves, orcs, demons, angels, dragonborn, sea creatures... races that exist only in fantasy are now living and breathing right beside me.

Fine scales sprouted on Hui Bai's face. Golden dust drifted down from Antetolia's hair. Su Ming'an also felt an energy surge into his body, but it was quickly calmed down.

The world rule of that planet is that "races are born and die naturally; superior races soar like wild geese, while inferior races are as worthless as ants." Once humans enter, their bodies are weak, and most of them will become inferior races.

"I'm going." Su Ming'an didn't wait any longer, picked up the S-level access controller, and turned to leave.