Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

At four o'clock in the morning, this lively banquet finally came to an end.

Since when, the originally noisy restaurant gradually became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Li Ming, staring at him silently.

"It's time to set off." Li Ming's eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces, and a carefree smile appeared on his face, "I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

Xie Sanyuan and the others remained silent. Miao Qianqian's eyes were slightly red, revealing her reluctance. Cecily and the others looked solemn, as if they had thousands of words stuck in their throats, but didn't know where to start.

The night is as dark as ink, and the stars hang low.

Li Ming walked out of the restaurant slowly and looked up at the boundless starry sky.

His back looked particularly lonely under the starlight, yet with a certain determination.

The others exchanged glances and followed silently to the gate.

For a moment, the surroundings were quiet and silent, with only the breeze blowing gently, ruffling everyone's clothes.

About ten minutes later, Li Ming lowered his head, took a deep breath, and stroked his chest with one hand.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of dazzling golden light, like a meteor, broke out of the body!

This ball of golden light hung in the air, like a huge burning fireball, but strangely, it did not feel hot at all. Instead, it had a mysterious and gentle aura.

"This is our system..." Belinda murmured to herself, her voice so low that it was almost a whisper.

When the other people saw this, they couldn't help but feel a strange emotion in their hearts.

When it comes to the "system", their emotions are so complex that it is difficult to simply define them as "like" or "dislike".

During the long and dangerous years of survival games, the system is both a harsh judge that dominates fate and brings endless suffering.

But to some extent, it has also become the source of motivation for them to constantly break through themselves and fight for survival tenaciously.

Suddenly, except for Miao Qianqian, everyone else's body shook violently, and an identical golden light surged out of their body.

These balls of light seemed to receive some mysterious call, breaking free from the constraints of their hosts, and shooting towards the golden light ahead like rivers flowing into the sea, merging into one in an instant.

Not only that, the originally quiet night sky suddenly boiled, as if a god was waving an invisible giant hand, crushing all the stars in the sky.

The next second, countless golden light spots burst out from the void, their density was even greater than a downpour, and they rushed towards Li Ming's direction in an overwhelming manner.

Billions of golden lights intertwined and entangled in the rush, and the light increased exponentially every moment.

They flowed and reorganized like liquid gold, and finally, with an earth-shaking roar, they turned into a towering giant door that reached the sky.

The door was engraved with obscure ancient runes, which moved in the void like living things.

In the center, an eighteen-colored vortex slowly rotated, emitting a suffocating pressure as the rays of light swallowed and exhaled, as if it was connected to some indescribable forbidden area.

Li Ming looked back at everyone, a faint smile on his face.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly, his clothes fluttering, and the whole person jumped into the gorgeous and dangerous vortex like an arrow from a bow.

"Li Ming!"

Miao Qianqian's slender white fingers reached forward suddenly, but caught nothing.

Her screams were still echoing in the night wind, and the towering gate had already begun to fall apart, turning into thousands of firefly-like points of light that disappeared into the night sky.

In a flash, heaven and earth returned to silence, as if the shocking phenomenon just now had never existed.

Belinda glanced at the people around her, slowly folded her hands, gently closed her eyes, and said devoutly: "Let us pray for him and for ourselves."

……

This is a universe that is extremely barren and suffocatingly empty.

In the boundless nothingness, there is only a lonely planet rotating slowly.

In this eternal silence, something strange happened. A huge gate that stretched from heaven to earth suddenly appeared above the planet.

The heavy door slowly opened, and Li Ming's figure stepped out from the distorted space.

Looking up, I saw a towering building squatting in front of me like a sleeping giant. It was so large that it occupied nearly one-tenth of the surface area of ​​the entire planet.

He took a deep breath and flew down to the ground. He felt the stairs under his feet, and each step was engraved with the traces of time's erosion.

Li Ming's steps were slow but extremely firm. The sound of his boot heels hitting metal and stone was particularly clear in this dead silent world.

As he moved forward, the patterns on the building's surface gradually lit up with a faint blue light, as if sensing the arrival of the visitor.

In the distance, a low whistle of wind swept across the surface of the planet, blowing up fine sand and gravel, adding a bit of desolation to this lonely pilgrimage.

At the end of the stairs, a vast and boundless palace suddenly opens up.

The dome hangs high like a sky, and the four walls extend to the end of the sight, as if the core of the entire planet has been hollowed out to create this miraculous space.

When Li Ming stepped into the hall, the scene before him made his breath stop.

Tens of billions of statues of elemental creatures were arranged like an army, covering the entire hall.

Each statue is lifelike, the elemental laws on the surface are still pulsating, and billions of energies resonate to form a low harmony.

Li Ming stopped and stared for a moment, his eyes reflecting the light and shadow of thousands of elements.

He took a deep breath, stepped on the ancient stone slabs with his boots, and continued walking along the central passage towards the depths of the hall.

Passing through the vast hall of elemental creature statues, the scene in front of me suddenly shrank, and a circular stone hall built of dark golden rocks stood quietly.

Different from the grandeur of the outer hall, everything here exudes a restrained and deadly sense of oppression, even the air seems to have solidified into substance.

A black crystal passage leads straight into the depths of the stone hall.

At the end of the passage, a throne made of pure laws is suspended in the void.

Holy light and darkness are interwoven into a skeleton, time and space are woven into a backrest, soul and death are melted into armrests, and the rest of the laws flow on it endlessly.

The entire throne is like a miracle that embodies the truth of the universe. Every flow of the power of law causes subtle distortions in the surrounding space.

Just as Li Ming was staring at the throne of laws, a translucent figure gradually condensed in front of the throne.

The man was wearing a robe as bright as moonlight, his sleeves moving without wind, emitting a star-like glow.

The light golden hair fell like a waterfall, swaying gently in the air.

His face had both the majesty of a god and the kindness of an elder.

The most amazing thing is his eyes. His left eye is as warm as the rising sun, while his right eye is as cool as the bright moon in the sky. The two completely different temperaments blend perfectly in him.

Li Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he spoke softly: "God of Light, Morse?"

The phantom shook his head slightly, and the voice seemed to come from the other side of time and space, "The light has long been extinguished. I am just a piece of obsession left by the master in the long river of reincarnation."

"My brave hero, you have reached the end of the world. Your courage and strength need no proof. Are you ready to accept the final challenge?"

"No, before that." Li Ming said calmly, his voice low and firm, "I want to hear the stories of my ancestors first."

The phantom was slightly startled, as if this sudden request brought him back to a distant memory.

After a moment, its outline rippled slightly, and a vague and distant smile appeared at the corner of its mouth. "Of course, that was a long, long time ago..."

"Before the era, the world was a vast void. There was no space, no time, and even 'existence' itself had not yet been defined."

"I don't know how long it took, maybe an eternity, or maybe a split second of eternity, a faint energy gradually emerged from the void."

"They are like newborn fireflies, small but containing infinite possibilities."

"These energies wander and collide in the void, some devour each other, and some merge with each other."

"Gradually, certain energy groups grew stronger in the endless struggle and began to sprout the most primitive spiritual wisdom. It was a hazy will, like the first ray of light in the void."

"As the ages pass, more and more people are awakening."

"In order to survive, they began to build barriers and breed new creatures, trying to establish their own absolute control within a limited range."

"And this is the prototype of the world's rules."

"The birth of the plane barrier and world rules has enabled the defense and offensive capabilities of the major wills to achieve a qualitative leap."

"From then on, the universe officially entered the era of 'Great Will'."

"The competition during this period was particularly brutal. When the rules constructed by different wills had similar attributes, they would inevitably meet on the road in the process of climbing to a higher level, and a 'power struggle' would break out."

"The winner devours the loser, and the loser becomes food. There is no compromise, no coexistence, only the most primitive law of the jungle."

"In this chaotic and bloody era, there are two most extreme wills. Their growth rate far exceeds that of other existences. Their upper limit is unfathomable, and they even vaguely touch the threshold of 'ultimate'."

"These two wills are 'Order' and 'Chaos'."

"Order symbolizes absolute control."

"It requires that all things in the world must strictly follow the predetermined destiny, and does not allow any deviation, let alone the existence of any autonomous consciousness."

"In its world, everything fits together like precision gears, never changing."

"And chaos is the opposite of order."

"It represents pure chaos and disorder, where everything is shapeless, without rules or reason."

"Within its domain, everything can change in an instant. What existed one moment may disappear into nothingness the next."

"The two supreme wills have been at odds with each other since their birth, and their confrontation and collision have lasted throughout the entire history of the era.

"With their rise and domination, the universe has completely changed, evolving from a battle among many heroes of the 'Great Will' to the ultimate confrontation between two super camps."

"Based on their inherent attributes, many Lords of Great Will were forced to take sides."

"The great masters of light, life, time, and space have chosen the camp of order."

"And the great masters of darkness, death, soul, and spirit have joined the Chaos camp."

"As for the next-level high-level masters, such as Strength, Agility, Desire, Fear, Hope, Forgetfulness, Resonance, Conservation, Conquest, and Seeking of Knowledge, they also had to make a choice in this war that swept the universe and were forced to join one side."

"Of course, in this turbulent universe, there are still a few wills that remain neutral. The most representative of them are the seven elements of wind, fire, water, earth, ice, wood, and thunder."

“Although the power of the seven elemental masters is slightly inferior to that of the great masters of light and darkness, they are far superior to ordinary high-level masters.”

"More importantly, they have formed an unbreakable alliance contract, helping each other, advancing and retreating together, and only then have they been able to maintain their neutral position with difficulty in the gap between the two major camps."

The halo of the phantom light froze slightly, like a candle flame suddenly stopping in the night wind.

It seemed to be in a long contemplation, and only spoke again after a long while, "In fact, no party wants to be involved in this supreme war, let alone see any of the masters achieve the final victory."

"The reason is obvious. No matter whether order or chaos wins, it will be a catastrophe for the entire World of Will."