Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

A boundless and powerful aura surged forth.

“The Astral Plane has what we want, and Earth has it too, but now Earth has become powerful and has even taken over the Astral Plane.”

"Could it be that our Divine Land is destined to remain silent in this era?"

"One era after another, in the blink of an eye, we have experienced several harvest eras, and we have never been able to truly fight a single battle."

"This time, it's yet another unexpected turn of events."

The others fell silent again, but a powerful aura was surging within them.

Clearly, no one was entirely convinced.

One of the gods sighed and said, "What else can we do?"

The god whose body was covered with countless skulls.

Its roar still echoed over the sacred land.

The towering pillar made of bones exuded an aura of resentment and violence.

However, before he finished speaking,

"Buzz,"

A tremor originating from the very foundation of existence instantly swept across the entire divine land.

A terrifying premonition that the entire divine land was about to be forcibly erased from the canvas of reality.

All the gods, regardless of their usually expressionless faces, underwent a dramatic change in expression at that moment.

Suddenly, I looked up at the sky, which was reinforced by countless divine laws.

The eternally shining, divinely radiant sky, like fragile glass, was suddenly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

Beyond the crack lies a chaotic void, a gloomy place that devours everything.

"What...is this?" The voice of the god who advocated silence was dry and filled with disbelief.

"Crack..."

"Boom!"

The heavens of the divine land shattered.

Like a weathered sand sculpture, it vanished and disappeared.

The dark, desolate tide, like a torrent bursting its banks, surged in from the gaping hole in the shattered sky.

Wherever the tides pass, the laws governing the existence of the divine land crumble first.

The magnificent golden palace melted away like snow under the sun, and the river flowing with the holy spring dried up and vanished into nothingness.

Those divine plants that radiated a shimmering, precious light, and the mythical beasts and birds that inhabited them, before they could even utter a mournful cry, disintegrated and turned into the most basic particles.

They were then swallowed and assimilated by the tide.

"No, my divine kingdom."

A god watched in horror as his faith kingdom, which he had cultivated for countless eons, crumbled like a bubble in the tide.

He attempted to invoke divine power to resist.

But that immense divine power, enough to easily create small worlds, vanished the moment it touched the tide of annihilation, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Not only was it ineffective, it actually fueled the tides' power.

"The rules are dying out."

"This power is denying existence itself."

Another ancient god let out a desperate roar.

He felt his immortal soul trembling, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

The towering pillar made of bones cracked and crumbled under the onslaught of the annihilating tide.

Above it, the roaring phantom of the vengeful ghost dissolved rapidly, as if it had been doused with concentrated acid.

The arrogance on the face of that most radical god had long been replaced by boundless fear.

He tried to retrieve the remains, only to find that his connection with the divine weapon was being rapidly severed.

"Run! Run quickly!"

It's unclear who shouted, but where could they possibly escape to?

The spatial structure of the divine land is disintegrating layer by layer, with dimensions folding.

The spatial-temporal turbulence was quickly quelled by an even more powerful force of annihilation.

All that was left for them was a space of despair, constantly being swallowed by darkness.

……

Deep within the astral plane, in the last settlements built by some remaining powerful races.

This place is where the last elites of the ten royal families of the Star Realm gather.

Relying on ancient star arrays and their race's forbidden treasures, they managed to build relatively stable shelters in fragmented star fields.

The leaders of the ten royal families were all once overlords who dominated the stars.

At this moment, they are all gathered in a royal court, built from the core of a dying star, where the atmosphere is as heavy as congealed blood.

"Such a powerful burst of mysterious energy."

boom,

A powerful member of the royal family rushed out of the territory and headed towards the outside world.

Upon seeing the endless tides, his expression changed drastically.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh,

In an instant, the ten leaders stood up abruptly, their powerful divine senses piercing through the royal court and piercing into the endless starry sky.

They saw it.

That familiar starry sky background is being covered by a flowing gray.

Stars, whether young or dying, are extinguishing in a way that defies all known physical laws.

Ultimately, it blended into that grayness.

The light was distorted and swallowed up; the sound was erased.

Only a suffocating silence was spreading rapidly, capable of bringing everything to an end.

"It's it, the legendary 'Great Annihilation'... It's really here..."

A royal leader, shaped like a dazzling crystal, suddenly lost his core radiance, filled with despair.

Clearly, he recognized where the disaster came from.

Upon hearing this, the other royal leaders also changed their expressions drastically.

"impossible,"

“Our royal family has endured countless calamities; how could we perish here?”

A colossal beast king, its body as large as a mountain, let out a defiant roar.

He attempted to unleash the ancient power within his bloodline and ignite his final fighting spirit.

However, the vanguard of the Annihilation Tide had already reached the star field where they were located in the next moment.

The star where Wang Ting was located instantly lost all light and heat, as if the delete key had been pressed, and it "disappeared" directly from the universe.

The once impregnable royal court began to crumble from its edges, not collapse, but vanish into nothingness.

The leaders of the ten royal families sensed the will to annihilate everything, and they attempted to join forces to resist it.

Various forbidden supernatural powers and secret treasures inherited from the beginning of time lit up, bursting forth with light powerful enough to reshape the galaxy.

But this light, in the face of the dark tide, was like a spark thrown into the vast ocean, flickering for only a moment before being completely extinguished.

"Our people...are unwilling!"

"Eternal silence, is this our destiny?"