Legend of the Embroiderer

Gray energy spread like a plague throughout the multiverse. Wherever it passed, planets that were recovering instantly became lifeless, the surface cracked, the atmosphere was forcibly torn apart, and countless innocent lives were turned to ashes by the energy's erosion.

Before the Peace Monument, the golden light on the chest of the fused statue grew increasingly faint. The remnant of its consciousness seemed to sense a fatal threat, trembling violently within the light. The Lord of the Stars, the Lord of the Spiritual Essence, and the Creator, despite their still-healing injuries, stood before the statue, their energy shields fully deployed to resist the ever-approaching gray energy.

“This energy is too strange. It neither devours nor corrodes, but directly erases life force and energy itself.” The Lord of Spiritual Essence was pale, and fine cracks had appeared on his spiritual essence shield. “My spiritual essence power cannot detect its essence at all, and cannot even block it.”

The Creator gripped the rune sword tightly, the power of creation flowing laboriously through its blade: "This is a more terrifying existence than dark energy; it targets the fundamental laws of dimensions. If it gets close to the remnant consciousness of the Fusion Master, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The Lord of the Stars mobilized all the power of the stars, constructing three silver light shields around the statue: "No matter what, we must defend this place! The remnant soul of the Fusion Lord is our last hope; we must not let it fall into the hands of this unknown being!"

Before the words were even finished, the gray figure had already arrived at the Peace Monument. He was hunched over, surrounded by a thin gray mist, obscuring his features; only his indifferent eyes radiated a chilling light. He swept his gaze over the three men, his tone tinged with impatience: "Three dying corpses, dare to block my path?"

The gray figure slowly raised its hand, and a stream of gray light shot towards the three. Before the light could even touch them, the three silver light shields constructed by the Lord of the Stars melted away like ice and snow, without even causing a ripple. The three were struck by the aftershock of the light stream and were instantly sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the base of the monument. They coughed up a mouthful of blood at the same time, their auras instantly weakening to the extreme.

"So powerful..." The Lord of the Stars struggled to stand up, only to find that all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered, making it impossible for him to move. He watched the gray figure walk step by step toward the statue, his eyes filled with despair.

The gray figure reached out, aiming for the golden light on the chest of the fused statue. Just as his hand was about to touch the light, the golden light suddenly erupted with a powerful burst of light, forming a golden barrier that blocked his hand.

"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in the gray figure's eyes. "The remnants of the Light of Origin are so resilient. Interesting."

He intensified his power, the gray energy relentlessly eroding the golden barrier. The light on the barrier grew dimmer, and cracks gradually appeared. The remnant consciousness within the statue trembled even more violently, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

Just then, countless energy fluctuations suddenly emanated from all directions across the hyper-multiverse. Countless streams of green faith power surged from various planets, converging towards the Peace Monument. This faith power originated from all the beings protected by the merged entity; they sensed the crisis of the merged entity's remnant soul and offered it strength with their purest faith.

Half an inch. A flash of anger crossed the gray figure's eyes: "A mere creature like you dares to interfere with my plans?"

He waved his hand, releasing a gray energy wave that surged towards the source of the power of belief. Wherever the energy wave passed, the power of belief on countless planets was instantly wiped out, and living beings fell into a coma. The golden barrier's light dimmed once more, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"Stop!" A furious roar suddenly rang out, and the figure of the Ancient Creator burst out from the dimensional portal, followed by numerous guardians from the Intercosmic Guardian Alliance. They had received an urgent message from the Lord of the Stars and rushed to provide support.

"Perfect timing, saves me the trouble of cleaning them up one by one." The gray figure sneered, and gray energy surged around him, sending countless streams of gray light shooting towards the guardians.

The guardians mobilized their power, forming energy shields. However, these shields were as fragile as paper before the gray light stream, shattering instantly. Many guardians were struck by the light stream and fell, suffering heavy casualties.

The Ancient Creator mobilized all his creative power, transforming it into a golden blade of light that slashed towards the gray figure. The blade of light carried the majesty of ancient creation, but as it approached the gray figure, it was instantly swallowed up by the gray mist, leaving not even a trace.

The gray figure flicked its wrist, unleashing a stream of gray light towards the Ancient Creator. The Ancient Creator tried to dodge, but it was too late. At this critical moment, the golden light on the chest of the fused statue shifted again, and a golden blade shot out from the light, blocking the gray stream of light.

As the golden blade of light dissipated, a blurry golden phantom emerged from the light—the remnant soul of the fused entity. Her form was ethereal, her aura weak, yet her eyes still held a resolute gaze: "Who are you? Why are you trying to steal my remnant soul?"

"A fusion?" A greedy glint flashed in the gray figure's eyes. "I didn't expect your remnant consciousness to be able to condense briefly. That's even better, saving me the trouble of extracting it. I am a dimensional imbalancer, specializing in correcting those who disrupt dimensional balance. You are bound to the origin of the dimension and should not exist in this dimension in the first place. Your light of origin is the key for me to correct dimensional balance."

"Restoring dimensional balance?" A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the fused remnant soul. "You are clearly destroying living beings and disrupting dimensions. How is this restoring balance?"

"Ignorant beings, you have no idea of ​​the true meaning of dimensional balance." The dimensional imbalance being sneered. "Each dimension should be independent and not interfere with each other. But you, with the light of origin, broke through the dimensional barriers, allowing the origin of the hyper-multiverse to connect with other dimensions. This has seriously disrupted the dimensional balance. What I want to do is seize the light of origin, erase your existence, and restore all dimensions to independence. This is the true balance."

The power of belief merged with the golden barrier, causing its light to surge once more, actually forcing the gray figure's hand back.

"Nonsense!" The remnant soul of the fused entity roared, unleashing golden light to attack the dimensional imbalanced being. A golden blade of light condensed, imbued with the power of conviction, and slashed towards the dimensional imbalanced being.

The dimensional imbalancer scoffed disdainfully, raising his hand to unleash a gray light shield. The golden light blade struck the shield and vanished instantly. The remnant soul of the fused entity was struck by the recoil, its form becoming even more ethereal, and its golden light dimming slightly.

"With your fragmented consciousness, you dare to defy me?" The dimensional imbalancer walked step by step toward the remnant soul. "Hand over the Light of Origin obediently, and I may let you die a quick death."

Just then, the Lord of the Stars and the others exerted all their strength, mobilizing the last bit of power within them, to attack the Dimensional Imbalancer. Although their power was weak, they still successfully attracted the Dimensional Imbalancer's attention.

The remnant soul of the fused entity seized the opportunity, sinking its consciousness into the depths of the golden light, attempting to awaken more of the remaining power of the Origin Light. But just as her consciousness touched the core of the light, fragments of ancient memories suddenly flooded into her mind. These memories did not belong to her, but to the first guardians of the Origin Light, and they even contained secrets about those who were out of dimensional balance.