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The laws are more stable, the energy is more abundant, and the possibilities of life are expanded to the extreme.

The once war-torn universe now coexists with both fighting spirit and order. Warriors no longer fight for slaughter but hone their skills to protect honor.

The universe that was once a cosmic landscape is now filled with a more diverse array of life forms, including unique races that can resonate with the stars.

Earth, as the homeland of the universe's guardian deity, has become a sacred place for the entire universe.

......

Longhu Mountain, at its summit.

"Fuck-"

The grease dripped onto the charcoal fire, making an enticing sound, and the rich aroma of meat mixed with the spiciness of cumin and chili wafted in the breeze.

Jiang Mo is an unparalleled being who has just reshaped the entire multiverse and is hailed as the master of the Great Dao by countless gods and demons.

He was wearing a white T-shirt and shorts, holding a bottle of ice-cold beer, and skillfully flipping the lamb skewers on the grill.

His movements were fluid and graceful, each flip and each touch perfectly executed, as if they contained some supreme Dao.

"Is Jiang Mo ready yet? I'm drooling with anticipation."

Feng Baobao squatted to the side, gazing longingly at the golden, glistening meat skewers. She already had five or six skewers in her hand, ready to charge in.

"Don't rush, you can't eat hot tofu or delicious grilled skewers in a hurry."

Jiang Mo smiled calmly and casually pointed at the charcoal fire in the air.

"The heat could be just right."

"Buzz."

In that instant, the combustion efficiency of every single carbon atom within that ordinary pot of charcoal fire was elevated to its theoretically perfect limit.

There is not a single bit of energy wasted; the released heat evenly coats each piece of lamb, instantly locking in the juices, resulting in a crispy exterior and tender interior.

"hiss."

Nearby, Asgard, the king of the gods who had just recovered from the shock, gasped again at the sight.

Words become law.

Using the supreme laws of the universe to control the heat of a barbecue?

This is such extravagance, this is absolutely insane!

"Come on, Asgardian brother, try my homemade God King's Happy Water."

Zhang Chulan handed a beer mug to the king of gods, who was clad in golden armor.

Asgard took the glass with some curiosity. The liquid inside was a dazzling star-gold color, and it seemed as if countless miniature galaxies were being created and destroyed within it.

"This is……"

"Oh, Jiang Mo just complained that the beer wasn't strong enough, so he casually compressed the energy of a supernova explosion into it, saying it would make it more potent," Zhang Chulan explained.

Asgard: "..."

He took a small sip with trembling hands.

"boom!"

An indescribable, ultimate taste, imbued with the power of creation and destruction, exploded on his taste buds.

He felt his soul was being elevated.

"Good...good wine!"

Asgard's old face flushed red as he roared excitedly.

He had lived through countless ages and drunk more fine wines than there were stars in the Milky Way, but he had never tasted such a domineering beverage.

"Haha, plenty."

Not far away, Athena, the goddess of wisdom, was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and holding a tablet computer.

She scrolled through short videos with a look of novelty, and burst into silvery laughter when she saw something funny, completely losing the aloof demeanor she had in mythology.

Meanwhile, Poseidon, the god of the sea, and Ares, the god of war, were being pulled along by Wang Ye to play cards.

"A royal flush! Haha, Poseidon, you've lost again!" Ares excitedly slammed the two cards on the table.

Poseidon was so angry he almost crushed his trident: "Damn it, it's you two in cahoots again!"

Wang Ye yawned, looking lazy: "Luck, just luck."

The source of harmony and the source of creation, these two former cosmic enemies, are now transformed into two adorable children.

One was responsible for distributing bowls and chopsticks to everyone, while the other was responsible for using the power of creation to bring together all kinds of top-tier fruits from the universe.

The entire summit of Longhu Mountain was filled with a joyous and harmonious atmosphere, a scene of gods and demons dancing wildly.

Peace has arrived.

Looking at everything before him, Jiang Mo felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

This is the world he is desperately trying to protect.

"Here, baby, yours is done."

He handed the first batch of grilled meat skewers to Feng Baobao, who had been eagerly waiting.

Feng Baobao cheered and took the meat skewer, then began to devour it with gusto, her mouth full of oil. She mumbled, "Delicious! Jiang Mo, the skewers you grilled are the best in the entire universe!"

Jiang Mo smiled indulgently and wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth.

This simple and warm daily life is more precious to him than ruling the entire multiverse.

He thought this kind of life would continue indefinitely.

Until a month later.

Peaceful days are always fleeting.

That day, Jiang Mo was lying on a beach chair with Feng Baobao, enjoying the sun.

Suddenly, a barely perceptible ripple appeared on the calm lake of his heart.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly piercing through the end of time and space, looking towards the edge of a new universe.

"Ok?"

He let out a soft exclamation.

"Jiang Mo, what's wrong?" Feng Baobao asked curiously, a popsicle dangling from her mouth.

"It's nothing, just a minor issue."

Jiang Mo sat up, her brows furrowed slightly.

Just now, he sensed that something extremely strange was happening in the distant Andromeda Galaxy.

The next second, his mind was already there.

The Andromeda Galaxy is a supergiant galaxy formed after the birth of the new universe by merging the old Andromeda Galaxy and some newly formed nebulae. It contains trillions of stars and is colorful and beautiful.

But at this moment.

This galaxy is fading at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Yes, it's faded.

The fiery red star turned gray.

The deep blue nebula turned gray.

The magnificent, colorful planets have turned into shades of gray.

The entire galaxy seemed to have turned into an old black and white photograph, lifeless and gloomy.

"This is……"

Athena, Asgard, and other gods also noticed the anomaly almost simultaneously.

Their divine thoughts were projected in one after another.

"There are no energy fluctuations, no distortion of laws, it is neither the power of nothingness nor the power of chaos."

Asgard's expression was extremely solemn.

"This galaxy was not destroyed; it simply lost its color."

Athena adjusted her glasses, her eyes gleaming with wisdom.

But this time, even her wisdom seemed unable to explain the phenomenon before her.

"No, it didn't lose its color."

"The concept of color has been erased from this galaxy."

These words startled all the gods.

To erase a concept?

What a terrifying and bizarre method this is.

Killing someone is merely a matter of beheading them, but this kind of attack denies the fundamental attributes of a thing from its very source.

"interesting."

Jiang Mo looked at the grayish-white galaxy with interest on his face.

"It seems there are some mischievous little mice hiding in places I don't know about."

He extended a finger and gently touched the desolate galaxy.

“I said, let there be light, no, let there be color.”