After leaving the world of all NPCs

Ye Zuochen finally became what those in power had envisioned——

He raised his head slightly.

It's not like looking up at a king, but rather like looking down at ants.

"—The breath of Hades condenses into a crack in the window. At this moment, I am the executioner of the four seasons—"

The fingertips lightly touched the face that represented the highest secular power of mankind.

Rumble!

In the distant sky, across half the planet, a blazing white lightning whose vastness and destructiveness could not be described in words tore through the thick swirling dark clouds and bombarded the coordinate point reported by Erya.

The "Free Judge" that was cruising at an altitude of 37,000 feet, and the huge aerial steel cluster guarding it, along with the more than 1,000 lives carried by it, were completely swallowed up by the lightning in that instant!

There was no flash of explosion, no rolling debris.

There was only a blinding flash of white light, like an eraser erasing a pencil drawing on paper, and the entire airspace, along with everything in it, dissipated in the violent atmospheric turbulence.

On the huge screen in the conference room, the image of the American President was frozen in extreme fear and disbelief in the last moment before he was swallowed by the lightning.

The next second, the signal was completely cut off, leaving only a dazzling snowflake noise and endless silence.

The other people in power on the screen were completely frozen.

His expression was frozen on his face, his eyes were empty, and his mouth was slightly open, but no sound came out.

Dead silence.

A long period of dead silence.

Suffocating silence.

“Beep beep beep—!”

"Woo!"

"Highest alert—!"

The shrill sound of alarms and the sharp beeps of communicators, like the final wails of a dying person, suddenly exploded wildly from the loudspeakers in the conference room and in the background behind the various people in power.

Erya's face suddenly changed, and he cried out in shock, "Wait a minute! Brother Ye! The Dead Hand system has been activated! Global nuclear weapons are warming up and locking onto the predetermined target."

Ye Zuochen turned his face casually.

The two looked at each other, and Erya immediately understood. She flipped through the book, then spread it out completely in front of Ye Zuochen.

The text above marks the nuclear weapons being warmed up around the world.

Launch silos buried deep underground, submarines cruising silently on the cold ocean floor, secret bases hidden in the mountains, mobile launch platforms disguised as civilian facilities... all strategic nuclear weapons with warheads on standby are exposed!

Ye Zuochen raised his right hand and gently rubbed his thumb and middle finger.

Snapped!

Snapping fingers fell.

In Ye Zuochen's exterior scene, countless magical powers turned into silk threads, pulling at the [Qingqiong Suozhi Palace] reflected in the exterior scene.

Rumble!

It was no longer a single thunderstorm, but the entire planet's sky was responding.

Thousands of lightning bolts, like a pouring river from the sky, like a rainstorm of divine punishment, tore apart the thick dark clouds that covered the entire world.

Ignoring distance, ignoring obstacles, ignoring material form, bombarding every launch silo that is part of the Dead Hand system.

The solid alloy silo cover was pierced like thin paper.

Deep under the sea, a huge strategic nuclear submarine was pierced through, and the internal fusion reaction was completely disintegrated by the violent thunder before it even started.

The mountain collapsed and the solid shelter melted like ice and snow in the sun.

The mobile platform disguised as a warehouse turned to ashes in the dazzling white light.

The blazing white flashes that pierced through the sky and earth, briefly illuminating the entire planet, instantly wiped the final fangs of human civilization, on which they had been destined to perish, from the face of the earth.

All this happens in the blink of an eye.

In the conference room, the images on the screen shook violently, and behind every person in power, there were alarms wailing and chaotic screams that were far more desperate than before.

But those in front of the screen have completely lost their reaction.

"Uh……"

"Ho..."

There were several sounds like the pumping of an old bellows.

One after another, they collapsed completely in their seats as if all the bones in their bodies had been pulled out.

These people who control the fate of the planet have unfocused eyes, dilated pupils, and mouths that open and close unconsciously. Only their chests are still rising and falling instinctively.

Their spirit, their will, their pride, as well as the foundation of their power, were completely crushed into dust in the symphony of thunder that just destroyed the world.

Jingle Bell--!

Jingle Bell--!

The rapid and almost crazy communication rings and alarms, like the devil's voice that calls for death, surged from behind each screen, scrambling to penetrate the dead silence. However, the people in power, slumped in their chairs, stared at the screen with empty eyes, without even the strength to move their eyeballs.

They have become numb.

"You..." On one of the screens, a white-haired old man seemed to have exhausted all his remaining strength, "Who are you? What do you want to do..."

Everyone looked at Ye Zuochen. They didn't know who Ye Zuochen was, where he came from, but they didn't want to know. They only knew one thing -

No mortal living in this world has the power to compete with him!

He is the devil!

Ye Zuochen ignored them completely, turned around slowly, looked at Tobiichi Origami and Artemisia, and slowly raised his right hand.

Open your five fingers.

Palms up.

hum-

A scarlet light lit up from the center of the palm.

A blood-red cross about three inches long, with the tip pointing vertically downward, hung upside down on the palm of the hand.

A red light like a waterfall of blood instantly permeated Artemisia and Tobiichi Origami, and their bodies were nailed to an invisible cross in the void by an invisible force.

The drastic reshaping of their identities tore apart their essence as "human beings". The vast spiritual power belonging to the elves washed over every cell, and the "Head of Betrayal" forcibly reversed their life form.

Inside Artemisia's body, the hidden scars left by years of magic experiments, the traces of rough magic transformation, and the parts of the manifestation device precisely embedded in her body, all disappeared silently like ice and snow melted by the scorching sun.

An unprecedented sense of lightness and fullness replaced the heavy constraints of the past. Her flesh, bones, and soul were reconstructed, blooming with inhuman brilliance.

Gorgeous spiritual clothing appeared on his body.

The bodice is a blue and white one-piece fabric that fits the curves, outlining smooth lines and is embellished with intricate and exquisite gold piping.

The exaggerated and gorgeous leg-of-mutton sleeves bulge from the shoulders, covered with silver-blue metallic arm armor, and extend to the fingertips covered with blue velvet gloves.

The waist is tightly wrapped, perfectly highlighting the slender figure.

The thick, layered blue and white skirt on her lower body resembles a blooming mechanical flower, with a lining of hard silver-blue skirt armor and an outer layer covered in tulle and delicate gear-pattern decorations.

Silver-white over-the-knee socks wrapped around the slender legs, with regular light blue diamond-shaped plaid stripes on the calves. The tight texture extended to the ankles and immersed in a pair of silver-white short boots with metal ankle buckles.

Eight giant soldier chess pieces appeared out of thin air, like satellites slowly orbiting Artemisia.

The chess piece was about one meter long, with a smooth round head on one end pointing towards Artemisia, and a ferocious sharp spike on the other end pointing towards the endless void outside.

A Western rapier emitting a faint blue glow was suspended beside him.

On the other side, a huge amount of spiritual power poured into Origami Tobiichi's body, but it did not arouse any joy. Only surging hatred and nausea burned in her heart.

"do not want!"

She subconsciously stretched out her hand, and in an instant, as if sensing something, a white gem condensed out of thin air.

Tobiichi Origami grabbed the destined spirit crystal.

When Ye Zuochen saw this scene, he smiled instantly.

He came here specifically to negotiate with the humans in this parallel world just for Origami Tobiichi, or rather, to turn her into an elf and witness her reversal.

To be honest, this is very immoral.

"If someone else knew what happened to Origami in the original story, they would definitely try to 'save' her and change the tragedy she was about to experience. But unfortunately, I'm more curious to know whether the Reversal Spirit will trigger [Hero's Arrival] after Perun is defeated."

Ye Zuochen was secretly looking forward to it.

hum-

Spiritual energy wrapped around Origami Tobiichi's body, forming a gauze skirt made of dazzling white light.

The hem of her skirt was like layers of blooming petals, clinging tightly to her curves, only reaching her knees, intricate and holy.

A golden crown circlet hovers above the head.

Silk with a halo of light hangs down from the edge of the ring, floating gently under the force of gravity.

"You are indeed the one who created the elves..." Artemisia felt the new power surging in her body, and looked at Ye Zuochen with a look full of complex and indescribable awe and confirmation.

"No, I'm not." Ye Zuochen shook his head. "The creator of the elves is Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott, the former director and founder of DEM. I'm just doing it for fun."

"Why?!"

Origami's pupils contracted with pure hatred. She was furious at the distortion of her own existence and felt a deep hatred for the culprit in front of her.

"Why did you turn me into this monster?!"

Ye Zuochen said calmly: "Because you are pretty."

This sentence was like the fuse that lit a powder keg, and Origami Tobiichi's last bit of sanity completely shattered.

"Metatron!"

A halo emitting divine power suddenly tore through the dark sky created by Ye Zuochen. Pieces of light feathers between wings and gold and stone swirled rapidly around Origami's body, forming a huge ring-shaped crown that hovered steadily above her head!

This is her angel - the Angel of Light, the Angel of Extinction (Methratton)!

"Angel of Extinction—Sun Wheel!"

The ring-shaped crown of light suspended above Origami's head suddenly accelerated its rotation, and the brightness of the feathers of light instantly increased to a level that was impossible to look directly at.

Boom——!

Thousands of blazing white beams, centered on Origami, poured down indiscriminately in all directions!

DEM's incredibly sturdy skyscraper bore the brunt of the damage.

The alloy outer wall, which was strong enough to withstand missile bombardment, evaporated instantly in the face of the beam, like butter encountering a hot knife.

In just a breath, this building, constructed with cutting-edge human magic and technology, completely disintegrated in a dazzling white light. From the foundation to the roof, it was swept into a scorched earth by the violent beams of light, as if it had never existed.

Ye Zuochen's figure was suspended above the collapsed and annihilated ruins. When the violent beam of light rushed in front of him, it was offset by the invisible repulsive force.

Artemisia hovered slightly to his side, and eight soldier chess pieces responded, spinning rapidly in front of her to form a dense three-dimensional defense network, with spikes pointing outward. A dark blue energy barrier flowed on the surface of the chess pieces, deflecting the torrent of light beams that hit her.

"You deserve to die!"

Origami's roar came from the center of the destructive light source, and the Angel of Extinction floating above her head suddenly shook.

The surrounding feathers of light separated instantly, completely blocking all of Ye Zuochen's evasive angles from up, down, left, right, front and back.

Chichi, chichi, chichi——!

Without any gaps, all the separated feathers of light simultaneously burst into a dazzling glow, a blazing white beam that was enough to instantly evaporate the main armor of the battleship, shooting towards Ye Zuochen in the center from a 360-degree angle without blind spots.

Ye Zuochen didn't even look at it, but just chanted the words.

"——Cut off karma but not life, seal the sky but not the heart——"

Five mysterious light wheels that rotate endlessly and contain supreme wisdom and vast legal principles suddenly unfolded from behind his head!

hum-

A beam of wisdom light shot out!

puff!