LRAB Chapter 107: A New Wheel of Destiny! The Call of the Throne of God
Chapter 107: A New Wheel of Destiny! The Call of the Throne of God
The remnants of the Void Lord gradually disintegrated in the radiant light of the rules, their shattered soul transforming into specks of starlight before finally dissipating into the boundless void. All of this seemed to herald a new period of peace in the universe. However, Isaac knew that this peace was merely an illusion; the true crisis was just beginning to emerge. He stood silently atop the core of the rules, his eyes fixed on the distance, where the realm once torn apart by the power of the Void Lord was undergoing subtle but profound changes.
The light of the runes swirled around him, flowing like gentle streams around his body, radiating a warm glow. However, this warmth brought Isaac no comfort; instead, it made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. The system notification suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence.
[System notification: The core rules are stable, the void rift has not healed, and unknown energy fluctuations have been detected. Analysis in progress...]
"Unknown energy fluctuations?" Isaac repeated in a low voice, his brows furrowed. The power of rules in his hands should have been above all else, but at this moment, it was powerless against these cracks. He could feel the power surging within these cracks, a power that could not be explained by common sense, contrary to the rules, yet filled with an irresistible majesty.
Isaac took a deep breath and slowly raised his hand, a ball of pure golden light gathering in his palm. This was the purest power of the core of the rules; even the flow of time in the universe paused for a moment under this light. He attempted to repair the crack with the power of the rules, but the moment the golden light touched the crack, that mysterious energy suddenly erupted, repelling his power.
"What is this thing?" Isaac's voice was low and filled with displeasure. He had never encountered anything like this before; his rules had failed. More importantly, the essence of this power seemed to transcend the rules, as if it were the true ruler of this universe.
Just as he was trying to investigate further, a deep voice came to his ears, as if it came from the endless void, or as if it rang directly in his mind.
“Your agent of destiny, you have finally stepped onto the real chessboard.”
The voice was deep and cold, carrying an undeniable authority. Isaac raised his head, and the void around him suddenly shifted. Countless gray-white cracks spread outwards like tentacles, plunging the entire space into an eerie silence. The runes of rules trembled violently around him, as if encountering some irresistible force.
"Who are you?" Isaac asked coldly, his gaze as sharp as a knife. With a gentle wave of his hand, the power of the core rules transformed into a giant golden blade, ready to launch an attack at any moment.
"I am the 'Origin,' existing before the rules and ruling over destiny." The voice gradually became clearer, and with its words, a huge silhouette emerged from the depths of the rift.
Isaac narrowed his eyes; its silhouette was filled with an ominous aura, its edges blurred and seemingly beyond the limits of human perception. Countless distorted lights swirled around it, its very existence appearing to be a taboo of the universe.
"The Lord of Rules?" Isaac's tone was tinged with sarcasm. "He's nothing but a self-proclaimed Origin. You think you can make me submit? What a joke!"
"Submit?" The voice carried a hint of mockery. "Foolish agent, you haven't even understood the true nature of the rules, so how can you control your destiny? The rules are nothing but fragments we've abandoned, and the power you rely on is ultimately nothing but a vain shadow."
Isaac's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this. He had indeed questioned the nature of the rules, but now, hearing this self-proclaimed "Origin" make such a assessment, a sense of unease welled up within him. However, he quickly suppressed this emotion and sneered, "No matter what you say, the outcome won't change. Before me, you're nothing more than new prey!"
Before he could finish speaking, the golden giant blade in his hand had already slashed down, the power of the rules condensing into the purest attack at this moment. This strike was enough to tear apart space and time, completely reshaping the entire universe. However, before the golden blade could even touch the blurry outline, it was directly swallowed up by an invisible force.
"You can't even touch my boundaries." The voice carried a hint of contempt. "You think you can defeat 'Origin' with the power of rules? How naive."
Isaac frowned, feeling utterly powerless for the first time. Neither the power of the rules nor his own wisdom seemed utterly inadequate at this moment.
"You are not yet qualified to stand on the throne of God," the voice continued, "but perhaps you can prove your worth."
"Proof? I never need to prove anything to anyone!" Isaac roared, and the power of the rules within him erupted once more. This time, he directly detonated the power of the rule core, and the order of the entire universe completely froze in that instant. Countless chains of rules appeared from the void, transforming into endless chains that tightly bound the outline.
However, just as the chains of rules were about to completely bind the outline, the blurry figure suddenly trembled, and countless lights and shadows surged out from its body, directly shattering the chains of rules.
“Foolish,” the voice said coldly. “The power of the rules is your cage, and you use it as a weapon.”
Isaac's eyes were icy as his body slowly rose into the air, the core of the rules behind him erupting with dazzling light. He knew that his opponent's power far exceeded his imagination, but he had never backed down. No matter how strong the enemy before him was, he would not hesitate to kill him.
"The Throne of God? The Master of Fate? These words are meaningless," Isaac said softly. "The future of the universe can only be defined by me!"
His hand clenched tightly, and countless runes flew out from the core of the rules, transforming into a spear exuding an aura of destruction. The appearance of this spear caused the entire void to tremble; it was the ultimate form of the power of the rules, representing absolute control.
"No matter what you are, you must kneel before me today!" Isaac roared, his spear carrying earth-shattering power as he thrust it fiercely into the center of the outline.
A dazzling light erupted in the void, and the outline trembled violently. However, just as the spear was about to strike its target, a gigantic hand emerged from the outline, gently grasped it, and crushed the spear instantly.
Isaac's pupils constricted sharply; he had never witnessed such power. Even the Lord of Nothingness appeared utterly insignificant before this force.
"The wheel of fate will turn once more, and you will be a part of it," the voice said in a deep voice. "Prepare for the true trial."