My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 493 - 494: The Truth of the World!
Previously on My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel...
As that flawless silhouette, formed from infinite arcane glimmers, completely took form.
In Gu Xing's view, the whole surroundings abruptly halted and drained of hue.
Within his gaze, nothing else existed except this being right in front of him, beyond words from any familiar tongue.
She went far beyond mere beauty, embodying the supreme blend of balance and flawlessness.
Stellar radiance flowed as her attire, while the cycle of dawn and dusk marked her breathing.
She simply floated quietly in mid-air, releasing no force, but Gu Xing sensed a profound, instinctive respect rising from the depths of his spirit.
This wasn't terror, but the sheer admiration that emerges when an inferior being confronts the cosmos's deepest reality.
An idea rose unbidden from the core of Gu Xing's mind, as vivid as sunlight:
"This is... a God."
Next to her, the Demon God that once unleashed disaster appeared as nothing more than a warped abomination grasping immense might to wreak havoc.
As though detecting his inner musings, a subtle smile graced that impeccable visage.
A tone as soothing as celestial melody echoed straight into his soul:
"Aren’t you curious who I am?"
Gu Xing shook his head.
He required no speculation to realize; the entity facing him was likely the one responsible for drawing him into this realm.
And without doubt, a presence far more daunting than the Divine Level!
During his ascent to Totem Level, he had uncovered a glimpse of the system's concealed essence.
Thus, as days passed, he slowly set aside the system.
In the end, he depended entirely on his personal prowess.
And at this point, the revelation seemed to have come.
"Indeed deserving of my selection."
A trace of satisfaction colored the voice reaching his spirit.
Next, that breathtaking form softly lifted an arm apparently crafted from the purest glow, and with an effortless motion through the Void.
Without a sound or disruption, the view before Gu Xing dissolved away like receding waves.
The ruined battleground, the erect Demon Gate, the survivors amid the disaster...
All disappeared.
He now stood within an boundless, deep Void, and underfoot lay no firm earth, but...
An enormous tableau so vast it sent shivers through his very essence.
He looked downward just a bit, his eyes widening in shock.
Below lay not just one realm.
Various worlds radiated distinct energies, shines, and pulses of Laws, resting calmly at his feet.
He spotted the Demon Abyss, radiating boundless malice and turmoil, as if forever twisting and growing.
He observed the Alternate Space, freshly scarred by conflict yet hinting at renewal.
He noticed that blue orb too, brimming with a known essence, his adopted world.
Besides, the Angel Realm, Ghost Realm, Insect Realm...
Beyond those, smaller and frailer world orbs dotted the expanse.
Yet what stunned Gu Xing deepest was, amid these apparently separate and detached worlds.
Countless slender, nearly invisible strands lingered faintly.
These strands resembled a web of silk, delicately linking every world as one.
Shaping a broken but visible grand design...
A colossal mosaic.
"You’ve seen them, those links."
"That’s right, originally... this was a whole realm, a boundless, cohesive, endlessly lively grand realm."
Gu Xing held his breath, eager for her to go on.
"In that ancient, intact grand realm, two fundamental and ultimate primal consciousnesses emerged."
The goddess’s tone stayed even, as if detached from the tale.
"I am one of them."
"And the other..."
She halted, her eyes appearing to pierce the Void and settle on the biggest, blackest Demon Abyss sphere.
"Is now the actual sovereign of the Demon Abyss, the origin of every Demon God strength, what you term... the First Demon God!"
Gu Xing’s heart pounded fiercely.
The master of the Demon Abyss?
A being born alongside this supreme goddess?
"Our origins stem from the manifestation of all yin-yang, light-darkness, creation-destruction, and order-chaos Laws in that intact realm."
"I favor equilibrium, birth, protection, and steering the structured growth of everything, letting the realm flourish in variety."
"And she..."
The goddess’s tone held steady, though laced with a subtle regret.
"She holds that the realm's final destiny is to revert to disorder and oneness, with everything fusing into singularity through ruin and absorption."
"That is the flawlessness she seeks."
"The core clash in our beliefs made any harmony unattainable."
"As our split widened, in time... it exploded."
"The struggle wasn't over correctness, but over which direction to take."
"Yet its outcome proved devastating."
"Our powers' collision ripped the base of the Primordial World to pieces, breaking the singular Laws."
"That grand realm... in the end, collapsed, splitting into the many big and little world shards you behold."
"The Demon Abyss, Alternate Space, Blue Star, Angel Realm, Ghost Realm, Insect Realm... each forms a portion of it."
Gu Xing's mind reeled.
These realms that appeared so distinct all traced back to the identical root!
And the origin of this disaster engulfing multiple realms was the ideological battle between those two!
"Then why..."
Gu Xing couldn't hold back: "Why must every race oppose the Demon Abyss, the Demon Race? If they come from the same source..."
"The hostility runs deeper than that."
The goddess interrupted, her sight seeming to pierce his mind.
"Gu Xing, have you pondered why these broken realms function on their own to this day?"
"And why the Demon Abyss ceaselessly seeks to swallow and blend other realms?"
She gradually unveiled a sterner reality:
"Because broken realms lack stability, their Laws are flawed, and their cores are seeping away."
"Like cracked pottery, every fragment gradually erodes and dims."
"In our realm-splitting clash, she and I both endured grave wounds, leaving us incapable of mending or annihilating each other directly, or even appearing for extended times to meddle."
"So, we took separate routes."
"She channeled nearly all her strength and intent into the group that was naturally the fiercest and best suited to disorder and absorption Laws in that realm... the Demon Race!"
"Her aim is to compel all broken realms into unity via the Demon Race's consumption and domination, reforming the Primordial World in her vision."
Gu Xing felt a cold dread surge from his soul's depths.
Forced union?
Through consuming every other realm?
"And I," the goddess’s tone pulled him back, "I attempted to nurture and aid various groups, Angels, Elves, and to resist the Demon Race..."
"But all proved futile!"
"At last, after testing endless scenarios, I picked an alternate way."
The goddess’s eyes settled on Gu Xing, holding layers of intricate intent.
"I stopped attempting to build one dominant group against them."
"I selected a race that seemed frail, but held boundless promise and adaptability—humans."
"And granted them a special strength framework, the Guardian Beast."
Gu Xing’s eyes shrank in surprise.
The Guardian Beast power... had been forged by this goddess standing there?
"I enabled the Human Race to bind with other species, to exchange might, offset flaws with assets, and advance jointly."
"The perfect outcome would be to position humanity as the link uniting all species versus the Demon Race."
"Still, this route is just as challenging."
"Locating the right guide, the one able to shoulder this burden, remains scarce and hard to grasp."
"Across the boundless flow of ages, I sought, watched, influenced, only to face letdown after letdown, up to..."
Her stare locked onto Gu Xing’s features.
"Until you emerged!"
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