strictlysupreme Chapter 747: TOAA Above Everything
Chapter 747: TOAA Above Everything
Chapter 747: TOAA Above Everything
The sun of wrath was blazing, and the abyss was dissolved into ash. The judgment had come to the court, and the huge book was opened, and the records were clear at a glance.
The souls of all the dead gather in front of the Holy Throne, serving as firewood to light the fire for God.
Thus heaven is forged from all graves.
——【Gospel of the Abyss: Revelation】
"How do you think about this?" Loki wrote on the parchment, even though no one asked him to do so.
Su Lin glanced at the hopeless eternity and slowly loosened the hand that was holding fate's throat.
"Then the Vice President and I will go back to the White House to prepare for the press conference?" Loki smiled.
He was really afraid of Su Lin's moody state. He was afraid that if the other party was dissatisfied, he would kill Yongheng, who had just been resurrected and was still in a weak state.
"This cause and effect has come to an end."
Su Lin said to Yang Jian and others who were waiting on the other side: "If you have anything to do next, go find Yuan Shi."
Taibai Jinxing noticed that there was something wrong with Su Lin's tone and meaning.
At this time, Su Lin waved his hand and opened the tunnel leading to the universe inside the Eternal Body: "Everyone go back."
"Your Majesty, won't you come back with us?" Taibai Jinxing asked tentatively, "If there is anything unfinished, can we help you?"
Rocky also asked, "What time will you return to the White House to give your speech?"
Su Lin raised his head, looking in an unknown direction. From this moment on, a sticky and substantial light overflowed from his body.
Light, infinite light!
Burning with a brilliance far exceeding that of the sun, and even more terrifying than the energy at the birth of the universe!
Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Su Lin placed his hands on the armrests of the throne and slowly lifted himself up from the seat as if he was trying his best.
In the illusion, there was a phantom struggling desperately, trying to keep Su Lin, who had just overlapped with him.
Tyranny, coldness, utmost malice and darkness spread over Su Lin and Phantom at the same time. The crackling sound was not a sound in the material sense, but a sign that the world was about to break apart.
"You go back by yourselves." Countless cracks spread across Su Lin's body, and flames suddenly burst out from within.
A powerful repulsive force enveloped everyone, and while the abyss was drawn out from this empty dimension, only Su Lin was left in it.
"His Majesty!?"
Boom!
On the throne of God.
The terrifying halo spread, enveloping the flames in Su Lin's body, and transformed into layers of giant rings, piercing through the abyss and the void and flying towards the unobservable dimension of space and time.
A drop of ink dyed the throne black, or rather, the pure white was fading, and the throne began to become as dark as the abyss. The ominous and terrifying black light once again emerged from the outline of the Kabbalah tree on the back of the chair.
Out of dimension, out of sight, out of time and space. That is not something they can understand or leave an impression on.
"I'm tired." Su Lin gave a tired smile.
In the pure white, brilliant light that burns everything, Su Lin walked step by step along the long river of time, breaking through numerous boundaries and heading towards the abyss.
His steps became heavier and heavier, as if he would turn into mottled light and shadow and disappear into ashes at any time.
"Maybe I'll have to sleep a little longer this time."
He had his back to the crowd, his hands hanging at his sides. His luxurious purple robe swayed weakly, but the nothingness he walked through left an immortal mark on it.
It is because of the existence of this mark that everyone can see the majestic figure that is already far away and untouchable.
That figure dominated the world, but seemed to be shaky and about to collapse.
Protect countless lives, cross the heavens and the worlds, and complete hunting and revenge.
Even though everyone knows that He is very powerful, who knows the price of this power? How could such power be without a price?!
He was never fully restored.
Every minute and every second is a burden.
Yang Jian's lips turned pale, because it was because he asked the Emperor of Heaven for instructions that these things happened.
"Everyone go back."
Su Lin seemed to look back with some nostalgia. He smiled easily, waved his sleeves, and said:
"The Heavenly Palace will be temporarily handed over to you and Yuanshi."
The cracks have spread throughout the body, and fragments continue to disappear like bubbles. Those are the puzzle pieces of the First Sky, and also Su Lin's current body.
"Your Majesty! Why are you doing this!!!"
Taibai Jinxing stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch the figure no matter what.
The waves were like water, empty and hazy. He was finally shattered into pieces in the blazing brilliance, and collapsed into a point of origin along with the abyss.
Loki opened his mouth and stared blankly at the place where Su Lin disappeared.
An invisible sadness and pain began to spread in everyone's heart.
It seems a bit exaggerated, but that's how it is.
Wouldn't it be better to reply to Taibai Jinxing, 'I will do my best to protect everything in the heavens, because I am the Lord of Heaven'?
But that would be too much of a separation.
Besides, my mental strength has almost reached its limit and I will yawn if I say one more word.
This state of mental exhaustion is a bit troublesome.
But it doesn't matter, just sleep in the arms of your own Tiandao for a few days and nights, and then wake up from the external incarnation that you left behind.
As for Type-Moon Origin, there is no need to worry about it being stuck in the Eternal body of the Marvel Universe for the time being.
After that, I will silence Meng Qi and a few other big mouths, and then I will have a reasonable reason to disappear for a while.
Finding a reason to take a sick leave and not care about anything else can at least comfort yourself when your leverage is blown.
But to be honest, I lost a lot of money this time by leveraging.
I don’t know if being possessed by the God of the Abyss and the part of the concept that was extracted by Tony Su had any impact.
"As expected, the end of the lever is the rooftop."
'I forgot the name of the futures teacher, I got it.'
It was like the difficult journey back to the dormitory after staying up all night in the Internet cafe outside the school during college, but after falling asleep on the wooden bed, I couldn’t hear anything and didn’t have to think about anything.
"I am responsible for at least two-thirds of the survival of Sutoni."
"And above all things, don't let me catch you when I'm in a wave next time."
Some messy thoughts appeared in his mind and gradually became active, which meant that he was about to wake up.
crackle crackle crackle
The firewood was burning in the campfire. Apart from the crackling of the stove, almost no other sound could be heard in the house. The wind and snow outside the window and the occasional sound of branches hitting the window made the house even warmer.
Su Lin moved his nose and seemed to smell the sweet scent of red wine, cinnamon, lemon and apple.
It’s really nice, a very suitable environment for sleeping in winter.
He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and because his feet were exposed and felt a little cold, he curled up under the quilt?
Su Lin opened his still heavy eyelids, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and propped himself up from the soft sofa.
"."
"I thought you needed some more sleep."
Stan Lee was grabbing a corner of the woolen quilt, and seemed to want to cover Su Lin with it. He put down his hand awkwardly, and then picked up the crucible from the fireplace beside him.
"Drink some hot red wine, it'll make you feel better."
He picked up a cylindrical cup, poured the fruity mulled wine into it, picked out some apples, and put a sprig of rosemary as garnish.
Su Lin wanted to refuse at first.
"How does it taste?" Stan Lee asked.
"It smells so good." Su Lin raised the cup and asked, "Can I have another cup?"
Stan Lee nodded: "Of course, be careful with the heat."
After drinking it, he indeed felt much warmer. Su Lin, who felt a little better, looked around and found some Marvel comics on the table not far away.
"I'm working on my manuscripts, trying to save the manuscripts that were written before the fire." Stan Lee sat down opposite Su Lin and complained:
"This is a huge project. If I hadn't hired an assistant to help, it would have never been completed before the end of the month."
"But I feel much better now. By the way, thank you for the newspaper earlier."
"I got some inspiration from Kamen Rider Goldman, which is very popular in New York recently."
He seemed to remember something, picked up the remote control, pointed it at the TV and pressed a button. A video was playing of a giant man in a tights and leather suit fighting a monster.
"A special effects character." Stan Lee looked at Su Lin, who had a slightly strange expression, shrugged and said:
"I know you young people prefer stories about pet companions like Digimon, but it's difficult to link them together."
No, I don't like Digimon either.
"Is that you, the Stan Lee I met in New York before?"
"It depends on what you think I should be like."
He blinked, smiled and said, "In the center of everything, above everything."
When Su Lin entered Marvel, he subconsciously thought that he looked like Stan Lee, so the person who appeared in front of him was Stan Lee.
Su Lin held the red wine in his hand and stared at the other person expressionlessly, gradually.
In front of him appeared a little loli with blonde hair, blue eyes and fox ears, a dragon girl with silver hair and red eyes in a cheongsam, and a JK with long straight black hair and white stockings.
"Okay, that's indeed the setting." Su Lin confirmed with a serious expression, covering his lower face.
"Kid, this isn't funny." The black man in basketball uniform said, "Maybe this will calm you down a little."
The other party took the initiative to change, and a witch with gray hair and glass eyes appeared in front of Su Lin. She took the empty cup in Su Lin's hand with a faint smile and scooped the last spoonful of red wine from the crucible.
"Forget it, something feels weird." Su Lin curled the corner of his mouth.
Stan Lee is back once again.
"You surprised me a little, or rather you, you and your campaign team." Stan Lee brought the red wine over and said:
"I voted for you, too. I really like the policies you talked about during the campaign."
"The illegal immigration that the last president created has forced me to sleep with a shotgun at night. These past few years have been terrible, so."
“This is a toast to MLGA!”
He pulled out a red hat from somewhere and put it on his head.
Su Lin maintained a polite smile. After all, he really couldn't afford to offend this person right now.
"Kid, that position is not a good thing. You are an excellent president, so I don't want you to be corrupted. To put it in your favorite way, that is the wrong evolutionary path."
Stan Lee clinked the cup in Su Lin's hand with a smile. He put his arm on the sofa and looked back at the half-finished drawing on the table:
"Well, maybe you have to wait a moment. I have prepared some gifts for you and I will ask Loki to bring them to you when the time comes."
"Sorry, the Holy Grail War doesn't seem to be suitable for Marvel's style, so this collaboration may have to be canceled."
"But I'll try my best to help you get Digimon in the future."
Why must it be Digimon?!
"I just played the arc machine joke once." Su Lin tried to explain, frowning and drinking the red wine in one gulp.
"I know that no one likes evolution more than you do." Stan Lee turned around and said:
"As compensation for canceling this collaboration, I have prepared a special gift for you."
"Your creation laws are very creative. If you are willing, I can help you contact the best school of the Eternal God Clan."
"Uh well, he's finished his drink."
The empty cylindrical cup fell to the ground, Su Lin's figure had disappeared, leaving only messy woolen sheets.
Stan Lee sighed, picked up the cup and put it away, and said to the studio where the comics were piled up: "He's gone."
A collection of rainbow-colored spheres slowly emerges within the studio.
"Friends, we can continue to work on the manuscript."
Stan Lee put on his classic beret and, in his classic cartoonist image, quickly sketched out story after story under the desk lamp.
I don’t know how long it took.
He stopped painting, and the image of the first firmament reappeared, with a paragraph of text next to it: [He himself became creation, allowing us to destroy everything.]
"If you had my strength, if you had my arms, would you build or destroy?"
Stan Lee stared at this page of comics for a long time, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I am also reflecting on the past, so it is time to choose a new future."
“Beyond the present and the future.”
He put down his brush and walked towards the room filled with ammunition and arsenal, and a moment later...
Come out fully armed.
Click!
Semi-automatic shotgun loaded.
"Come on, man. You helped me, so I will help you fight Crazy Dave so he won't eat your brain!" He raised his goggles and said to the pile of glittering balls:
"Let that bastard who spread the T virus everywhere taste the power of our combined strength."
"That kid also helped me a lot, so I have to protect him from being infected by that guy!"
Stan Lee extended his fist and bumped it with one of the pink bubbles.
The windows in the house were hit by the wind and snow, the sound became stronger and stronger, and the whole house was shaking a little.
He took out a mass-produced Heart of the Universe grenade.
click
boom.
After the fire lit up, the endless time and space of countless dimensions of the void were destroyed.
Stan Lee turned into a golden giant during the charge, and amidst countless dizzying yet untouchable flashing spheres, he attacked the tentacles of the brass eyeball that blocked out the sky and had feathers of light reflecting the mark of reincarnation.
Amid the violent storm, the picture gradually froze.
In a corner of the abyss, the Reincarnation Research Institute.
"Your Excellency the Abyss God, you don't look very well?"
Zukot looked at the shadow in front of him that stretched out his hand and smiled helplessly:
"Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do about this kind of thing."
"All my linear time pocket watches are one-way tickets. Even if you want to go back to before you made the decision, I can't help you."
"You asked me why he had a pocket watch? What kind of watch?"
Zukot was stunned for a long time, until the shadow in front of him suddenly shattered and turned into a powerful glow that was drawn to an unknown place.
He looked in astonishment at the abyss area corresponding to the Marvel Universe.
"Clockwise?"
(End of this chapter)