# Chapter 54: Night Dissipates, Towards the Morning of the End
The giant axe that pierced the abyss fell, like a brilliant star river, splitting the dark starry sky in two. Endless silver light erupted, cleaving the dark celestial body, along with the chaotic tide surging behind it, into two halves.
The dazzling silver light extended along the split path on the smooth wound. Countless crimson veins surged, drawing upon the memories of countless world wreckages within the chaos. The runes originating from the Silver Star World rotated like gears, flowing like a waterfall. They spread endlessly in the dark chaos, transporting nearly infinite information.
At this moment when the light illuminated the abyss, all remaining power of the Death Evil God froze.
The Death Evil God, not yet born and still gestating, had its umbilical cord—the River Styx—severed while still an embryo. Then the Seven Gods and Joshua worked together to shatter its initial prototype. Most of its power turned into a chaotic tide, blocked by the prepared Seven Gods' seals. The remaining power made a final desperate attempt, trying to use the warrior as a core for rebirth.
But now, this final struggle was about to fail. The giant axe that cut across the star river fell, and the Death Evil God was completely defeated on the eve of its birth, meeting an end called termination.
At the very center of the Extreme Dark Abyss, the only source of light, surrounded by countless layers of darkness, the shattered silver giant stood upon the void.
Its four arms had turned to ashes, and its mass body was severely damaged. At the cost of decomposing its own mass for mass-energy conversion, Joshua used electromagnetic waves as weapons to create an unprecedented giant axe of light. This weapon, deliberately crafted against the Death Evil God, possessed the power to extract 'memories' from world wreckages. As long as the 'memories' serving as the evil god's core were shattered, then chaos would merely be chaos—just like the void, a simple natural phenomenon. Shattering this natural phenomenon that had lost its core was millions of times easier than before, like the difference between breaking natural sand and dirt versus man-made concrete and cement.
It could be seen that, with Joshua as the source, silver light was spreading throughout the entire Extreme Dark Abyss. Like a giant net, layer upon layer, it continuously expanded. All chaos touched by this net was no longer as solid as before but became loose, fragile, like castles built from sand that completely collapsed when pushed by the light tide.
Because the power that solidified chaos—the despair and sorrow of the world's end—was being extracted. It flowed along the giant net formed by Steel Force, converging toward the central light source.
That is, converging toward Joshua.
To defeat an enemy, sometimes complete destruction isn't necessary. You only need to remove the pillar that supports them, and they will naturally collapse without a fight.
Due to controlling excessively powerful energy, causing his four arms to annihilate, Joshua's expression remained calm. The steel giant stood amidst endless radiance. Although the mass body behind it was shattered, it still rotated, temporarily gathering a large number of steel particles carrying information as a buffer.
But even so, Joshua still had to simultaneously accept the memories of thousands of worlds being destroyed. This information transmission, enough to crush the soul of ordinary beings, at most made Joshua's brow furrow slightly.
The blessing of divinity allowed the warrior at this moment to ignore most spiritual injuries, facing everything in the most perfect form.
It could be seen that within the giant's body, thousands of light pillars burst forth from the core star every moment, then descended upon those crystalline obelisks. At the end of the world, all the dead, along with the memories of the deceased Steel Serpent, were inscribed upon them.
At the bottom of the obelisks, the souls waiting to be nurtured and reborn naturally accepted the memory infusion of an entire world. Some of them began to become humanoid creatures with arms, tails, and horns on their heads. Others became creatures with exoskeletons, insect wings, and bodies resembling beetles. These souls, which might have taken decades to naturally develop even a prototype—and might not even successfully gestate—completely stepped into the ranks of 'clan prototype' in a single instant.
Each obelisk represented a destroyed world and civilization. Each soul being nurtured represented a long-extinct species. Taking shape within Joshua was the sculpture of all destroyed worlds in the entire Extreme Dark Abyss, the tombstone of dead civilizations... but also, their new hope and future.
This was the strongest weapon Joshua had crafted against the Death Evil God after deep contemplation, and also the final salvation he could give to all dead civilizations in the Extreme Dark Abyss.
*You were already destroyed, already extinct. Perhaps not only other races, but even you yourselves have forgotten your names.*
*But that was only before... From now on, at least I will remember you. Your history will endure together with my world.*
*Even if only one person can remember, can confirm the existence of these worlds, that is still existence. When two of the 'Six Realms of Death' are denied, the Death Evil God's power will be greatly weakened.* So Joshua did not use any material attacks. Instead, he used the lightest, most flexible light as a transmission channel to extract the world memories from chaos.
Joshua looked around at the gradually calming darkness and closed his eyes. The steel giant, having lost its four arms, had completely become a relay station for transmitting information, temporarily losing all power to resist. If even a single chaotic aggregate came to attack him now, the warrior would have no way to counterattack.
But at this moment, there were no chaotic aggregates in the Extreme Dark Abyss that could threaten him.
All chaos had been dispersed. Everything had become '1', or even weaker '0.1' and '0.01'—just as he had planned with the Seven Gods.
"He succeeded."
Outside the Seven Gods' seven-ring seal, Pope Eagle, who had arrived at the abyss's periphery to help resist the chaotic tide, lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice: "Truly remarkable."
At this moment, the remaining six gods were fully engaged in transferring and weakening the impact of the chaotic tide. They had no time to pay attention to Joshua's actions in the Extreme Dark Abyss. But Pope Eagle, the Ocean Sage, and other legendary experts who had come to the abyss's periphery to help had the spare energy to notice the faint light flickering in the center of darkness. They noticed that although chaos churned within the dark abyss's rebirth land on the inner side of the seven-colored seal, that silver light never disappeared. Even when it occasionally dimmed, it would immediately shine again.
And finally, after that sudden slash that split the abyss, the chaotic tide also calmed, gradually returning to peace like a lake after rain.
The 'conflict disturbance,' 'contradiction disturbance'—or rather, 'self-annihilation disturbance'—that had plagued the entire world star river, completely disappeared.
**Shalt World.**
The internal strife was completely quelled, and the pollution was fully cleansed. Under the leadership of the few surviving leaders, the Shalt people launched a large-scale reconstruction movement. Thanks to the help of an enthusiastic legendary expert, a large number of violent criminals were suppressed and captured from the start. The reconstruction proceeded very smoothly. The Shalt people's ambassadors and visiting fleet had already set out toward the Mycroft World. Their purpose was to return to the grand stage of the world star river.
Even knowing that this star river was still dangerous, knowing that it still had countless enemies, and that the threat of the Chaos Evil God had not yet disappeared from this multiverse, the Shalt people understood that this was no longer a problem that could be ignored by burying their heads in the sand like ostriches. Having been reborn through nirvana, they knew that sometimes, giving up on progress was more terrifying than death, and internal conflicts hurt more than external enemies.
**Longmu World.**
The two great empires of the Longmu people, forced to stop their war and sign a ceasefire agreement by a peacewalker who suddenly descended from the heavens, deeply felt the powerlessness of their own civilization. The peacewalker used technology from their own world, but its displayed power and destructive force far exceeded their imagination. Before this, they could never have imagined that ether technology could develop to the point of destroying a mountain with a single strike.
Faced with such a vast prospect and future, and with the clear revelation of a powerful civilization existing outside the void, the two great Longmu empires' ideological currents saw for the first time the idea of 'cooperation toward the future.' Rather than being bound to the ground and slaughtering each other, they preferred to let their souls rise into the sky.
**Nier World...**
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One by one, civilizations that had been provoked into self-annihilation by the Death Evil God, with the assistance and suppression of countless Mycroft Civilization experts, gradually regained their calm and realized how foolish their previous actions had been. Even if there were contradictions and conflicts, they could be resolved through better methods. Even if war was necessary, there was no need to slaughter each other to mutual destruction.
Civilizations and worlds allowed mistakes, allowed errors, but they could not repeat mistakes endlessly, responding to all contradictions with the most extreme and insane attitudes.
*Boom—*
A low, slightly echoing sound could be heard rising from the depths of the abyss.
This sound was extremely faint, almost like an illusion. Hearing some rumbling in the void where temporal currents surged was the most normal thing. At first, even the legendary experts didn't notice this sound. The first to discover it was actually a gray-haired warrior who was communicating with his sister across the abyss. Priest, who had just dodged a meteor and was about to report his safety to his family, was surprised to find that he, in the abyss, and his sister, in the Mycroft World, could simultaneously, identically, and without delay hear the same sound. The ghost Su Er experienced the same.
When the legendary experts also noticed something wrong, a more obvious anomaly appeared.
The pitch-black Extreme Dark Abyss suddenly surged again. The chaotic power that had completely calmed down began to churn violently once more. This countless chaos instantly turned into thousands of rivers, each flowing in different directions. They intersected, collided, and burst into fierce waves.
"The chaotic tide is flowing back!"
Pope Eagle, who had already penetrated deep into the seal ring of the God of Love and Decay, was using Holy Light to construct a planetary defense barrier, assisting Yue Ai in resisting the chaotic power trying to rush into the normal star river. Extremely sensitive to energy flow, he immediately noticed that from just now, the seemingly endless, never-stopping chaotic tsunami had lost its previous increasingly ferocious momentum. On the contrary, each impact showed a clear weakening of the opposing power.
Until now, this weakening had reached an undeniable level. The old pope, who had estimated he would need to exert some effort to suppress the waves, easily crushed a crest of the chaotic tide.
"No, it's not just that."
But the God of Love and Decay, who had transformed into a violet holy emblem and merged with the core seal anchor point, heard Eagle's words and made a complex sound: "Not just backflow... Look, Eagle, look at the void."
"The energy of the Great Magic Tide has also begun to seep into the abyss."
Upon hearing this, the old pope immediately turned to look behind him. His gaze passed through the triple divine power seals and the upper abyss, looking toward the normal world star river. Then he noticed that the white mist floating around all worlds—the radiance of the Great Magic Tide that had brought revival to the entire multiverse civilization—had also begun to slowly move.
The white energy mist began to surge violently. Like countless rushing great rivers, they rapidly flowed toward the abyss. If one were inside the seal, they would witness a shocking scene: just as the chaotic tide receded, the white rivers followed closely. This gave the illusion that the dark chaos was being forced back by the radiance of the magic tide.
Millions upon millions of steel particles of countless colors appeared and disappeared within the magic tide's light. The long rivers of white mist cheered and flowed, as if something ahead was attracting and gathering them. The Six Gods and all legendary experts noticed this. Not only that, but all civilizations and experts in the entire world star river who could observe the void also noticed this.
For the first time, the magic tide's light formally penetrated the abyss. It soaked the upper abyss, then followed the River Styx straight toward the Seven Gods' seal. Energy from all directions, from above and below, from countless dimensions, began to surge and converge. They passed the fortress of the God of Order and Destruction, crossed the defense line of the God of Law and Freedom, swept past the castle of the God of Wisdom and Choice, and flew through the gaps in the Great Wall of the God of Love and Decay.
The fully committed God of Life was still resisting the chaotic tide that had not yet receded for Him. But He was astonished to find that the white magic tide light appeared from behind Him. It gently overwhelmed the chaotic radiance, also crossed the great dam of the God of Protection and Progress and the giant rift created by the God of Might and Justice, and then transformed into countless white rivers, converging into the deepest part of the abyss.
Ten million surging chaos, and ten million surging white light.
**Siberia World.** The Steel Serpent Siberia sensed something wrong in its surroundings. This time, not sleeping, it actively went to the outer void to investigate the environment. Then it stared in shock at the originally surging Void Great Maelstrom, which had begun to slowly stop rotating—because the magic tide light that had gathered here seemed to have found a better gathering point and direction, no longer accumulating here.
The massive nebula vortex, after rotating for thousands of years, finally slowly stopped. This wound in the world star river finally ceased its continuous tearing and showed signs of healing.
And at the deepest part of the abyss, the center of the Extreme Dark Abyss.
Joshua didn't know what was happening outside, how astonishing everything was. The warrior, who had slowly regenerated his four arms, just took a deep breath and raised his right hand.
In this right hand, a star formed entirely of light condensed. It emitted light like a star, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
This star was the core of the giant net that had absorbed the memories of countless dead worlds, and also the largest information transmission device Joshua could create. It could be seen that when this star appeared, the degree of chaos collapse immediately multiplied several times. Even the indestructible remains of dark celestial bodies turned into fragile sand under this light's radiance, self-dissipating.
It could be seen that under this star's illumination, an enormous tower formed entirely of pure electromagnetic waves was gradually taking shape. This tower was square and upright—more like a stele than a tower. Just like the obelisks within the warrior's body that housed countless dead civilizations, it also gathered the remains of countless dead worlds, embracing the sorrow and memories of these worlds and civilizations that had perished thousands of years ago.
*We will break the cage, shatter the shackles.*
Joshua silently raised the star. He had already sensed that all the runes left by the ancient Sage in the entire abyss rebirth land had completely shattered. One by one, the seal anchor points began to collapse. The black hole traps also began to self-decompose and dissipate.
This greatest legacy of the once Radiant Civilization, a resting place left for the entire world star river and even the multiverse, had finally, after operating incorrectly for thousands of years, entered its end. This cage and prison called kindness had now completely collapsed.
From now on, the future could finally be fully controlled by them, the inheritors. And the path toward hope and the distance was about to open its doors to them.
Thinking this, Joshua's lips curled up, and he raised the star high.
Right there, in the Extreme Dark Abyss.
And at the same time, the radiance of the Great Magic Tide finally entered the dark abyss rebirth land.
The darkness that had shrouded the former Genesis Maelstrom for thousands of years began to gradually dissipate. It could be seen that countless enormous white energy rivers mixed with steel particles were converging with the dark chaotic rivers. They were merging, rotating. An enormous black-and-white vortex, connecting countless Rivers Styx and countless worlds, began to gradually take shape.
Yes, the chaos had not dissipated, and would not for a long time to come.
But so what?
When dawn arrives, the dark curtain remains. The starry sky and the earth are still shrouded in darkness.
But even so, everyone knows that the sun will rise afterward.
Seeing the gradually emerging white radiance, the exhausted steel giant could finally close his eyes.
He had already seen the night dissipate, heading toward the morning that would end it.
And then, the silver world fell.
Falling toward the center of the vortex.