My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 749 694: It Was Not I Who Killed You, But Fate

The roars from all corners of the Cosmos echoed endlessly.

They awakened many hidden figures of various kinds, even some forbidden entities of unconventional slumber from Ancient Holy Lands of rebellious races.

Since the opening of the Heaven Creation Era, many beings have been utterly depleted, their bodies withered.

But now, with the help of a certain existence, they acquired the Black Star Rejuvenation Pill, and today they have restored to their peak state in an instant.

"This time I go, I may confront an unprecedented great terror, and it is very likely I will not return. The Ancient Tao Scripture of our Sect shall be passed down to you."

This is a miner Giant God who has withered away to just a skeleton.

After consuming the Treasure Pill, he quickly recovered among the All Heavens of the Cosmos, looking radiant and standing with hands behind his back, gazing at the radiant Star Sea, looking up at the sun and moon, with an extremely solemn expression on his face.

"I must join with the Abyss Celestial Beings and Gods of the moment to face a formidable opponent. If we win, we shall regain the Ancient Dragon Celestial Dao. If we fail, we shall cut off the roots of life in the long river of history and perish!"

An ancient god remnant resident of the Abyss World emerged from the dense fog, speaking coldly.

Such things were happening across various All Heavens of the Cosmos.

In one day, an unbelievable scene unfolded throughout the Cosmos.

In the eyes of the masses, billions of years ago, these great Giant Gods, numbering in the tens of trillions like stars, dug, mined, and built tirelessly like puppets here.

But now, these emaciated Giant Gods, enslaved for billions of years, all bequeathed their wills to the successors of the All Heavens' civilizations, leaving everyone utterly silent!

So many terrifying super-ancient era All Heavens Giants together decided to rebel against an incredible cosmic enemy.

And they used decisive and terrifying phrases like "cosmic catastrophe," "if we fail, darkness shall descend," and "cosmic extinction."

Clatter.

All mortal Ancient Gods of the Cosmos moved out en masse.

The accumulated trillions of powerful Ancient Gods throughout the ages, even if they were only First Layer, Second Layer Ancient Gods, converged into a torrent, assembling on the Rainbow Bridge, slaying upward to the sky.

"Today is the best opportunity!"

A young Ancient God of Thunderbolt stepped forward, sighing lightly.

The world finally saw the true face of this existence, he seemed to stand among the vast stars, his entire body forged and cast by countless thunderbolts, holding a lightning bow of matter structure, with arrows of condensed lightning behind him.

....

"Is everyone here?"

The Light Ancient God, this elder, sat quietly on the Light Throne, his voice like a heavy bell, landing in the hearts of all generations of Gods.

After all, his lifetime achievements were too exaggerated, bringing an extremely heavy psychological pressure to the world.

"Light... Ancient God, you truly have aged!"

Opposite this God of Light, the gods revealed expressions of regret and serendipity.

How many eras has the Cosmos experienced? This singular monster alone propelled four eras, especially now with the unification of Ancient Tree and Ancient Dragon, redefining a new heaven!

Since the opening of the Crystal Wall Universe, ten measures of civilization development throughout the world, he alone occupied seven measures, the remaining Divine Kings combined took three measures.

"Light Ancient God, you call yourself light, we were indeed mistaken to trust you! It turns out you were the dark hand in the Dream Garment prophecy all along!"

The ancient god of thunderbolt spoke with unparalleled anger.

The elder Light Ancient God glanced at them:

"Since you already know this is the destiny of the Dream Garment prophecy, I will live out a second life, creating an era of cosmic darkness... why must you defy fate?"

The elder's voice was gentle, turning to look at these rebels, "Fate, cannot be changed."

"Absurd."

At this moment, a Constellation Ancient God of the Star Sect stepped forward, sneering: "The Dream Garment predecessor's crossing signifies that destiny can be changed, and presently, she has already altered the destiny of our timeline. As long as we interrupt your control over the Celestial Dao at this moment, you will undoubtedly die today!"

"Do you want to overthrow the darkness, or do you want to become the darkness yourselves?"

The Light Ancient God shook his head, "Is it not me whom you hope would create the darkness, but yourselves? To replace me, to master the Celestial Dao, to become the one and only Supreme Cosmic Celestial Emperor?"

With these words, it seemed to peel the cover off everyone's facade.

Everyone secretly desired to seize control of this new Celestial Dao, to become the next ruler of the universe.

"Thus, fate cannot be changed." The Light Ancient God shook his head, "If I die, another person will begin the Dark Age, you fear not that the darkness shall come, but that you are not the one to bring forth the darkness."

The overwhelming gods hesitated for a moment, the morale somewhat shaken.

After all, the majority of them were First to Sixth Layer Ancient Gods, having come with a resolve to die to overthrow the darkness.

But now the Light Ancient God told them, even if they overthrew him, someone else would take control of the Celestial Dao, becoming another him.

This is fate, and history, unchangeable. There is no light, but light and darkness, with brilliance, the enslavement of mankind and the establishment of the Celestial Dao is the trajectory history is destined to travel.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and many thought: "Previously, those people deceived us, we were born free, no one can stand high above, no one should enslave the universe, shepherd the beings, we were blood-boiled by their words."

"But now we overthrow him, only to become the next blade for the Dark Overlord, and afterwards remain enslaved and ruled by new kingship, so what are we fighting desperately for now?"

Even if they win, with such a low-level realm as cannon fodder, they surely would not seize control over the Ancient Tree of Celestial Dao.

"No! I don't want to send my life for nothing, since it's all about being enslaved, and there's no turning over..." Suddenly, someone shouted in the crowd, severely shaking the morale.

"Silence those nonsense!" A young Ancient God stepped forward, suppressing the situation.

"Everyone's a slave master, pretending to be righteous?"

The Light Ancient God remained seated on the throne, looking at the overwhelming gods.

"It is not I who controls your fate, nor do I care to manipulate fate, what controls you is the great trend of the Celestial Dao, we too are merely puppets of destiny."

"The imminent great cosmic catastrophe is merely a transitional stage of the Cosmos's development, a peril not caused by me, but born of heaven and earth, you and I cannot escape it."

"Ridiculous for you to dare to be called geniuses of a High-tier Dao suppressing a realm of All Heavens, geniuses of a Holy Land climbing to the pinnacle, yet you suspect I initiated the great peril, manipulating your lives instead of relying on your strength and effort to break free from the torrent of fate."

The Light Ancient God shook his head, sighing.

The essence of the Cosmos gradually clarifies, the era's windy path rests there.

It wasn't a human-made wind path; it was an inevitable version of environmental development.

Macroscopic history harbors no coincidence, all low-probability events in history are inevitably happening events, all serendipities become the inevitable development of macroscopic historical civilization.

However, this kind of situation, they indeed experienced little.

For the science era lacked this concept.

"High-tier Dao," "Great Trend," "Heavenly Mandate," with these series of concepts suddenly filling their minds after Li Qing's roar, the gods present had an epiphany, their minds buzzing with realization.

For a moment, their hearts filled with confusion and indecision.

This impending cosmic catastrophe wasn't created by the Light Ancient God, their enemy now was the Celestial Dao, the rules governing the operation of all things....

They were somewhat lost amidst the battlefield.

For a moment, they felt they couldn't find an outlet for their anger.

"I am neither your enemy nor do I wish to kill or enslave you... without me, there will still be another, as long as you recognize this, I am still willing to be your opponent." The Light Ancient God slowly stood, smiling gently, "But now, not only do you have to be wary of me, but you should also be cautious of others."

"I am both light and willing to bear the darkness in your hearts."