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Chapter 437: Life is Like a Play

"Book of me!"

"Brain of my computer!"

"Matter how?!"

"Account, one sum of funds, 00060 million, customer good you... (Transaction Alert: Dear customer, your account has received a transfer of 60 million US dollars.)"

In the few seconds that the information shockwave rampaged, vast amounts of information transmission were disrupted, and information carriers were randomly modified. Books seen turned into garbled code, spoken words had their order jumbled, countless hard drives lost data, and database after database was crammed with invalid information. The invisible wave unleashed by the Heavenly Demon Disintegration left a trail of wails wherever it passed.

Yet, the most utterly devastated were the various financial institutions, large and small, outside the Land of White. Neither their main databases nor their backup databases could escape the malicious touch; user fund accounts were disfigured beyond recognition within seconds. The Creator was like an overly terrifying hacker, bypassing the physical network's obstacles and attacking the internet in ways mortals could never comprehend.

Having resided on Earth for over a decade, it had already grasped the nuances of human civilization, knowing precisely which soft spots to attack to maximize destruction and force Bai Mo to intervene. Compared to material losses, informational sabotage was even more sickening.

Bai Mo gazed at the gradually dissipating yellow humanoid figure and let out a soft sigh. Then, he allowed the white light emanating from his body to follow the waves, tracing them to various locations, smoothing out the information shockwaves that were sowing chaos everywhere.

Thanks to the meticulously protected central database, established at all costs years ago, the Land of White's actual losses from the impact were not significant. At most, a batch of hard drives needed formatting and some troublesome data recovery work; the core data, under Bai Mo's direct protection, remained utterly unharmed.

However, the unprotected powers outside the Land of White, facing a blow like a celestial immortal descending from the heavens, were largely at a loss. Only a few leaders who had reached the Sixth Tier could react instantaneously, fiercely protecting their core secrets, while the rest were practically helpless.

Bai Mo, who had long regarded the entire Earth as a part of himself, could only intervene and rescue it in this situation. After all, what he wished to inherit was not a chaotic ruin.

Bai Mo, with a wave of his hand, let the Heaven and Earth Net, originally intended to annihilate the three, dissipate. He instead traveled to various locations, doing his best to mitigate the effects of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration. Freed from Nether Source's powerful restraint, the remaining Red World Remnants and Gaia vanished instantly from their spots, beginning their escape towards outer space.

"Run!"

Before this monster reached its demise, no creature would exist that could restrain him.

"No matter where you go, no matter how much you sacrifice, the outcome will be the same."

"Because this is the power to hold an entire planet in the palm of one's hand..."

Bai Mo spoke in an emotionless tone to the two figures, who had turned into streaks of light, traveling at hundreds of times the speed of sound.

"An eclipse? The observatory didn't report it, and the news didn't mention it, either." Watching the sky suddenly turn dark, the people of the Americas were universally shocked. As for Europe... due to the time difference, it was nighttime there, and many who hadn't gone out failed to notice that the stars and moon in the sky had already vanished, the darkness of the night terrifying.

...

Far from the four individuals' decisive battle, on the Pampas Plateau in South America, a lithe young man with a brown ponytail appeared. Standing on the plateau, feeling the sun gradually vanish from the sky and the air slowly calm, Leon too was settling his nervous emotions.

With the help of the chip, he could effortlessly construct massive numbers of spell models in his mind and concoct extremely difficult, yet incredibly effective, potions. Relying on these two cheat-like abilities, in just a few years, Leon had accumulated enough knowledge and resources to gradually become a powerful Fifth-Tier wizard, commanding the Great Wizard Tower in the south and holding absolute sway over his territory.

It wasn't that no one had ever wondered about the secret behind a poor country boy's rapid rise, but unfortunately, all such individuals had merely served as his whetstones. Either their corpses floated in some formaldehyde jar within the wizard tower, preserved indefinitely as his experimental and collector's items, or they were reduced to nothing but dust.

The once naive countryman Leon, after gaining power, rapidly matured in this man-eat-man world, becoming meticulous, ruthless, and unscrupulous in his actions.

"It's here!" He closed his eyes, filled with battle intent as he welcomed its arrival.

An area spanning several kilometers had already been cleared by Leon's subordinates; now, only he remained, to face the unknown future.

Half an hour prior, when the superstorm from the north began to rage, he had sensed that something vitally important to his life or death was about to occur. However, with deities clashing over there, no one with a shred of rationality would willingly venture into that maelstrom. Dying by a stray aftershock was hardly glorious.

The very instant Leon closed his eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible yellow light, like an arrow from the gods, entered his body without any warning.

"One, two, three, four, four layers of defense? What a pity, before a Grand Cultivator like myself, who excels in the secret art of body possession, it's still rather unimpressive," thought the yellow light, which reformed into a small figure within Leon's body after casually sweeping its gaze around.

After his rise, Leon had indeed considered that the chip within his body might not be so simple, worrying that it could be exploited by its original owner. Thus, he had secretly added several layers of protection. Suspicious by nature, he constantly strived to reduce his reliance on the chip. While he might have been inseparable from it when weak, as he grew ever stronger, this mysterious chip, originating from his father, became a hidden thorn in Leon Fa Tu'er's heart.

Especially now that he possessed sufficient power, he desired even more to extract it from his body.

However, with the Creator's hidden ploy, Leon had never succeeded.

"To think that I, this humble Lei, who has traversed the world, would actually be forced into feigned death and body possession by a junior who has cultivated for less than twenty years. How fate plays tricks on people!" The yellow miniature figure, calling itself 'this humble Lei,' was none other than the Creator who had previously unleashed the Heavenly Demon Disintegration.

It used the apparent self-destruction to mislead Bai Mo, making him focus his attention on the remaining Red World Remnants and Gaia, while it escaped through feigned death. As for the chip within Leon's body, it was actually a contingency plan laid down by the Creator when it first arrived on Earth, perhaps never meant to be used.

But as an ancient entity with thousands of years of experience, the Creator's habit of laying groundwork had almost become instinct. Always leaving a path of retreat, for living was the true victory—this was its genuine creed in life.

Its impassioned pronouncements before the trio earlier, apart from the truth that its Heavenly Demon form would gradually lead to personality fragmentation, were nothing more than smoke bombs, laying the groundwork for its perfect exit.

PS: My heart aches. A previous chapter was actually 404'd, forcing me to undertake a major revision.