Chapter 438: Son
"The most merciless hearts are the hardest to fathom." The Creator, observing the colossal shadowy net Bai Mo had cast over the atmosphere, nearly encompassing the entire Earth, couldn't help but sigh with such sentiment.
"To permanently seal us away, he actually chose to actively deepen his Daoization, to acquire even greater power..."
From the very beginning, Bai Mo had never expected to easily seal these few informational life forms.
Leaving aside how many hidden cards these old monsters, who had lived for thousands of years, might still possess, their mere ability to traverse the memories of most intelligent life forms was incredibly difficult to deal with.
Although they tended to suffer from personality disorders and mental instability due to prolonged exposure to countless memories, they also gained an almost unresolvable survival ability.
To ensure that no one could escape, truly trapping them like turtles in a jar, Bai Mo decided to first use his power to blockade the entire planet, and then gradually achieve the ultimate sealing.
"If that's the case, devouring this foolish boy now would be too dangerous. Perhaps... becoming his son?" The Creator looked at the sky, which had grown even gloomier under the shadow blockade, and a thought, one he'd never had before, suddenly sprouted.
No matter what, Leon was a Five Tiers expert. Even with the chip as a backdoor, the Creator would inevitably cause extremely strong mental fluctuations if he were to possess Leon.
Given the current climate, a strong mental fluctuation would undoubtedly be like a bright beacon in the night, immediately attracting the attention of Bai Mo, who was hovering above the heavens. All previous efforts at concealment would go to waste.
He had clearly sensed a faint yellow light, which entered his body with almost no resistance. Without a doubt, that should have been the thing capable of threatening his life.
The imprint in his palm, activating his trump card, was clutched tightly. Facing the unknown danger, Leon had roused his full twelve-tenths of spirit, but the current situation was somewhat unexpected.
"Since I'm starting anew, let time sculpt a physical body perfectly suited for me." The Creator ultimately convinced himself with more reasons not to forcibly possess Leon, but instead to lie dormant within one of his germ cells.
As one who understood the art of physiognomy, it could tell that Leon's future achievements would undoubtedly be remarkable. By "reincarnating" as his son, born directly as a powerful second-generation, it would certainly have sufficient resources and security during its long recovery period.
Of course, a crucial point was that it knew the Wizard Council within the Latin Alliance, along with several other major forces, had formed a strategic retreat alliance, working day and night to prepare a gigantic spaceship, Noah's Ark, in the southern part of the United States, to leave Earth.
The "ticket" for Noah's Ark was extremely expensive, but as a core member of the Council, Leon could naturally obtain enough tickets, so his biological son wouldn't have to worry about not being able to leave Earth.
Bai Mo, the biggest obstacle to the emigration ship's departure, also seemed to have acquiesced to this behavior; otherwise, such a massive project, mobilizing countless human and material resources, could not possibly have been initiated without his knowledge, that would be a lie.
If he had wanted to interfere, it would have been impossible for it to proceed.
"What exactly happened?" Leon, completely at a loss, only felt a faint warm current in his lower abdomen, which then abruptly vanished.
Simultaneously, that persistent oppressive sensation lingering in his heart also disappeared without a trace.
What confounded him most was that he hadn't even used a single one of his trump cards...
Leon, who loved various one-night flings, would soon have his first child under someone's direction... The germ cell containing the Creator's consciousness could even float through the air, so it would inevitably defeat all competitors without suspense, and then deliver a single, soul-striking shot.
No matter how many safety measures Leon took, he was destined to be this father.
But in any case, having a bonus son was better than losing his life. Presumably, if Leon himself had the choice, he would have given the same answer.
Unfortunately, the weak have no choice; they can only passively accept this sole option. Whatever they choose, the outcome will always be the same.
Feeling a heavy burden lifted from his heart, a surge of inexplicable irritation welled up in Leon. He needed to go to his villa and vent the pressure he had just endured.
Lei Bi Da, who symbolized "creation" and called himself the Creator, continued to direct the play whose script was already written, in his field of expertise.
"Do you... have any other hidden moves? If not, then this ends here." Bai Mo, actively utilizing Daoization to gain dominion over the world's power, continuously shrank the blockade that enveloped the entire Earth.
"Aren't you afraid of death? By leveraging Daoization in reverse like this, your countdown will end at least ten years earlier!"
"..."
Bai Mo said nothing, merely pressing forward, step by step, on the two scurrying little mice.
The informational tremor caused by the Creator just now had delayed him for a few seconds, allowing Gaia and the Disciple of the Crimson World to escape the first layer of blockade covering South America.
By the time he caught up again, the two had already neared the stratosphere, only to be stopped by the second layer of blockade, which externally enveloped the entire atmosphere like a membrane around the Earth.
"Let us go, or we'll immediately open the passage to the Tianxuan Continent. Those greedy hyenas will absolutely not let this place go," the Disciple of the Crimson World threatened him, dodging Bai Mo's pursuit.
They could roughly guess Bai Mo's intention to transform the entire planet, and so decided to "persuade" him with this method.
"Do you know how despairingly vast this starfield is?" That one sentence stifled the two.
Bai Mo didn't doubt their ability to open a passage to the Tianxuan Continent; that's how they had arrived in the first place.
However, he even hoped the passage would truly be opened, because compared to Earth's still rather crude system, the other side clearly possessed a more profound and mature power system he could learn from.
The time and energy required to explore new things versus learning existing new knowledge were simply not on the same order of magnitude. A discipline countless scientists had painstakingly researched for centuries might now be largely understood by merely completing a doctoral degree.
As for a potential invasion war after the passage opened? Bai Mo didn't care at all.
Because this starfield was too vast. Even if he encountered an opponent he genuinely couldn't defeat, he wasn't some Human Race guardian deity who had to foolishly die defending it.
If he wanted humans, he could take the central gene bank, central sample bank, and the central database containing almost all records from Tianqing, and rebuild civilization anywhere.
The Disciple of the Crimson World reacted upon hearing this: the person before them simply didn't care about bloodlines or race.
As long as it could be used by him, even other races, he could even issue equality acts to accept them all.
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