Above The Sky
Chapter 656 - 656 608 So I'm the Natural Disaster No Worries Then 5500 first

656: Chapter 608: So I’m the Natural Disaster, No Worries Then (5500, first chapter) 656: Chapter 608: So I’m the Natural Disaster, No Worries Then (5500, first chapter) The omens ended.

Ian felt a severe dizziness—even with his enhanced Foresight View, he was unable to continuously observe omens three times in a row.

Especially that last existence he had seen.

Void Spawn…

The embryo of a Complete Form Void Spawn…

That kind of thing…

could it actually exist?!

“What on Earth’s Core is happening?”

Struggling against the dizziness, Ian’s soul floated above the cyan river, gazing at the omen that had just vanished.

——The Magical Beasts of Earth’s Core were emitting their birthing cries, and just this prelude alone had directly destroyed the entire Domain of Void of Terra, leading to the collapse of Domains of Void worldwide, creating countless Subspace Labyrinths and Silent Abysses.

Although the number of Lost Souls had rapidly increased during this time, reinforcing the power of many Spirit Gods, allowing them to protect civilization’s most critical facilities and cities, and gathering all the Lost Souls, so from that perspective, the Tara Confederation hadn’t lost much aside from some material assets.

But the reality of human population deaths was enough to alert everyone.

Especially since the Void Spawn originated from the ‘Nightmare Demon King’ project; it was also closely related to the souls of all living beings.

Ian believed that its emergence and nurture must be greatly related to the development of the Monarch/Spirit God Systems!

“No, I must talk to Duke of Solin about this—something’s not right!”

Ian’s first thought was that someone had tampered with the Monarch System, causing the spread of the Monarch System to also lead to the progression of the Nightmare Demon King’s project.

He immediately thought of breaking away from his omen to warn Duke of Solin, who probably hadn’t gone far and had shifted his attention elsewhere.

Although that man was a lunatic, he was at least one who wished for his subjects to ‘survive’.

Ian couldn’t yet comprehend why the Void Spawn existed, but other than throwing the blame on the Spirit Wisdom Institute, there were no other explanations.

Unless…

Ian, who had originally wanted to actively detach from the omen, paused his movements.

A succession of possibilities and pieces of information flashed through his mind.

——If the Void Spawn wanted to take shape, to transform from an illusory nightmare into a tangible entity, it needed the fear of an entire planet’s intelligent life forms.

——The Void Spawn possessed a strange trait, it could spontaneously draw upon the power from the Domain of Void, the real world, and even all environments to sustain itself, which was its greatest confidence as a Super Entity capable of traversing the Milky Way.

——The Void Spawn was an interstellar calamity-level creature, naturally equipped with faster-than-light travel methods.

——The Void Spawn… grew stronger in tandem with the growth of the Spirit God System.

——The Void Spawn was deliberately cultivated by someone, and this person was definitely related to Duke of Solin; otherwise, a Fourth Level being couldn’t possibly just disappear without a trace, not able to give any information.

He could have alerted the Tara Confederation about the existence of the Void Spawn long ago, or even used his death as a hint.

Duke of Solin wasn’t dead, he might have conspired with the person cultivating the Void Spawn!

Regardless of whether he was dead or had conspired, they definitely had some connections!

With that, even the impossible seemed obvious.

“It was me…”

Ian murmured incredulously, looking towards where the ‘omen’ once existed on the cyan river: “Was it I who did it?”

The youth spoke in disbelief: “Was it I who guided the souls of the entire world, led that despair and hate, fear and anguish…

and single-handedly cultivated the Void Spawn?!”

“Could it be me?!”

At this moment, due to exhaustion and dizziness, the cyan vortex formed by Ian’s Spirit Energy began to shatter gradually.

But he could still see, the myriad of possibilities emerging from the passage of time.

With an earthquake capable of collapsing and fracturing the planetary plates, one after another pitch-black jets of deadly silence spewed from Earth’s Core.

This was the Death incarnate that pierced both the Domain of Void and the real world.

They erupted violently, causing the planet’s crust to burst and shatter continuously, then retract to the core of the star’s innermost layers.

Amidst the endless cries of myriad living beings on the land, Terra’s atmospheric layer was blasted away, a spherical halo spreading outwards, then was all pulled back towards Earth’s Core by a mysterious gravitational force.

The white atmospheric layer heaved, taking on the appearance of a spiked sphere.

During this process, the crust, continents, and city debris were blown tens of thousands of meters high into the air, mingling human flesh and blood with the sonic-speed rocks and iron, eventually transforming into meaningless organic mud.

Even if some Sublimators did not immediately die from the cataclysm caused by the planetary fragmentation, the extreme atmospheric pressure changes and the sea of magma flowing from the Mantle would inform them what the most painful death was.

The world was destroyed.

And the monster that destroyed the world inhaled deeply.

All matter and souls were devoured into Earth’s Core, a vast and horrifying Behemoth, too dreadful for words to describe, slowly revealed its spine filled with spikes from the heart of the star.

It raised its head, exhaled, and a violent super-storm blew the materials in front of its head at thousands of kilometers per second into the depths of space.

In its eyes shone an inky brilliance that held nothing but pure destruction and consumption.

But then…

Ian saw a minor Mark on the top of this giant beast’s head.