The Evil God's jade-like hand, perfect in its form, froze in mid-air.
It could not comprehend.
A mortal.
A insignificant being who should have had her soul shattered and consciousness forced to kneel before Its divine might—how could she make such a composed, even... slightly provocative gesture?
That curtsy was not an act of submission born from fear.
It was a curtain call for the old era.
And the grand opening for a new god!
Lin Qingyue slowly straightened up, lifting her face, which appeared holy and beautiful under the aura of "Robin." She met the world-ending divine might with a smile that grew ever more defiant.
"Want to taste my soul?"
Her voice transformed into dancing musical notes, composing a new symphony within the collapsing dreamscape.
"Kneel."
"And listen to me finish this song!"
The moment her words fell, Lin Qingyue raised her staff, [Beloved]!
Instantly, the background music—"Hope Is the Thing With Feathers," which had been suppressed to near silence by the Evil God's divine might—was cranked to its explosive maximum volume!
The powerful drumbeats were the echoes of shattering stars!
The magnificent symphony transformed into a storm of order that swept through everything, tearing the cloying, corrupting fragrance to shreds!
[Vox Harmonique, Opus Cosmique]
In the posture of a singer, Lin Qingyue recited the declaration of finality.
A majestic, sacred voice, symbolizing absolute law, resounded throughout the entire Dreamscape!
"Tonight, the stars echo for me!"
BOOM—!!!
Pure, brilliant golden Holy Light, symbolizing absolute order, flooded the entirety of Penacony!
Behind Lin Qingyue, a phantom even larger and more magnificent than the Mother of Rebirth's avatar was rapidly coalescing, rewriting reality as it formed.
It was a colossal puppet forged from gold and unknown alloys, its body's lines imbued with divine harmony and geometric beauty.
Behind it, a massive halo composed of countless concentric rings of light "formatted" the Dreamscape's sky, rewriting it as its own backdrop!
Order, Harmony, Authority!
Three supreme auras emanated from it, materializing into tangible laws that brutally reconstructed the space.
The Harmonizer of the Grand Chorus: [Choir of Dominicus]!
Descended!
The moment Lin Xiyue, Su Wan, and Xia Lian saw this golden puppet, their sanity was forcibly recalibrated by a higher level of "order," restoring their clarity.
They gazed up at the sacred colossus, their minds wiped blank by the overwhelming shock.
Lin Xiyue's mouth hung slightly open, unable to utter a single syllable.
Su Wan's logic modules burned out from information overload the instant she tried to analyze it, her azure eyes filled with nothing but pure terror.
Xia Lian's hunting instinct no longer wailed; instead, it transmitted an impulse of "pilgrimage," a urge for prostrate worship.
If the Mother of Rebirth was the embodiment of desire and corruption...
Then this golden puppet was the manifestation of order and harmony!
Two diametrically opposed authorities clashed at their most fundamental level within this small Dreamscape!
The streets, once corrupted by flesh-and-blood vines, were formatted by the golden light, their cold metallic texture restored.
The seductive faces on the building glass dissolved into pixelated blocks with piercing shrieks.
The cloying sweet scent in the air was utterly dispelled by the solemn symphony!
For the first time, ripples of gravity appeared on the Mother of Rebirth's smooth mask.
It sensed a threat!
"Blasphemer... shall face... Judgment!"
Holding back no longer, it let out a piercing shriek, forcibly tearing the spatial rift behind it even wider!
An endless torrent of crimson divine power from its main body surged in!
Its perfect, ten-meter-tall form swelled again, its aura growing more terrifying and profound, as if it intended to burst this small Dreamscape and forcibly squeeze a part of its main body through!
Just then...
The majestic golden puppet, Dominicus, spoke.
The voice it uttered was one Lin Qingyue knew to her very core.
It was the voice of the Head of Penacony's "The Family," the man who would defy the world for his sister: Sunday (Brother Sunday)!
His cold, solemn, emotionless tone began to chant:
"—The work of all creation is finished."
"—The Day of No Doubt has arrived."
"—The Embryo of Philosophy."
"—For us, shall reshape all of reality!"
Lin Qingyue maintained Robin's smile, but inside, her mind was a raging storm.
Holy crap! Did I hear that right?!
The ultimate move I used in the Penacony Dreamscape actually summoned the God-Lord Sunday version of Dominicus?!
He spoils his sister too much! I'm just an imposter in disguise, and Brother Sunday still showed up to back me up?!
This scene was beyond absurd; it was absurdity opening the door for its mother—absurdity had come home!
As Brother Sunday's world-reshaping declaration echoed, the colossal golden puppet slowly raised its giant hand, forged of gold and Holy Light.
Lin Qingyue didn't just watch. As Robin, she was the "Harmonizer"!
"On the first day, grant Truth."
Lin Qingyue's voice overlapped with the sacred chant as she declared the first law!
Golden light shone everywhere!
The flesh corruption and desire illusions released by the "Mother of Rebirth" were forcibly given "real" physical forms.
The flesh vines became as brittle as withered plants; the alluring phantoms solidified into crude glass statues with dull, comical expressions.
"Hehehe... Truth? I like truth!"
However, the "Mother of Rebirth" let out a delighted laugh.
Her alluring phantoms, now solidified into glass statues, began to writhe, becoming even more seductive than before, now within arm's reach!
"Truth means it can be possessed! What's the allure of a Void's temptation compared to the exquisite corruption you can hold in your hands?"
"On the second day, grant the Calendar."
Lin Qingyue declared again, lightly waving her baton-like staff.
The Dreamscape's flow of time was forcibly seized!
A phantom golden sundial appeared above the "Mother of Rebirth," marking her power fluctuations as a series of "to-do items" and forcibly imposing cooldowns upon them.
"Ridiculous order!"
The "Mother of Rebirth" roared as her true body's divine power surged in again, savagely assaulting the rules of time in a brute-force attempt to create a miracle!
"You follow schedules, but I am desire itself! Desire never arrives on time! Work overtime for me! Work until the end of the world!"
Damn, a workaholic boss versus a slacking employee, battling it out on a fundamental level!
Lin Qingyue watched in awe.
The clash of laws was ever-changing!
"On the third day, grant Language."
The alluring, sweet whispers were forcibly "translated" into a flat, monotonous recitation.
"Noise? No, this is the resonance of desire!"
The Evil God countered by turning the noise into pink runes like viral pop-up windows, plastering them across everyone's retinas!
Simple, crude, but effective!
"On the fourth day, grant Value."
A golden display swept over the "Mother of Rebirth's" seductive body.
The "eternal beauty" and "endless power" she promised were all clearly priced, with detailed side effect descriptions attached:
"Soul Corruption: 99%," "Sanity Loss," "Eventual devolution into a mindless flesh breeding ground."
Those deadly temptations now looked like a financial scam guaranteed to lose money.
"This is what you call value for money!" The "Mother of Rebirth's" voice was filled with a merchant's cunning.
"For just a small price, you can have everything! Look at this tempting return on investment! What are you mortals, with your petty calculations, still waiting for? This is a limited-time offer!"
"On the fifth day, grant Rules. On the sixth day, grant Meaning."
Lin Qingyue's declarations grew faster. Golden chains materialized from thin air, binding the "Mother of Rebirth." The entire Dreamscape's "meaning" was redefined as "composing a harmonious symphony."
Her very existence became the greatest dissonance in this symphony, rejected and dissolved by the world's "Order."
"Rules are meant to be broken! Meaning is meant to be subverted!"
The "Mother of Rebirth" finally felt immense pressure.
She struggled frantically, every inch of her flesh resisting the erosion of Order. The two opposing authorities clashed violently within her, emitting a shriek like metal scraping against glass.
For the first time, she felt a fear originating from the existential plane.
"On the seventh day, grant Dignity."
The golden light was no longer an attack; instead, it transformed into sacred flames, gently enveloping the "Mother of Rebirth's" vast, alluring body.
The flames would strip away her chaos, purifying her.
"You—!"
For the first time, the "Mother of Rebirth's" ethereal voice carried shock, fury, and panic!
She sensed something was wrong, instinctively trying to break free, but the law of the "Seven-Day Genesis" had already formed a closed loop!
The chant reached its conclusion.
Dominicus's cold, divine programming faithfully executed his commander's final directive!
"Ena, heed the call and return!"
"You are about to witness the foundation of our paradise!"
As the final declaration fell, the massive halo of light behind the magnificent golden puppet, like a peacock's fanned tail, suddenly contracted!
All the light converged at his fingertip, transforming into a golden beam containing absolute order and ultimate harmony
This beam of light no longer represented purification, nor bestowal, but the purest, most absolute annihilation!
Meanwhile, the "Mother of Rebirth," driven by terror, unleashed her full power.
She abandoned her resistance to the erosion, gathering all her divine power before her to form a constantly twisting, proliferating pink nebula of Chaos, radiating an aura of ultimate corruption!
On one side, the finality of Order; on the other, the apex of Chaos!
The golden beam and the pink nebula locked onto each other, then violently collided!