1531 End Of A Dream
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The avatar of Fabricator was torn to shreds and without waiting a split second, Icarus jumped into the world of Eternal Empress.
Almost at the same time, the 'Paradise System' governing the entire region weakened.
Wisps of divine power began to flow from tens of thousands of worlds into a location, to build up another avatar without disturbing the worlds.
This was the moment when Fabricator was both distracted and vunlerable.
Kaaaa!
A large blade of darkness emerged from Isadora and split open the giant gate, revealing the abode of Fabricator and his sleeping body.
"Go!"
A beam of light blasted through the opening, striking the giant. A few of the thousands of tentacles were cut.
Even though she didn't use three powers, her full powered attack with a single power didn't even amount to anything.
But Sarah wasn't disappointed. Her attack was only supposed to be a distraction. It was to force Fabricator who's already drawing support from the worlds to built a clone to go even more defensive.
Kaa! Kaa! Kaa!
As expected, more and more divine power began to be pulled from the worlds, putting a straing on the 'Paradise System'.
With a wave of Isadora's hand, a giant space crack swallowed Varian and threw him back into the town square he first arrived it.
The denizens were going on with life as usual, forming teams and diving into worlds or forming factions and exerting influence. The usual stuff for any place including some local specialties.
Even though the denizens of Paradise saw a lot of dangerous and horrible things on a daily basis, the appearance of a man carrying a black and white star on his hands was enough to freak them all out.
The strongest in the town launched attacks the moment they sensed a flaring aura and in a blink, Varian was drowned in the offense of rank 9 powerhouses.
Unfortunately for them, they were all low rank 9s.
With hands full and legs focusing on balancing the heavy power, Varian did the only thing he could do in the situation.
He opened his mouth and swallowed all the attacks.
"Kek, Kah! Fuck! It's very bland." He had the audacity to comment with a displeased expression.
"Wh-Whaaat?!"
"M-Monster!"
"Who the fuck is that?"
All hell broke loose. People began to run away without any thought of resistance. At the forefront of those fleeing were the low rank 9s who attacked.
"It wasn't against you anyway," Varian shook his head and closed his eyes.
The world turned dark before his perception of Order and Chaos kicked in.
The 'rules' of Paradise emerged in his vision in the form of chains and locks. With a thought, the representation change and it changed into the form of a large tree.
Every big rule was a branch and the details in it were leaves. The roots were of course the power of Fabricator.
The trunk, the connection between Fabricator and these worlds, was the 'Paradise System'.
"There is only one system and that's Divine Path System."
The supercharged power of slivers blasted into the trunk, digging into the governing system.
The target, from the beginning, was never Fabricator himself. It's his 'will'.
"Ah? Haaa? Ahhh?!"
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The System began to malfunction, breaking down at the most basic level.
The divine power that was supposed to assist Fabricator started to attack him, pushing into a dangerous situation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Like balloons popping, one after another, the strict guardrails of Paradise System were blasted off.
This shouldn't have been possible even for a peak rank 9, but the slivers displayed their great prowess in their avenue.
Fabricator was caught in a dilemma.
He needed the divine power to raise an avatar to fight off Sarah, Icarus and now even Isadora.
But to do so when the Paradise System was compromised would mean many worlds would end up getting destroyed. If he didn't do anything, however, everything would be lost.
"Kaa! Ahahahah!"
"Woo! Woo!"
"Raaa! Raaa!"
The sounds of a confused and angered god echoed across Paradise. Even now, he didn't want to wake up. For it would destroy everything. But this problem couldn't be solved in his sleep anymore.
After all, what's fighting right now wasn't his conscious but a subconscious will.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the sounds of explosions rang everywhere, Sarah and Isadora appeared next to Varian.
The sleeping god rolled around in discontent as he sensed things were going wrong. He hurriedly sent the clone to stop them before it's too late.
"It's already too late."
The power of slivers, which was wrecking havoc inside the Paradise System, forcibly opened up a 'channel' that shouldn't exist.
The space was split into light and darkness, the powers of Order and Chaos. But that's only the first batch of powers.
Sarah's power of time followed, accelerating these attacks beyond what the defensive system predicted. And then, her power of life followed. Going along with it was Isadora's power of soul.
Due to the way it was set up, 'Paradise System' was a direct extension of Fabricator and in that sense, a part of him.
So, the opened up channel to the unguarded Fabricator.
Hijacking the 'trunk' allowed them to directly attack the 'roots', bypassing the solid defense of 'soil'.
Isadora's attack struck his fragile and defenseless soul while Sarah's attack took on his vitality.
In the last moment, Fabricator desperately tried to draw his power back to protect himself. The power of slivers which corrupted the Paradise System blocked him for a brief but critical moment.
And that was enough.
Fabricator's defenses was drastically weaker than his peers due to him investing his power in controlling hundreds of thousands worlds and thousands of divine rankers.
Strictly speaking, Fabricator didn't even have 1% of his power with him. It's all 'invested' and he couldn't take it back at will.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It shouldn't have been a problem because he still left a layer of protection over himself.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
He just never expected a bastard would use the slivers to bypass the protection.
As a result—
"Ahh! Kaaaa! Hahahah!"
Expressing a million emotions at once, Fabricator's astronomical body exploded from the inside and his soul, which read the lived trillions of lives, shattered.
The sleeping god died in his sleep.
Holding a hand each, Isadora and Sarah appeared outside Paradise with Varian.
A few minutes ago when the disturbance started, Icarus broke out of Eternal Empress after failing to find Isadora for the hundredth time.
What greeted him was a nice looking bare foot which kicked his head off his neck and exploded his headless body into pieces.
The divine power of life enveloped him and since he was already exhausted from the prior battle, he was helpless as his consciousness crashed.
"Brother-in-law, I fulfilled my mission!" Miss Calamity jumped up to him with a bright, expectant smile.
"Good job." The brother-in-law praised with a gentle smile before turning to the captive.
Varian's gaze turned cold and an evil smile etched on his lips.
Noticing this, Isadora and Sarah powers also fell on the unconscious powerhouse to prevent any sudden surprises.
"We'll take care of him later. Even though we sealed this place up, they should be sensing it soon." Varian shook his head but his gaze didn't leave Icarus.
'You played devil in a drama world. I'll be showing you what a real devil looks like. Buckle up. Your nightmare is just beginning.'
With a wave of his hand, the entrance to Hortus opened.
Varian kicked Icarus in and walked in, followed by Isadora and Sarah.
Miss Calamity looked at Paradise with a complicated expression before she jumped in.
