"Doomsday? This is Doomsday?! How is this possible?! How did the power of Doomsday infiltrate the Chaos Star Universe Formation and invade the heavens and myriad worlds?!"
A Chaos Demon God was in utter disbelief. Such an event should have been impossible. They patrolled day and night precisely to prevent Doomsday from invading.
And yet, despite their vigilance, the heavens and myriad worlds had been breached.
"Such arrogance! To provoke the City Lord within Chaos City itself!"
"Hmph! Watch closely! Lord City will surely obliterate this Doomsday in an instant."
"But if this Grotesque Doomsday dares to enter Chaos City so brazenly, it must have something to rely on. It wouldn't come merely to seek its own destruction."
"Does that mean... it actually believes it can contend with the City Lord?!"
The gods murmured among themselves. A chilling realization dawned upon them, forcing them to recall the cataclysmic devastation that once befell countless Chaos Demon Gods in the Age of Chaos.
That was the horror wrought by Doomsday's invasion.
Some younger gods, born after that era, had never experienced the terror firsthand. But those who had lived through it knew the sheer horror of Doomsday. They understood all too well that if Doomsday were to fully invade, it would unleash boundless calamities—even gods would fall.
Fear surged uncontrollably in their hearts.
At this moment, the Grotesque Doomsday reveled in its ecstasy. Yes, this was exactly what it wanted—fear. Let them tremble, let them despair! The deeper their fear, the stronger its power would become.
The reason it had appeared so openly in Chaos City, declaring its arrival without restraint, was simple. It wanted the gods to know. It wanted them to fear. The more fear it instilled, the more power it would receive.
And indeed, the power within its body was rising exponentially.
The fear of mortals was too weak. But the fear of gods—that was true power. The terror of a single god was equivalent to the fear of countless mortals combined.
Its plan had worked perfectly.
"I see... No wonder you dared to appear before me. So, your true body is not here—this is merely a projection."
Gu Chuan narrowed his eyes, sensing the truth behind the black skull's form.
Even if this projection was destroyed, it would not harm the true Grotesque Doomsday.
"As expected of the Lord of Chaos City. You have indeed fought off several powerful Doomsday entities before."
The Grotesque Doomsday laughed. "But even so, you cannot stop this universe's destruction. My power comes from all living beings. As long as life exists, I will be immortal. If you wish to destroy me, you must destroy all life."
It was certain of its victory. The longer it conversed with Gu Chuan, the more gods would learn of its existence, the more fear would spread, and the stronger it would become.
For the power of the grotesque was fueled by the fear of all beings—an involuntary, uncontrollable emotion.
As long as grotesque memories existed, grotesque beings would continually resurrect.
The only way to destroy the Grotesque Doomsday was to annihilate the world itself, to eradicate all life. Only then would its power source be severed.
But doing so would be no different from destroying the universe itself.
A universe without life was a dead universe, destined to perish in due time.
And that was the true horror of the Grotesque Doomsday—an apocalyptic entity that was nearly indestructible.
"Rest assured, I have no intention of destroying all life," Gu Chuan said calmly. "But your actions will not lead to the extinction of life in this universe."
His words carried profound meaning.
After all, grotesque beings derived their strength from the fear of all beings. They relied on life itself. The more living beings there were, the stronger they became. Conversely, the fewer lives that existed, the weaker their power would be. The relationship was directly proportional.
Because of this, grotesque entities did not seek to exterminate life but rather to expand it—to multiply living beings and ensure their perpetual fear, thus sustaining their strength.
They did not need death itself—death was merely a tool to amplify fear.
In truth, Gu Chuan could allow grotesque beings to roam the heavens and myriad worlds, but doing so would plunge all existence into an era of horror, grotesquery, death, darkness, and bloodshed...
A nightmarish Underworld where fear reigned supreme, where life had no guarantee of survival, and where human existence held no value.
That was not the world he wished to see.
"As expected of the Lord of Chaos City," the Grotesque Doomsday chuckled. "You immediately saw through the limitations of my kind. Yes, my power comes from all living beings, so naturally, I cannot annihilate them completely."
Its eerie voice grew darker.
"But that does not matter. It is enough to destroy you high and mighty Chaos Demon Gods."
"In the future, the only gods in the heavens and myriad worlds will be Evil Gods. All other gods will perish. All living beings will live in eternal fear."
"There will be no existence left to oppose us grotesques."
Its objective was simple—eradicate the gods of the heavens and myriad worlds, replace the Chaos Demon Gods with Evil Gods, and establish a dark, terrifying, and hopeless Evil God Universe.
But the Grotesque Doomsday was not finished.
"Annihilation is too crude," it sneered. "Only despair, suffering, death, and darkness can bring me pleasure. What joy is there in a swift death?"
"I would rather see you tiny beings struggle helplessly in a hopeless world. A world where fate is sealed from the moment of birth. A world where all are but lambs to be slaughtered."
The gods and countless beings in Chaos City shuddered at its words.
In that moment, they glimpsed the world envisioned by the Grotesque Doomsday—a realm of darkness, devoid of hope. A world where life existed solely to feed the Evil Gods with fear.
A world where mortals were nothing more than livestock.
In such a world, cultivation would be forbidden. Survival and reproduction alone would be permitted.
Thinking of this, the gods trembled with rage. They longed to eradicate the Grotesque Doomsday immediately.
"Jie jie jie... Yes, that's it. Fall into despair and terror! Your fear shall be the food that makes me stronger!"
The eerie Doomsday entity was exhilarated. It could feel its power increasing at an exponential rate, reaching heights it had never attained before.