Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 635 The Ultimate Mystery of Creation, Awakening, and Dimensional Evolution (1)

The chaotic battle over the core of multiple origins continues.

The chess player's silver energy frantically devoured the energy from all sides. Although the cracks in the silver barrier were not completely repaired, they were already able to barely withstand the attacks of the Destruction Light Spear. The dictator's dimensional destruction cannon was firing at a significantly reduced frequency due to excessive energy consumption, and even fine black cracks appeared on the surface of the cannon barrel. The energy of the alliance members was also nearing its limit. The guardian's four-colored energy and the white light of the fusion were so transparent that they almost dissipated. Even the defecting enforcers showed signs of unstable consciousness. The spatial structure of the dimensional group was breaking at an increasingly faster rate, and countless void rifts emerged from the broken areas, which could devour the entire core at any moment.

"This absolutely won't do! Our energy won't last even a quarter of an hour!" The gatekeeper was frantic. His black energy, like a giant black python, tightly coiled around the chess player's silver tentacle, as if a life-or-death struggle was taking place between the two.

The gatekeeper was filled with anxiety and unease, acutely aware of the urgency of the situation. The awakening of the Creator's Will had only reached 30% completion; if they continued to wait, not only would they themselves be mercilessly swallowed by the Void Rift, but the entire dimensional group might also face annihilation!

The Guardian's four-colored energies were also locked in a fierce struggle against the silver energy. His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, swept swiftly across the entire battlefield. Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to the dimensional scepter in the Dictator's hand.

On the surface of the Dimensional Scepter, pale golden patterns resembling those of the Creator's Will were gradually emerging. This discovery made the Guardian's heart tighten; he immediately realized that the Dictator had clearly also sensed the existence of the Creator's Will, and was likely secretly influenced by its energy.

"Dictator! Listen up! The will of creation is the only hope for the dimensional sphere!" The guardian roared, his voice booming across the battlefield like thunder, hoping to draw the dictator's attention.

With its last ounce of strength, the Guardian transmitted a signal to the Dictator: "You were manipulated by the chess player and committed countless mistakes. Now is your chance to atone! Use the energy of the Dimensional Scepter to accelerate the awakening of the Creator's Will. This is the only way to completely defeat the chess player!"

The dictator's body visibly trembled, and the pale golden patterns on the dimensional scepter instantly intensified—in his consciousness, the image of destroying the dimensional cluster while being manipulated by the chess player surfaced, those desperate fragments of consciousness and shattered dimensional bubbles were branded into the depths of his consciousness.

He suddenly made a startling decision: "Fine! I will help you accelerate the will of creation! But my energy and will are of the same origin. If I want to accelerate the awakening, I must merge my own consciousness into the will and completely dissipate—this is the only atonement I can do!"

Before he finished speaking, the dictator's black robe suddenly burst forth with a dazzling pale golden light. He plunged the dimensional scepter into the core of the multiverse, while simultaneously channeling all his own consciousness energy into the scepter—the scepter's energy acted as a conduit, continuously transporting the dictator's consciousness energy to the awakening place of the will of creation.

Deep within, the golden energy of the will of creation erupted instantly, and the awakening progress soared from 30% to 70%, with even the surrounding void rifts beginning to show signs of contraction!

"dictator!"

The chess player's true form roared in fury, never expecting the dictator to choose self-sacrifice: "You think this will stop me? I'll destroy the will of creation right now!"

The silver energy surged forward like a raging torrent, transforming into a gigantic tentacle that pierced the very core of the primordial will like a colossal pillar. Wherever this tentacle passed, space itself was torn apart, as if the entire world trembled under its oppressive force.

"Stop him!" A roar rang out, and the guardians unhesitatingly combined their own four-colored energies with those of all the alliance members. These energies intertwined and merged, forming a magnificent "wall of life." Although this wall appeared as thin as a cicada's wing, it contained the "will to survive" of all dimensions.

The moment the silver tentacles collided with the protective wall, the entire universe seemed to tremble. Surprisingly, however, this seemingly fragile protective wall withstood the impact of the silver tentacles, preventing them from advancing even an inch further.

This is the power of "collective will." Even though the energy of each individual is insignificant, when they come together, they can unleash a force powerful enough to fight against a formidable enemy.

Meanwhile, the awakening of the Creator's Will continued at an astonishing pace. Seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent... With the final trace of the dictator's consciousness energy injected into it, the awakening of the Creator's Will finally reached one hundred percent!

Deep within the core, a colossal golden phantom was gradually emerging. Although this phantom had no concrete form, it exuded a breathtaking aura—"encompassing all things."

This was the primordial will of the multidimensional group, its energy spreading continuously like warm sunlight, enveloping the entire core. Under the influence of this powerful energy, the energy of all alliance members began to recover rapidly, and the previously shattered spatial structure slowly began to reform.

"Chess player, your era has ended." The voice of the Creator's Will was calm yet firm, as if it contained an irresistible force.

"You actually dared to attempt to manipulate the evolution of dimensions, treating all existence as your pawns. This completely violates the original intention of the dimensional group's birth!" The voice of the Creator's Will continued, "Now, I will reclaim all the evolutionary energy you stole, returning you to the state of 'fragmented consciousness' and ensuring you can never awaken again."

Before the words were even finished, the golden energy surged towards the chess player like a raging tide. In comparison, the silver energy possessed by the chess player was like a fragile bubble, rapidly dissolving under the impact of the golden energy.

The chess player's true form let out a desperate roar, trying to resist, but it was utterly powerless against the force of the Creator's Will. His silver body gradually became transparent, eventually turning into a faint fragment of consciousness, which was sealed by the Creator's Will in the deepest part of the multiverse core, never to leave.

The melee finally ended.

The spatial structure of the dimensional cluster was completely repaired, the silver barrier and the void rift disappeared completely, and the dictator's dimensional destruction cannon, having lost its energy support, turned into harmless metal fragments; the energy of the alliance members was fully restored, even stronger than before, and the mark of the red light leader was completely purified by the will of creation, freeing it from all control—the multidimensional cluster finally restored true peace.

"Thank you for protecting the future of the dimensional group." With these grateful words, the golden phantom of the Creator's Will slowly turned to the Alliance members. Its gaze swept over each of them, as if scrutinizing their achievements and contributions.

"All the previous crises, including the threat of nothingness, the primordial race, the manipulation of the chess player, and so on, were not accidental, but part of the dimensional group's 'evolutionary trials'." The voice of the Creator's Will echoed in the void, carrying a heavy solemnity. "Only by passing these trials can the dimensional group break through its current level, enter the 'higher dimensional realm,' and begin a new chapter of evolution."