Super Gene Chapter 3460 - Dollar

“Sir… please… grant us the order to launch a counterattack! Even if it results in the destruction of the cosmos, we refuse to endure such agonizing humiliation.” The Light Goddess and the remaining God Spirits knelt before Crape Myrtle, imploring him to take action.

“Confound it! Why has he not appeared yet? Has the plan truly failed?” Crape Myrtle scrutinized the evolution wall with a somber expression before rising to approach it.

Gnashing her teeth, the Light Goddess asked, “Sir, would you care to reveal what you are waiting for? At a moment as dire as this, what possible reason could you have to remain idle?”

Crape Myrtle replied, “I am waiting for a savior. I await the one individual capable of restoring hope to this decaying universe.” He extended his hand, pressing it firmly against the wall of evolution, yet he could discern no signs of activity within.

“Even Bao’er suffered defeat before him,” the Moment God pointed out. “Who else could possibly bring hope to this realm? Only with your power and ours could we hope to halt Qin Xiu.”

Crape Myrtle gazed at the Light Goddess, offering a wry smile. “Do you truly believe I lack the desire to reboot the universe? I fear that doing so would merely fail to injure Qin Xiu and instead accelerate his grand design. That is why I hesitate.”

“You what?” The Light Goddess and the other God Spirits were visibly stunned by this revelation.

“The previous leader bestowed his essence upon me, tasking me with overseeing the geno hall and earning the mantle of leadership along with Reboot-class authority. Although I have attained the Reboot class, I am far beneath the strength of my predecessor. While the former leader could single-handedly trigger a reboot, I must rely on the collective power of the geno hall to do so.”

After a brief silence, Crape Myrtle let out a bitter chuckle. “As for Qin Xiu, he did not merely claim the old leader’s gene to secure a Reboot Blood-Pulse. He assimilated the genes of the God Chaos Party leader and transcended to the Universe class. You might claim Qin Xiu surpasses the old leader in power, especially with the aid of the geno tablet and Bao’er’s own strength. His power is beyond imagination, and he possesses his own reboot capabilities. He is my superior. If I initiate a reboot, I may not succeed in stopping him; I might unwittingly assist him. Given Qin Xiu’s cunning nature, this is likely exactly what he expects.” “I understand, but events are already spiraling out of control,” the Moment God argued. “If we are destined for ruin, then you must at least make the attempt. If you act, there is a chance. If you remain passive, there is none. You miss every opportunity you do not seize.”

“No, there remains one final chance,” Crape Myrtle declared, his eyes shifting back to the evolution wall.

The battle-crazed god, who had remained silent, abruptly queried, “Sir, what is contained within the evolution wall? What other chance are you speaking of?”

“Did I not just inform you that I await someone emerging from within?” Crape Myrtle replied, his eyes fixed on the wall.

The Moment God’s eyes widened as clarity struck. “Is the one you await a human? What else could it be?”

“Indeed, a human,” Crape Myrtle nodded.

“A human? What human could possibly contend with Qin Xiu?” The Moment God was deeply skeptical. Even Bao’er had fallen to Qin Xiu; who could possibly hope to succeed where she had failed? Moreover, no human had demonstrated the capacity to attain the Universe class.

The Light Goddess looked pensive before suggesting, “Could you be referring to Han Sen?” A palpable shock rippled through the God Spirits. They turned their gaze to Crape Myrtle, who confirmed their suspicions with a slow nod.

The Moment God looked bewildered as he retorted, “Sir, do you truly believe Han Sen could transcend that threshold? Has it not been proven impossible? Even Master Bao’er, who walked that path, ultimately failed. Even if he succeeds in taking that step, he is no match for Qin Xiu. Furthermore, he lacks the power to become a Universe-class entity.”

Crape Myrtle was about to reply when the evolution wall suddenly intensified with brilliance. Thousands of race inscriptions upon the surface ignited, pulsating like miniature suns. The God Spirits watched in silence as the glowing characters began to peel away, splintering into fragments.

Feather… Sky… Real… Rob… Destroyed… Every name crumbled as if the races themselves were being erased. Each character shattered into nothingness, leaving cracks snaking across the face of the evolution wall.

Within moments, thousands of race names erupted. Finally, the word Fairy disintegrated as well. The entire wall detonated, turning into a vast cloud of shimmering debris.

The God Spirits stared in profound shock. That wall had stood since the dawn of time, the very cornerstone of the geno hall. Not even god-kings could leave a scratch upon it; it was an indestructible geno stone. And yet, it had been broken into dust.

Amidst the swirling haze, a silhouette appeared. As the vision of the God Spirits focused, they gasped. “Bao’er.” The power of Chaos was dissipating, yet she fought desperately to reach her daughter, hoping to rescue her from the clutches of Qin Xiu.

To her utter despair, and the horror of all witnesses, the strength of her assault was completely drained. The purple light she fought to repel snatched her power away, leaving her in a withered, weakened state. She was in a worse position than before.

As the leader of the God Chaos Party, she had once been renowned for her might. Now, she felt only the crushing weight of total defeat—a nightmare made manifest.

Her hands struggled endlessly to dismantle the restraints binding Bao’er, yet every attempt proved futile. Her power ebbed away, leaving her spirit form on the verge of total collapse. Bao’er remained trapped, her universal energy being drained and repurposed into Qin Xiu’s time-space reversal. “Bao’er… Mother has failed you…” Chaos sobbed as she held her trapped daughter. The universe was vast, yet nowhere could she find salvation for the child she held so dear.

“Father! Father will save me.” Bao’er continued to struggle against the binding, her voice soft but radiating steel-sharp determination. Chaos felt a wave of internal agony but kept her silence. She dared not shatter Bao’er’s hope, nor force her to confront the brutal reality of their impending doom.

“That is well,” Chaos murmured with a sigh. She said no more, drawing Bao’er closer to cherish the final, fleeting moments of their existence.

“It is finished… Truly, it is over…” Within the God Chaos Party, the sight of countless comrades dissolving due to the reversal of time—some wiped from existence entirely—was a terror beyond words.

The causality of the entire universe was inextricably woven together. Erasing one soul’s history led to the deletion of all connected beings and objects. Everything unraveled as more life was scrubbed from existence.

In the net of cause and effect, the weakest were obliterated first. Then the entire web began to unravel, leaving nothing but a void where history once existed.

“No!” Even those who had broken through to the World level trembled. Normal living creatures were eliminated in droves with horrifying speed. Across the kingdoms, many humans simply ceased to exist, disappearing in the middle of a sentence.

The geno universe suffered the same fate. Fear and hopelessness gripped the entire realm.

Creatures begged the God Spirits for protection, but seeing the geno hall enveloped in purple flames and falling through the void, every soul felt absolute despair.

“Are the gods truly lost to us?” everyone wondered, harboring the darkest of premonitions.

“Mother… No… Mother…” Han Ling’er embraced Ji Yanran, tears streaming down her face. Ji Yanran’s physical form was regressing, her body growing younger by the second as time spiraled backward.

From a matured woman, she reverted into a girl, then into a small child similar in age to Han Ling’er, all while the history of her life was methodically erased.

Within the Space Garden, countless students reverted to infancy under the weight of the temporal reversal.

“The end has arrived.” The Sky Palace Leader leaned against a stone pillar, watching the purple light engulf the cosmos with a bitter heart.

Despair was absolute.

Ding!

A sharp, crisp sound resonated throughout the sky—a tiny noise, yet piercingly clear to everyone’s ears. Within the universe, now drowned in a malevolent purple glow, appeared a single speck of golden light.

When the onlookers finally recognized that the golden light was, in fact, a coin, shouts of disbelief filled the void. “Dollar!”