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The moon is merely a medium for reflection.
The true origin of this illusion is still Eugene.
He will shine the light of the gods equally on every living being, and in return, every living being must face him equally.
In other words, if you want to resist him, you have to be stronger than him!
No one has been able to meet this condition now, in the past, or in the future!
The allure of Eros, the will of the gods, the oppression of personality.
The combination of these three elements endows the ethereal radiance of the blood moon with boundless power.
It was like the Buddha's giant hand slowly descending, so gentle and slow, yet absolutely irresistible.
And so, the glory of the gods faded.
What they didn't realize was that the moment they gazed at the moon, they had already failed.
Compared to ordinary people, the only difference is that the hypnotic effect lasts a little longer.
"It went very smoothly."
From the far north to the far east, this half of the dark world is already under Eugene's control.
In the hometown of Kaguya Gojou, the Kingdom of Truschira, the Great Tree Sea, and the Valley of Dragons, Eugene's will is rapidly spreading across vast stretches of land.
"It's a completely new experience."
Looking down at his achievements, Eugene couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Unlike the fully automated Infinite Tsukuyomi, where the subject weaves their own beautiful dreams.
The power of the infinite gods, a higher level.
This means that Eugene's will resides in the souls of all those affected.
Their every move and their entire lives are in their own hands.
This feeling is as if I have returned to the beginning, to the time when my clone existed.
"Heh, an infinite number of clones, huh?"
"He's really become like Amon."
Infinite clones + teleportation + shapeshifting + cunning
Add a monocle, and you're perfect!
"Since we've come this far, let's have some fun first."
Eugene felt a surge of excitement, raised his hands, and made a gesture as if to give orders.
He didn't actually understand this at all, but memories from his past life flooded his mind, and for a moment he even seemed to have some kind of intuition.
A blood moon hangs in the sky, and the true god returns to his place.
Faced with such a scene, it is only natural to sing praises in unison.
Let's play that one.
The Carol of the Old Ones
As its name suggests, the song is a song of awe and reverence from humble and ignorant humans towards an indescribable and ineffable god!
He started a tune, his mouth slightly open.
The next second, on the land shrouded in moonlight.
All living beings on earth sing praises!
……
Look to the skyway up high
Looking up at the sky, high above
thereinthenightstarsarenowright
The time for the stars to return to their proper places has come.
Eons have passed: now then last
The past is gone, the end is here.
Prisonwallsbreak,OldOnesawake!
The seal has been destroyed and the Great Old Ones have awakened.
Theywillreturn:mankindwilllearn
They will return and humanity will be shocked.
……
The subtle chants blended together, revealing a world no one had ever seen before.
It's not just about uniform openings, but about absolute neatness and perfect alignment!
The barriers between people are forcibly erased; although the timbre is different, the tone and timing are imprinted as one.
Even more astonishingly, the animal monsters, with their muddled throats, began to utter human voices!
In the streets, alleys, jungles, grasslands, and deep valleys, melodious and mysterious hymns resounded everywhere.
The sound shook the earth from the very first second.
Billions of lives sing in unison, looking up in anticipation.
In their vision was the blood moon, the patterns in the center of the blood moon, and the true god who created those patterns.
Eugene, Eugene, Eugene!
The cry of the soul was conveyed, bringing forth wave after wave of new brilliance.
"Natural energy, or primordial energy?"
Eugene watched the spectacular sight that had affected half the land with great interest, feeling a sense of exhilaration.
Not just those in high positions, but rulers.
I stand upon the lives of billions.
Sing your heart out!
He turned his gaze back to where the trunk of the divine tree had broken through the clouds and reached the deep space where no one could reach.
The huge flower bud trembled, and it looked like it was about to bloom.
"Let the old world hear your voices!"
Downfromthesky,theyreallaround
They descended from the sky; they were everywhere.
Fear
Fear
Look to the skyway up high
Looking up at the sky, high above
thereinthenightstarsarenowright
The time for the stars to return to their proper places has come.
They will return.
They will come back!
The One True God Among 400 Billion (Main Story Ending)
The One True God of 400 Billion (Main Story Ending).
The hymn to the indescribable has already begun.
Billions of living beings, regardless of race or difference, raise their heads and sing to their hearts' content.
The sound permeated the city, weaving through rivers, mountains, fields, and forests, filling the empty night.
It represents the will of the true God, the absolute will!
The eerie melody echoed beneath the blood moon, in a place where the stars had lost their luster.
Due to its absolute unity, its sound waves are also as substantial as a physical force, whipping up a whirlwind on the flat ground!
This is the result of the accumulation of small amounts of human effort, and it is also a reflection of Eugene's journey.
From the smallest details of monster attributes to the mountain peaks formed by the accumulated bones of powerful warriors.
Then there's the nightmare legend where even the gods tremble.
All of this, whether it is despicable or heretical, is irrelevant.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Eugene admired the blood-red theater of the earth, listening to the shouts.
Behind him, thousands of miles away, under the clear blue sky.
At the very top of the true Heavenly Tree, a huge flower bud has slowly opened.
The moon reflected in the sunlight, and the giant tree reaching for the sky—it's truly a wondrous sight.
Adding a touch of blood would make it even more fitting.
With a thought, Eugene's figure flashed back.
As the dark doors opened and closed, he had returned to the skies above Orario.
On Earth, the gods' terror continues.
They were entangled by the giant tree vines, and thought that by desperately unleashing their divine power they could break free.
But as time went by, it was discovered that the binding force of these vines was actually continuing to increase!
It's like having the immense power of a volcanic eruption, continuously being injected into it.