Fairy Continent.
Tang San watched in shock as a crimson mech over four meters tall effortlessly decapitated the last pig-demon in the town, its massive blade slicing through like chopping vegetables. The grotesque head rolled on the ground, finally stopping to face Tang San—its terrified eyes locked with his.
This small town's fairies had all been slaughtered by this sudden onslaught of mechs. The ground was piled with corpses, forming gruesome mounds.
These once-mighty monsters were now being butchered like chickens. Their proud defenses couldn't even scratch the enemy's armor.
"Kid, what's your name?"
The crimson mech lowered its head to examine the dazed Tang San.
After a long silence, and no reply from him, the mech shook its head.
"Probably scared stupid. This continent really is something—humans don't rely on intelligence but instead use a tiny sliver of beastly bloodline to resist the monsters who rule them. They've been livestock for so long, there are barely any with spirit left."
"You think this is a real continent? Under the command of the Emperor, we've conquered the stars and even moved beyond our galaxy. In most planes, unless there's some anomaly, the demon race dominates. We've seen countless worlds—how many have humans truly ruled?" said another mech, shaking its head.
"Ugh… this is just sad…" sighed the first mech.
"That trace of beast blood in humans—both of us know where it came from. What should've been a mark of shame is now their means to resist the demon race. Isn't that ironic?"
At this moment, Tang San finally snapped back to awareness, his expression stunned.
He had transmigrated into this world over six years ago.
Here, humans were at the bottom—slaughtered like animals.
For the sake of finding Xiao Wu, he had endured, secretly building strength, waiting for the day he could avenge his race.
But now…
And—who was this Emperor they kept mentioning?
"Kid, remember this—we are the Fire Phoenix Legion, one of the Four Great Beast Soul Mecha Corps under the Sun-Moon Empire. In the future, you won't have to suffer under these beasts anymore," said one red mech, waving her hand.
She sheathed a crimson dagger on her back—though to her it was small, in Tang San's eyes, it was the size of a full-length sword.
"Sun-Moon Empire?!!"Tang San was dumbfounded.
Did he know that name?
He knew it all too well.
Back in his son-in-law's generation—cough, I mean his dog... ahem—his son-in-law's era, the Sun-Moon Empire had risen, but was ultimately defeated by Huo Yuhao, crushing its ambitions to unify the continent. After that, chaos erupted in the Divine Realm, and Xiao Wu passed away. Tang San had since exiled himself into the void of the universe in search of her.
Until today.
This was insane!
Something had clearly gone wrong!
That soul power he felt... it had to be from the Sun-Moon Empire of Douluo Planet. But how had these people surpassed their own galaxy and extended their reach here?
Even he, a former God King, had never achieved that!
And now his entire plan was in disarray.
This world was supposed to be his new paradise, where he would lead the remnants of humanity to victory over beasts and reclaim their pride.
So who the hell was this "Emperor"?
Watching the two mechs disappear into the distance, Tang San felt a little unhinged.
He had just discovered he had potential in this world—so should he continue cultivating this bloodline or not?
"Three years, then another three years! I've become the Goddess of Lust that everyone fears... yet my stomach's still flat..."
On another planet—
Ma Xiaotao stood atop a tall spire, overlooking mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, muttering bitterly.
"What did you say, ma'am?" asked a confused subordinate.
"Nothing."
Ma Xiaotao shook her head.
"This planet is done. These beastmen were pathetically weak. None of them could resist lust."
You see, most men only act morally upright on the surface. Her divine domain—Lust—draws out the idealized "goddess" from the hearts of all beings. And "goddess" was just a metaphor.
To these beastmen, it could be a lizard, tank exhaust pipe, or anything…
She used this influence to control their desires—then sent her mech army to wipe them out.
They died, intoxicated by beauty.
Even in their final moments, most beastmen never realized they had fallen into a trap.
"Well, no matter. Once I return, I'll try harder."Ma Xiaotao touched her belly and gritted her teeth.
A peculiar red pattern glowed faintly there—she could've removed it long ago, but had never done so...
"Woom~"
In the sky—
A blinding beam pierced heaven and earth. Holy light bathed the entire planet. Native inhabitants wept on their knees while the demons targeted by the light were vaporized.
These people had survived for generations clinging to myths of angels and gods.
But the demon race had reigned for tens of thousands of years, crushing those hopes into near extinction.
They had become numb. Desperate.
But now—this sacred light dispelled the dark clouds that had loomed for millennia.
"Purify!"Ye Guyi's voice echoed.
All demons across the planet panicked. The strong tried to escape; the weak stood frozen in despair.
But none escaped—the holy light found and reduced all to ash.
"These sinners far outmatch the evil soul masters of Douluo Planet…"As she absorbed the abundant faith energy and the purifying power, Ye Guyi smiled.
"You angels—handle the other planets in this star cluster. Don't fall behind. The seventh main star system is vital to the Empire."
"Yes, ma'am!"Wings flapping, holy figures soared into the sky.
"Mommy, are we doing a good thing?"A little girl with six wings asked thoughtfully.
"To humans, yes. But to other species that oppress humans—no."Ye Guyi gently stroked her hair.
"This is a battle for racial survival. Even if we stain our hands with blood, our mission is to save our people."
"As angels, we must remain pure."
After a moment's hesitation, Ye Guyi chose the gentle path in teaching her daughter.
"When can we go home? I miss Daddy." the little girl said, poking her cheek.
"Soon. I miss him too."Ye Guyi smiled brightly.
"Clang, clang, clang~"
In the core of a dead planet—
Lava bubbled and flowed through subterranean rivers. This fire-elemental-only world served as a forge that would shock most people.
"Bang~"
Wang Dong'er tossed her hammer into the lava, sparks flying.
"Did I... finish it?"
She wiped sweat from her brow with elegant fingers, scratching her head.
Wearing only a tank top, her full figure was completely exposed—but no one was watching.
"The Core of the Interstellar Rail."
"With this, future space travel might be universal. No more reliance on warships. Have I created something truly historic?" she wondered aloud.
"Finished?"
A tall figure stepped forward—Xu Cheng.
He was astonished.
Interstellar warships were weapons. But rail-based space trains were for transport. In terms of efficiency and cost, they outclassed warships.
This core, when installed on a standard train, could literally make it fly.
Not only that—it had its own consciousness, governed by the "rules of the universe," and enforced those rules upon others.
Even more incredible—it could replicate itself!
One became two, two became four, and so on. Though each copy grew weaker, it could still produce thousands of passenger trains for human space travel.
His Starlink Railway Project could finally become a reality.
"Mhm~"Wang Dong'er smiled coyly.
"So, how will our great Emperor reward me?"
"How about a child?"Xu Cheng grinned, wrapping his arm around her slender waist as their forms vanished into the space.
"Hmm, not until I have one in my belly. Then the reward's complete!" she pouted playfully.
"This is your grandparents' grave."
Outside Mingdu City—
Despite rising land prices due to urban development, this plot remained untouched. No one dared buy or build here.
"They were Mommy's parents?"
A six-year-old boy, seeing his mother's sorrow, looked downcast too.
"Yes."
Na'er wiped her tears and smiled.
"This is where Daddy saved Mommy. That's why we exist today."
"What a touching story."The boy nodded seriously.
"Don't worry, Mommy. I'll protect everyone—because I'm a real man!"
He proudly patted his chest.
"Vice Hierarch, message from the Divine Realm."
A black-robed figure appeared silently.
"Thank you…"
The boy politely accepted the letter for his mother.
"Young Master, you shame this old servant…"
"You were my father's earliest comrade. Calling you 'Uncle Ling' is no exaggeration."
"You still remember…"The old man was moved.
As if recalling an afternoon from thousands of years ago.
Temple of Destruction.
A black-robed figure kneeled.
"Your Highness, the letter has been delivered. The Vice Hierarch will return tomorrow."
"Good."
Xu Cheng clasped his hands behind his back.
"But… I don't understand. Why not annihilate all the demons and beasts?" the man asked, confused.
"Heh…"
Xu Cheng only smiled.
"Cheng-ge, can you put in more effort?"
Meng Hongchen looked at him with puppy eyes.
"If I'd known the Gods of Life and Destruction couldn't have kids, I wouldn't have taken this godhood. Even Ice God would've been better!"
She pouted.
Le Xuan's kid was already grown. Even Wang Dong'er had one now. But Meng Hongchen—nothing.
"I mean… maybe it's possible?" Xu Cheng hesitated.
"Destruction and Life conflict—but Life and Death… hmm, that also sounds conflicting?"
But Meng Hongchen's eyes lit up.
"No! Life and Death are opposites, yes—but they're not contradictory!"
"Like Good and Evil—Life and Death should be a pair! Maybe the two old deities were wrong all along!"
"Let's go test it out!"
Meng Hongchen eagerly dragged him into the Temple of Life, slamming the doors shut.
Months later—
"I'm pregnant! Life and Death are a match made in heaven!"
Meng Hongchen announced triumphantly.
Everyone congratulated her.
Somewhere far away, the old God of Destruction sneezed in confusion.
"Weird… why do I feel like someone's talking bull?"
(The End)