The air smelled like unraveling dimensions, frozen paradoxes, and celestial spite.
Luo Feng found himself standing in a place where up was sideways, time curled like smoke, and the ground kept forgetting to exist.
The Death Queen adjusted her veils (which were now made of dead gods' whispers)
Li Qing's Frost Veins pulsed with unstable void energy (and barely contained rage)
The Nine-Tails Goddess had two tails stuck in a time loop (they kept flickering in and out of reality)
"Let me guess," Luo Feng sighed, "this is the part where reality breaks and it's somehow my fault."
[System Alert: Critical Existence Failure Detected]
[Mission: Survive the Void Emperor's Hospitality]
[Reward: 1x Chaos VE Fragment (Contents Under Pressure)]
[Failure Penalty: Becoming a Footnote in Cosmic History]
The plush demon army (now wearing miniature void suits) clung to each other, their stitching straining with existential dread.
The banquet table appeared first - a slab of solidified oblivion set with dishes that defied description.
The Death Queen picked up a writhing memory of Luo Feng's first kiss. "Darling, you were so...adequate."
Li Qing froze a plate containing her own repressed emotions. "That stays sealed."
The Nine-Tails Goddess swallowed a screaming constellation whole. "Bit spicy."
When the Void Emperor's voice boomed through the crumbling dimensions, it carried the weight of collapsing stars:
"DANCE."
And so they did.
The Death Queen's steps erased moments from history - here a battle, there an awkward conversation, gone as if they'd never been.
Li Qing countered by freezing entire timelines into perfect, glittering sculptures - beautiful and utterly lifeless.
The Fox Spirit simply burned the dance floor, the music, and the concept of choreography itself.
Luo Feng, stepping on the Void Emperor's non-existent toes: "Can we not do the apocalypse today?"
Blades flashed in non-Euclidean angles.
The Death Queen's dagger moved backwards through time, already buried in Li Qing's ribs before it left her hand.
Li Qing froze the attack's very possibility, shattering causality like thin ice.
"Predictable," she muttered, spitting out fragments of paradox.
Celestial fire met poison kissed veils as the Nine-Tails Goddess laughed - her flames licking at the edges of reality itself.
The Death Queen merely sighed and produced another identical set of veils from somewhere unimaginable.
When Li Qing's frost met the Foxfire, the resulting explosion birthed three new minor deities (who immediately resigned).
After seven impossible duels and one accidental creation myth, terms were reluctantly agreed upon:
No Erasing Each Other From History (Without 24 Hours Notice)
Shared Custody of Narrative Importance (Alternating Tuesdays and Fridays)
Mutual Right to Dramatic Entrances (But Keep It Under 30 Seconds)
The Nine-Tails Goddess stretched, her tails finally escaping their time loop. "I suppose I can tolerate this arrangement."
Li Qing's frost receded - mostly. "Try to retroactively murder me again and I'll freeze your past selves."
The Death Queen kissed Luo Feng's cheek, leaving a mark that existed in all timelines simultaneously. "This means we're properly quantum-entangled, darling."
[Alliance Conditionally Maintained]
[Penalty: Mandatory Cosmic Mediation Sessions]
As the fractured dimension spat them back out, the Void Emperor's laughter followed:
"Until next time, little toys."
The last thing Luo Feng saw was a single abandoned plush demon waving forlornly as the rift sealed shut, one button eye already unraveling into the void.
END OF THE CHAPTER51