When the spy received the order, he knew the moment had come.
"Destroy the stars, evaporate the oceans, stain the heavens black..." he whispered the ultimate plot planned by Pangu's ancient foe, the Creditor, as dark divine power gathered at his fingertips. With intelligence and resources accumulated over a millennium of infiltration, the plan was nearly flawless.
Yet, just as the divine power was about to erupt, his fingers suddenly froze mid-air. An absurd thought flooded his mind: he had to file away a millennium's worth of intelligence records—every surveillance device, every secret report, even every conversation log with his master.
The impulse was so overpowering that he actually turned and began organizing the evidence of his crimes.
"What am I doing?" he asked himself in confusion, yet continued decrypting the deepest-seated archives. It wasn't until he was carrying a jade box filled with evidence towards the temple gates that he suddenly realized the sheer absurdity of his actions.
Outside the door, the Lord of Order stood waiting calmly, as if he had foreseen this moment all along. The spy finally understood that the deity he had always dismissed as "lazy" wielded such terrifying authority.
The Lord of Order didn't even need to lift a hand. He had merely invoked the most fundamental authority of the "Three Authorities God"—the temporary, compulsory appointment of a subordinate.
The moment the spy embarked on his mission, he had already been quietly "appointed" by the Lord of Order as an "Envoy" charged with rooting out the Creditor's influence. This temporary, divinely compelled appointment carried the absolute power of Order, forcing him to instinctively obey his new mission of "gathering evidence to protect the Three Realms"—never questioning its inherent contradiction.
"You..." the spy choked, struggling against the control.
The Lord of Order took the jade box and said solemnly:
"Did you think my father would dare push such bold reforms if he weren't confident?"
"Because he knows—as long as I exist, no one can truly disrupt the order of this world."
On the distant shore beyond causality, the Creditor's heart suddenly seized. He sensed his connection to that spy had been completely severed—and more terrifying still, what awaited him now was an outcome he could no longer evade.