novelhk Chapter 108: The First Appearance of Reincarnation! The Creator of Destiny
Chapter 108: The First Appearance of Reincarnation! The Creator of Destiny
As the words fell, the blurry outline gradually faded away, leaving only endless emptiness. Isaac stood silently in place, his gaze deep and resolute.
“Trials?” he said softly. “Whatever the trial, I will win.”
The void was utterly silent.
Isaac stood rooted to the spot, the core of the rules behind him still gleaming with golden light, the runes pulsating gently as if breathing. Yet his gaze was cold and unyielding, fixed on the fading, blurry outline before him. The fact that the enormous hand had so easily crushed his spear of rules undoubtedly stung his pride.
"Origin?" Isaac murmured the name, his voice as cold as ice. "There is actually a power that can transcend the rules, even... regarding the rules as worthless playthings?"
His fist clenched slowly, his knuckles cracking with the force. He could accept that everything before him was unknown, but he couldn't tolerate being seen as a pawn on a chessboard.
[System Notification: The unknown energy field has left the detection range. The core of the system has stabilized, and the cracks are gradually healing...]
The system's mechanical and cold voice broke the brief silence, and Isaac frowned slightly. He looked around again; the spreading gray-white cracks were now slowly shrinking, as if everything just now had been an illusion. However, he could sense that the power from the "Origin" had not truly left, but was hidden deep within the void, silently watching him.
“It’s not over yet…” Isaac’s voice was deep, carrying an undeniable resolve.
He slowly raised his hand, golden light gathering in his palm. The runes formed an exquisite mark, deeply embedded in the center of his hand. The mark emitted a faint glow, as if responding to the call of his heart.
Isaac closed his eyes, his consciousness instantly connecting with the core of the rules. His thoughts transformed into an invisible beam of light, swiftly traversing every corner of the universe. He saw countless galaxies operating orderly under the constraints of the rules, and he also saw the remaining cracks gradually healing. However, all of this did not reassure him, for he knew that the healing of the cracks was merely a facade, and a greater crisis lurked in the shadows.
Suddenly, a violent tremor emanated from within the core of the rules, pulling Isaac's consciousness back to reality. He abruptly opened his eyes and found that the runes' light had become exceptionally dazzling, as if the entire core was resisting the erosion of some external force.
[System Warning: The rules core has detected an abnormal energy surge. Enter defensive mode?]
“Abnormal energy?” Isaac frowned, and replied without hesitation, “Loosen your defenses, I need to know what it is!”
The system was silent for a moment, then countless golden runes swirled around the core of the rules, forming a massive vortex. At the center of the vortex, a grayish-white phantom appeared, gradually solidifying until it transformed into an ancient throne gleaming with an eerie light.
“This is…” Isaac’s eyes narrowed. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from the throne, which was the remnant of the “Origin” power from earlier.
[System notification: The cosmic relic "Throne of Destiny" has been detected. Target confirmed: Relics of the creator of the cycle of destiny.]
"The Throne of Destiny?" Isaac murmured, taking a slow step forward, his gaze fixed on the ancient throne. The throne was entirely dark gray, carved with countless intricate patterns that seemed to possess life, slowly writhing.
Isaac walked to the throne, raised his hand, and tentatively touched it. Instantly, a chilling power surged through his arm and into his body. His body jolted violently, and countless whispered, intertwined voices echoed in his mind, voices filled with sorrow and rage, as if from the ghosts of countless ages.
“Is this…the call of fate?” Isaac gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists, trying to resist the chaotic information flooding his mind. However, the whispers grew clearer, finally coalescing into a complete sentence:
"The one who carries the wheel of destiny, accept the trial and complete the creation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Isaac's body suddenly sank, and he felt his consciousness being pulled into a completely unfamiliar space. Here, there was no light, no rules, and not even time existed. He was surrounded by endless darkness, with only a path of light leading to the unknown stretching out beneath his feet.
Isaac took a deep breath and took the first step.
As his footsteps echoed in the darkness, the path of light gradually illuminated. His gaze was drawn ahead—to a mirror suspended in mid-air, its surface radiating a soft white light.
Isaac walked to the mirror, and a figure slowly appeared in its reflection. He paused, stunned. It was none other than himself. However, this "self" seemed strangely unfamiliar. His eyes were filled with indifference, and he exuded a strong sense of oppression, as if he were the true ruler of the universe.
"This is... me in the future?" Isaac murmured, reaching out to touch the mirror. However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the mirror, it suddenly shattered, and countless lights and shadows poured out, rushing straight towards Isaac.
"Is this part of the trial?" Isaac sneered. With a wave of his hands, the power of the core rules erupted instantly, and countless golden runes formed a barrier, blocking all the light and shadow. However, these light and shadow did not dissipate; instead, they quickly coalesced into a gigantic figure.
The figure was exactly like Isaac, even its aura was identical. It slowly raised its head, coldly looking at Isaac, and said, "The one who carries the wheel of destiny, if he cannot even defeat himself, how can he complete the creation?"
Isaac snorted coldly, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes: "Since that's the case, then let me see just how difficult this so-called 'trial' really is!"
Before he finished speaking, his body transformed into a golden streak of light, hurtling towards the enormous figure. At the same moment, the figure launched its attack, and the two "Isaacs" engaged in an epic battle in the darkness.
The power of rules exploded in the air, countless runes scattered like meteors, each collision carrying an earth-shattering force. The battle between the two was as fierce as a cosmic torrent, every move seemingly capable of shaking the entire world.
This battle was not only a contest of strength, but also a clash of wills.
Isaac knew that this was not just a trial, but the ultimate test of his beliefs.