Their greatest masterpiece, their path to eternal hope, their ultimate trump card against the Holy Heavenly Emperor.
The God of Chaos, Chaos, at this moment, has fully awakened.
However, the awakened Chaos remains formless and shapeless.
Although he possesses a divine body, he lacks his own "will" and a clear "self."
He is more like a cold creation machine with supreme power, yet devoid of an operating system.
He merely floats silently there, representing "chaos" itself, but unable to actively wield the earth-shattering power.
The Wisdom Demon God's gaze turns to the Puppet Demon God beside him.
She knows that now it's time for this puppeteer, who has long been hidden, to officially make his appearance.
"Hehehehehe."
The Puppet Demon God lets out his signature sharp laugh like nails scratching glass.
His figure, a sinister rag doll sewn together with rough stitches, slowly rises from the darkness.
