Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 484 The Turning of the Gears of Fate

The Guardian knelt on one knee, his heavy breathing causing his shattered armor to crackle. He stared at the black-robed figure in the center of the universe, gradually merging with the chaos, the blade in his hand trembling slightly, as if uneasy about the impending fierce battle.

Around the black-robed man's swollen body, spacetime distorted like a shattered mirror, and dark purple energy surged wildly like boiling magma. Countless planets began to collapse under his pressure, turning into dark purple dust.

Desperate cries echoed through the universe, the last gasps of countless beings eroded by chaos. Their voices, filled with fear and resentment, reverberated in the vast cosmos, piercing the very nerves of the guardians.

"We can't let him succeed again!" The guardian gritted his teeth, blood seeping from his gums and dripping onto the ground with his saliva.

The chaotic and purifying forces within his body surged in his blood, colliding with each other and creating turbulent waves in his veins. Each impact of the force was accompanied by a tearing pain, as if countless sharp blades were churning inside his body.

Just as he was about to rush towards the man in black robes, the spacetime rift behind him suddenly burst out with dazzling light, interspersed with crackling energy arcs, as if spacetime itself was trembling violently.

A familiar figure stepped out – it was the first Observer!

But at this moment, he was no longer a phantom. His materialized body radiated a soft yet powerful light, and the chaotic mark between his brows shimmered with a strange gold. That light was like a lighthouse in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope.

"Guardian, I use the remaining power of my origin to form a physical form."

The voice of the first observer was filled with endless weariness, yet also with unwavering determination; every word seemed to have been uttered with all his might.

A faint halo surrounded his body, which grew weaker as he spoke. “The man in black robes attempted to merge with chaos to become a new creator god, but he overlooked a crucial point—deep within the core of chaos lies the true ‘Source of Chaos,’ the progenitor of all chaotic power and the key to restraining him.”

Before he could finish speaking, the man in black noticed the commotion, and his arrogant laughter exploded like thunder:

"The First Observer? You're still not quite dead! Perfect, I'll take care of you too!"

He waved his arm, and dark purple energy gathered in his palm, instantly transforming into countless dark purple chaotic pythons that pounced towards the two of them.

The giant python had an enormous body, its scales shimmering with an eerie light, and it spewed out highly corrosive black mist from its mouth. Wherever it passed, space cracked and shattered, making a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

The Guardian and the First Observer exchanged a glance, then simultaneously swung their swords. Silver and gold light intertwined, like two dazzling galaxies, shattering the giant python completely.

The severed python turned into black smoke and dissipated, leaving behind a pungent, burnt smell in the air.

The attack by the man in black robes was just a ruse.

Taking advantage of their momentary lapse in attention, he suddenly transformed into a dark purple streak of light, moving at incredible speed and leaving a long trail in the universe as he flew toward the "spacetime anchor" at the edge of the cosmos.

Once he destroys the spacetime anchor, the spacetime order of the entire universe will completely collapse.

"Oh no! Chase them!"

The first observer's expression changed drastically; veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

He reached out, and a golden light enveloped the guardian. The two tore through space and gave chase. As they traversed space, the guardian felt as if his body was being pulled by countless forces. Strange scenes flashed by rapidly before his eyes, and the wind howled in his ears.

When they arrived at the time-space anchor, the man in black robes had already begun to erode the core of the anchor.

The spacetime anchor point resembles a giant castle suspended in the void. The protective runes on its surface are constantly extinguished under the impact of chaotic power. With each rune extinguished, a crack spreads across the surface of the anchor point.

Large-scale distortion and folding began to appear in the universe, and the light of the stars became distorted and eerie, as if the entire universe was groaning in pain.

The Guardian was frantic and was about to rush forward when he was stopped by the First Observer: "Be careful! He's waiting for us to fall into his trap."

Sure enough, the man in black robes turned around with a sinister smile. His smile was full of evil and scheming as he slammed his hands down on the time-space anchor point.

In an instant, countless chains shot out from the chaos, the chains covered with evil runes created by the black-robed man. The runes shimmered with dark red light and frantically absorbed their power.

"You think you can stop me? How ridiculous!"

The man in black robes laughed wildly, "When I merge with the source of chaos, the entire universe will become my puppet!"

The guardian was struggling to breathe from the chains, and he could feel his strength rapidly draining away, his body growing heavier and heavier.

Just as the two were in dire straits, a clear and melodious cry suddenly came from the depths of the universe. The sound was melodious and loud, as if it could penetrate all darkness.

A colossal golden phoenix streaked through the void, its wings spreading to blot out the sky, and wherever its tail feathers swept, the chaotic energy dissipated, leaving behind a pure space.

On the phoenix's back stood a mysterious woman, draped in a white robe embroidered with intricate golden patterns. She held a scepter, the gem at the top of which resonated with the gem on the hilt of the guardian's sword, emitting a soft glow.

"Let me lend you a hand!"

The woman's voice was like heavenly music, yet it contained boundless majesty, as if her words were the laws of the universe.

The golden phoenix swooped down, spitting out a golden flame. The flame was extremely hot, and wherever it went, the air was ignited, making a "whooshing" burning sound.

The flames melted the chains binding the Guardian and the first Observer, and the moment the chains broke, dazzling sparks burst forth.

The mysterious woman leaped off the phoenix and brandished her scepter. The scepter's light intertwined with the power of the Guardian and the First Observer, forming a powerful protective barrier. Mysterious runes flowed across the surface of the barrier, blocking the black-robed man's attack.

"I am the goddess of fate, guarding the ultimate laws of the universe."

The woman explained, "The Black-Robed Man's ambitions have long been detected by the Eye of Destiny. Now, it's time to end all of this."

With the help of the goddess of fate, the three began their counterattack. The guardian wielded a sword imbued with the power of fusion, each swing generating powerful energy fluctuations, and the silver vortex on the blade shone brightly.

The first observer cast an ancient sealing spell, chanting incantations and rapidly forming hand seals, golden sealing runes appearing in the void.

The goddess of fate controls the laws of destiny; wherever her scepter points, mysterious power will appear.

The three men's attacks surged towards the man in black like a tidal wave, distorting space wherever they went.

The man in black robes showed no fear. His body completely merged with the chaos, transforming into a huge dark purple vortex. The center of the vortex emitted a terrifying light, devouring all attacks.

"You think you can defeat me like this?" The voice of the black-robed man came from the vortex, filled with endless mockery. "Look! The Source of Chaos has awakened!"

Everyone looked up and saw a massive black sphere slowly rising from the depths of space. A chilling, chaotic power flowed across its surface; wherever it passed, stars were annihilated, bursting forth with dazzling light before turning to dust. Black mist swirled around the sphere, within which eerie lights flickered intermittently.

The goddess of fate wore a solemn expression, her brows furrowed, and her eyes filled with worry.

"This is bad! Once the Source of Chaos fully awakens, even I cannot stop it. Guardian, you must find the 'Key of Destiny,' the only artifact that can shut down the Source of Chaos!"

The guardian gripped his sword tightly, his eyes resolute, revealing an indomitable will: "Where should I look?"

The goddess of fate pointed to a rift in spacetime, from which a strange light flickered:

"The answer is there. But remember, the spacetime rift is full of unknown dangers, and every moment could change your destiny..."

Without the slightest hesitation, the guardian leaped into the spacetime rift.

Within the rift, time and space lost their meaning. He saw countless scenes of parallel universes, some swallowed by chaos, planets shattered, and life devastated.

Some universes are putting up a stubborn resistance, with warriors fighting bravely to protect their last home. In a shattered nebula, he finally saw the "Key of Destiny" shimmering with a faint light.

As he reached out to grab it, a dark shadow suddenly darted out, moving with incredible speed, like a black lightning bolt.

The shadowy figure snatched the Key of Destiny and stopped it not far away.

The dark figure turned its head, revealing itself to be the young fusion form! But at this moment, her eyes were cold, filled with a chaotic aura, and a strange smile curled at the corner of her mouth, a smile that sent chills down one's spine, as if she was no longer the familiar fusion form.