Chapter 136

The pure white of the Zero Realm was like the shroud of an absolute grim reaper. The False God Anchor hovered in the center, its grey-purple geometric polyhedron spinning slowly, millions of pseudo-logic runes flowing across its surface like the locks of the most precise prison. The entire void of universe wreckage swallowed and purified by it had transformed into a spacetime String Base Element matrix branded with its eternal mark. Every particle was an extension of its senses, a coordinate node, an eternal boundary monument of absolute logical rule. Absolute order governed this pallid expanse. Every particle-level oscillation and every preset energy fluctuation circulated, was confirmed, and was archived within the False God's computational network. Dead silence. Aside from the hum of the cold logic engine deep within the False God's core will, this was the only echo in this realm.