Online Game: My Decay Drives the Entire Server Crazy

Chapter 117 The Creator Gods Join Forces to Apply Pressure, Trying to Limit Inter-Universal ActionsWhen the projections of the three Creator Gods appeared simultaneously above the Unscrupulous Business Center, Lin Ye was in the third-floor conference room fighting Fatty Wang for the last piece of fried chicken.

Ghost’s monitoring panel suddenly turned completely red; three high-density energy sources appeared simultaneously at the same coordinate point above the city. Their energy signatures corresponded to the Creator-level existences from the three major planes: the Magic Era, Interstellar Warframe, and the Immortal Cultivation World.

He didn’t even turn his head, only saying, ”They’re here, all three at once.”

Lin Ye threw the chicken bone into the trash can, wiped his hands with a tissue, stood up, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains.

Three massive, translucent projections hovered in the night sky above the business center, each as tall as a dozen-story building.

The Magic Creator God was draped in a deep purple robe, with the primal light flow of the Shadow Plane streaming along its edges.

The Creator God of Interstellar sat perched in the bridge of a creation warship forged from star core steel, its silhouette obscuring half the starry sky.

The Cultivation God of Creation stood on a solid auspicious cloud, holding a whisk, with golden runes constantly circulating around his body.

None of the three spoke, but their gazes fell simultaneously upon Lin Ye.

Lin Ye pushed open the window and looked up at the three massive projections in the night sky, his tone as calm as if he were greeting Old Sun from the property management downstairs: ”The three of you floating on the roof of my studio in the middle of the night—are you here to pay protection fees or to have tea?”

The Magic Creator God spoke first, his voice deep and resonant, every word carrying a magical echo: ”Lin Ye, we do not wish to pursue the matter of you subduing the Shadow Demon Dragon, the Interstellar Behemoth, and Sword Venerable Qingming. We also do not wish to pursue the matter of you collecting protection fees across three planes. However, you must now stop the continued expansion of your cross-plane business. Release all World Bosses bound by your contracts and cease all protection fee collection activities. As compensation, we can provide you with any reasonable resources you personally require in a one-time offering. If you refuse, the three of us will join forces to carry out cross-plane erasure.”

Su Qinghan stood behind Lin Ye, holding a tablet but not opening it.

She whispered: ”The Guardian Alliance should have already detected the energy fluctuations of three Creator-level existences. Sister Chen hasn’t called, which means she knows they cannot intervene in a standoff of this level for the time being.”

Ghost was typing rapidly in the corner, synchronously analyzing the energy spectrums of the three Creator Gods.

The energy signatures of the three individuals had a partial overlapping area with the Chaos Core power waveform he had previously captured from Lin Ye’s evolved black-gold domain.

He pushed the comparison results to Lin Ye’s phone with a note attached: ”Their power is not completely independent of Chaos energy. They might be using the pretext of applying pressure, but their real purpose isn’t erasure; it’s to probe the limits of your evolution.”

Lin Ye glanced down at his phone screen, then turned it off and looked up again.

He took a step forward, standing at the edge of the window frame, and smiled at the three massive projections in the night sky: ”Three Creator Gods, before you join forces to erase me, let’s see how long your projections can last.”

He raised his right hand and spread his five fingers, palm facing upward.

The black-gold Cross-Dimensional Perpetual Decay Domain unfurled from his palm.

There was no charging action, no chanting, and no wind-up; within a single breath, the edge of the domain expanded to the extent that it completely enveloped all three Creator God projections.

The shadow light flow on the Magic Creator God’s robe seemed to have been doused with a bucket of invisible cold water, its flow speed instantly slowing by at least half.