Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 406 - 314: Awakening, the Birth of the World’s Will

Chapter 406: Chapter 314: Awakening, the Birth of the World’s Will

Soon.

Ten days later.

In an ordinary small town, a cake shop.

A boy is happily making pastries in the kitchen, wearing a white chef’s uniform, gracefully creating desserts for the customers.

A sign by the door reads:

[Free leftover cakes available after 6 PM every night, for friends in need.]

Clearly, this is a small cake shop filled with love and a passion for life.

"Sir, here’s your cake..." The boy, lacking love and timid, shows a gentle smile, treating everyone kindly.

Once, he longed for fatherly love when he was born, but now he has something he wants to protect.

He fell in love with this ordinary yet beautiful life.

He is not the villain who killed countless people with his cries and was cursed at birth.

He is just an ordinary cake shop owner; surely even the gods cannot find him.

To live this plain life and then die of old age... 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

We die together with the gods...

Just then.

The sky suddenly tore apart, and terrifying hands of the gods pressed down fiercely.

Clearly, when the gods make a move, they do so with all their might.

Boom!!

An infinite and unending pressure crushed down.

The entire cake shop instantly turned to nothingness.

"No!!!" In the kitchen, Madra turned into a streak of light and rushed in, landing beside Mandar, trying to shield him from the attack.

But the Mandar, who isn’t good at combat and can only change the order of death, was already hit by the intangible and fierce chaos.

Bang bang bang!

The massive chaos eroded his entire body, nearly causing him to collapse all over.

Madra knelt and embraced Mandar, who was engulfed in chaos, pulling his broken body out of the chaos, his inner rage turning into a heartbreaking sound wave that pierced the sky:

"You gods!"

At this time, in the sky, the gods with indifferent expressions suddenly joined forces, flashing a terrifying energy net, and smashed down with enormous terrifying power.

"Run!" shouted the severely injured Mandar.

Madra suppressed his anger and quickly fled.

His speed was so fast that even the gods could not stop him.

"This guy has gotten stronger again," said Bal, the God of Magic.

"He has been born for ten days, and given his astonishing growth rate, he is already fully developed," Xiangtuo Mo vaguely felt this point.

The tenth child of death, not good at combat.

But his power is to kill all the gods in thirty years.

Madra, who was responsible for protecting him, was very powerful before, although not very smart, lacked love, and was timid, but could once resist the siege of the strongest in the world.

"This guy might not even lose in a direct battle with us."

"He just wants to escape."

"Hmph, a cowardly and inherently evil little ghost, clearly with formidable combat power."

"Keep chasing, they are already severely injured, and their days on the run will not be easy as they take care of Mandar."

The gods continued to discuss.

A month later.

In a forest cabin.

A little dwarf was taking care of the prince who couldn’t wake up.

Then, there was a knock on the door outside.

Knock knock knock!

"Do you want to buy apples?"

A kind elderly woman slowly appeared.

The kind dwarf showed a hesitant expression but still nodded, "Okay."

Half a day later.

The poisoned dwarf and prince once again fled, their aura weakening even more.

And above the High Heaven, Fortuna suddenly sighed:

"Is what we are doing really the right thing? I feel like I’m the evil villain in a story, the evil adult, chasing two hand-holding fleeing children through forests and fields."

"Even letting Lilith return as the Plague Demon King, transforming into a malicious old woman, knocking on the door with poisoned apples to secretly disrupt the hidden life of the two children!"

Perhaps, they were never wrong.

They are not cruel, they are flesh and blood, they just want to live.

Xiangtuo Mo remained calm, "Even a Saint, who walks the path of righteousness impartially, must make sorrowful choices and bear the lives of some innocent people."

"To sacrifice for right, to compensate for wrong."

When both choices will sacrifice some innocent people, what should the gods do?

This is an inherently unsolvable problem.

"In which direction did they escape?" the Lady of Death suddenly asked.

"The gods still have to search, continuing to monitor with destiny," Fortuna sighed.

The two children held hands, like the Erlang God battling Sun Wukong, changing in myriad ways to evade pursuit.

At the bottom of the ocean, a little mermaid was ambushed.

In the mountain cave, a griffin was severely injured and spit blood.

Time and again they fled, time and again they were ambushed in various ways.

Mandar, always plotting and taking on the responsibility of brother and father with intelligence and wisdom, fell into a coma due to his severe injuries.

Through countless escapes, the timid and honest Madra finally faced an eruption in silence.

He looked at the gods in the sky with a face of hatred, and his immense and infinite power unfolded.

He was not the God of Destiny, but was the cosmic order of the world focused on [Change of Destiny], capable of mobilizing the omnipresent destiny in the air.

At this moment, it seemed that he finally understood.

He fully comprehended his ability and nature, transforming from a nascent cosmic order.

With a thought, it seemed as if the whole world was his body, and all things were inside him.

"Oh creatures between heaven and earth."

He softly called, and the creatures of the world, steeped in destiny, were awakened by his power of [Change].

"Please help me."

"If I die, within a hundred seconds, in this world of death, your lovers, your families, will all die."

The creatures of the entire world were awakened.

Innumerable people’s eyes flashed with confusion, and they came to full awareness, returning to themselves.

"Those evil gods have really twisted our lives!"

Their almost unanimous anger coalesced into a torrent.

It seemed to transform into the voice of heaven and earth, straight to the heavens, reaching the ears of the cosmic order.

Vaguely, the still young child Madra seemed to hear the gathering voice of the people’s pleas.

It was countless prayers and visions, thread by thread, converging.

"Please help us."

"We don’t want to die."

"Kill destiny, that little bitch!"

"Damn! They are Demon Gods, indifferent to our lives and deaths!"

"Madra, please be the great hero, help us to defeat the evil Demon Gods."

"Yes, I have chosen you; we can just remain in the world of the tenth trial!"

"We don’t need further ascension!"

"A complete ascension might make the world more complete, but we choose to refuse!"

On the streets, by the rivers, in the fields, in the forests, on the mountain peaks, in almost every corner of this world, countless people were wailing.

Their vast will formed a torrent.

Truly infused into this cosmic order.

It seemed that at this moment, Madra truly received the recognition of the creatures, like gaining the people’s support, only then becoming the new king.

He, who received the desire of the creatures, became completely whole.

Ultimately, the hope of the masses gathered into a beam of light, and the overwhelming obsessions and wishes were condensed into two sentences.

[Liberated, please save this world.]

[Please be the hero in the story, defeat the evil dragon and Demon Gods.]

"So this is who I am."

Madra’s expression flashed complex, suddenly becoming incomparably calm, "So, with the approval of the creatures and heaven and earth, I am the true world will."

"I was an individual before."

"Now, I am the world."

He seemed to realize his true nature, stepping forward step by step.

The evil aura around him completely unfurled, sharpness flashed in his fangs, more like an evil cosmic order.

"The ugly yet kind me, the divine yet cold gods."

Madra sneered, "Since it’s the creatures’ wish, then I will go as heaven and earth to exclude you, to destroy you."

The fiery black air waves erupted and surged up.

"Now, I am the hero!"

The next moment, he laughed wildly, his entire being emanating a violent aura that shattered all things and annihilated heaven and earth.

"O high and mighty... gods!!!"

Endless killing intent and hatred brewed to the extreme, as if encompassed in the roar powerful enough to open the heavens.

"I just want a quiet life, why must you force me!"

A force beyond an individual, carrying the terrifying pressure of the entire world, swept in.

Almost instantly, the gods in the sky felt an immense power rushing from heaven and earth.

A huge tide of energy was inhaled and exhaled, permeating a destructive force, and the world began to shatter.

"What’s happening?"

The gods suddenly felt something was wrong, very wrong.

As the masters of the major power sources of the world, they felt the world rejecting them, loathing them.

Next, in the stunned eyes of everyone, Madra finally showed his true form.

This was a pure non-human energy life form, seemingly composed of mountains, stars, vegetation, dark rivers, all forces converging into one life form.

At this point, he resembled a Giant growing madly in size, enveloped in limitless energy.

"Hahahaha!" As though a true hero appeared at this moment, looking at the Demon Gods filling the sky, he laughed wildly: "Today, I’m going to slay all the unjust gods of heaven and earth, see who still desires immortality, eternal dominion over this world!"

The God of Magic Bal, Xiangtuo Mo, Fortuna, Lady of Death, all of them were stunned watching this apocalyptic scene, their minds blank.

It was only now that they realized a terrifying point.

The sky before was incomplete, receiving the creatures’ recognition, mobilizing their power was the complete form.

"Come, come, I will beat you to death, so that everyone can only live for thirty years in the future, never more with an exalted stance."

In the high sky, Xiangtuo Mo, a mighty Elephant God, held a giant hammer, adorned with countless intricate golden butterfly ornaments, his enormous body balancing on a small white cloud,

"Child, you are still young, not knowing that everyone living only thirty years will make history much more brutal, everyone seeking immortality fighting to the death, new gods in the future desperate beyond bounds."

"Dynasties frequently change, gods frequently relocate, it is hard for peace to last, forever in chaos."

"Shut up!"

"No one can see the future!" Madra had completely lost his mind, he just wanted to fight.