F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 416 The Final Choice: Destroy Me? Or Inherit Me!

"boom!"

The moment Chen Yifan activated "Stealing All Things," the underlying space of the World Engine trembled violently.

The golden primordial scripture scroll, suspended in the void, burst forth with dazzling light of rules.

Golden lightning bolts struck down from the inscription and hit Chen Yifan.

The fake seal of the Divine Court on his chest immediately cracked open.

"puff!"

Chen Yifan spat out a mouthful of blood, his body sank downwards, and he was almost pressed into the depths of the void.

[WARNING! Illegal operation detected!]

[Attempting to tamper with root settings!]

[Assessment: Highest level threat!]

[Initiating the erasure process!]

A chilling verdict emerges.

The world engine launched a full-scale counterattack.

It can be temporarily fooled by a fake seal.

But its fundamental design is its Achilles' heel.

Countless golden chains were drawn from all directions, thick, cold, and carrying the power of rules to erase all abnormalities.

"Stop...right now!"

Chen Yifan's eyes were bloodshot, and his right hand was still tightly gripping the farm identification mark.

Those words are already intertwined with the fate of Earth over billions of years.

The ocean was born.

Life begins to sprout.

Civilization is ignited.

The end of the world has come.

Everyone is changing jobs.

Every piece of history is pierced by the golden patterns of the Divine Court.

Trying to tear it off is like pulling a nail from the orbit of the entire blue planet.

"it's useless!"

A weak yet venomous voice erupted from the depths of the false seal of the Divine Court.

It is not a complete remnant soul.

It is the echo of the resentment left in the mark by the Holy Lord before his death.

"The origin of this identification was personally determined by the Supreme Divine Court!"

"Its status is equivalent to the laws of the universe!"

"What makes you, a mere mortal, think you can shake it?"

"Give up!"

"Your body can't take it anymore!"

"The backlash from the Divine Court Seal will soon devour you!"

Chen Yifan felt a sharp pain in his chest.

That fake seal is crumbling.

The platinum-gold divine court pattern reappeared, beginning to suppress the gray-white well-sealing pattern.

Once the fake seal fails, he will face the dual obliteration of the World Engine and the rules of the Divine Court.

There is no escape route.

There will be no second chance.

Chen Yifan raised his head and stared at the old record deep within the Origin Codex.

[Initial Setting: Boundary Heart Protector.]

The text is still there.

It hasn't been completely erased by the Divine Court yet.

"Look at yourself carefully!"

Chen Yifan roared at the Origin Rune Book.

"I'm not attacking you!"

"I'm saving you!"

He released the pressure on the sealed well bone seal.

Eleven cores vibrated simultaneously.

The mournful cries of the Blood Rain Well rose up.

The remaining thunder from Lei Gu Well exploded.

The everyday life of Qingyan Well withstood the backlash from the Divine Court Seal.

The Soul-Slaying Blade Intent of the Broken Blade Well shone inch by inch along Chen Yifan's bones.

The eleven strands of local will left over from the previous era all pressed down on the Root Rune Book.

But this time, they did not impact the book itself.

They only clung to the line of judgment forcibly branded by the divine court.

[Current setting: Civilized Farm.]

hum...

The golden-patterned book trembled violently.

The "Boundary Heart Protector" that was buried at the bottom of the row suddenly lit up with a silvery-white light.

Very faint.

But it didn't go out.

The suppression intent of the eleven cores has reconnected with that old agreement.

It was not altered by outsiders.

It is a local restoration.

Threat level...reassessed...

[Knowledge to seal wells from the previous era has been detected.]

[The will of Earth's native core has been detected.]

[Initial cardiac protection protocol response detected.]

[Change of behavior determination.]

[Tampering - Rejected.]

[Repair approved.]

The erasure process has been aborted.

The golden chains binding Chen Yifan stopped abruptly.

The chains did not disappear.

But the strangulation will not continue.

The gaps in external communication were also reopened at this moment.

Bai Zhi's voice squeezed in, trembling uncontrollably.

"Chen Yifan!"

"it works!"

"The engine's underlying logic has been shaken!"

"It has redefined you as... a restorer!"

"impossible!"

From the depths of the Divine Court Seal, that resentful thought echoed and screamed.

"How could a contaminated farm tool still retain the initial protocol?!"

Chen Yifan grinned, his teeth filled with blood.

"Because you didn't clean it up properly enough."

"Now."

"It's my turn."

He suddenly exerted force with his right hand.

The cracks on the ring of the god of theft were dazzlingly bright.

The suppressive intent of the eleven cores was poured into the ring.

The human anchor of Qingyan Well weighed heavily on his heart.

The embers of the dragon smoke left by Wang Qingyun burned to their last at the edge of the bone imprint.

"Stealing everything."

"Target--"

"The Book of Origin Marks definitively designates Blue Star as a farm of the Divine Court civilization!"

Chen Yifan's five fingers tightened suddenly.

The line of golden pronouncements began to distort.

It refused to leave.

Countless fine golden threads extended from below the judgment, firmly embedding themselves into the orbit of the blue star.

The veins on Chen Yifan's arm bulged out one by one.

The skin and flesh split open.

The bone imprint vibrated.

The fake seal of the Divine Court continued to crack in his chest.

"Give me--"

"rise!"

Chen Yifan roared until his voice cracked.

He pulled hard outwards with his right hand.

"Rip—"

He forcibly tore off the line of judgment on the book of origin, which represented humiliation and enslavement.

Farm No. 3497.

[Judgment: Mature.]

[Harvestable.]

The three lines of golden characters struggled wildly in his palm.

next second.

The gold lettering crumbled inch by inch.

At the end of the Blue Star's orbit, a huge blank space was torn open in the divine imprint.

The golden field outside the engine began to collapse.

Rows of ripe wheat ears lost their luster and turned to ashes.

Outer space of Earth.

The golden scythe shadow that blotted out the sky suddenly stopped.

The sickle split open in the center.

The cracks spread all the way to the end of the handle.

"Click..."

The golden scythe shattered.

The rain of light fell from the sky, but there was no longer any sign of harvest.

Sky Dome Command Center.

Shenhou knelt on the ground, and the iron rod in his hand struck out with a dull thud.

The pain in his chest, as if his very life force had been forcibly drained, stopped.

The Tiger raises its head.

The Ox remained silent.

Mao Tu stared at the screen, her eyes reddening.

One of the black-armored guards was stunned at first, then shouted hoarsely.

"Stop!"

"The harvest has stopped!"

After a brief silence, the entire defensive line erupted in a roar.

"Chen Yifan succeeded!"

"He really cut the harvest off!"

Shenhou sat in the ruins, tilting his head back and laughing loudly.

He raised his hand and wiped his face halfway through his laughter.

"This kid..."

"They're really daring."

Engine underlying layers.

Chen Yifan knelt in the void, his shoulders heaving violently.

His right hand was still clutching the tattered gold lettering.

The last glimmer of golden light leaked through the gaps between her fingers and then vanished completely.

He personally tore off the farm label from Blue Star.

The Holy Lord is dead.

The harvest has stopped.

The line of words that the Divine Court had nailed to the end of Blue Star's orbit was also gone.

But Chen Yifan didn't laugh.

Because that enormous scroll of primordial runes is collapsing.

After losing the "Civilized Farm" designation, the outer layer of rules that the Divine Court forcibly imposed began to fall off.

Page after page of the golden-patterned book shattered into dust.

At the core of the inscription, the blue-white star finally revealed itself.

It has no chains.

There was no verdict.

There is no divine mark.

Only pure, vast blue-white light danced quietly in the void.

Then, an ancient, neutral voice emanated from the depths of the star's core.

"The Repairer".

"Thank you for breaking the shackles."

"Now, make your final choice."

"Destroy me."

"Or inherit my mantle."