All the propulsion engines aboard Uranus had started. A vast power beyond human imagination was driving the entire Sky Island downward at an accelerating rate.
In theory, Uranus's world-ending assault could no longer be stopped by any outside force.
But—
Garen was acting so arrogantly now; he could not possibly be doing it just to die with a little more dignity later.
At that thought, Imu's heart sank.
What was it?
What method did he have?
Could he be using Poseidon and Pluton?
No.
Even Poseidon and Pluton could not stop Uranus's suicidal final protocol.
Unease filled Imu's heart, and the indifference and calm in his eyes had completely turned into tension and solemnity.
Faced with Garen, who had repeatedly created miracles, he could no longer remain composed.
Imu focused with utmost intensity, staring fixedly at Garen with eyes sharper than a hawk's, guarding against every move he made.
The moment Garen showed any sign of acting to stop Uranus from self-destructing, Imu would strike with thunderous force to stop him.
Meanwhile, the locust-like intelligent robots on Sky Island converged from all directions, aiming their dark electron beam cannons at Garen. At a glance, it looked as though a forest of guns had grown all around him.
However, contrary to Imu's expectations, Garen made no move.
He merely stood there quietly, meeting Imu's killing intent without retreating an inch.
As the two faced off, Uranus had already entered a full-speed plunge.
Over a hundred colossal propulsion engines roared at once, blasting incomparably thick blue-white pillars of light into the pitch-black sky above.
This radiance, brighter than the blazing sun, flooded the heavens and scattered wildly surging seven-colored halos through the sky, twisting the atmosphere around Sky Island beneath the intense light and heat.
The terrifying heat spewing from the propulsion