"Give up!"
Garen noticed the panic in Imu's eyes, and a confident smile of certain victory appeared on his face.
"With me here, your Uranus is nothing but a useless heap of scrap metal."
Imu's expression turned ugly to the extreme.
He did not respond to Garen's provocation, but the complicated emotions flashing through his eyes completely exposed the vulnerable human side of this ageless monster who styled himself a god.
However, Imu's gaze became resolute once more.
His arrogance and conceit as a "god" had been thoroughly shattered by Garen, yet he quickly recovered the steadfastness and unyielding spirit of a true hero among men.
It was not time to admit defeat yet. He still had a chance of winning.
Besides, he had no way out.
"Although I don't know how you stopped Uranus,"
Endless killing intent erupted from Imu's body, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to plummet.
"As long as I kill you, everything can be resolved!"
"Uranus will restart after your death and wipe out those rebels along with you!"
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Garen's overly relaxed smile finally faded.
In truth, he had never let down his guard.
Because Garen knew full well that Imu's trump card was definitely not limited to Uranus alone.
After all, Uranus, like Poseidon and Pluton, was a weapon of mass destruction, but it was not suited for fighting a single target.
Using Uranus to destroy the world would be no problem, but it could never crush Garen to death when he possessed high-speed flight.
Imu was no fool. There was no way he had failed to consider that.
So it was not difficult to guess:
From the very beginning, Imu had planned to use Uranus to eliminate Garen's subordinates and allies, then use other means to deal with Garen,