Why Fear a Fight

Distress signals came in from planet after planet.

On television, leaders chased after their final declarations of doom, weeping on air and choking with sobs. "We... we..."

"Who will save us?"

Countless people had gone numb, their faces filled with despair. Across the vast cosmic river of stars, no one knew when it would be their turn.

"Heaven and earth are in chaos. Such turmoil has never been seen in all eternity. The universe is about to collapse, and the worlds will be destroyed." An aged eighth-rank deity lived in seclusion. He had once been the strongest being on a nearby planet; merely speaking his name would have drawn cries of astonishment across the entire planet and the welcome of all living beings. Yet now, he drank with friends, intending to perish in a drunken stupor.

"No more fighting. We can't fight anymore." The powerful being was dead drunk.

"Three vast, great cosmic Supremes, along with endless phantom incarnations, are fighting throughout the universe. They are twisting space and time..."

"The era of the new gods is about to be born. True ancient cosmic giants are finally emerging, but the road must be paved with our blood!"

Countless people prayed in despair as they passed the final moments of their lives.

The entire world was shrouded in an atmosphere of terror and darkness. Slaughter spread everywhere. One cold-blooded giant after another killed without mercy; no one knew how many lives would have to be butchered to achieve the legendary, truly complete ninth rank.

Cybertron Planet.

Cybertron King looked calmly at the arrival of the Omniscient God.

"You should know that the world is being destroyed. The only way not to be killed is to be killed first." The porcelain-white deity's expression was utterly calm.

"Everything is in the Omniscient God's