Son of Sakaar
In the scorching ashes.
The green-clad warriors stood proudly.
Ben glanced down, sighed, and then blurted out:
"Diamondhead? Annoying!"
"Is that Little Broken Watch broken again?"
He scratched his head, thinking that the original Little Broken Watch did indeed have many problems, but Ben was more inclined to believe that the watch felt the Diamondhead was more suitable for this battle.
Moreover, like the Heatblast, the Diamondhead is not afraid of high temperatures, and can indeed be effective in this situation.
Just then, a sharp whistling sound came from the darkness, and a huge tail carrying scalding lava lashed out at him.
Clang!
Without hesitation, Ben raised his arms, and crystals sprouted from them, condensing into a huge shield.
"By the way, the opponent is a monster that can bathe in lava, so fire obviously won't work."
After taking the hit, Ben immediately realized that transforming into Heatblast was not a good choice at this moment.
The maximum temperature that the Heatblast can unleash may even approach that of a supernova burning, Ben believes that there are not many monsters in the world that can withstand this power.
However, this can only be achieved when he is extremely angry; normally, the temperature of Heatblast is only around several thousand degrees Celsius.
Since the monster Giant Stomach can bathe in lava, a temperature of one or two thousand degrees Celsius might only be just right for it.
"Got it, so the Heatblast is a sports student." Ben casually remarked on the setting that required anger, then leaped and crashed directly into the lava.
The thick volcanic ash obscured his vision, preventing him from seeing the monster's appearance.
But it's not a big problem; if the monster wants to capture him, it will come to him automatically.
At this moment, he felt as if he were engaged in a naval battle, with deep lava supporting him and allowing him to swim freely within it.
The surrounding area was filled with scorching lava.
These lava rocks weren't as transparent as water; Ben could only sense their flow.
The next moment, a tremendous force came from behind him, like waves crashing against his back.
He immediately turned around.
Thump!
The monster charged like a torpedo!
The lava is fraught with danger, and outside the Giant Stomach, there are very few scenes that the audience can see.
All that could be seen was endless volcanic ash engulfing the world before them. The sky for several kilometers was covered by scorching gray smoke. The Death’s Head Guards retreated again and again to avoid being affected by the enraged monsters and the erupting volcanic lava.
Even the drones that were broadcasting live mostly started to move away to avoid being hit by the fire.
"I thought that guy was really strong, but it seems he's nothing special. There was no need to send out the Skull Demon at all."
Inside the palace, the Red King, watching this scene, laughed contemptuously, propping his cheek up with one hand and speaking in a relaxed tone.
It was as if Ben was utterly insignificant in his eyes, and he didn't go to great lengths to eliminate him.
"Your Majesty, should we send the Death’s Head Guards and the Supreme Warrior back?" the Royal Guard asked, bowing his head.
"No, have them wait nearby. Once the Giant Stomach has calmed down, I want to see that bastard's corpse!" the Red King said coldly.
Withdrawing troops before confirming the enemy is dead?
He wouldn't do something so stupid.
Outside the Giant Stomach, Caiera, having received orders, led her Death’s Head Guards to retreat to a small village of Shadow People.
Upon seeing them, the villagers who shared Caiera's tribe immediately showed expressions of fear and disgust.
In their eyes, it was a betrayal and a disgrace that Caiera, a member of the Shadow People, willingly submitted to the Red King's rule, becoming his weapon and oppressing and exploiting them, who were also members of the Shadow People.
But they were powerless to resist.
They could only bow their heads.
Caiera showed no particular emotion towards these people, but since the people in the Death’s Head Guards were not of the same race as them, they looked at the Shadow People with even more contempt.
"Now we just need to wait for the Giant Stomach to calm its rage and confirm the Hacker's death before we can withdraw," a soldier asked as he approached Caiera.
Caiera did not respond. Her gaze was directed towards the Giant Stomach, several kilometers away, where enormous sounds continued to resound, with endless bursts of flame crashing down, as if it were the end of the world.
Could Giant Stomach really consume Hacker?
Caiera wasn't sure; all she knew was that this time, the Giant Stomach's rage lasted an unusually long time.
However, the arrogant demeanor displeased the warrior with the dead head.
He's nothing but a lowly bastard of the Shadow People!
He thought coldly, a violent emotion flashing in his eyes.
The warriors of the Death’s Head Guards are of the same race as the Red King, and they naturally consider themselves the rulers of this planet, while the silver-blue-skinned Shadow People are nothing more than lowly servants in their eyes.
If it weren't for Caiera keeping them in check, these bloodthirsty warriors would probably have already slaughtered everyone in the village to pass the time while waiting for the Giant Stomach to subside.
Scavenger Base.
Brunnhilde and the other scavengers were also watching the battle.
Living on a planet like Sakaar, the scavengers are not entirely unorganized. Even the stray dogs on the roadside divide up their territories. The scavengers also have clear numbers and scavenging areas, and there is a leader who is similar to Garbage King.
"What are you doing here, you unruly outsider woman?"
Brunnhilde was not welcomed here, not because she was an outsider. In fact, there were countless outsiders among the scavengers.
In the early years, some slaves gained their freedom after winning three consecutive matches, but they were not entitled to stay in the Imperial Capital. Instead, they were exiled to the wilderness to become scavengers.
Brunnhilde was ostracized because she broke the rules and always stole prey from other scavengers' territories, and the other scavengers were powerless to stop her.
The Garbage King is not a true king. He can barely speak for himself among the scavengers, but it is impossible for him to gather the strength of the entire group and get them to work together against the same person. That is simply wishful thinking.
Brunnhilde stretched out her hand and pointed to the screen in the distant sky.
I've come to bring you hope!
Upon hearing this, many scavengers also looked at the screen with her, but all they could see was thick volcanic ash obscuring the sky.
"I've heard of a warrior who defeated the Red Wind Queen, but it seems he's long gone," said the scavenger leader.
He was also a Shadow People, but his elaborate clothing concealed his skin color, making it difficult to discern his true appearance.
"The monster within the Giant Stomach has existed on Sakaar for a thousand years; only the prophesied Son of Sakaar can subdue it!"
Every native Saka has heard the legend of the Son of Sakaar.
This is the savior of Sakaar, the one destined to change everything, create life, and conquer nature!
"If the Son of Sakaar truly exists, then he is!" Brunnhilde exclaimed.
But this clearly enraged the crowd, and hundreds of Energy Gun were pointed at her heart and head. The leader roared in fury:
"I will never allow you to defile the Son of Sakaar!"
In the dungeon.
Upon witnessing Ben being swallowed by the volcano, all the fighters let out a wail of agony.
Especially for Xiloi, who was born on Sakaar, despair was evident on her face.
"I knew it, the Red King wouldn't let him off easily," he said sadly, his face filled with mourning. "The Giant Stomach is a calamity for the Saka people; no one can conquer it, no one can defeat it."
He leaned weakly against the wall, as if he had lost his soul.
Ben's appearance was like a brilliant firework to most of the dungeon fighters.
He blossomed a week ago, overwhelmingly defeating the Red Wind Queen with his power, giving them hope of escaping this prison.
But the fireworks were fleeting.
Now, he has been swallowed by the destructive lava and is no longer alive.
"Perhaps he's still alive?"
Korg said somewhat uncertainly.
Having experienced the surprise Ben gave him last time, he always felt that perhaps another turning point would appear.
"Who knows, he might come out carrying a monster's corpse in a little while, what do you say, Bill?"
He looked at Bill.
Bill didn't say anything; he didn't even look at the screen because he knew it was unnecessary.
At this moment, his gaze lingered on the two remaining guards outside the cell, pondering the opportune moment to make his move.
Therefore, without turning his head, he said:
He will win!
"See?"
Meanwhile, Loki, who was at the Rebel Army headquarters, also witnessed the battle.
Therefore, the Rebel Army kept a close watch on the Red King's movements.
"It seems his life has come to an end." Surprisingly, the leader of the Rebel Army was not Shadow People, but a red-skinned member of the same race as the Red King.
At that moment, seeing Ben engulfed by the volcano, a trace of regret appeared on his face.
"What a pity. This fighter is so powerful; if he could help us, he would be a tremendous asset."
That being said, they didn't actually care too much, because from the beginning, they didn't have much hope of getting the support of a champion.
In their view, Loki might be the one who can truly save the planet.
"I have heard of the power of the Asgardian from countless outsiders who have passed through the Great Portal to this planet." He looked at Loki, with a mixture of expectation and helplessness. "You are a prince of the Asgardian. If you can bring us the aid of the Divine Realm, we will be eternally grateful!"
Upon hearing this, Loki shook his head and said, "I am merely an exiled man; I have no ability to summon a large army."
Go back and get reinforcements?
What's the difference between that and going home to find your mother?
Loki wants to prove himself, not be a giant baby with muscles but no brains like Thor.
However, he didn't want to lose his voice within the Rebel Army, so he immediately said, "But don't worry, with my arrival, the hope for Sakaar has arrived."
He pointed to the screen and said, "He's just one of my top lieutenants; I have many more like him."
Upon hearing this, the Rebel Army immediately turned to look at him, their faces showing anticipation, as if they wanted him to explain all the aid they were receiving.
"Uh, at least ten or more." He forced a smile and spread his fingers. "Four-armed ones, covered in fire, sparkling... Oh, right, there's also a Valkyries who's one of my people, you know, an Asgard Valkyries, incredibly powerful!"
"Really? I heard it was that Asgard scavenger who sold you out?" someone in the Rebel Army immediately challenged.
Loki's face darkened, and he was speechless.
But fearing that he would be ignored because he was currently worthless, he braced himself and said, "Perhaps I am the Son of Sakaar in your prophecy?"
"Perhaps there was never Son of Sakaar in the first place."
Upon hearing his words, another Shadow People with silver-blue skin stepped forward and said, "Although you cannot bring us reinforcements from Asgard, having more strength is always a good thing."
Then he turned to the somewhat disappointed soldiers and said:
"I know that many people fantasize that the legendary prophetic child will bring us hope, that he will overthrow the Red King's tyranny, and bring change to this planet."
Many believe that when he comes to earth, the earth will be revitalized, the rivers will become clear, and children will no longer have to live underground and fight with wild animals for rotting corpses.
Everyone fell silent and looked at him.
"I've thought that way before, but we can't keep waiting. Maybe there's no Son of Sakaar at all, or maybe every one of us who takes up arms to defend our right to live is Son of Sakaar!"
After a long silence, the red-skinned leader said in a deep voice, "But we still need someone capable of leading us to victory."
"Yes."
The old man looked up at the screen.
The scene remained completely black.
This time, it seemed the Giant Stomach's anger would never subside.
Infinity energy was released, and the magma engulfed the entire low-lying mining area before spreading towards the surrounding forest.
Destructive heavenly fire fell like rain.
Everyone was watching the outcome of this battle.
But the thick smoke just wouldn't stop.
Caiera stood on a high point in the village, her expression far from calm.
"At this rate, the lava might spread to the village."
To avoid falling debris, most Sakaar People villages are built deep underground, where everything would be swallowed up if lava spreads.
She turned her head and glanced at it.
The village was small, mostly populated by the elderly and young children. They huddled together, their bright eyes filled with anger and fear.
Boom!!!
Another violent riot broke out.
This time, it seemed as if the "Giant Stomach" that had been suppressed for thousands of years was finally about to release all its energy.
In an instant, the mine dam burst!
The scalding lava surged in all directions like a flood!
At that moment, Caiera's mind went completely blank.
She was not afraid of the lava, but the village's elderly and children had no power to resist; all life would be reduced to ashes in the flames!
This was a devastating natural disaster. Faced with such calamity, even she, with her immense Old Power, was nothing more than a tiny ant.
At that moment, a prophecy flashed through Caiera's mind. Not only her, but all the Sakaar People who witnessed this scene had the same story they had heard a thousand times over.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, the earth rose up!
Countless crystals bloomed from the ground like a giant flower!
Those petals were taller than mountains.
It stood like a giant wall in front of the magma, blocking the scorching lava!
Amidst the blazing sun and raging fire, at the very center of that shimmering crystal flower, a towering Crystal Spear pierced through the enormous monster, pointing towards the sky.
At the very tip of that spear, a warrior as green as jade stood proudly!
Caiera was dumbfounded.
"Son of Sakaar..."