Divine Being, Extreme Change!

Support Module, Platform.

The massive black and white body emitted waves of eerie and ominous growls.

Asta, leading the people of Herta Space Station, along with March 7th, Dan Heng, and others from the Astral Express, had been battling the Doomsday Beast for a long time.

But they hadn't expected its shell to be so outrageously tough.

A massive amount of artillery fire had been poured onto its carapace, and so far, only one of its strange black claws had been destroyed.

Dan Heng held his spear across his chest, blocking the storm, and shouted to March 7th behind him:

"March, isn't Uncle Yang here yet?!"

March 7th shook her head:

"Not yet, he should be on his way. After all, there's such a big commotion here."

Dan Heng gritted his teeth.

This Doomsday Beast was more dangerous than he had imagined.

If Mr. Welt didn't arrive soon, then he would have to...

"If it really comes to it, why don't we just fire the railgun?" Asta suggested. "It'll just be a bit troublesome when we repair the space station."

Arlan, disregarding the bloodstains on his body, stood in front of Asta, holding his greatsword to block the gale force winds stirred up by the Doomsday Beast for her:

"Miss... that's a last resort. It's better to be as stable as possible unless absolutely necessary. The railgun's range is too wide, it could cause friendly fire."

"Then what do you suggest we do now?!" Asta was extremely anxious.

The longer this Doomsday Beast survived, the more likely it was that more personnel would be injured.

She looked around.

Ahead, the Doomsday Beast was madly extending its bizarre, giant wings, and personnel were continuously being blown back by the storm.

Its only remaining claw was resonating with its core, seemingly preparing some terrifying attack.

And the broken claw that had been shattered before was also slowly taking shape, and it would likely recover again before long.

And what about our side?

Dan Heng didn't speak, but he was still holding on with all his might, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

March 7th was also by Dan Heng's side, sweating profusely, and her condition was not optimistic.

And Arlan.

More than half of his body was wrapped in bandages, and he was still desperately trying to shield himself from the impact of the storm.

Aside from Asta, Himeko, standing nearby, also had a very solemn expression.

'If Welt still hasn't arrived, perhaps we should proceed as Asta suggested and activate the railgun,' Himeko thought.

'Before that, we need to have everyone retreat and get away from the platform, to minimize friendly fire.'

Just as Himeko was about to convey this thought to Asta, a tall figure slowly walked past her.

"This is the first time I've observed a Doomsday Beast this closely."

Himeko: "Hm? Yan Huan..."

Yan Huan smiled at Himeko and waved his hand.

"I'm a little late. How is the battle going?"

"Not optimistic."

Himeko sighed.

"I was just about to order everyone to evacuate and activate the railgun."

Seeing a stranger, Asta, who was nearby, also leaned over.

Her clear, bright eyes scanned Yan Huan from head to toe.

"You're that person who had..."

Himeko: "Cough."

Asta: "Ahaha... Arlan just mentioned you to me. I heard you can choke a Trooper Trampler to death with your bare hands?"

In such a grand scene, Yan Huan appeared somewhat inexperienced.

"It's nothing, really. Choking a Doomsday Beast to death is also something that can be done."

Asta: "..."

Although she had heard from Arlan that this man was very strong, she somehow felt he was a bit unreliable.

So Asta looked at Himeko beside her, wanting to hear her thoughts.

But who would have thought that Himeko would be stunned.

Instead, she looked back at Asta with disbelief:

"Arlan said Yan Huan can choke a Trooper Trampler to death with his bare hands now?"

Asta nodded, "Yeah."

She looked at the surrounding crew members and whispered to Himeko, "Didn't you say he had that Stellaron inside him? Isn't this normal?"

Himeko touched her chin.

She sized up Yan Huan, lost in thought.

So, he can already do this much.

Himeko knew Yan Huan had a Stellaron in his body and had a general idea of his strength, which was why she recommended him to Asta to support Arlan.

But.

Crushing a Trooper Trampler to death with his bare hands was a bit unbelievable.

Before Himeko could react, Yan Huan walked towards the Doomsday Beast.

He stood before Dan Heng and March 7th, single-handedly enduring the most violent storm.

March 7th was stunned:

"Huh? It's you, why are you up front?"

Dan Heng was also very confused. As soon as Yan Huan stood in front of him, the pressure he was under significantly lessened, and he took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yan Huan, are you okay?" Dan Heng asked. "March and I can handle this."

Yan Huan waved his hand.

"No need, I came here to prove one thing."

Dan Heng: "What?"

Yan Huan: "Do you know Kapote?"

Dan Heng was bewildered.

Who is Kapote?

"I'm not really sure," he replied truthfully.

He didn't understand why Yan Huan suddenly brought up this name.

Could it be that he was also involved in this invasion?

March 7th, however, raised her hand.

"Me, me, me, I know!"

She looked at Yan Huan and eagerly recounted what she had seen and heard on the space station:

"Kapote is quite famous on the space station. Many crew members even want his autograph, and they've even started fan clubs!"

Dan Heng suddenly understood, "So that's how it is."

Then, he looked at Yan Huan, who stood at the very front with his hands in his pockets, the hem of his long coat fluttering, and his head tilted up to stare directly at the Doomsday Beast.

"What's his connection to this battle?"

Yan Huan shook his head, "None."

Dan Heng and March 7th: "..."

March 7th said playfully, "Then why did you bring him up!"

Yan Huan frowned, the hem of his long black coat billowing fiercely in the wind.

"Some kids don't believe me, and I want to show them what Eastern shock and awe is."

Yan Huan slowly walked into the massive shadow of the Doomsday Beast.

This was the very front of the platform, directly in front of the Doomsday Beast.

Yan Huan quietly looked up, staring at the behemoth.

Standing amidst the storm stirred by the Doomsday Beast's wings, many felt the wind blades like knives, causing intense pain all over their bodies.

But Yan Huan's expression remained unchanged.

Even Dan Heng and March 7th were dumbfounded, forgetting to pull him back.

He was beneath the Doomsday Beast, within the storm, and he slightly tilted his head.

In a deep voice, he said to the crowd behind him, who looked on in disbelief, "Everyone, watch closely."

Then, Yan Huan stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

"Behold as I, Yan, slay this monstrous beast here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Huan abruptly raised his hand.

The surrounding void energy was rapidly mobilized, emitting faint humming sounds.

"Boom—!!"

A tremendous roar echoed from the distant starry sky.

The vast, distant galaxy slowly converged, forming an endless swirling nebula above the Doomsday Beast.

Asta stared in shock.

Gazing at the awe-inspiring sight of the galaxy gathering across the sky, she turned to Wen Shiling behind her and asked:

"What did you say to Yan Huan? What's going on with Kapote?" She had naturally overheard Yan Huan mentioning Kapote to Dan Heng.

Wen Shiling shook her head innocently and said stubbornly:

"I... I don't know either."

Witnessing the tumultuous spectacle of the galaxy, Wen Shiling was on the verge of tears.

What was he trying to do?!

Even the Doomsday Beast, which had been devoid of emotion, suddenly froze its entire body.

Mechanically, it raised its head, gazing at this peculiar galaxy.

Yan Huan's robes fluttered as, within the vortex formed by the converging galaxy, the tip of a golden sword slowly emerged.

"RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE—!!"

The momentum was immense, accompanied by a faint rumbling sound.

In an instant, the galaxy churned, and the entire Herta Space Station began to shake.

People didn't know the size of that golden sword tip, but it had already occupied their entire field of vision.

The patterns on the sword's body bore ancient Eastern characteristics, elegant yet unpretentious, eternal and distant.

For a moment, golden rays filled the sky, illuminating the entire universe.

The sound of the sword's hum reverberated through the vast cosmos.

Then, Yan Huan's gaze sharpened.

He chanted:

"Divine Being... Ultimate Transformation!"