Zeta Galaxy

The energy sphere, wrapped in an aura of destruction, continued to close in. Beneath its shadow, the starships of the Interstellar Alliance looked impossibly small. Inside the bridge, it was as if the air had been sucked away; the oppressive silence made it hard to breathe.

"Think of something, quickly! We can't just sit here and wait to die!" An officer frantically hammered at the console, searching in vain for any possible solution. His voice had grown shrill with tension.

"All our weapons are useless, and the energy shields won't hold much longer. What can we do?" Another officer slumped in his chair, clutching his head in both hands, his face full of despair.

The commander clung to the last of his composure. His gaze swept rapidly across the control panels, trying to seize upon the faintest chance of survival.

His hands trembled despite himself. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the control panel in front of him. "Contact headquarters. Activate the backup defense plan. No matter the cost, we have to buy ourselves time!"

The communications officer's hands shook as he desperately transmitted a signal. His voice quavered as if he were about to cry. "Headquarters, headquarters, this is the Vanguard Fleet. Requesting activation of the backup defense! Repeat, requesting activation of the backup defense!" But the only reply was the hiss of static, especially jarring in the dead silence of space.

"It's over. It's over..." Someone murmured in despair. In an instant, the whole bridge was swallowed by hopelessness.

The Mysterious Person watched the Interstellar Alliance's people struggle, the scorn on his face growing more pronounced. "Your struggle is like an ant facing a giant. It's utterly meaningless.

"Prepare to meet your end!" With that, he shoved the energy sphere forward. Like a beast unleashed, it hurtled toward the Interstellar Alliance headquarters with overwhelming force.

Wherever the energy sphere passed, it tore open black rifts in space. The cold energy of the universe seeped through them with an eerie howl.

Under the force of its impact, the Interstellar Alliance's starships were tossed about like dead leaves in the wind. One after another, they were crushed and reduced to cosmic dust.

"No!" The commander let out an enraged, desperate roar, but could only watch helplessly as the starships were destroyed one by one. His eyes brimmed with anger, despair, and unwillingness to accept defeat. Yet faced with this unstoppable power, he felt more helpless than ever before.

As the mighty super-energy wave, brimming with boundless hope and power, surged toward the Mysterious Person with unstoppable force, the Interstellar Alliance's people held their breath, their eyes shining with anticipation.

They had been certain that this single strike would be enough to destroy the Mysterious Person completely and end this terrible disaster.

Yet when the energy wave's light gradually faded, the sight before them left everyone frozen in place. The Mysterious Person stood there completely unharmed. Only his clothes had been burned away by the energy wave's heat, revealing skin that shimmered with an eerie sheen.

His eyes showed even greater anger and contempt. "Insects will always be insects," he said coldly. His voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, icy and bone-chilling.

Before anyone could recover from their shock, a violent tremor suddenly shook the Interstellar Alliance's core region.

The enormous energy unleashed by the Interstellar God Cannon had triggered a chain reaction. The entire Interstellar Alliance energy system was beginning to spiral out of control.

"Something's wrong! Our energy core is about to explode!" a technician shouted in terror.

Then came a succession of deafening explosions.

Starting with the starships, then the planetary defense systems, and finally the Interstellar Alliance headquarters, the entire Alliance began to explode before the Mysterious Person's eyes.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The explosions continued without end, like a death march played by the universe. Sparks of energy flew everywhere. Buildings and facilities shattered into fragments, scattered across the far reaches of space.

The people of the Interstellar Alliance fled in every direction, their faces filled with fear and despair. Their anguished cries sounded so small in the vastness of space, and were soon drowned out by the explosions.

"Why did it have to end like this... We did everything we could..." The commander collapsed to the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, his gaze filled with despair and unwillingness to accept defeat.

He watched the once-prosperous Interstellar Alliance turn into ruins before him. The pain in his heart felt like a knife twisting inside him.

The Mysterious Person hovered in midair, watching it all unfold with a satisfied smile. His laughter echoed through the chaos of space, painfully grating.

At last, with one final, most violent explosion, the entire Interstellar Alliance became a brilliant burst of light, shining one last time before slowly fading away and leaving nothing but endless darkness and silence.

The Mysterious Person surveyed the ruins and said coldly, "The next target..." His voice echoed through space for a long time, heralding a new crisis. Even the untouched corners of the universe seemed to sense this terrifying presence, sinking into silence and fear.

The Mysterious Person's gaze was icy as he surveyed the remains of the Interstellar Alliance. Dark energy churned wildly around him, as if cheering his victory.

A cruel smile curled his lips. "The universe will soon bow to me once more," he murmured. Then he transformed into a streak of black light and headed for his next target.

In the distant Zeta Galaxy lay a planet called Aizer. It was one of the few neutral places in the universe, home to a peaceful people known as the Zeta People. Using their unique technology, they had hidden Aizer behind a powerful veil of energy mist, avoiding countless conflicts across the universe. But the Mysterious Person's senses were far beyond ordinary, and he soon detected the planet's presence.

"Hmph. So a place like this still exists." A flash of greed crossed the Mysterious Person's eyes. "Perhaps I can put their technology to use." With that, he charged straight into the energy mist.

Inside the mist, the Mysterious Person encountered obstacle after obstacle. Surging currents of energy and hidden defensive mechanisms attacked him relentlessly, but his immense strength allowed him to break through with ease.

The Zeta People soon discovered the Mysterious Person's invasion, and their leader, Olaf, urgently summoned everyone to discuss a response.

"This dark power is far too strong. I'm afraid our defenses won't hold for long," a Zeta scientist said worriedly.

Olaf furrowed his brow, his expression grave. "We have to find a way to stop him. We can't let him destroy our home."

Just then, a young Zeta stepped forward. "I have an idea. We can use the planet's core energy to activate the ancient Guardian."

Everyone was startled. The ancient Guardian was the ultimate weapon left behind by the Zeta People's ancestors. Legend said it had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, but activating it could also cause enormous damage to the planet.

Olaf fell into thought. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "At this point, we have no choice but to take the risk."

The Zeta People immediately sprang into action. They opened the passage to the planet's core and channeled a steady stream of energy into the Guardian's activation device.

The Mysterious Person sensed what the Zeta People were doing and sped up.