Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns looked at the existence in front of him.
The moment he dragged the opponent into this Infinite Between, he secretly superimposed a few more spells.
These spells were honed by him in countless battles.
He doesn't expect them to directly determine victory or defeat, but he hopes they can cause enough trouble for the other party.
However, the moment He dragged the other party into this Infinite Between, He felt it.
That breath.
That golden three-headed dragon - the moment he entered this space, his aura did not weaken, and he did not even show any signs of discomfort due to this strange environment.
It was like He walked into an ordinary room, making Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns feel a long-lost emotion.
Uneasy.
It's not fear. Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns doesn't know what fear is. He has destroyed too many worlds and defeated too many strong men. His existence itself is one of the definers of the word "fear".
But at this moment, he felt a kind of uneasiness - an uneasiness of "did I miss something?"
But it's too late.
He must use all his strength.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns clasped his hands together again.
The cuboids suspended behind him stopped rotating at the same time, and then began to glow...
White light poured out from the surface of the cuboid and converged between His clasped hands, where it condensed into a continuously compressed ball of light.
The brightness of the light ball rose to a level that could not be seen directly with the naked eye in a very short period of time. Even Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's own dark purple crystal looked dim under this brightness.
Then He pushed out the ball of light.
Like a "supernova", it poured billions of tons of light and heat onto that golden being in an instant.
Rumble--
A huge sound echoed in this empty space.
Without air, sound should not spread, but this is Infinite Between, a world created by Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns, where the existence of "sound" is defined by Him.
He defined "sound exists", so sound exists.
So the rumbling echo vibrated repeatedly in this empty space, like a drum that could never finish beating.
The light lasted for about a few seconds.
Then it starts to dissipate.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns didn't wait for the light to completely dissipate.
When he launched the ball of light, he had already begun to prepare the next spell...
His body disappeared from its original position the moment before the light dissipated.
Golden lightning flew out from the light that had not dissipated.
The speed of those lightning bolts is much faster than the ball of light - they have already passed through that area before the light has completely dissipated.
It passed through the position where Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was just now, continued to extend forward, and flew all the way to the boundary of Infinite Between, where it exploded and splashed with golden sparks.
If Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was still there, he should have been struck by those lightnings by now.
He appears in another location.
The body "emerged" from the void, like bubbles rising from the water, silently and without any warning.
"Tsk, it's so fancy."
King Ghidorah's body was revealed from the light. There were not even a single scorch mark on the golden scales, as if the light that could destroy a city just now just shone a lamp on him.
But King Ghidorah felt something.
He looked around - there was nothing in this empty space.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns is suspended in the distance, the dark purple crystal is like a dim star, Rodan is further away.
He felt something was wrong.
The magic power in the body is declining at an abnormal speed.
It was as if something was extracting magic power from his body, continuously extracting it.
If he were a mage, the blue bar should have dropped below half by now.
King Ghidorah made an estimate in his mind.
Less than a minute had passed since he entered this space. In less than a minute, more than half of his magic power had been drained away.
But this is not the absorption ability of Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns itself. Although that guy can absorb the energy of the cylinder, he has not shown the means to directly extract the opponent's magic power.
It's this space.
"Venue buff?"
His perception told him that this space was completely isolated from the outside world.
Here, all outside rules do not apply, only the set of rules defined by Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns is running.
And in this set of rules, there is one - "Existences not allowed by Him will continue to lose magic power."
King Ghidorah confirmed this.
Then he didn't care anymore.
For him, magic power was something he only learned to use after coming to this world.
The core of his power has never been magic power, but pure "Monster Power".
For him, magic power only has a supporting role - used to perform some convenient little spells, sense the surrounding environment, or communicate with people in this world.
Without magic, he is still King Ghidorah the King.
But Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns doesn't know this.
In his perception, the magic power of the golden being was declining rapidly, so fast that he felt something was wrong. Was the decline too smooth?
In his experience, any strong person will struggle when he finds himself weakened and will try to break this space.
But the other party didn't do anything, he just stood there, letting his magic power drain away, as if he was watching a performance that had nothing to do with him.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns There is no time to think about the source of this wrongness.
Because the attack is coming.
It's not from King Ghidorah, it's from Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's own magic.
The surrounding space began to distort.
Countless lines invisible to the naked eye extend from the void, intertwining and tightening around King Ghidorah, like a shrinking net.
Then a claw appeared.
A giant claw hundreds of meters in size and made of black material emerged from the void, like an upside-down mountain peak, and smashed towards King Ghidorah.
Each toe of the giant claw is dozens of meters long, and the sharp claws at the toe tips are like a row of huge sickles.
King Ghidorah raised his head and looked at the giant claw that was smashing down.
He didn't hide.
The whole body emits golden light.
The light that bursts out from within the body is like a small star igniting within the body.
Boom--
The golden light on King Ghidorah's body was converted into electric current in an instant. An unknown number of volts of golden electric current radiated from his body to all directions, like the coronal material ejected by a solar storm.
The giant claw began to shatter the moment it came into contact with the lightning, and the black material quickly evaporated in the golden lightning.
Roar!!!!
The cry of King Ghidorah exploded in this void space.
Then he flew up.
His body instantly accelerated from a still state to an incredible speed. The golden light dragged a long trail behind him, like a meteor being launched backwards.
Wingtip Lightning
Golden electricity was released from the tips of his wings and "spread" in all directions.
Those electric currents surged out from the tips of his wings, splitting and spreading in mid-air.
Wherever the current passes, the space itself glows slightly.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was already moving before the lightning spread.
His body kept flashing in the void, appearing in a different position every time, and disappearing before lightning arrived.
Then a barely passable gap was found in this web woven by electric current.
But "barely" means not enough.
The edge of an electric current swept across the left side of his body - it wasn't a direct hit, it was just a "rubbing".
At that moment, half of the left side of Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's body, from shoulders to knees, disappeared and was evaporated.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns The remaining half of the body swayed in the void.
The dark purple crystal flashed crazily, so fast that it almost connected together.
The missing half of the body is growing again, much faster than the previous repair, but it still takes time.
How could it be...
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's thoughts are running deep in that crystal.
How can he still be so strong?
He doesn't understand.
He dragged the opponent into his home court, and in this world, He defined all the rules.
He greatly weakened the opponent's magic power - those golden lightnings, according to his calculations, should be weakened by at least 50% within thirty seconds after entering this space.
But now a minute has passed, and there is no change in the intensity of those lightning strikes.
No, it might even be stronger - the wave of Wingtip Lightning just now was stronger than any attack when it first entered this space.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's eyes moved away from King Ghidorah and fell on the red figure further away.
The giant red bird has been very quiet in this space.
It just hovered there, occasionally flapping its wings, maintaining a "ready to take action at any time" posture.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns sensed Rodan.
Then He understood.
There is no magic power on that giant red bird. Not even a trace.
It's not that "the magic power has been drained", it's that "the magic power has never been possessed".
His power comes from elsewhere - from within his body, from that hot, magma-like energy, from a living volcano.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's eyes moved back to King Ghidorah.
That golden being... still has magic power in him, but that magic power is being extracted from this space, and the extraction speed is very fast.
After a while, his magic power will be drained.
But so what?
His power has never relied on magic.
Those golden lightnings and the electric current released from the wings are not driven by magic power. They are some kind of more basic and essential force that can directly act on reality without any "medium".
They are outsiders.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's thinking completed the logical closed loop at this moment.
They are not creatures of this world, they use another power system.
All the rules of this world, the flow of magic, the balance of elements - are not important to them, because they don't use them at all.
He weakened the opponent's combat effectiveness under the rules of this world, but the opponent's combat effectiveness never relied on the rules of this world.
It's time to change tactics.
While this thought flashed through Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's crystal, his body had completed its repair.
It looks exactly the same as when it first entered this space, without any difference.
But His tactics were different.
Rodan rushed over from behind.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns saw the trajectory of Rodan.
He could have avoided it.
His ability to flash has no limit in this space and can appear and disappear at any location, as long as his thinking can keep up.
Although Rodan is fast, its trajectory is straight, and it has at least a few seconds to react before hitting him - for him, a few seconds is enough.
But He didn't hide.
Rodan hit.
Boom--
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's body was knocked out.
Like a baseball being hit by a bat, it draws a long straight line in the void.
His body continued to roll during the flight, and the rectangular bodies suspended behind him were thrown to pieces and scattered in the void.
Rodan hovered in place, tilted his head and looked at the figure flying away, and let out a short, proud and cheerful cry.
"Gah!"
That voice means: Got it!
Then he turned his head, looked at King Ghidorah, and flapped his wings, as if asking for credit.
King Ghidorah glanced at him but didn't respond.
His eyes still stayed in the direction where Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was knocked away.
The figure rolled in the void for about several kilometers, and then stopped instantly.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns stops there.
Rodan The force of that collision was absorbed by some kind of force field the moment it came into contact with his body.
There are a few tiny cracks on the nail plate, but those cracks are healing quickly.
Around His body, the rectangular bodies that had been knocked away flew back from the void, rearranged themselves behind Him, and resumed their rotation.
He looked at King Ghidorah.
Then He disappeared.
King Ghidorah's pupils shrank slightly.
In this space, King Ghidorah's perception has been covering every corner.
He could feel the presence of Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns, just like seeing a light in the dark - no matter where the light was, the light would always come through.
But at this moment, the light was turned off.
"Tsk."
There is no earth.
There is only nothingness.
He was thinking about the previous operation of destroying Old World's earth core, and wanted to repeat it here.
But there is no earth core here. The existence of this space itself is Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns, and Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns is the "core" of this space.
To blow up this space is to blow up Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns. But the prerequisite for blowing up the space is to find the "support point" of the space.
King Ghidorah's perception extends in this void, trying to find some kind of structure - some kind of "skeleton" that supports the existence of this space.
But no.
There is nothing. This space is empty and clean, like a room that has been completely emptied.
It probably won't work.
King Ghidorah sighed inwardly and crossed out the option "exploding the earth's core".
Then he felt it.
This space is shaking.
Dozens of huge shadows emerged from the void.