There was a strange noise in the empty space.
Then King Ghidorah saw it.
traces.
In this void of nothingness, "traces" appeared.
Not anything that can be described in words - more like a residual impression that something passed here.
King Ghidorah's three heads raised slightly at the same time.
A piece of nothingness, where are the traces?
The entire space began to shake, and fine cracks began to appear on the edges of space - those invisible but real boundaries.
Those cracks spread from the edges of his perception to the center, as if something was trying to tear apart this space from the outside.
He thought about it.
"World: Reforging"... what is it? That guy is going to blow up his nest?
At the same time, Rodan, who was chasing the other clones of "Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns", felt trouble.
Although the auras of those clones are weak, they are very capable of running away.
Rodan caught up with one, tore one into pieces, and then had to turn around and chase the next one. He had torn into pieces seven or eight already, but the number of those clones didn't seem to decrease - every time one was torn apart, a new one would pop out from somewhere.
It's more like "supplement", like Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns is constantly creating new clones to consume his time and energy.
Rodan has had a lot of fights with Titan.
In those years of Legendary Earth, although those battles were fierce, at least they were fair and square - you punched me and I kicked, whoever was stronger would win.
But... whose Titan would be like this?
A lot of fancy moves.
Clone, teleportation, field weakening, conceptual attack - Rodan has never even heard of these things.
Rodan once again tore apart a clone of Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns.
The clone was like a crushed biscuit in his paws, and the pieces slipped from between his fingers and scattered in the void.
Then he felt slightly weightless.
It's not "weightlessness" - there is no gravity in this empty space.
It's a weirder feeling, like something has hollowed out the body from the inside.
"Little Rodan."
King Ghidorah's telepathy came over, the sound was not loud but very clear.
"Stop chasing me, stay closer to me."
Rodan did not hesitate.
His wings flapped violently, and his body drew an arc in the air, flying in the direction of King Ghidorah.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's body slowly emerged from nothingness.
His body "walked" out of the void, as if coming out from behind an invisible door. Those rectangular parallelepipeds suspended behind him returned to him at some point and were spinning slowly.
He is suspended there, about a few hundred meters away from King Ghidorah. At this distance, his body only occupies a very small part of King Ghidorah's perspective.
"Unknown existence."
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's voice came out from the crystal, still solemn and without any emotion.
"You are more powerful than I have ever seen before."
King Ghidorah looked at Him and did not answer.
"Can you tell me... your name?"
King Ghidorah was originally not going to care about this idiot.
But when Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns asked this question, King Ghidorah suddenly thought of something.
"You want to know what my name is?" King Ghidorah The head in the middle tilted slightly.
"Yes." Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns answered quickly.
"Then you listen to me."
King Ghidorah paused.
His wings were half-opened, and his tail swung slightly behind him. This posture was not an attack posture, but more like... a declaration.
A kind of declaration that "the name I'm going to say is important."
"My name--"
"Godzilla."
Rodan The moment he heard these three words, the flying giant red bird suddenly paused, and the flapping frequency of its wings was half a beat.
He turned his head and looked at King Ghidorah, his red eyes full of confusion.
Godzilla?
Rodan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing King Ghidorah's expression... he closed his mouth again.
"Brother... Si... La..."
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns repeated it, He was remembering the name.
"I will remember it."
The last flash of the crystal was extremely bright.
"Recast... begins."
The moment Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's voice fell, the entire void space began to extend.
The cracks that exist at the edge of space continue to expand and deepen as they extend.
Light poured in through those cracks.
Dark purple sky, gray-black clouds, distant horizon - those cracks are widening, and the outside world is filtering through the cracks, as if someone has torn holes in a black canvas, revealing another painting underneath.
outside space.
The dark purple sky reflects the earth.
The spirals that fell from the black hole are still stuck everywhere, some are still emitting black smoke, and some have been completely extinguished.
Those chains are still stuck in the ground, connecting the sky and the earth, like black pillars.
The huge black ball with a diameter of tens of kilometers was suspended in mid-air and changed.
Its surface is no longer smooth, but begins to "grow" - like a flower that is blooming rapidly.
Countless protrusions of different sizes bulged out from the surface of the sphere. Those protrusions extended outward, twisted, and bifurcated, forming a shape similar to petals.
Then it suddenly stopped when it reached its limit.
The rotating "petals" froze at the same time, maintaining their respective angles and postures, like a black sculpture frozen in the moment of blooming.
Then it exploded.
Those "petals" broke off from the calyx and flew in all directions. Each one was several kilometers long, tumbling and rotating in the sky.
The black ball disappeared.
King Ghidorah flew out of the light group.
His wings were spread out, and the golden scales lit up like a lamp under the dark purple sky.
He flapped his wings and looked around with his three heads. He had not been in this space for too long, but when he saw these things again, he actually felt like "going home".
"This guy... really blew himself up."
He sighed, "Young man, do you have such a bad mentality? You just bomb things all the time, and you don't take any pressure at all..."
Rodan flew out of the explosion, but it was more like "being blown out".
He was pushed far away by the shock wave of the explosion and rolled several times on the ground, his wings and body dragging a long trace in the soil.
He looked uninjured, but his eyes were a little confused.
He was confused by the explosion.
"Little Rodan." King Ghidorah's telepathy passed over.
Rodan's head suddenly lifted up and looked in the direction of King Ghidorah. He blinked a few times, his pupils slowly contracted, and the focus slowly adjusted.
"Gah..." His voice was a little vague, but his meaning was clear: I'm fine.
King Ghidorah glanced at him to confirm that he was indeed fine, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns appears there.
His body is smaller than before, and now it seems to be only about seventy or eighty meters.
But His breath is stronger.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns understands that this is His last chance.
He himself destroyed that void world - "Infinite Between".
That world was created by Him over countless years. It is His fortress and the last line of defense that He can retreat to when facing any powerful enemy.
But now, He destroyed it. Because He needed to destroy it to gain energy.
At the moment when the world collapsed and was torn into pieces, He collected all the energy contained in those fragments.
That is a more primitive energy that belongs to "the world itself".
At this moment, He took them all out and injected them into His body.
This was the strongest blow in his life.
Not "one", but "the only one".
After this blow, no matter what the outcome was, He would never have a second chance.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns has learned lessons from thousands of years ago.
At that time, He held back when facing the guardian of that world.
He didn't use all his strength because he felt it was unnecessary and because he felt there was still a way out. As a result, the battle lasted for a long time, so long that he almost couldn't leave alive.
This time, He didn't hold back any more.
He released all the divine magic in an instant.
Every spell has been collected and studied by him in countless worlds. Every spell has defeated a strong man in a certain world. Every spell is enough to destroy a mountain range or a country.
At this moment, they come together.
[Dark Erosion][Monarch][Heaven of Compassion][Black Crown's Final Echo][Undying Curse][Ruins' World Lock]...
Hundreds of magic techniques.
Those magic techniques that even the strong ones who have stepped into the Divine Realm would spend their entire lives studying are gathered here at this moment.
Fusion into a pure force that exists only for "destruction".
Then He released this power.
At the same moment He released it, the power had already reached the position King Ghidorah, and time lost its meaning at this moment.
The light brightened.
That light illuminated the heaven and earth.
Seen from the ground, it is a new sun.
A dark purple sun is releasing infinite light and heat.
Its light penetrated the clouds, dust, and atmosphere, all the way to the edge of the planet. At that distance, it was still dazzlingly bright.
Apekus under Endless Ocean slowly opened his eyes.
His tentacles swayed slightly in the water, and his amber, pupil-less eyes looked upward - where there was light penetrating the sea water.
His perception passed through thousands of meters of sea water, passed through the earth's crust and mantle, and reached the area that was being swallowed by light.
Then his tentacles stiffened for a moment.
That guy... can actually fight to this extent?
Apekus was silent for a moment.
He is thinking.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns, the descendant who destroyed many worlds - in his assessment, his strength is about level 11, which is considered to be the top group in this world.
But with the strength of King Ghidorah, beating an eleventh-level being is like an adult beating a child.
But now, the blow released by Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns... has gone far beyond the scope of the eleventh level.
"That guy is so stupid? He didn't get killed?"
He thought of that "colleague" from back then - the World Guardian who fought with Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns.
"It seems that 'colleague' back then was not unlucky." Apekus said to himself, those tentacles swinging slowly under the water, as if nodding, "Fortunately, I didn't go."
The "not going" he was referring to was his previous decision to "go to the next world to inquire about King Ghidorah's information." At that time, he considered going in person, but later decided to send Apostle.
Thinking about it now, this decision was the right one.
If He had gone there, he would not have time to watch the show here now.
Apekus's perception continued to extend outward. Among the many pieces of information coming from the world consciousness, he noticed one about another thing.
A guy from another world came running over.
"It's from that world..." Apekus's consciousness paused on that piece of information for a moment, and then moved away.
It's a small thing, don't worry about it.
on the ground.
The dark purple beam of light swept across.
The diameter of the light pillar is several thousand meters, and its edge is fuzzy like flame or liquid.
Wherever the light beam passes, the earth is torn apart, rocks are melted, and mountains are penetrated.
Those hard mountains composed of granite and Black Tortoise rock that have existed for tens of millions of years are like a thin layer of paper in front of the light beam.
The light beam passed through the middle of them, leaving a cylindrical cavity with a diameter of several kilometers in the mountain and a glowing edge.
The beam of light continued to advance.
It crossed a plain.
The light beam passed through the middle of the city so fast that people in the city didn't even have time to see the light. They only felt a violent heat wave, and then everything was over.
Half of the city "turned into ash."
The beam of light continued to advance.
It passed through a hill, a river, and a forest.
The light beam pushed all the way to the end of the horizon, and then continued to push until it was invisible.
Because of the curvature of the planet, the ends of the light beams begin to tilt upward - "following the curvature."
The direction of the light beam is straight, but the surface of the earth is curved, so after the light beam passes a sufficient distance, it will leave the ground and enter the atmosphere.
It entered the ocean.
The seawater evaporates in front of the light beam, and the steam rises, forming a thick cloud covering hundreds of kilometers.
The clouds continue to roll, expand, and rise in the heat of the light beam, forming a huge, mushroom-shaped smoke column at the edge of the atmosphere.
The beam of light passed through the ocean, passed through the atmosphere, and flew into the sky and beyond the planet.
Pushing forward tirelessly, until its energy gradually dissipates, decays, and finally returns to nothingness in the vacuum.
The whole earth trembled.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns stopped.
His body was suspended in mid-air, smaller than before.
There were only two pieces of those cuboids suspended behind him, and they were no longer rotating. They were just floating there, like two pieces of rusty iron. His body could no longer withstand the backlash of those energies.
He looked at the scene in front of him.
The dark purple beam of light has disappeared, but the traces it left are still there.
On the earth, there is a cylindrical pit that stretches for thousands of kilometers and has a diameter of several thousand meters, extending from His feet to the end of the horizon, to the ocean, and to places that cannot be seen.
The edge of the pit is a smooth glassy substance, and the light is slowly cooling, but it will take a long time to truly extinguish.
This is the strongest blow in his life. It will not be stronger than this in the future.
This blow came at the cost of his core - the energy that had been accumulated for countless years, the spells collected from countless worlds, the skills that he had spent tens of thousands of years honing - all poured out in this blow.
Now His strength has been greatly reduced. It is not even as good as when he first woke up ten thousand years ago.
That...
Godzilla.
That name echoed in his consciousness.
It's impossible to hold on.
He said to himself.
The power of this blow has surpassed his limits and touched a realm that even He himself has never reached. In this world, no existence can withstand this blow head-on.
Impossible.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's crystal lit up for the last time, then darkened.
It's time to rest.
He thought.
--Then He saw it.
The golden dragon climbed out of the pit.
Wha... what??