King Ghidorah felt that the magic power on his body had completely dissipated.
It's not the feeling of "blue bar" falling off before. At that time, I could feel the existence of "blue bar", but the numbers inside were falling down.
Now the "level" was directly cleared, as if someone said in his ear "Your magic has expired, please renew", and then nothing happened.
He returned to the state before time travel - the pure King Ghidorah the King who fought only with his body and innate abilities.
"Your Gouba skills have some magical effects."
His eyes fell on the distance - Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was flying towards the sky at an incredible speed, and its speed was so fast that it dragged a long light trail behind it.
"Little Rodan, chase him!"
"Gah!"
Rodan burst out of the ground next to it.
His wings opened suddenly, shaking off a thick layer of powder from his body.
King Ghidorah just covered him with his wings and protected him under his body.
King Ghidorah doesn't think Rodan will die from that kind of attack.
But "not dead" and "intact" are two different things.
If hit head-on by that kind of attack, Rodan would most likely be seriously injured, so seriously that it would take a long time to recover.
Now Rodan emerged from the ash pile, spread its wings, and chased in the direction where Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns disappeared.
One run and one chase.
You said you were a bit difficult to pursue, and you wanted me to give up. You don't need to choose the most expensive gift...
☆♡If I catch up, I'll give you my life♡☆(*ˊᵕˋ)✩︎‧
King Ghidorah suddenly heard this song in his mind.
He didn't know which corner of his memory he pulled it from. Maybe it was in a shopping mall or a short video in his previous life... This song just appeared out of nowhere and played on a loop in his consciousness.
He spread his wings and chased after the group.
Although Legendary King Ghidorah's hand-to-hand combat and ray power are both good, its speed... can barely keep up.
The distance between him and Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was shortening little by little, but very slowly. He felt that if Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns accelerated a little more, he might not be able to keep up.
One escapes, two chases.
Three figures moved quickly in the gray-black sky.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns has ushered in his worst moment in countless thousands of years.
His "Infinite Between" exploded.
The private world that He spent countless years creating as the last fortress and energy reserve has now become a fragment scattered in the void.
He has accumulated energy for countless years, and now it has been exhausted.
His creations - "Dragon Group", "Cain, the Blood God", "Divine Body of Ruin and Chaos", "Hundred-Armed Giant King"... those replica gods that he spent countless efforts to research and perfect, were mostly shattered by King Ghidorah and Rodan in the battle just now.
The remaining ones, when "Infinite Between" collapsed, were refined into energy by him and used to maintain his own existence.
Now He has nothing.
He now looks like an enlarged human figure wearing black armor rather than a god.
He is so weak that even some powerful creatures can give him a blow.
Not to mention the two outrageous things at the back.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns's perception glanced behind him...
Damn it, you two don't stay in your own world, you have to go somewhere else to play?
Interesting?
What about Administrator in this world? Leave it alone?
Then He felt it.
The two beings behind him were accelerating.
The distance is shortening.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns has superimposed all the remaining energy onto the speed spell--[Ten-Thousand-Li Sky Crossing]. This is a spell he collected in a certain world. It is called "Divine Travel Technique" in that world.
It saves energy and is more efficient than other speed spells.
He had to find a place.
A place that provides Him with energy.
In his perception, that direction was far away, but he could feel that there was huge energy surging.
That was something He sensed before He came.
He still has a chance.
Go there.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns Push all remaining energy into [Ten-Thousand-Li Sky Crossing].
His body accelerated violently at that moment, air rushed in from all directions to fill the vacuum, and a deafening sonic boom was emitted.
He distanced himself.
The ground trembled.
Nuoyaji The gravel beneath his feet skipped a beat, and he took a step back to steady his body.
He felt something was wrong.
By the way, aren't the recent catastrophes a little too frequent?
Nuoyaji sighed in his heart.
Evil God, Demon God, G Trading Company, Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns... these things appear one after another, as if they are queuing up.
He is a reborn person who has accumulated so much information and experience in his previous life, but now he finds that that information and experience are becoming outdated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the previous life, there was no G, no Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns, and no such messy things.
Can't you just settle down?
Before he could get this thought out of his mind, a few remaining monsters jumped out from the gaps in the ruins.
"Be careful, boy."
Kazama Hayato's voice came from the side, and at the same time there was the sound of a blade cutting through the air.
He pulled the knife out of its sheath and drew an arc in the air. The arc accurately cut through the body of the nearest monster.
The monster didn't even have time to scream before it split into two halves in the middle and turned into black ashes.
The remaining monsters stopped.
Their dark red eyes glanced back and forth between Nuoyaji, Kazama Hayato, and Fuyila, and their limbs were slightly bent, as if they were hesitating whether to continue charging.
I didn't dare to step forward.
The monsters hesitated for a while.
Then, a larger monster hidden further away jumped out from behind the ruins.
Its size is several times the size of those little monsters, with four thick legs and a tail covered with bone spurs.
Its body spread out in the air and rushed towards Nuoyaji, so fast that Kazama Hayato had no time to draw its sword.
Then it turned gray.
Nuoyaji turned his head.
Several men in white robes stood on the ruins, their hands still maintaining the posture of releasing spells, and there were slowly dissipating light spots on their fingertips.
"Finally... I found you." Kaidezi said with emotion.
There was a sigh of relief in her voice that she didn't realize she had.
She took a deep breath and walked up to Nuoyaji. "Let me introduce first, we are--"
"Silence Society." Nuoyaji said.
The hand of the man in white robe stopped in mid-air.
Kaidezi was stunned for a moment.
She had prepared a short and decent self-introduction and practiced it several times on the way here. But the other party already knew...
"Okay, then we don't need to say more." Kaidezi swallowed back the self-introduction that was still on his lips and changed it to a more direct one.
"We are here to help you."
"What can you help me with?"
The man in white robe tilted his hood slightly and looked in the direction of the deep pit in the distance.
"Help you clean up...'G'."
Deep underground.
Anasi looked at the egg that began to "move" in front of him.
The surface of the egg looked like something was pushing against it, pushing outward from the inside, pushing out one bulge after another on the eggshell.
Those bumps appear and disappear, disappear and appear again, the frequency is getting faster and faster, the amplitude is getting larger and larger, as if they are counting some beats.
Very good, very good.
Anasi's voice was very low, and he held the green crystal in his right hand. The light of the crystal was so bright that it was dazzling.
Behind him, golden light lit up.
A warm, golden light like the winter sun shining on your face.
The light shone from behind, casting a long shadow at Anasi's feet.
"Hello, mortal."
The voice was female, gentle, but with an unquestionable majesty.
Anasi There is no looking back.
"Hello, god."
His voice was calm, so calm that even he felt a little surprised.
"Yes." said the voice.
Light God walked out of the golden light.
The white-gold robe looks a bit white in the green crystal light, and the long blond hair hangs behind the shoulders, with the tips of the hair slightly curled.
But her eyes - those pale golden eyes with slightly glowing pupils - were serious.
She looked at the egg.
"Are you the leader of 'G'?" Light God asked.
Anasi finally turned around.
He looked at Light God.
"Yes."
"Why are you doing this?"
Light God looked away from Anasi and scanned the entire underground space.
Those crystals, those substances oozing from the cracks, and the egg that is still "fetal movement".
She could see Anasi's intention from those arrangements - he wanted to bring another Evil God to the world.
Revenge.
Anasi's eyes are filled with this word.
"Are you working under that three-headed dragon?"
"I serve the great Golden King."
"Haha." Anasi laughed, "Is that three-headed dragon really wise?"
"Yes." Light God's answer was still calm, "His wisdom is far beyond your imagination."
Anasi looked at her and was silent for a moment.
"Your relatives were affected by that storm?" Light God asked.
She learned some information from those "colleagues" - those Apostle who collected intelligence everywhere.
The super storm caused by King Ghidorah when it woke up covered half of the continent, destroyed coastal cities in many countries, and caused countless casualties.
"He also saved our world." Light God said.
She also knew that King Ghidorah also saved the world. If King Ghidorah hadn't killed Evil God Weiergalun, this continent might have been devastated.
"Yes." Anasi said, "He saved your world."
"But, he destroyed my 'world'."
Some people always say that time is good medicine and will heal everything.
Anasi once believed so.
In those days after the disaster, he just sat there, waiting for "time" to heal him.
Then he waited for a long time.
Time did not heal him.
Time is not a good medicine.
It only breeds hatred and deepens the pain.
Maybe King Ghidorah will be a guardian-like existence in this world.
He has read those reports - the awakening of Evil God, the arrival of the devil, and the black monster sweeping the continent.
Without King Ghidorah, those things would have killed more people than that storm did.
But he couldn't admit it.
When his "world" collapsed, only this thought supported him.
Kill "him".
This idea took root in his heart and grew into a giant tree that was taller than any other object and made him unable to see anything else.
"I understand." Light God said.
"But I'll stop you."
Light God raised his right hand slightly, and a small, golden ball of light condensed in his palm.
The aura emitted caused the egg behind Anasi to "move" violently - as if it felt threatened.
"I know." Anasi said.
He turned around and faced the egg again.
He raised his right hand, and the green crystal shone like a small sun in his palm.
"But you're too late."