Blue breath swept across the sky.
Godzilla stood under the claws of King Ghidorah, its mouth opened, and the spiral breath poured out from its throat, drawing an ever-extending arc in the sky.
The angels, demons, and giant beasts that poured out of the "Infinity War" box turned into ashes the moment they were swept by the arc.
King Ghidorah grabbed Godzilla and spun around in the air.
His two front paws are holding Godzilla's abdomen from below, his wings are flapping rapidly, and his body is constantly rotating and turning in the air, allowing Godzilla's breath to cover a wider range.
His three heads were filled with a smug smile. "Don't worry, everyone has a share -" his telepathy broadcast to all directions.
His left head lowered and looked at Godzilla under his paws.
"Boss Goji, use less force. That, God King is still useful." Godzilla did not respond.
Its breath stopped for a moment, and the blue arc dissipated in the sky, turning into countless tiny blue light spots.
Its eyes - moved away from the fleeing summons and turned towards the figure that was flying away quickly in the distance.
At this time, Serta was constantly dodging the breath in the air.
The speed was so fast that his own perception began to become blurry.
But his intuition kept sending him the same signal.
"What the hell is this?!"
Serta cursed in his heart, he did not feel any magic or divine power fluctuations.
And his intuition was telling him: If you touch this thing, it will definitely die.
Serta's hand moved quickly in front of him, and those dark golden light traces intertwined into rune arrays one after another in the air.
He was accelerating the activation of "World Travel", and his eyes swept over the summons that were being swept by the blue breath, and then fell on the black giant beast that was emitting blue light in the distance.
He always felt that this thing seemed a bit familiar.
In his memory, countless information has been accumulated, and the memory is powerful enough to remember every detail - he is frantically searching, trying to find the source of this "familiarity".
A very, very long time ago.
When he was still a weak human being. Before he obtained "World Travel", traveled through the world, and became "God King".
At that time, he had a habit - no, not a "habit", but a "hobby".
He likes to watch movies. He likes to sit in a dark cinema, watching the fictional stories on the big screen, and feeling a life that is not his own.
Many of those movies are science fiction movies, many are monster movies...
Serta's pupils shrank suddenly.
He remembered.
That monster. That black monster that can spit out blue breath from its mouth. That being is called "King of the Monsters" and protects the balance of the earth.
That name--what's it called... Brother...Gomera?
Is that the name? Or Gojira?
Serta's brain was searching frantically, but he found that he really couldn't remember clearly.
After all, it was a long, long time ago. After he traveled through countless worlds, experienced countless things, and met countless people, those insignificant memories from long ago have been buried deep in the depths.
But it's not important anymore.
Serta looked away from Godzilla. He saw the summons pouring out of the "Infinity War" box, being wiped out in pieces by the blue breath like mowing grass.
He estimated the time in his mind.
It's time to run. If you don't run, I'm afraid the car will overturn.
The figure of Serta accelerated violently in the air and flew into the distance.
His body pulled out a dark golden afterimage in the air.
His eyes were half-closed, and his consciousness sank into the core of "World Travel" in his body. He was awakening the ancient magic that slept deep in his soul and transcended the world's barriers.
Start it. Get me out of this - his consciousness has just touched the edge of "World Travel".
Then his eyes flew open.
He felt a light behind him.
His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the sky behind him - there, blue light exploded, and a spherical, rapidly expanding blue shock wave spread in all directions.
The edge of the shock wave is blue and translucent, and the inside of the shock wave is plasma that is so dazzling that the temperature is so high that even space is distorted.
Those summons that were still alive - all turned into fly ash the moment the spherical shock wave spread.
"Awesome Boss Goji--" King Ghidorah's telepathy sounded, with a feeling of admiration.
"Hit the guy who flies away!"
Godzilla's spherical shock wave stopped.
Those blue rays of light slowly dissipated in the sky, turning into countless tiny, falling light spots.
Godzilla dorsal fin lights up again...
"That guy flying far away - if you don't stop, I'm going to attack you."
King Ghidorah's telepathy came over.
Serta heard it. His body paused in the air, and then he continued flying, flying faster, flying as hard as he could.
His hands moved wildly in front of him, and those dark golden light traces intertwined into rune arrays one after another in the air. Those arrays were constantly superimposed and fused, forming an increasingly complex "World Travel" channel.
Only a fool would stop and run away quickly.
Then his instinct told him: it is very dangerous now.
Comes from an older instinct that is engraved in the essence of his existence.
That instinct had saved his life in countless battles, and it had never gone wrong.
Serta stopped.
That sudden stop caused his body to bear a huge inertial force, and his dark golden robe was torn by the wind with a loud sound.
Serta was silent for a moment. Then his body slowly descended and landed on the top of a mountain peak that had not completely collapsed.
There is no way, you still have to trust your intuition.
He felt that if he continued running, he might not be able to survive the activation of "World Travel".
Instead of hanging up as soon as you come out, why not stop now and see if you can talk about something.
King Ghidorah landed in front of Serta.
His wings folded a little, and three heads lowered at the same time, six golden vertical pupils staring at the being who looked no different from ordinary humans.
Godzilla was thrown aside, standing firm on his two feet, with his tail trailing behind him.
Dragon Ancestor followed them and landed on another mountain peak. Its seven heads stared at Serta at the same time.
"Hello, everyone..." Serta's voice was very smooth, with a sense of formality like "I am introducing myself in a social situation."
His eyes moved from King Ghidorah to Godzilla.
"This should be...Gojira..."
King Ghidorah's three heads paused at the same time.
"Wait, wait a moment." His telepathy sounded.
"What is Gojira?"
Serta's expression changed... a little embarrassed.
"Ah, no, isn't it?" His eyes stayed on Godzilla for a moment, then moved away and looked at King Ghidorah.
His brain was working rapidly, recalling those movies he had watched a long time ago. What is the name of that black monster? What is it? Gomera?
He remembered that it seemed to start with "Brother" and end with "La", and there was a "Si" or "Ji" or something else in the middle.
"Forget it." King Ghidorah's telepathy sounded again, this time with a casualness of "I'm too lazy to correct you."
His six eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Serta. "Are you a time traveler?"
"..." Serta was silent for a moment.
"Yes." Serta said.
"Okay, let's talk."
"My name is Serta." Serta's voice echoed on the top of the mountain, with a tone of "If you want to talk, let's be more formal." "They call me 'God King'."
He paused for a moment, as if trying to formulate his words.
"I once relied on the ability of 'World Travel' to travel between different worlds.
During that time, I gradually became stronger and stood at the top of this world by practicing the systems of different worlds - spells, martial arts, alchemy, curses, summons, and enchantments."
When he said these words, his tone was very calm, as if he was stating a fact.
But the corners of his mouth gave him away.
He is enjoying this process, enjoying the process of "finally someone can listen to me tell my story".
He sat for so many epochs, locked in that dark cave.
Now that he has finally come out, he finally has an audience, and he can finally speak out those words that he has been holding back for countless epochs.
"Then include, but are not limited to - the silly and sweet eldest daughter of the aristocratic family, the ruthless witch wanted by the Theocracy, the urban bespectacled female detective, the Valkyrie on the battlefield, the female president of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce..."
Serta's voice became faster and faster, more and more excited, as if he was reading a long list of things he was proud of.
Then he paused for a moment, with a meaningful smile on his face. "Wait a minute, they all admire me."
King Ghidorah looked at him, and all three heads tilted at the same time. His eyes were fixed on Serta's glowing face with the expression "I was very popular back then."
Golden light lit up from around his body.
"If you don't tell the important point, I can completely make you a legend."
Serta's words were stuck in his throat.
His expression still remained on that "I'm telling you about my glorious history" smile.
He looked at the growing golden halo on King Ghidorah's body...
"Sorry." He put away his "let me tell my story" excitement.
"When I came out, I talked a little too much..."
"Anyway," Serta's voice became a little faster, as if he was in a hurry, as if he was afraid that he couldn't help but go off topic.
"'World Travel' is such a thing - it allows me to travel freely between different worlds."
"Can I freely specify it?" King Ghidorah's telepathy sounded, with a serious tone of "I want to confirm."
Serta nodded. "That's okay."
"Then why don't you go back to Earth?" King Ghidorah asked.
Serta's eyes suddenly opened wide.
He looked at the giant beast in front of him with horrified eyes - "His brain completed the logical closed loop at that moment.
"Wait a minute," his voice was a little tight, "So, you are monsters on earth?!"
He suddenly remembered.
That black monster with a blue dorsal fin, that guy called "King of the Monsters"... what the hell, it "appeared on Earth", and the golden giant beast next to it should be similar.
Those settings in movies, those fictional stories based on reality - they are all about "Earth".
"Then how did you come--" Serta's eyes moved from King Ghidorah to Godzilla, and then from Godzilla back to King Ghidorah.
"You also have 'World Travel'?" he asked.
"No." King Ghidorah's three heads tilted slightly at the same time, and six golden vertical pupils swept back and forth on Serta's face.
"Now it seems that your 'World Travel' is very suspicious."
Serta's expression did not change. But his heartbeat skipped a beat at this moment.