King Ghidorah looked at Serta, and the three heads glanced back and forth.
King Ghidorah means... forget it, Boss Goji you say it.
Godzilla came over.
Every step left a deep, steaming footprint on the ground. It walked to Serta and stopped.
Those amber eyes looked calmly at the human in dark golden robes standing in front of it.
"Hello, creatures of this world." Godzilla's telepathy came over.
"My name is Godzilla. I come from Earth."
Serta looked at Godzilla. His gaze moved from the amber eyes to the row of blue dorsal fins, and from the row of blue dorsal fins to the thick tail.
He was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Godzilla continued.
Its voice was very slow, as if it was telling a long, long story, but every word was compressed to the most concise level. "Earth, there is a crisis." It paused, as if it was organizing the language. "It's not a crisis for the earth itself. It's a crisis for the universe."
Serta frowned.
The crisis of the universe - this word came out of the mouth of the giant beast in front of him, causing his thinking to switch from "How should I escape" to "This matter may be really serious".
"We don't know the source." Godzilla's voice did not rise and fall, "We don't know the cause. We don't know the solution. We only know that the universe is dying..."
"... So, we left the earth." Godzilla's voice continued, "Go to other worlds and find a way."
Serta's brows furrowed even more tightly. He looked at Godzilla, then at King Ghidorah standing next to him.
His brain was running rapidly - Earth, monsters, cosmic crisis, traveling through the world. These words were spliced together in his consciousness to form a vague, but gradually clear, picture.
But--Earth, monster?
Serta asked himself in his mind, he remembered that there were no monsters on the earth before him.
When he was still an ordinary human, before he obtained "World Travel", he lived in an ordinary world without monsters and magic.
He goes to work, gets off work, eats, sleeps, and watches movies every day. Those movies about monsters are just movies.
Could it be that he has only been gone for a few years and the earth has changed drastically?
No, that's not right. Serta rejected this idea.
He has traveled through various worlds for so many years and has a sufficient understanding of the relationship between the "time flow rate" of this world and the "time flow rate" of other worlds.
The time he left that earth, calculated based on the time scale of that earth, would not have exceeded several thousand years.
Thousands of years are too short for a planet.
Not short enough to turn a world without monsters into a world full of monsters.
Probably parallel universes are more likely.
Serta made this judgment in his heart. He has traveled through so many worlds and seen so many different possibilities. He knows that the concept of "parallel universe" is not a theory, but a fact.
Every choice, every result, every different timeline will split into a new universe.
On Earth in a parallel universe, those monsters in the movie really exist.
On Earth in another parallel universe, the stories in those movies really happened. And this Godzilla from "Earth" should come from such a parallel universe.
Are you considered a fellow countryman?
He looked at Godzilla, then at King Ghidorah.
This giant golden dragon with three heads - if his memory was correct - in those movies, should be an alien invader, not native to the earth.
But in this context, it can also be considered "from the earth" - because it was recognized by humans on the earth, was filmed on the earth, and became part of the memory of countless viewers on the earth.
"Yeah." Serta nodded, his voice a little steadier than before, "Okay. I probably understand."
His voice was louder, with a crispness that said, "Now that you understand, let's get down to business."
"So, you need 'World Travel' to see the source of that 'disaster'?"
"Yes." King Ghidorah's telepathy rang.
Serta was silent for a moment.
His eyes moved from Godzilla to Dragon Ancestor, and from Dragon Ancestor to the distant sky - those gray-white powders that were still flying, and those broken mountain peaks that were still smoking.
His eyes retracted and fell on his hands. His fingers were trembling slightly - not from "fear", but from overdraft of energy.
The series of flashes, accelerations, and rune weaving just now consumed a lot of his energy, and his "World Travel" progress bar was still a little short of completion.
"Okay." Serta said. His voice was not loud, but very firm. "I am willing to help you."
But he knew very well why he agreed.
It's both emotional and reasonable - he is "World Travel" not ready yet. If he refuses, he will definitely be beaten to a pulp by these guys, and then call the big octopus to brainwash him.
His senses were telling him that either of the golden giant beast with three heads and the black giant beast emitting blue light had the ability to catch him before he activated "World Travel".
With the two of them together, he wouldn't even have a chance to run.
On the other hand, he is not a great evil person. He was once just an ordinary human being... even though he has been a god for many years.
But...
Now, if he has the opportunity to become that kind of "hero" - to save the universe, even if he just "participates in saving the universe", it is still acceptable to him.
But--Serta spoke, with a hint of "I know this request is too much, but I am serious" in his voice.
"Can you... do me a favor?"
"Say." King Ghidorah's telepathy is very brief.
Serta's mouth curved.
"Can you let me... beat that big octopus--Apekus?"
"Of course... you can. It's easy."
At this time, the giant octopus in the deep sea somewhere far away - World Administrator, Lord of Tides, Apekus - unconsciously contracted its tentacles.
Those thick tentacles swinging slowly in the sea water curled inward at the same time, like a touched mimosa.
What's going on? Apekus feels something is wrong. His perception is sending him some kind of signal...
Something was wrong. His instinct told him that something might happen to him.
It's not "Something may happen today", but "Something may happen in the near future".
His perception extended in the direction of World Abyss.
He felt - there was a huge fluctuation in the seal there. The chains and runes he had personally arranged to suppress God King Serta were being broken by some kind of force... The seal had been broken. God King had come out.
Logically speaking, he should deal with it now.
As the Administrator of the world, his duty is to maintain the balance of the world and ensure that dangerous existences do not threaten the security of the world.
And God King Serta is undoubtedly one of the most dangerous existences in the world.
But now - Apekus senses other breaths in World Abyss. The breath of Dragon Ancestor, the breath of King Ghidorah, and another one - a strange, powerful breath that does not belong to this world.
The world consciousness was sending him a message...Godzilla.
Apekus was silent for a moment. Since they have gone, don't join in the fun.
King Ghidorah and the giant beast named "Godzilla", either one has the ability to deal with God King.
If both ends go together, Serta won't even have a chance to run. It would be redundant for him to go.
Can't go, Apekus made this decision.
His perception was withdrawn from World Abyss and turned to another direction - that direction, deep in Endless Ocean, there was a pile of densely packed information fragments that were glowing.
Those were replies to messages he sent to Administrator in several nearby worlds.
The content is probably: There has been a big abnormal event recently, how are you doing there?
He had been waiting for so long, and now he finally got a reply.
He opened the first one, a piece of "memory" that was compressed into information, complete, and could be poured directly into consciousness.
"Brother," the voice sounded in Apekus's consciousness, with a sense of helplessness that "I'm not at peace here either", "A super big bug came out here. It kept burrowing around underground, almost reaching the core of the earth.
I spent a lot of effort to drive it away, but it's still digging in. I don't know what it's looking for."
Apekus's tentacles waved in the sea water. A super big bug, burrowing into the ground, looking for something - no, not "looking for something"...
He opened the second one.
The sender was Administrator, whom he was not very familiar with but had probably interacted with before. The image of that world was a huge dragon covered with blue scales... but it was different from the dragon in this world.
"Tide Lord," the voice said with a tone of "I'm here to complain, not to report," "I have an ancient sea dragon here, surging in the depths of the ocean.
Dragons from all over the world often come to me to complain, saying that their descendants are scared by the sea dragon and dare not go out. However, it is not an evil dragon and has no thoughts of destruction."
Apekus's tentacles moved again. The ancient sea dragon was shaking the world - it sounded like an old thing flexing its muscles.
He opened the third message. The sender was the one he least wanted to deal with - an ancient being who exuded a violent aura and always spoke in roars.
That guy is responsible for managing a world full of fighting maniacs. Every day there are a hundred fights, a thousand lives are dying, and ten thousand pits are being blown up...
That guy himself is the biggest fighting maniac.
"Brother!" The voice exploded in Apekus's consciousness, causing his tentacles to go numb.
"My side - uh, a big monkey is running around with a group of monkeys! He beats the guys who fight every day to the point where they dare not go out! Do you think this is ridiculous?!
A big monkey, with a group of little monkeys, made my world a mess..."
Apekus was silent for a moment.
Then he closed the information and sank his consciousness deeper into World Contract.
There, in the intertwined network of countless information fragments, he saw a disturbing and huge picture that was gradually becoming clearer.
Something terrible happened in the world of King Ghidorah - the world called "Legendary Earth". So that the powerful creatures of that world - those ancient beings called "Titan" who stood at the top of the food chain and had the power to destroy the world - were thrown into different worlds.
Not "one or two", but "a group". King Ghidorah, Godzilla... and those giant beasts that are running around in other World Administrator jurisdictions - they did not come by themselves, but were "sent" here.
But why do they do this?
Just "escape"? No. Apekus dismissed the idea.
If it is just to escape, the earth does not need to send them to different worlds. It can send them to a safe place, to a place where there are no disasters, no threats, and they can live in peace of mind.
But it didn't. It scattered them, sent them to different worlds, to different Administrator jurisdictions.
What is He looking for?
That world is looking for something. It sends its children to different worlds, not to let them escape, but to let them "find" something.
The perceptions of King Ghidorah and Godzilla--Apekus are searching in the depths of World Contract, capturing the fragmentary information leaked from the communication between King Ghidorah and Godzilla.
Those messages told him that it wasn't just King Ghidorah's world that had a problem.
Many worlds, ones whose names he had never heard of - were going wrong.
The tentacles of Apekus unfolded slowly and solemnly in the sea water.
His eyes - those scarlet eyes - lit up in the darkness.
His consciousness traveled through the deep sea and rock formations, through the sky and the earth, and through this world...
"Everyone." His voice sounded in the consciousness of those Administrator, with a solemn tone of "I am serious."
"We, maybe - it's time to talk."
He paused.
"For many worlds."