Furina: "From the way you're describing them… these Aeons sound absurdly powerful. Is all of that actually accurate?"
Aqua: "That's what you call strong? Wow, 'Water God,' you really haven't seen the world."
Tatsuki twitched the corner of his mouth. You two water gods are not even the same kind of existence, okay?
And Furina isn't purely a Hydro Archon either—she's the part split off from Focalors to live as a human.
As for comparing Aeons to Teyvat's gods… Yeah. Not even close.
The gap was disgusting.
Silver Wolf: "Keep listening! Once I'm done, I'm going back to gaming!"
Furina: "Sorry for my rudeness. Please continue."
Aqua: "Uh… my bad!"
Silver Wolf: "Hmph. As the last member of the beetle lineage that once ruled the land, its loneliness lit the path of its destiny."
Silver Wolf: "Tayzzyronth became a self-replicating horror—an endless tide of reproduction and expansion. It—or they—ran rampant across worlds, spreading at a terrifying rate, devouring everything."
Silver Wolf: "That's the core of the Swarm Disaster."
Silver Wolf: "Records about the Swarm Disaster say…"
Silver Wolf: "You stand beneath the sky and see devastation everywhere."
Silver Wolf: "In the fields and along the roads beside you, the Zerg spawn in a vast tide—molting and hatching—swallowing every crop and species until every route of travel is drowned beneath endless broods."
Silver Wolf: "Wherever the Swarm passed, it consumed two-thirds of all living regions—land, sea, and life itself, leaving nothing behind."
Silver Wolf: "Every planet the Swarm touched fell into war and suffering."
Silver Wolf: "Yeah, roughly like that. Explaining this stuff is exhausting. I'm never doing explanations again—this is stealing my game time!"
Vivi: "Thank you, Miss Silver Wolf. That was really clear."
Mumei: "I can follow it. A calamity way worse than Kabane…"
Mikasa: "…Titans look small."
Kiana: "If that's the case, it really does sound a lot like the interstellar bugs Tatsuki's dealing with."
People called Kiana an idiot, but she wasn't dumb at all—she just didn't like thinking when she had someone to rely on.
Even as a clone… she still carried the Kaslana bloodline.
Tatsuki: "I think they're pretty similar too. Of course, there are differences."
Tatsuki: "Anyway—enough detours. I've got today's problem to handle."
He didn't waste this time just standing around.
Through the Source of Space, he could still feel the boundary the same way he had on the Behemoth Planet: it sat beyond the planet's outer edge.
With the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, he could see faint death-lines flickering along that restriction.
He tried to force his way through using the Source of Space… and still couldn't break it. At best, he could make it tremble—just a little.
But that also meant one thing: It wasn't indestructible.
Did that change mean the Apocalypse Game was actually nearing its endpoint?
Just a guess for now. He decided to focus on what was in front of him.
With a single thought—Haruno and the others were instantly pulled back to his side.
The attacks they hadn't fully reeled in were erased by Tatsuki as if they'd never existed.
"Huh? Why am I back?"
Everyone was thinking the same thing.
Tatsuki answered calmly, "You've tested enough. You've got a feel for what the interstellar swarm is like now."
"Mm." Everyone nodded.
So far, this region of the planet didn't seem to have anything truly scary—mostly roach-type variants, plus some zergling-type and drone-type creatures.
And if StarCraft rules applied at all… if there were drones, there had to be something like an Overlord.
And there had to be something like a Queen somewhere on the planet producing waves of them.
That was for them to deal with if they ran into it later.
"I'm going to destroy this planet. Just in case, stay inside this space while I do it."
This space was actually no longer part of the planet's normal surface-layer—it was a pocket dimension he'd created.
So the swarm outside lost its target. After circling for a bit, the bugs started eating the corpses of their own dead.
"Destroy… the planet?!" Mrs. Yuigahama almost thought she'd misheard him.
Was that something a human being could do?
But then she remembered the wings, the halos, the powers that looked like miracles… and the Apocalypse Game itself.
Her idea of what humans could do had already been shattered.
The shock wasn't limited to her. Haruno, Yumiko, and the others had never actually seen Tatsuki erase a planet—only heard him talk about it.
So now, hearts racing, they were about to witness his unreasonable power firsthand.
Yumiko couldn't hold back her curiosity. "Tatsuki… how are you going to destroy it? With space powers?"
Space powers could do it—twisting, cutting, collapsing, compressing…
There were plenty of methods, but he didn't plan to use any of them.
He raised his right hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, and grinned with obvious anticipation.
"Ever seen a fist the size of a sandbag?"
"Huh?" Yumiko didn't get it. Neither did anyone else.
Tatsuki didn't explain. He preferred demonstrations.
He blinked out of the pocket space.
With a casual sweep of his hand—air pressure surged outward like true repulsion, crushing everything flat.
The jagged terrain was leveled… and along with it, every interstellar bug within dozens of kilometers was pulverized into nothing.
He'd made himself a stage.
A solitary arena.
And on that stage, he was the only lead.
He'd been itching to really let his body go all-out.
Most of the refined primal energy from an entire stellar core had already been poured into strengthening his physique.
Now his body began to radiate a terrifying presence—like something no force could resist.
A vast pressure blanketed the world.
Even the swarm, supposedly fearless, collapsed in clusters beyond the flattened zone—paralyzed.
So they weren't without fear. They just hadn't met something strong enough.
Tatsuki's frame swelled slightly. Muscles rose like forged steel, packed with explosive force.
His fist tightened.
Crack crack crack.
Bones snapped with sharp, violent sound.
Veins stood out, rope-tight, and the air itself seemed to choke under the pressure.
"—Hah!"
Like a wrathful guardian, his eyes flashed cold.
He drove a single punch down.
The shockwave screamed—an ear-splitting sonic boom as air detonated into ringing emptiness.
BOOM!
His fist met the planet's surface.
RRRRRUMBLE!
The entire crust convulsed.
At the point of impact, the ground collapsed thousands of meters downward in an instant.
Rock and debris blasted skyward, birthing a subterranean crater dozens of kilometers wide…