Chapter 833: King of Humanity, Emperor Type
Hum—BOOM!
The moon was completely submerged under a sea of golden Ki. The ascending golden waves of energy, surging like a torrential waterfall scouring boulders, instantly swallowed the crimson wings of light trailing behind Kaito Shirogane.
Kaito's mind cooled at extreme speed, like red-hot iron quenched in ice water, his nerves throbbing with agony as if they were about to snap.
His arm was clamped in Son Goku's grip, the overwhelming Ki having already shattered the AT Field across his flesh.
[Special Unit: Archetype of Terminus and Genesis EX051, you have successfully smelted the material: Rule-Breaking Blood of Wrath]
[Crimson Great Sin: Omen of the Evil God (Tier 3) has sublimated. Current: Ultimate Great Sin: King of Wrath]
[Authority: King of Wrath (Special) — Wrath is power, destruction is truth] (Each activation burns Sin Points; cannot be activated when Sin Points reach 0)
[Sub-Authority 1: Infinite Proliferation (Ki) — In the King of Wrath stance, energy is no longer restricted by numeric values; wrath causes the rate of Ki generation to surpass the rate of consumption]
[Sub-Authority 2: Absolute Destruction — In the King of Wrath stance, attacks carry the authority of destruction, capable of inflicting direct damage upon space, and absolute destruction upon targets possessing defense specialization, durability, immortality, and similar traits]
[Sub-Authority 3: Mental Wrath — The King of Wrath embodies absolute fury and cannot be affected by any mental-type abilities. This ability possesses high priority]
Kaito Shirogane felt the explosive, continuous surge of Ki proliferating within his frame. Although its generation rate had noticeably slowed compared to the initial transformation that completely drowned his conscious reason, it still multiplied his baseline Ki several times over.
For a martial artist who wielded Ki, an increase in Ki was a direct increase in combat capability.
Yet whether in the complete King of Wrath stance or his current incomplete state where the fury was forcibly suppressed inward, both were completely pale and powerless before Super Saiyan 3 Son Goku, who seemed to have fallen into a cold rage.
Kaito watched as that radiant Ki restored the battered lunar surface back to a smooth, pristine plane in an instant—an act the ordinary Son Goku would never casually perform.
"The thing you spoke of is—"
Pfft!
Kaito looked down. Golden Ki had already impaled his chest.
Those pale-green eyes were detached to the extreme, gazing down upon Kaito Shirogane from above. That look, rooted in a vast chasm of absolute might, brought Son Goku's staggering presence into full display.
Kaito felt that familiar sensation of his own existence being crushed and reduced to insignificance once more.
A powerful martial artist capable of bending the material realm purely through the weight of his own presence, Kaito Shirogane now felt himself shrinking into something incomparably small.
The golden sea of Ki could drown him at any second.
[Warning: Special Plot Character Son Goku has undergone an uncontrollable anomaly. Avoid all interaction]
The Space prompt appeared in timely fashion.
To Kaito, that was already an unmistakable, direct warning.
Kaito's mind raced frantically. What information had One-Armed Black King Gohan passed to Goku to drive him into this unprecedented state?
Had Son Gohan been slain by Goku's own hand?
Then right now—
Hum!
A glazed, jewel-like luminescence emerged from Kaito's chest. Kaito's pupils shrank, his rapid calculations violently severed. He instinctively reached out to grab it, but a golden stream of light plunged straight through his chest.
Pfft!
Carrying fresh blood and viscera, a hand coldly extracted that rotating, jewel-like radiance from within Kaito's body.
[Special Privilege: Doorway has been lost]
An item safely stored inside his personal inventory had actually manifested from his flesh on its own.
At this moment, Kaito didn't dwell on the unique properties of the Doorway, even though the artifact had indeed been concealed inside the bodies of the two Taoist monstrosities.
Instead, Kaito was more inclined to believe that in this second, the Observer had personally intervened—or rather, the Infinite Dimensional Space itself had stepped down onto the board.
It had relinquished this precious privilege, allowing it to be taken by a monster-tier plot character like Son Goku.
The moment Son Goku formed the desire to seize this object, all three Spaces lost any remaining possibility of securing the Doorway.
There was nothing wrong with the Space's calculation; the only anomaly was that it had chosen to directly intervene in the matter.
[Based on both parties' spirit attributes, you have acquired the following information]
[You have suffered an attack from Special Plot Character Son Goku. A massive amount of your cellular vitality has been extinguished]
[Ability: King of Wrath has terminated]
[Ability: Kaio-Ken has terminated]
[Ability: Setsuna has terminated]
Amidst the cascading notifications, Kaito felt a hollow void in his chest. Golden Ki poured into his torso like molten lava, rapidly saturating his frame.
His cellular vitality was suppressed in vast quantities, and his personal Ki was driven down completely.
If not for the Anti-Life Demon Dragon and the Life Furnace burning continuously, paired with his Tier 7 Physique of the Primordial Man which essentially made him a fully realized divine organism, he would have undoubtedly slipped back into a near-death state.
Kaito felt his control over his vessel slip away as he fell backward involuntarily, the overwhelming Ki paralyzing the biological functions within his flesh.
Kaito collapsed on his back against the battered lunar surface, watching Son Goku in Super Saiyan 3 pull his gaze away and seize the jewel-like Doorway.
In an instant, the Doorway—which had shown zero reaction in Kaito's grasp—ignited with brilliant radiance.
The starry void twisted as light from several separate stellar oceans shone through.
Though immobilized, the Limit-Break Spiral behind Kaito continued its relentless, probing rotation.
In a split second, he perceived countless disparate streams of information.
Kaito now understood why the Space had been so eager to use special quests to deploy both himself and Yoko into this world simultaneously.
Securing this Doorway would likely grant the ability to routinely deploy greater numbers of Reincarnators across diverse realms, or even link countless worlds using a massive prime universe as a foundational anchor, just as this world had done.
When that occurred, Information would be generated without end.
For an objective of that magnitude, committing their absolute peak fighting assets was a natural imperative.
Only the sudden arrival of the Black Kings and the tragic choice of One-Armed Gohan had derailed the board.
Even though almost no native being in this realm possessed the might to slay Gohan, he had still walked toward that precise conclusion.
Kaito's fingers twitched, dissipating stray currents of Ki as he swiftly regained neurological control over his limbs.
Son Goku had neither slain him nor attempted to eradicate him. Kaito understood that even when driven to immense fury, the man had not cast aside his inherently benevolent nature.
On an ordinary individual, Kaito would have dismissed such conduct as pathetic weakness. But on Son Goku, who wielded the power to obliterate worlds with a gesture, Kaito could only recognize it as the absolute magnanimity of the supreme.
It was an intrinsic nature that even absolute might could not corrode.
A self-mocking smirk curled on Kaito's lips as he watched the Super Saiyan place two fingers against his brow and vanish in an instant.
Immediately afterward, the heavy cannons of several aerospace battleships stationed near the lunar perimeter hummed, turning their barrels toward him.
Kaito's grin widened with savage amusement. Though he had suffered an unmitigated defeat against Son Goku, against ordinary adversaries of this caliber, they posed negligible threat.
Yet to his surprise, the luminous energy in the cannons died down in unison the very next second. The fleet turned in perfect formation, accelerating out of lunar orbit.
"Withdrawal order issued. Third Sequence units and below are strictly prohibited from engaging designated target Mercenary Tao."
"All units in this world are authorized to initiate warp retreat."
The same directive flashed before the optical sensors of every mechanical lifeform—an absolute command issued directly from the central mainframe of the Machina Court, superseding all individual autonomy.
Cold and logical, the mechanical units showed no inclination toward insubordination, terminating operations instantly.
Even though diagnostic scanners showed that the God of Martial Arts' power metrics had plunged dramatically below the Third Sequence threshold, orders were absolute.
Hum!
Space warped, and the fleet of aerospace battleships vanished across the dimensions, leaving Kaito—who was just regaining mobility in his wrists—profoundly disappointed.
With just a little more time to purge the foreign Ki from his core, he could have forcibly engaged the Kaio-Ken again and used the amplified Ki to reclaim total physical control within dozens of seconds.
By then, he could have harvested another respectable batch of spoils.
Kaito grew increasingly irritated by the digital lifeforms of the Machina Court. They lacked passion for battle, while offering few opportunities to cleanly hunt them down.
The higher their tier, the more meticulously they concealed their core digital signatures.
"Tch. What an unsatisfying Space."
By comparison, the Void Paradise was far more agreeable.
Kaito rotated his wrist, and a pitch-black card materialized in his palm, currently radiating intense heat.
The requirements of the God King sequence—hunting down an entire pantheon—had quietly reached near completion in this world. The so-called Thunder God pantheon had been systematically culled from scions to God Kings by his hand.
Only one remained, likely an even more formidable entity. As long as he encountered and eliminated that final piece in a subsequent deployment, he could awaken this mysterious God King sequence.
This card had originally belonged to the Mad King. According to Kaito's current intelligence, the one who bestowed it upon him was likely the King of Rats hiding behind the curtain.
Kaito had always been curious about what power lay within the three most enigmatic cards corresponding to the Supreme Three Kings.
At the very least, Yoko Ekaterina invited extensive speculation.
From Azure Sky's reactions and the telemetry provided by Kazuto Ando, Yoko was likely the chosen successor of Ryo.
Following his demise, that King of Miracles had hoped this woman who unified the West District would oversee the order of the real world and confront the looming Final Calamity.
The King of Rats chose the Mad King, Ryo chose Yoko, and Kaito himself had likely been singled out by the master of the Throne of Illusions.
Kaito found nothing inherently objectionable about this setup, but what intrigued him was that he had never received one of the three mythical cards from Sosuke Aizen.
His card originated from Ryo. Although looking back, the fact that the ordinary title-tier Reincarnator known as Phantom Sword Ryo had managed to seize that Crimson Great Sin card from the joint grasp of the Throne of Illusions and Azure Sky was already deeply suspicious.
The Mad King had received the God King card, yet failed to activate it.
What about Yoko? Had she received the final card from Ryo?
If so, what was its sequence? Was that the power she perpetually suppressed within herself—the hidden truth behind Kazuto Ando's assessment that even if Kaito mobilized all his trump cards, a clash between the two of them still carried a high probability of mutual annihilation?
Lying on the smooth lunar crust, Kaito gradually reclaimed total sovereignty over his vessel. The weak gravity and vacuum of deep space were no longer capable of threatening his life.
The traits of his Perfect Organism swiftly adapted, developing brand-new internal organs.
He even began absorbing solar radiation to generate cellular energy, mirroring biological photosynthesis.
Kaito slowly pushed himself upright, gazing at the colossal azure globe suspended in his field of view. This was the first time he had observed a world from this vantage point.
He reached out, closing his palm into an empty grasp. His overcharged brain continued dissecting the puzzle of the cards and the Supreme Three Kings, while simultaneously replaying every microsecond of the duel between Son Goku and Son Gohan.
Ki whistled around his fingers, though it was still far from the realm of casually shattering planets.
Without deploying the Kaio-Ken or the Manifestation of the Cosmic Heavenly Deity, thoroughly destroying even the moon beneath his boots would demand considerable effort.
"Still too weak," Kaito mused quietly to himself.
"He truly is a monster, that man."
Yoko stood within an alternate dimensional space. The landscape behind her had transformed entirely; the crumbling ruins of the twelve sanctuaries were gone, replaced by an endless, rolling meadow.
Flowers and fae creatures dotted the plains, carrying an ethereal fragrance like hyper-concentrated mana.
This was likely an Age of the Gods, a world where deities still walked openly among mortals.
Realizing this, Yoko's voice carried a mixture of wariness and envy toward her nominal colleague.
Growing to such heights within the span of a single cycle...
Even if he was a synthesized creation molded by the King of Souls, he was undeniably far too perfect.
Before an abnormal rate of ascent that defied all rational acceptance, branding him a "monster" was simply the easiest way to cope.
Saga quietly observed the peaceful realm, his gaze drifting back to the woman traversing this sacred earth.
"Are you not the same?"
"In fact, carrying such a burden yet pushing yourself to this threshold... are you not even more extraordinary?"
Yoko shook her head, her emerald eyes solemn and focused.
"It is entirely different. I am someone who walked the correct path from the very beginning."
"I walk upon a defined road, climb a defined stairway, toward a defined future."
"Yet that man is pure chaos."
"He is the variable."
Within Yoko's frame, the power she had long suppressed finally loosened.
A psionic surge so immense it bordered on terrifying began to unfurl. Across the plains, shepherds tending their flocks looked up instinctively, psionic ripples sparking across their bodies in resonance.
The supernatural had been bestowed upon mankind; humanity was destined to ascend.