Upon the flat soil at the top of the golden mountain, a hundred-meter spider crab rested, fulfilling its duty as a Guardian.
The sheer power it radiated scared off potential foes, allowing it to live a blissful life.
BOOM!
However, the peacefulness was abruptly shattered by a thunderous explosion from behind.
Clicking its claws, the colossal spider crab moved its ten legs, turning.
Before it, a war deity of shimmering gold hovered in the air, bearing the same number of limbs as the Guardian.
Recognizing that it had just been challenged to a duel, the spider crab let out a defiant screech, charging forward.
The God of War did the same.
Meanwhile, Michael, who rested in a meditative position under his technique, was mentally controlling the war deity like a mecha on whom he had fully transferred his consciousness over.
Without the immediate threat of death, and with the squad protecting his physical body, he instantly grasped several things when he activated God of War.
