Phainon annihilated all the Void Rangers.
Finally, he slowly landed.
Five figures silently overlapped, merging into one.
His gaze fell upon the Trampler.
The next moment, Phainon raised the Dawnbreakerand fiercely struck down at the Trampler's head.
The four phantom clones behind him made perfectly synchronized movements.
One strike.
Two strikes.
Three strikes... The fourth strike hadn't even touched yet when the head of the centaur-like Void Ranger soared into the sky.
their massive body then disintegrated inch by inch, turning into particles, returning to nothingness.
"Current number of ignitable core flames: 112."
"Current emotion: Extreme Frenzy (intensifying...)"
"Warning: Emotional threshold has reached 98%!!!"
"Not enough!"
"Far from enough!!"
With every breath, Phainon exhaled scorching white steam.
This level of destruction was simply not enough to quell his burning rage!
Only Nanook!
Only bringing true "destruction" to that Aeon was his only destiny!
Suddenly.
Phainon lifted his eyes.
His gaze seemed to penetrate layers of alloy plating, reaching the cold starry sky outside.
Vast fragments of memory surged in his mind.
He remembered.
Before defeating the Doomsday Beast, before Herta's return, the Space Station's attack was far from over.
Outside, there were endless legions.
At this moment, his body temperature was rapidly rising, the power brought by the ignited core flamesburning his very shell.
But this pain, compared to the anger in his heart, was utterly insignificant.
More core flames!
Stronger power!
He swung a sword at the void in front of him, tearing open a rift in space. He stepped in without hesitation, his figure disappearing within the cabin section... Simultaneously, in the Master Control Zone.
Himeko watched the empty battlefield through the monitoring screen, a hint of solemnity and worry on her elegant face.
She merely whispered mockingly.
"It seems Welt's worries weren't groundless... Thankfully, his hatred for the Antimatter Legion is real."
No sooner had she spoken.
"Sister Himeko~"
March 7th's lively voice interrupted Himeko's thoughts.
She quickly composed herself, turned to look at the approaching group, and offered a gentle smile: "It's good that you're all safe. Staff Member Asta was worried about you."
—
Soon.
In front of the Master Control Zone's console.
Asta was staring intently at the large screen.
"According to predictions, the Antimatter Legion still has at least 10 waves of attacks. Everyone, hold on..."
Her words suddenly stopped.
"Huh? The Legion's attack intensity... is weakening?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Asta's eyes, and she immediately ordered: "Quick! Take advantage of this lull and immediately repair the monitoring facilities on the outer perimeter of the Space Station!"
"Staff Member Asta, we're back~"
March 7th leaned over.
Asta finally breathed a sigh of relief, turning around with a grateful smile: "It's truly thanks to your help that you all returned safely."
As she spoke, her gaze swept over the group, looking behind them.
"Oh? Where is your... companion in the black robe?"
Himeko explained: "He probably went to clear out the remaining Legion in the Space Station. Don't worry, he's very strong, he'll be fine."
"What's the current situation?" Dan Heng asked in a deep voice.
Asta's expression was somewhat odd: "I don't know why, but just a few minutes ago, the Antimatter Legion's attack frequency suddenly dropped significantly. However... compared to that, the condition of the Staff Members worries me more."
March 7th asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are the casualties severe?"
"No, not that." Asta shook her head, giving a wry smile.
"Compared to physical injuries, the mental impact seems even more terrifying. Many Staff Members, after witnessing your companion's... methods of destroying the Legion, have developed some mental issues and will likely require long-term psychological counseling."
Upon hearing this, the Express Crew members' expressions varied, their faces full of black lines.
March 7th gave two dry laughs: "Actually, Phainonjust dresses a bit like a villain! Who knows, maybe underneath the mask, he's a sunny and cheerful big boy!"
"Staff Member Asta." Himeko pointed to a screen that should have shown the outside of the Space Station, but now only displayed red "no signal" text. "This is..."
"Just now, there was an inexplicable shockwave that damaged the Space Station's external monitoring..."
Asta hadn't finished speaking when a technician interrupted their conversation.
"Monitoring restored! My heavens, what is that?!"
Everyone's gaze was instantly fixated on the main screen.
The moment the image became clear.
The entire cabin section fell silent.
In that deep, desolate cosmic void.
The solitary figure, clad in a black robe and wearing a golden mask, floated silently in the star sea.
And surrounding him was the dense Antimatter Legion!
He was seen slowly raising the Dawnbreaker in his hand.
The next second, he transformed into a dark meteor, plunging into the ocean of destruction!
Silent black fissures flashed through the Legion's formation.
Hundreds of Void Rangers, without even a chance to shriek, were cut in half in absolute silence, disintegrating into dust.
The more he destroyed, the more excited he became.
Everyone could even feel the intense heat radiating from Phainon through the screen!
"Current emotion: Extreme Frenzy!"
"Warning: Emotional threshold has reached 99%!"
...Inside the Space Station.
"He... he's fighting an entire Legion by himself?!" Asta covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
March 7th's voice trembled: "How did Phainon get outside the Space Station?!"
"He's not fighting."
Dan Heng stared intently at the screen, speaking slowly, his voice more solemn than ever before.
This unreserved, all-consuming madness inevitably brought back some long-buried memories for him.
"Although I don't want to admit it, he's enjoying the process."
Stelle stared blankly at the figure, her mind a blank.
The person who had stood in front of her not long ago, saying he would protect her in a gentle voice.
Now, he resembled the embodiment of "Destruction" more than any monster she had ever seen.
Himeko's expression became completely serious. She murmured to herself, as if speaking to everyone, and yet also to herself.
"This can no longer be called madness... This is destruction purer and more extreme than the Antimatter Legion."
Just then.
A terrifying, suffocatingly massive shadow swept across the screen.
From the depths of the utter darkness of the universe, it slowly emerged.
A creation of an Aeon, forged from the fragments of the Twilight Beast as their base, and fueled by the myriad grievances of the "War Forge"—
The "Doomsday Beast."
The entanglement of vengeful spirits transformed into tangible giant hands, the shadow of ancient disasters solidified into a long tail that veiled the heavens.
At their core, a dark matter engine pulsed with destruction.
"Doomsday Beast!" Asta's face instantly turned pale. She immediately shouted to Himeko and the others,
"I'll find a way to support him! You all leave quickly, it's too dangerous here!"
Himeko instinctively glanced at Stelle, then said, "Go!"
—
However, Phainon on the screen stopped his slaughter.
He slowly raised his head.
Through the cold mask's slits, the Doomsday Beast's ferocious and massive figure was clearly reflected in his pupils.
Phainon covered his mask with one hand, his body uncontrollably bending backward, his chest heaving violently.
That was not fear.
That was the supreme ecstasy of a hunter, seeing a top-tier prey, rising from the depths of his soul!
"Heh heh... heh heh heh..."
"Finally... it's here..."
Beneath the mask, an uncontrollable, frenzied whisper could be heard, audible only to himself.
"One... Core Flame."
"Current emotion: Critical Boiling Point"
"Emotional threshold: 100%!!!"
In an instant, Phainon no longer suppressed anything.
He allowed the monstrous rage in his heart to completely engulf his last vestiges of sanity.
Boom—!
He transformed into a dark meteor, trailing a brilliant tail flame!
And slammed head-on into that colossal Doomsday Beast!