"Look, he's there!"
Everyone had arrived on the platform.
March 7th, being an archer, had vision far beyond ordinary people and immediately spotted Phainon.
Following her direction, everyone looked but could only see a barely perceptible black dot.
The next moment, that black dot moved.
Without warning.
A starlight tore through the tranquil universe, crashing into the massive body of the Doomsday Beast!
Boom—
In the silent universe, a storm exploded.
A visible shockwave raged, making the clothes of everyone on the platform whip wildly, almost unable to open their eyes.
When everything settled.
The Doomsday Beast, as if struck by a planet, uncontrollably tumbled and flew off to one side!
This scene left everyone on the platform wide-eyed and stunned.
Himeko murmured, "Our assessment of his strength… was wildly off!"
...In the sea of stars.
Phainon was unmoved by the erosion of imaginary energy.
He looked at the Doomsday Beast, which had barely managed to stabilize itself nearby, and the corner of his mouth under the mask curled into a mad arc.
Two completely different, yet equally frantic laughs, overlapped and squeezed out from deep within his throat.
"Heh heh… heh heh…"
"Hahaha… hahaha…"
He didn't use any flashy moves, but simply, again and again, charged headlong into the Doomsday Beast.
The Doomsday Beast's proud, sturdy shell was as brittle as rotten wood before him.
This was not a battle at all.
This was a one-sided slaughter.
Finally, Phainon reached the core of the Doomsday Beast—the dark matter engine.
The edges of his robe were already spontaneously combusting, unable to contain the boiling power within his body.
He slowly raised the Dawnbreaker in his hand, preparing to grant this "god-made object" their final end.
"Heh heh… heh heh…"
"Hahahaha… hahaha…"
Just as he was about to swing his sword, a strange laugh, full of endless mockery and joy, exploded again.
"Hahahaha… hahaha…"
This isn't my laugh?!
Who is it?
Phainon's movements froze for a moment.
Amidst the anger and killing intent, for the first time, a feeling not his own—confusion—emerged.
And in the gambit between gods, a single instant is enough to change everything.
In this one-ten-thousandth of a second of daze.
The Doomsday Beast seized this sole opportunity, their horn on their head gathering world-destroying energy, and a black laser, piercing through the void, shot out with immense force!
The laser grazed Phainon's body as it passed.
Phainon realized then that the Doomsday Beast's target was the platform!
"March!"
March 7th stared at the light heading towards her, momentarily frozen in place.
"Be careful!"
Her star pupils contracted sharply, in the instant that beam was about to swallow everything.
She didn't hesitate for a moment, spreading her arms and resolutely blocking in front of March 7th.
Phainon, having snapped back to reality, looked at the selfless gray-white figure.
The hero in his heart!
The rationality belonging to his past life temporarily returned to his sea of consciousness.
He immediately tore open the space in front of him, his figure vanishing like a ghost.
The next moment, Phainon had already appeared in front of the female character.
Without a word, he tightly embraced her, using his back to meet the energy torrent.
Boom!!!
The scorching energy seemed to incinerate even the soul.
And the energy of the Doomsday Beast resonated violently with the Stellaron within the female character!
The double scorching almost ignited him completely from the inside out.
But his arms, embracing the female character, remained motionless, not loosening in the slightest.
A dazzling white light flashed.
When the female character slowly opened her eyes, she found herself floating above a dreamlike galaxy.
She slowly raised her gaze.
She saw a magnificent figure that defied description.
He merely watched silently, his gaze falling, enough to freeze time and make laws wail.
His very existence was the definition of "destruction."
The female character murmured, "What is this…?"
"Nanook!!!"
A hoarse, frantic, maddened roar provided the answer.
Phainon had appeared beside her at some point.
Phainon stared intently at the lofty figure, no longer able to suppress the raging inferno that could incinerate the sea of stars.
"Even if my reason turns to charcoal with my body, I will remember my mission…"
He took a step towards Nanook.
As he stepped forward, it was as if a staircase made of countless Golden Descendantss appeared beneath his feet, leading upwards, directly to the divine throne.
[Current ignitable Core Flames: 496]
[Current Emotion: Madness]
[Warning! Warning! Emotional threshold breaking critical limit!]
[101%... 102%...]
Memories of eternal reincarnation, accompanying his steps, gradually emerged.
"So that demon, all aflame, was fantasizing about becoming the 'Deliverer' all along!"
A hint of sarcasm was mixed with the "Thief's" anger.
[Emotional Threshold: 150%]
"Deliverer… I wish you… eternal victory."
The warrior's dying wish echoed.
[Emotional Threshold: 200%]
"Wake up, lost one, see the fire in the darkness, it is not…"
"But how will the seeds of the new world… take root and sprout?"
The voice of his close friend was incessant.
[Emotional Threshold: 500%]
"Hahahaha… hahahaha…"
"Hahahaha… hahahaha…"
The two laughs overlapped again, indistinguishable as to who was cackling madly.
Phainon's body trembled violently, and he suddenly took another step forward, continuing to ascend the god-slaying staircase.
First step—
The temperature around him rapidly soared, and space itself warped from the intense heat.
Second step—
He raised his hand and forcefully tore off the golden metal mask from his face! The mask was stuck to his flesh, ripping off a large piece of charred skin, but he no longer felt pain, only a mad smile.
Third step—
He plunged his right hand forcefully into his own chest, then yanked it out suddenly! What gushed forth was not blood, but… rage, enough to incinerate gods!
Fourth step—
The flames completely consumed and ignited him.
[Emotional Threshold: 1000%]
[Warning! Warning! System… about to… crash!]
The next moment, Phainon raised the Dawnbreaker with both hands, transforming into a burning comet, and leaped towards the god.
"Nanook!"
"I bring you… 'Destruction'!!!"
At the same time.
In Nanook's golden pupils, there seemed to be a slight tremor.
His gaze finally fell upon this moth that dared to rush towards the blazing sun.