131. "Welcome to Arrival"
It struggled to stand, having just been tempered in the chaos like a burning fire. Its porcelain-like skin had not yet healed, resulting in large patches of deep blue muscles hardening directly in the vacuum, forming a thin blue armor.
Perhaps because it had just been born, its consciousness was muddled, filled with the pain brought by the chaos. It twisted its neck, and after a long while, slowly said:
「...Name.」
「You are not worthy of one yet. Our knowledge is still insufficient. Names are reserved for those with authority.」
The newborn deity raised its head, its silver faceplate reflecting the red-black sun:
「The Abyss promised that every deity warrior who fights for it shall be granted authority and a divine name.」
「Rejection. The war is urgent, 10752. You must immediately head to the Azama-Estefan front to support Oshen, the god of the Deep Water and Sea Beasts.」
The red-black sun spoke emotionlessly:
「You have no choice, newborn god.」
「Going to the frontlines requires adequate training, weapons, authority, and a divine name. Without these, it will affect the war effort.」
10752 insisted:
「The Abyss needs victory. There are dead everywhere. Purely throwing oneself into death is meaningless for victory.」
「This is incorrect. The Abyss commands you to die. Go quickly.」
The newborn deity stubbornly replied: 「Dying now is inefficient and will only waste the Abyss' resources.」
「You have no choice.」 The red-black sun spoke mechanically: 「Even if it's inefficient, as long as it's an order from the Abyss, it's correct. I am merely the messenger.」
「10752, the Abyss commands you to go and die.」
Before 10752 could argue further, the red-black sun had already extended countless tendrils, one of which wrapped around 10752′s waist, pulling it swiftly into the stars.
「Haynes headquarters, split off a timeline, send one deity warrior to Azama-Estefan.」
10752 did not resist. Rationally speaking, no deity could resist the power of the Temporal Tree of Gallet; just extending one tendril could create a new timeline.
It simply turned its head, gazing at a place it had never stayed in for even a second but was destined to protect.
It was an ocean of dreams, unlike the chaotic, fiery wildness.
Rationally speaking, it could be considered the epitome of beauty.
A tendril stretched out, piercing through the dimensions of the universe, successfully constructing a timeline. Then, 10752 was untied, and without a word, it picked up a battered, secondhand longsword from the ground, walking along the timeline.
Without emotion, it observed the historical fragments along the way, each moment nearby, seeing fellow deities fall under the overwhelming power of the Ruinous Ones, unable to resist, crushed and trampled.
They were dying, executing the will of the Abyss.
Dying.
They threw themselves onto the battlefield without sufficient combat power, merely relying on their primal instincts to fight and perish against the invaders.
10752 didn't know what emotion it felt while witnessing its kin's deaths. There was no sadness, nor was there anger. It simply coldly recorded the causes of their deaths, the duration they withstood the invaders' attacks, and which deities lasted longer.
This timeline spanned 200 years, and it walked for 200 years, reaching the end of the line.
Azama-Estefan (meaning: Sweet Homeland).
Pop.
Like the sound of a bursting bubble, 10752 instantly fell into the stars, where meteoric fragments, intertwined with divine power, spread intensely across the space battlefield.
「Leviathan is calling us!」
The cosmos tore open a long, narrow wound. The pitch-black universe was instantly lit by dazzling brilliance, a massive dragon chased by light, tearing through the stars with a majestic phantom. Occasionally it paused, revealing the delicate and gorgeous contours of an androgynous beauty.
「Dragons, break through Haynes. Make the entire universe our new feast!」
The platinum-haired beauty spread their arms wide, lighting up the entire starfield like daylight, paralyzing everything in its brightness. Countless dragons leaped in, engaging the celestial warriors in fierce battle. With a single utterance, their words transformed into magic thunder and flame. The newborn deities were no match, torn apart in a few blows, their bodies shattered by a whip of a dragon's tail.
「Another timeline has been established—excellent! My children, take the timeline and warp to Haynes!」
Even without wings, the majestic celestial dragons were imposing enough to look down upon the stars. Their enormous hands could block out the sun, and their hydrogen fusion cores erupted with brilliant azure radiance. Led by the platinum-haired beauty, they launched galaxy-spanning artillery fire.
「Bright Dragon, you and your offspring—shall not pass!」
Smash!
A ferocious warhammer slammed into the void, shattering spacetime like broken glass. Grudge-filled seawater flooded the Milky Way, corroding the tough bones and scales of the dragons, stirring a tsunami across the starry sky. Ferocious aquatic beasts broke free from the hateful sea, clawing at the stellar dragons launching attacks, dragging them into the vengeful deep sea.
The Milky Way hung upside down, floods raging. From the sea of grudge emerged a towering figure, its octopus-like body adorned with starfish and crustaceans. Its purple-black porcelain skin was cracked like an undersea volcano, spewing molten lava. The figure was so enormous that it had to steady itself with one hand on the sun, slowly dragging its body out of the vengeful sea.
「Oshen, finally couldn't resist taking action?」 The Bright Dragon smiled faintly, twirling her platinum hair with her fingers, her expression even more radiant.
「The Abyss never stops.」
Oshen slowly raised the warhammer, twisting its thousands of limbs into a single fist. From the depths of the sea, it lifted a trident. Facing the Bright Dragon's taunts, it showed no fear, charging bravely forward.
In the distant future, Oshen's posture would be observed and named the Pearl Sea Constellation.
Wugaa—
A dragon affected by the collision flew backward, crashing onto a planet. The violent impact pierced straight through, its body half-destroyed by the molten iron of the stellar core, eventually crashing beside 10752, resting upon a meteorite.
Almost at the same moment, 10752 locked eyes with the half-burned dragon.
「Sky, sun, power!」
The dragon roared, its massive, injured body quickly shrinking, reverting to a draconic humanoid sub-species. Its injuries faded, and it lunged at 10752 with twin bone blades drawn.
10752 nodded, lowered its stance, hiding the sword behind its body, the tip touching the ground. As the dragon lunged and the intense scent of sulfur hit its senses, it spun and swung the sword.
Clang!
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