Chapter 243: The World Nearly Shattered!
Earlier, piloting the Vimana, it was as if he were a nuclear bomber.
The attacks from both sides caused mushroom clouds to continuously erupt across the land, a terrifying scene that would be etched in memory forever.
But the current spectacle was something one could never forget, even after death—it was branded into the soul.
The earlier nuclear-like attacks were launched one by one, but now it was as if a pile of nuclear bombs had been stacked and detonated all at once.
The shockwaves from the two were on entirely different levels.
The former could only be described as capable of annihilating humanity, but it could not destroy the world humans inhabited—at most, it would churn the surface of the earth.
The latter, however, seemed not only capable of annihilating humanity but also of truly destroying the world.
So, as the camera switched to a distant view—
"Is... is this a flat world?"
"Not a planet?"
Irina and Le Fay from the parallel world gaped in astonishment, their cute little mouths agape.
The battlefield before them was not a planet but rather a state resembling the ancient concept of a square earth beneath a round heaven.
According to data at the edge of the image, the area of this land was equivalent to the surface area of Earth.
And the explosion's light covered nearly one-tenth of that area.
At the same time, this strike had caused visible cracks to appear across the flat land.
Like a brick, it now bore distinct fissures.
When these cracks were scaled to a landmass the size of Earth's surface, one could imagine how terrifying they were.
As the intense light faded, the camera shifted to the epicenter of the explosion, revealing a scene of apocalyptic destruction.
The earth had been excavated and vaporized, with superheated sand blasted into the sky, turning it into a dark red expanse. Chaotic electrical discharges crackled, and deadly dust began to rain down.
The camera then zoomed in closer to the core, where the situation was even more dire.
A black pillar-like structure appeared at the center. Upon closer inspection, it was not a pillar of light but rather a void from which no light could reflect.
Around this black pillar, numerous floating fragments of shattered rock could be seen.
When the so-called rock fragments were magnified, they were revealed to be chunks of the shattered land, each spanning thousands of meters.
Their suspended state was not due to abnormal gravity in the area.
While gravity might indeed have been disrupted, it was more a result of the high-energy eruption destabilizing space itself, causing the shattered landmasses to become lodged as if floating.
As the explosive energy dissipated further, the scene at the very center became clearer.
At the heart of the explosion, an abyssal chasm had formed, nearly piercing through the land. From this chasm, cracks radiated outwards in all directions.
It was as if someone had taken a chisel and hammered it hard against a brick, nearly piercing through it, and corresponding cracks had formed.
Thus, the gods witnessing this scene briefly felt a sense of suffocation.
"L-Lord Shiva!"
"He'll be fine, right?"
"How could he not be fine? What nonsense are you spouting!!!"
The gods in the Hindu spectator stands were mostly in a state of panic.
As for Shiva's three wives, while they appeared not to believe anything could happen to their husband, the worry on their faces betrayed their true thoughts.
"Don't worry, this level of attack can't take him down!"
"If such power could kill him, he wouldn't be worthy of sitting on the supreme throne of our pantheon!"
"That guy is the God of Destruction—how could he be destroyed by destruction itself!"
A few voices chimed in, causing the gods to turn and stare in surprise. These were the high-ranking beings in their pantheon, second only to Shiva.
If they said so, then of course they should believe it!!!
Looking back at the screen, the human representative—King Gilgamesh—had now appeared in the image. In front of him, several defensive divine artifacts had shattered.
Clearly, even he couldn't avoid being caught in such an explosion, so he had sacrificed numerous defensive artifacts. Even so, he still looked somewhat disheveled.
Less than a meter away from him was what seemed to be an abyss that had pierced through the earth.
Then what about Lord Shiva?
Where was he?
Could he not be seen?
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Gilgamesh leaped backward, but it was too late. A figure shot up from the depths of the abyss and lunged at him, slashing downward.
In an instant, the golden armor protecting the King of Heroes was shattered—no, it was more like it had been sliced apart by a high-energy laser. The flesh it protected was partially severed, and some of his internal organs were scorched away.
If he hadn't dodged completely just now, he would likely have been torn apart.
So, Lord Shiva was indeed still alive, but few gods showed expressions of joyous excitement.
After enduring such an explosion, Shiva's body had become particularly gruesome.
It wasn't that he appeared charred—in fact, Shiva possessed immense resistance to fire and high temperatures.
The terrible state of Shiva's body was purely due to the physical impact of the explosion, as if a layer of skin had been torn off, leaving him drenched in blood.
At the same time, his body seemed slightly bent, as if many bones were broken, and his internal organs were displaced or mangled.
Ah, one of his arms was also missing. The severed area looked as if a candle had burned down to its end.
Now, only his right arm and upper left arm remained functional.
"Hah, it's been a long time since I've been this badly injured. It makes me want to destroy you even more, brat!!!"
"Is that so? You might be the one destroyed by this king first!"
(Tsk tsk) So, watching the God of Destruction opposite him pull out that troublesome chain, Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow slightly before suddenly performing an action that left almost all gods and humans bewildered.
He abruptly thrust one hand into his own chest, his fingers sinking deep into the flesh as if grabbing something.
Was that... his heart?
He suddenly clenched his fist with such force, as if trying to crush his own heart.
Thump-thump~ thump-thump~!
Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump!
That was the sound of a heartbeat, beating abnormally fast, so loud it seemed to echo throughout the entire arena.
No, it wasn't just a semblance—everyone could truly and clearly hear that drum-like heartbeat, resonating like war drums.
In an instant, an indescribable pressure enveloped everyone!
This familiar sensation felt exactly like when Zeus transformed into his ultimate form, [Adamas], and unleashed his overwhelming pressure.