At the same time, Tatsumaki gritted her teeth, her green Telekinesis no longer attempting to directly attack the God, but instead transforming into a gentle pushing force, quietly enveloping Allen: "Idiot… don't die!"
Bang, with his hips lowered, immediately shouted loudly: "Child, be careful!"
Metal Bat pointed his broken bat towards the sky: "Allen! Go!"
Tanktop Master roared, flexing his muscles.
Genos' mechanical eyes glowed to their utmost: "Senior!"
Even Saitama clenched his fists, his gaze serious.
Countless subtle beliefs and supports, originating from different factions, seemed to penetrate the God's domain at this moment, converging upon Allen.
Allen's body trembled slightly; he felt it.
It wasn't an increase in strength, but a sense of clarity and determination.
The instant before the destructive energy condensed by the God was about to erupt!
Allen's figure suddenly blurred, as if appearing in countless locations simultaneously, dodging the energy lock.
The next second, he appeared directly above the energy figure!
The unique Meteor Burst mode of Ultimate Sun Being activated, barely allowing him to see a tiny, constantly shifting core at the heart of the blurry energy body.
That was the key to this projection.
All his power, without reservation, condensed onto his right fist. The dark red energy was highly compressed, even emitting a dangerous, inky black color, and the space around his fist shattered inch by inch.
Everything, everything, converged into this one strike!
"God?"
Allen's cold voice, like a declaration, echoed between the silent sky and earth.
"Nothing more than that."
The fist, crashed down!
Striking the constantly shifting core directly.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only a faint, crisp sound, like glass shattering.
Immediately after, the blurry energy figure stiffened abruptly, and then, starting from its core, countless cracks spread, quickly covering its entire body.
Then, like a broken mirror, it silently disintegrated and dissipated, transforming into the purest specks of light, merging back into the dark vortex that had begun to violently shake and become unstable.
The giant eye in the sky emitted one last indifferent, yet seemingly containing a hint of shock and anger, emotional fluctuation, and then completely closed and vanished.
The massive dark vortex, deprived of its support, began to frantically collapse inward, finally shrinking into an extremely tiny black dot, which then abruptly disappeared.
As if it had never appeared.
Only the faint spatial cracks remaining in the sky, and the devastated landscape on the ground, attested to the reality of that world-shaking battle.
Sunlight once again fell, illuminating the silent battlefield.
Allen slowly descended from the sky, his dark red aura gradually receding. His face was slightly pale, and his breathing was a little ragged, but his posture remained upright.
He looked up, his crimson eyes gazing at the place where the God had disappeared, his gaze profound.
The entire scene was silent.
Neither Heroes nor Monster could recover from the shock for a long time.
God-killing! They had just witnessed a battle of god-killing!
And the one who accomplished all this was the former S-Class Hero, now the King of the Monster Association, who had been deemed a traitor and was wanted.
Allen slowly landed in the center of the chaotic battlefield, his dark red aura completely withdrawn into his body.
His breathing was slightly ragged, and his face was somewhat pale. The continuous high-intensity output, especially that final strike which condensed all his power and precisely shattered the God's projection core, had consumed an enormous amount of energy.
But he stood ramrod straight, his crimson eyes still sharp, scanning his surroundings.
Silence.
Both Heroes and Monster were still in extreme shock and bewilderment.
They had just witnessed an almost mythical scene: a "human," with his own strength, repelled, and perhaps even killed, an existence from an unknown dimension, exuding a despair-inducing pressure.
Black Sperm's countless small heads stopped whispering, and the individual he had formed froze in place. Gouketsu's four eyes, previously filled with ferocity, were replaced by awe, and he slightly lowered his head.
Centipede Elder's massive body lay quietly on the ground, its broken carapace trembling slightly. Hellfire Flame's surrounding flames dimmed a few shades, and Gale Wind stood silently to the side.
Further away, Gums let out uneasy gurgles, Pochy's tail drooped, Ugly President's wide grin closed, and King Orochi wiped non-existent sweat from his face, glad that he had given in in time after feeling Allen's power, otherwise he would be ash by now.
All the Monster executives gazed at their King with a new look, filled with both fear and fanaticism.
The Heroes were the same. Bang slowly retracted his Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist stance, his aged face filled with complexity: shock, confusion, and an indescribable hint of worry.
Atomic Samurai's famous sword had been sheathed at some point; he subconsciously reached for a toothpick, but found his fingers trembling.
Flash's figure solidified. Although his expression was calm, his tense body revealed his inner turmoil.
Superalloy Darkshine's bronze skin even exuded fine beads of sweat. Child Emperor's computer screen still flickered with garbled code; he stood with his mouth open, speechless for a long time. Genos' mechanical eyes frantically recorded everything, his processor almost overloaded.
Tatsumaki floated in mid-air, her green hair disheveled. She looked at Allen's slightly pale profile, her lips moved, but in the end, she just pressed them tightly together, complex emotions swirling in her emerald eyes.
There was worry, fear, a hint of pride, but more than that, a sense of exasperation and bewilderment at being kept in the dark. Had he… been facing something like this all along?
Saitama scratched his bald head, looked at the silent crowd around him, then at Allen who had landed, and broke the silence: "Uh, is it over? What was that eye? A new Monster?" His questions were simple and direct, yet they voiced the great confusion in everyone's hearts.
Genos immediately replied: "Teacher, based on energy characteristics and manifestation, that was not any known Monster or esper. Its form of existence is closer to the projection of some higher-dimensional life form. Senior Allen seems to have known of its existence for a long time, and the goal of this operation was very likely it."
Everyone's gaze once again focused on Allen, awaiting his answer.
Allen took a deep breath, calming the surging qi and energy within him. Just as he was about to speak, his pupils suddenly constricted to their utmost!
A pressure far more terrifying, more profound, and more suffocating than before descended without warning.
Above the full moon, a figure stood. It had no specific face, yet it exuded an indescribable majesty and mystery. Its body was woven from twisted, withered vines and decayed woody fibers, its surface covered in grooves and wrinkles. Shades of dark brown and dark green intertwined, with a faint, decaying gray, as if carrying endless rot and desolation.
It stood there silently, seemingly looking down at Earth. The aura emanating from its body plunged the entire world into a nearly stagnant silence, as if time itself had slowed its pace due to its presence.
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