In the dark and cold space of the universe.
A planet that was supposed to be blue in color was shrouded in red clouds due to the war between the creatures living on it.
At this moment, the Death Star that was aimed at this plane-
The fully charged Star Sniper Cannon finally began to pour out the huge amount of energy that had been accumulated for a long time after receiving the launch command from Eight-cloud Ink.
Above a slightly concave circular groove on the surface of the Death Star – Star Sniper Cannon, an unprecedented energy fluctuation suddenly erupted.
A huge blue energy ring spread out in space in a concentric ring with the muzzle of the Star Sniper Cannon, then more and more energy rings appeared.
The radius of the outermost energy ring even exceeded the radius of the Death Star itself, reaching an astonishing 280 kilometers.
These concentric rings formed by the blue energy rings were the energy amplification matrix of the Star Sniper Cannon.
Starting from the innermost ring, the light emitted by the rings became more and more dazzling. The outermost ring even suppressed the light of the sun.
Terrifying energy gushed out in torrents.
White, thick beams of light shot out from the Death Star almost instantly.
Compared to the red planet in front of them, this ray of light was very thin, but the terrifying energy contained in it made all the mechs standing on the moon sound high-energy alarms.
Sound could not be transmitted in a vacuum. Although Liku and those humans could appear on the moon and talk to each other because of Eight-cloud Ink, the situation of the Star Sniper Cannon was strangely quiet.
"Warning, abnormal data-"
In Eight-cloud Ink's mind, Little Star's voice suddenly sounded.
"There are high-energy individual units on the target planet. It is calculated to offset 63.2417869% of the energy of the Star Sniper Cannon. The remaining energy is not enough to penetrate the core of the planet. Mission failed-"
After the mechanical report, Little Star's voice suddenly had a hint of frustration and unwillingness, "Your Majesty, please let me try again."
"Wait, I'll go take a look myself."
Eight-cloud Ink stopped Little Star's plan to launch again, then told the situation to Liku, Einzif, Gilliel, and others.
"Prediction, it's the God of War Artheus."
"It's the lord!"
Artheus?
Eight-cloud Ink nodded. "I'll go and meet him."
After that, Eight-cloud Ink directly pulled open a gap and disappeared.
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"Ma … What happened meow …"
Atop the Fantasy Breed Abonte Heim, the Skywing Breed's big sister, No. 1 Individual Azriel, looked up at the sky in a daze.
There — —
Their incomparably revered Lord, the God of War, Arthas, stood in the air like an indomitable giant.
In the sky, the red mist, which had been oppressive but had not changed much, suddenly trembled.
Although Azriel did not understand what was happening, her instincts told her that behind the Red Mist — outside the sky, something terrible must have appeared.
That uncontrollable chill that surged from the depths of her heart made Azriel subconsciously flap the wings that grew out from under her ribs.
Arthew stood in the sky, his sharp gaze piercing through the red mist.
"So … it's an attack from outer space?"
He raised his clenched fist high, and his surging divine power began to shake the atmosphere.
"Is this the challenge I've been waiting for for countless years?"
"Then let me, the strongest God of War, experience it for myself! Azriel! "
"Here!"
Below, atop Abonte Heim, Azriel, who was standing at the front of all the Skywings, hurriedly replied.
"The enemy — my strongest enemy has appeared!"
"It's from outer space! No matter who it is! I will press forward with indomitable will — everyone, get ready! "
Everyone, get ready. Azriel instantly understood the meaning of this order.
The God of War, the strongest god, the king of all kings — the Lord — all of his power.
He had combined the Skystrike of all the Skywings, which was a part of himself, to unleash an attack that was unparalleled in the world and certain to destroy all gods.
Divine Strike.
"Just what is it … to actually make the Lord unleash Divine Strike …"
Azriel knew very well that once Divine Strike was unleashed, all the Skywings, including the God of War himself, would fall into a weakened state.
However, the Lord's orders could not be disobeyed. The Lord was the strongest king, and she, as well as all the other Skywings, were his servants.
Under the gaze of Artesius's ferocious golden eyes, Azriel felt like she had been struck by lightning as she stood there in a daze, not moving an inch.
Afterward, when she came back to her senses, she felt ashamed of her momentary hesitation, so she loudly shouted, "Skywings!
All Skywings, prepare to use Skystrike! Give all your power to Lord Artesius, meow! "
Noticing that some of the Skywings were trembling from the terrifying energy in the sky, Azriel paused for a moment before shouting once more, "The Lord is the strongest.
"The Lord is the strongest — a being that is unparalleled between heaven and earth! Since that's the case! What are we still afraid of? What are we hesitating for? What are we hesitating for? Meow! "
Hearing Azriel's words, the Skywings finally reacted, flapping their wings and taking flight.
"The Skywings created by the Lord are the strongest embodiment of the one and only king. Offer your wings to the Lord and display your power, meow!"
Although she did not know what they were about to face, or why the Lord would not hesitate to use Skystrike, but …
Azriel believed that the Lord, the God of War Artesius, was the strongest.
Seeing that the Skywings were gradually beginning to unleash the powerful strength hidden within them, Artesius revealed a satisfied smile.
Then, he quietly announced with a voice that shook the world, and this voice instantly spread across the land.
"I, Artesius, am the strongest God of War, a divine species that feeds on hatred, fighting intent, malice, and blood!
"One strike to shatter the heavens, one strike to shatter the earth!
"My 'natural enemy', you've been waiting for a long time!"
All the Skywings gave all their power, Skystrike, to Artesius's raised arm.
The order of the planet was constantly being distorted with his arm as the center.
Artesius muttered, "Quintessence.
"[Spirit Marrow], the foundation of all divine beings … What is my [Spirit Marrow]?"
"Since ancient times, being pulled down from the stage by the weak has been the fate of the strong. I originally thought that my natural enemy would be the cowards that I didn't care about, but I didn't expect that the final outcome would be destruction from beyond the heavens …
"So, what exactly is my 'Spirit Marrow'? Is it the strongest? "
Artesius looked at the Red Mist that was gradually forming a huge vortex because of his power, as well as because of the power from beyond the heavens, and smiled.
"We'll find out soon …"
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