Elias's raw, agonizing scream tore through the Moving Planet, echoing across the battlefield.
The sound paralyzed everyone in the vicinity—both enemy and allies.
"I'm gonna kill you!" he screamed, his voice cracking with pure, unadulterated hatred.
In a fraction of a second, his skin turned an ashen, dark complexion as flame-like golden hair erupted from his head. A glowing, rune-inscribed golden halo materialized, spiraling dynamically around his body as his golden eyes burned with absolute hatred.
He didn't think. He didn't plan. Elias lunged straight for Malkor, rushing toward the conqueror at a speed that shattered the ground beneath him.
Malkor didn't flinch. He simply pulled his right hand back, his expression cold and bored.
As Elias closed the distance, Malkor drove his palm straight into Elias's chest with terrifying force.
"Zone out," Malkor said quietly.
*BOOOM—!*
The shockwave from the strike didn't just hit Elias—it tore through the entire Moving Planet, causing the massive -planet to groan and shudder.
Elias's eyes instantly rolled back into his head.
The sheer force out of the moving planet straight into the freezing void of deep space.
"Your number one weakness," Malkor said, his golden eyes cold. "You can't adapt to what you don't understand."
He turned his back on the empty void, looking down at the remaining, battered army standing in the battle field.
"Looks like I've won," Malkor said, his voice echoing over the silent battlefield. "Two hours till Earth is gone."
"Elias...!" Renji yelled, his star eyes glowing furiously as the three iris rings spun within his pupils.
"Don't let him catch his breath!" Captain Reid Gideon Swallow shouted. Even with both of his arms severed from his previous fight against one of the children of Malkor, Reid stood at the front, his blood-soaked coat floating slightly as he manipulated the vectors of the air around his boots to launch himself forward.
Alongside Reid, Vice-Captain Kylo moved in tandem.
Kylo copied Reid's vector force, using it to launch himself like a bullet toward Malkor's left flank.
Malkor didn't move a single step.
He altered the concepts of speed and applied a time lag across the room.
Reid and Kylo reached out, but suddenly, their bodies felt like they were moving through thick, frozen tar.
The physical reality of their speed was stripped away, delayed by a three-second lag.
Malkor casually stepped around Kylo's strike, grabbed Kylo by the back of his neck, and slammed his head directly into Reid's face.
The sickening crunch of bone echoed out as both men tumbled across the metal floor.
"Get off him!" Captain Lady Ness screamed, controlling green parasites that erupted from her skin, shooting forward like living tendrils to swarm Malkor's legs.
Beside her, Vice-Captain Tessa Sol manipulated razor-sharp crimson threads through the air, weaving an inescapable web around Malkor's neck and limbs.
Malkor didn't even try to dodge.
The moment the threads and parasites touched his skin, the concept of their sharpness was erased, turning them into harmless, limp strands.
Malkor pulled on the crimson threads, dragging Tessa Sol off her feet.
He spun her around and threw her straight into Lady Ness, sending both women crashing through a pillar.
"Now! Vice-Captain JJ, roll!" shouted Captain Lenny D Mic.
Lenny opened his mouth and unleashed a roaring battle cry, solidifying the sound waves into massive, transparent glass-like spears that rained down on Malkor from above.
Beside him, JJ rolled his dice. A massive wave of freezing ice suddenly erupted from JJ's hands, combining with Lenny's solid sound spears.
Malkor looked up at the ice and sound spears.
He applied a time lag to the incoming attack.
The spears instantly froze mid-air, floating harmlessly for three seconds.
Malkor casually stepped through the gap, appeared directly in front of Lenny, and drove a swift knee into his chest, shattering his ribs.
He then swept JJ's legs out from under him, stomping his foot onto JJ's chest to pin him to the floor.
Vice-Captain Alina Icter conjured a false, dark night sky across the ceiling that rained down shimmering, crystalline star shards.
As the shards touched Malkor, he felt a momentary flicker of confusion as his focus slipped.
Captain Torin Kez seized the opening, summoning a colossal, six-legged armored beast.
The beast slammed its massive fists down on Malkor.
At the exact same time, Captain Shadow emerged directly from Malkor's shadow, holding a pair of jet-black daggers aimed at his throat, while Vice-Captain Dr. D manipulated the atoms in the air, creating a massive, blinding firestorm around Malkor.
*BOOOOOM—!*
The pillar of fire and crushing kinetic force swept through the plaza.
But as the smoke cleared, Malkor was standing entirely untouched. He had delayed the concept of the firestorm's explosion, letting it detonate behind him in space-time rather than on his skin.
Malkor swiped his arm. The shockwave scattered Dr. D's firestorm, knocked Captain Shadow out of his stealth, and split Torin's beast completely in half.
"Is this the absolute limit of humanity's finest?" Malkor asked, his voice dripping with bored disappointment.
"We aren't done!" Captain Zarek Solis roared. A glowing, golden "X" mark flickered onto Malkor's shoulder.
Zarek drew his sword and lunged.
Beside him, Vice-Captain Zorin Lyx glitched his body, flickering erratically out of frame as he sprinted to flank Malkor.
Malkor looked down at the "X" on his shoulder. He narrowed his eyes then The golden "X" shattered like fragile glass.
Before Zarek could process it, Malkor glided forward, grabbed Zarek's sword arm, snapped it at the elbow, and drove a palm strike straight into his chin.
Zorin glitched behind Malkor, but Malkor caught him mid-phase by applying a time lag to his movement, forcing Zorin back into physical reality before driving him head-first into the metal floor.
"Get out of the way!" Mikasa shouted, stepping forward as she summoned a high-tech railgun, three giant broadswords, and a set of heavy spiked flails, launching all the weapons toward Malkor in a lethal storm of iron.
Jaxen moved beside her, throwing massive bolts of yellow lightning that coiled around Mikasa's weapons, accelerating them to hypersonic speeds.
Kealen threw massive waves of fire, turning the storm of weapons into a flaming inferno.
Rock slammed his hands onto the ground, manipulating the metal of the space ships and shaping them into giant, spike-covered fists that closed in on Malkor from both sides.
Vela sprinted right behind the barrage, reaching out her hands to absorb any energy Malkor tried to emit to block the attack.
Malkor didn't even raise his hands. He simply stretched out his aura and applied a massive, localized time lag across the entire frontline.
Mikasa's weapons, Jaxen's lightning, Kealen's fire, and Rock's metal fists instantly slowed down to an absolute crawl, hanging uselessly in the air.
Vela's hands reached out to absorb his energy, but because of the time lag, the energy she was trying to touch hadn't even arrived yet.
Malkor walked casually through the frozen storm of attacks.
He struck Kealen across the jaw, kicking him into Rock. He grabbed Jaxen's arm, threw him into Mikasa, and finished by driving a heavy palm strike into Vela's abdomen, sending her tumbling uselessly across the ground.
Within minutes, the entire frontline was broken. Dozens of captains, vice-captains, and elite warriors lay battered, bleeding, and unconscious across the ruined floor of the Moving Planet.
Only one man remained standing in front of Malkor.
Renji stepped forward, his star eyes glowing with a blinding, terrifying blue light as he activated them to their absolute limit.
The three rings inside his pupils spun frantically, allowing him to x-ray Malkor's body, see his hidden weaknesses, and predict his exact movements seconds before they happened.
"I'm going to take your head, Malkor!" Renji shouted.
Renji lunged. He ducked under a predicted strike, his body twisting in mid-air as he threw a rapid jab toward Malkor's chin.
Malkor tried to apply a time lag to Renji's left leg, but Renji's star eyes had already predicted the spatial shift.
Renji canceled his own momentum, plant-stepping off the floor to jump over the lagged area, and threw a devastating right hook straight toward Malkor's temple.
*BANG!*
Renji's fist struck Malkor directly in the side of his face, drawing a thin line of golden blood from the conqueror's lip.
Malkor's eyes widened slightly. He spun around, throwing a lethal horizontal palm strike aimed at Renji's throat.
Renji saw the strike coming beforehand.
He leaned back, letting the edge of Malkor's hand graze past his nose, and countered with a swift kick to Malkor's kneecap, hitting the exact weak point his eyes had spotted.
*CRACK!*
Malkor's knee buckled slightly. Renji didn't waste a single millisecond. He closed the distance, throwing a brutal five-hit combination—jaw, ribs, solar plexus, liver, and throat.
Every strike landed with crisp perfection, forcing the conqueror back three steps.
"Impressive," Malkor growled, his eyes narrowing into cold slits. "You truly can see through my movements. But seeing them isn't enough if you can't match the reality of my power."
Malkor suddenly expanded his aura even more the. He's speed increased and he became faster.
Renji eyes predicted the right hook but Malkor was to fast has renji was about to dodge it he switched to a left hook hitting renji and sending him Feets away.
"What—?!" Renji gasped,
*BANG!*
Malkor drove his fist straight into Renji's ribs. The impact shattered Renji's side, sending him sliding fifty feet across the metallic floorboards. Blood poured from Renji's mouth as.
Renji tried to force himself up, his fingers digging into the floor, but his body completely gave out. He collapsed onto his side, gasping for air as his vision faded into black.
Silence descended over the central plaza.
Malkor stood alone amid the sea of fallen heroes. Broken armor, shattered weapons, and bleeding bodies covered the floor of the Moving Planet.
"Extremely disappointing," Malkor said, "You struggled well, but the result was always absolute."
*Step.*
*Step.*
A soft, trembling sound echoed from the far side of the battle field.
Malkor stopped. He slowly turned his head back.
Through the rising smoke and ash, Captain Drakye Void was dragging himself up from the debris. His clothes were completely shredded, blood was dripping heavily from his forehead into his eyes, and his legs were trembling so violently he could barely hold his weight.
He manipulated the air weakly around his trembling hands, creating thin, chaotic gusts of wind around his boots.
"I'm... not done... yet..." Drakye growled, wiping the blood from his eyes as he took a ragg
ed, painful step forward. "As long as... I can still breathe... Earth... isn't yours to destroy!"