Rumble!
At this very moment, the entire 10th Galaxy seemed on the verge of collapse, and space began to shatter inch by inch.
"It's here! So fast!"
A cold light flashed in King's eyes. Having just devoured a God's body, his strength had recovered by more than half.
If it were just one God, he would be quite confident in dealing with it, but he could feel no fewer than five terrifying auras looming outside the galaxy.
"No, we have to leave here first."
King knew the situation was urgent. They had to leave the 10th Galaxy immediately. However, for some reason, the Gods outside the galaxy did not launch an attack immediately, they seemed to be waiting for something.
"Cough, cough!"
Just then, a faint sound came, and King was overjoyed.
"Blast, you're awake."
Blast's awakening was quite timely. As long as he was there, everyone could successfully return to Earth. Now that the Gods had been dealt with and Garou had returned, it was time to go back.
"You are... King?!" Blast slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing that came into view was a familiar face, with three scars revealing the identity of the person before him.
Hero Association S-Class Rank 7, King, known as the strongest man on Earth.
"You actually survived..."
Blast didn't even have time to think about how he had escaped alive. Instead, he was more shocked by how King had escaped from the black hole.
"The most urgent matter now is not to study how I survived, we need to hurry and leave."
King curled his lip.
Were the curiosities of these Dimensional experts always this intense? It was just a black hole, what was the big deal?
"So what is the situation now?"
Blast felt the surging power in his body and knew it was King who had saved him, so he slowly sat up.
"Reinforcements from the Gods have surrounded the 10th Galaxy, we must evacuate immediately." King said truthfully.
If it were anyone else, he might not have held out hope, but Blast was an expert who had spent years traversing different dimensions to fight against the Gods. His control over Dimensional Power was definitely among the best. With the two of them working together, plus the assistance of 101, escaping from the 10th Galaxy shouldn't be a problem.
"Reinforcements?" Blast was slightly stunned.
He remembered that the biggest enemy behind this battle was the God of the 18th Galaxy. Why had reinforcements arrived now?
One had to know that cooperation between Gods was merely a combination of interests. How could a mere 10th Galaxy attract so many Gods for no reason?
"I forgot to tell you, a total of three Gods, including those from the 10th Galaxy and the 18th Galaxy have been slain by me. The Gods outside now must have arrived from other galaxies." King's expression was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"Slain... three Gods?!" Blast looked stunned.
They traversed different dimensions, fighting against Gods across countless planes and galaxies. But never mind slaying three Gods in a row, even with all their might, they had never managed to slay even one to this day.
Most of their time was spent on expulsion, relocation, and rescue work. Although they also fought the Gods head-on, the bodies of the Gods were composed of parts of the universe, so even if they suffered heavy damage, it was very difficult to completely eliminate them.
Yet now, King was claiming to have slain three Gods in succession, it sounded like a joke.
If anyone else had said this, Blast would have laughed it off, but now it came from the mouth of this legendary man before him.
"As expected of you, King."
After a moment, a smile appeared on Blast's lips. He finally understood what Sitch had said.
'It's great that King is on our side.'
"The most urgent matter now is how to get out. I'm afraid the space around the 10th Galaxy has already been sealed off. Blast, do you have a way to return to Earth?" King was full of anticipation.
Since he left Earth, slaying domain lords and warring against Gods, every enemy he faced had been countless times stronger than the last. He even missed the little Dragon-level cuties on Earth. He wondered what the disaster situation in each city was like now.
To what extent had the strength of Psykos and Sweet Mask grown? And what about Mumen Rider, who was learning from Bang? Did he truly have the strength to be a hero now?
'I wonder how the old man is doing, and if everyone at the dojo is alright?' Garou recalled silently.
His master, Bang, had given so much for his good-for-nothing disciple.
"If we join forces, we can give it a try."
Blast's power was rapidly recovering. For experts like them who frequently battled in different dimensions, their recovery abilities were extremely great.
"By the way, are there any other races here?"
Blast suddenly asked.
He had just remembered that if they left directly, the Gods outside would certainly not spare the other races of the 10th Galaxy.
"Previously, Boros had already transferred all members of the Brave Association, and some races had voluntarily followed the transfer. The ones remaining now are those who were unwilling to leave their ancestral lands."
"No, once we leave, the Gods will definitely destroy the 10th Galaxy. We must take everyone with us." Blast shook his head.
King frowned. If it were just the few of them, they could escape easily. But if they wanted to take all the remaining races of the 10th Galaxy right under the noses of several Gods, it would be a bit of a fantasy.
If the Gods discovered their intentions, they would likely destroy the entire galaxy directly, and everyone would be buried with it.
"What they want is nothing more than God's body. Our leaving might not necessarily be a bad thing. Even destroying the entire galaxy wouldn't benefit them. These races still have a chance of surviving if they stay." King had to suggest tactfully.
Blast's proposal was simply impossible to implement.
"This... alright, but we still need to explain things to the natives." Blast slowly exhaled.
He had spent years traversing various dimensional planes and had seen enough partings and deaths, so he didn't insist further.
"This..."
King hesitated. He knew that if they got involved with the natives, given Blast's personality, it would definitely lead to complications.
Hum!
At this moment, a massive psychic power swept across the entire 10th Galaxy, and the words of the Gods rang out in everyone's minds.
"You ants, daring to resist the will of the Gods. Now, I give you two choices."
"First, hand over the Blasphemer and the Divine body within one hour. Second, the 10th Galaxy will be annihilated, and you will all be buried with it."
"Damn it."
King thought it was bad. Sure enough, Blast's expression changed abruptly.
However, before anyone could react, countless figures had already surged outside the church.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
Rover barked wildly at the outside of the church.
At this moment, almost all the remaining races of the 10th Galaxy had arrived.
"Damn Blasphemer, it's all your fault for angering the Gods! If you're sensible, cripple yourself and go plead guilty before the Gods!"