Chapter 604 - 557: The Colorful Insect’s Great Accomplishment

"Bertutan."

"What’s so special about destroying a Teleportation Vortex? I could crush thousands of ancient structures like that with a single hand!"

"Destroying a planet,"

"now that’s a true display of power."

A smirk curved Shi Ming’s lips.

The Sword in the Stone in his hand glowed brilliantly.

As the dragon’s breath poured out, carving an abyss and destroying the Teleportation Vortex, the Sword in the Stone had already slashed downward. The blade, so powerful it was wreathed in spatial turbulence and storms, pierced through the dragon’s body. It tore through the different spatial planes of its nearly three-hundred-thousand-kilometer frame without pause, surging onward to strike the solid ground beneath its feet.

The target was never the dragon’s illusory body, which shifted between real and unreal.

It was the earth beneath its feet.

...

That single strike contained seventy percent of his power.

The Divine Satellite first split open, forming a terrifying abyss. Then, the abyss began to collapse and spread uncontrollably, like a wildfire across a prairie, carving an ever-deepening chasm.

The Divine Satellite’s stability was far inferior to that of the Primordial Star.

In the past, thirty percent of Shi Ming’s power was enough to carve an abyss on the Primordial Star comparable to the Abyss of the End. Now, with seventy percent of his power, amplified by his forty million points of Spiritual Power, he could shatter this Divine Satellite, breaking it in two before it completely disintegrated.

One sword strike,

enough to shatter a star.

The Dragon of the Void was enormous. Even though the power of ’the Void’ scattered its body and weak points, it was inevitably caught in the Sword in the Stone’s attack. However, the blow wasn’t fatal. What truly troubled Bertutan was his inability to skillfully maneuver the massive dragon corpse as he would a two- or three-meter body. Having lost the support beneath its claws, the body, weighing hundreds of thousands of cosmic units, was left anchorless. It floated amidst the shattered remains of the satellite, a comical and chaotic sight.

It was a corpse to begin with.

HUFF.

Shi Ming sheathed his sword.

The attack had consumed a vast amount of energy. Golden secret patterns flared across his body as he activated the Time Giant’s "Past Day’s Recurrence" and "Gold and Silver Era," borrowing new power from his future and past selves to replenish his spent Spiritual Power.

"Bertutan, your dragon corpse is immense, and its body shifts between real and unreal."

"My attacks might hit nothing but air."

"But now, without a fulcrum, how can you skillfully leverage its immense energy?"

Give me a fulcrum, and I shall move a star.

Without a fulcrum, a three-hundred-thousand-kilometer body is nothing but a burden! Besides, this dragon’s body doesn’t even belong to Bertutan; it’s merely borrowed power. Just like the name ’the Void,’ it’s empty, false, and shatters with a single poke.

...

...

...

Amonev felt as though her entire perception of power had been reshaped in a single day.

’I mean...’

’How did these former colleagues, these juniors, get so strong? Wasn’t the "New God" level supposed to be the limit in the Star Sea? As the master of "the Hidden," how are there so many people in the Star Sea who are even better at hiding than I am?’

One of them wields a power that blasphemes the gods and shatters stars,

and the other is even more ridiculous, shattering a Divine Satellite with a single sword strike?

Their displays of power made her feel like a caveman.

...

The massive dragon’s body was off-balance, and Bertutan’s control over its power was still very poor.

A lack of experience on the first try is understandable, but in such a crucial battle, any unexpected, major flaw could be fatal—especially when his opponent was someone like Shi Ming, an expert at finding weaknesses and who possessed formidable trump cards of his own!

Kick him while he’s down,

and go for the kill!

The Dragon of the Void and the Time Giant faced each other from a distance. The difference in their sizes was immense, but at this level of power, the act of battle remained unchanged, even if it were a planet fighting a speck of dust. Shi Ming’s blade didn’t rest for a moment. He pressed his attack, slashing at the unbalanced dragon’s head and scaled claws. Thousands of corrosive worms burrowed into the dragon’s body through its wounds, searching for its true flesh.

At the same time, the nascent will of the First Civilization Cosmic Country descended upon this place.

Its arrival brought the Cosmic Country’s judgment. Its very presence countered Bertutan’s false divinity, further hindering the off-balance Dragon of the Void.

"Bertutan, you have no chance left."

Shi Ming declared loudly, his sword never ceasing its assault.

"Good, good, good,"

"In one hundred and twenty thousand years, no being has ever pushed me this far. Heheheh, as for this stitched-together body of two useless creatures, I can do without it."

"But opportunity always lies in the hands of the wise."

A two-meter-tall old man stepped out from the dragon’s body. The three-hundred-thousand-kilometer-long dragon immediately drooped its neck and head, like a long, dead serpent. A faint smile played on Bertutan’s face, showing no sign of disappointment over losing a round.

This made Shi Ming even more vigilant.

’Is he going to use another trump card?’

’What kind of trump card?’

The Right Arm Red Pattern on Shi Ming’s arm lit up. He didn’t allow himself a single second to relax, instead charging up a final, punishing blow. But deep within his Sea of Spirit, he felt a nearly imperceptible flicker of confusion from the Colorful Insect.

Shi Ming felt it clearly.

Within that confusion was seventy percent doubt and thirty percent pleasant surprise.

???

’Why would it react like that?’

’Not good!’

The Colorful Insect’s abnormal reaction served as an unexpected warning for Shi Ming. He made a split-second decision, abandoning the killing blow he had been preparing with the Arm of Power and the Arm of Judgment.

The cold, colossal Apocalypse Divine Artifact descended instantly.

Saturation strike!

The Apocalypse Divine Artifact hadn’t yet cooled down from its previous overload, but Shi Ming couldn’t wait. He didn’t have a single moment to waste. The secret technique he had once used to kill Candela—also the most powerful one currently at his disposal—was unleashed just before Bertutan could make his move!

Secret Technique!

Nightmare’s End, Unity!

The Apocalypse Divine Artifact grew hazy.

It dissolved into countless particles. A beam of light emerged from each particle, and hundreds of millions of these beams slammed into Bertutan’s body. His smile froze. His trump card—hidden in the deepest darkness, shielded by layer after layer of protection, so hazy that even the Eye of the Divine couldn’t see it clearly—was now a fraction of a second too late. Slower by just 0.0001 seconds, it was now impossible to activate!

He could only watch, powerless, as his body melted and dissolved.

Along with his so-called trump card, it broke down into a swirling mix of harmonious and discordant elements before dissipating into the void.

"You..."

"This is..."

"I..."

He didn’t understand. Why had his own infinitesimally small movement to activate his trump card made Shi Ming react as if facing a mortal enemy? If he had been just a little bit slower, just a tiny bit, it would have been perfect... The power from the Ancient Evil would have reappeared in this world, sweeping away all enemies before him, and the nascent Cosmic Country would have become his foundation...

The Colorful Insect in Shi Ming’s Sea of Spirit froze for a moment.

It dejectedly returned to its silence.

...

The Apocalypse Divine Artifact crashed due to overheating. Its pilot, Shi Ming, suffered a massive backlash as a result. Fortunately, the body of the Time Giant was powerful enough that the backlash remained within a tolerable range.