Speed Is King

Primal Alexander dutifully created a bunch of portals for the Primals to exit his dimensional world.

As soon as they stepped out of the portal, they were all stunned into silence.

In the short amount of time they spent within Primal Alexander’s dimensional world, the nuclear fusion that Elliot had triggered using the Shadow Primal’s body had completely changed the originally vibrant star system with several large planets revolving around a supergiant red star into complete… nothingness.

The originally bright Gaming Commission HQ star system had turned completely dark.

There was nothing that remained that could even hint that the area was once the HQ of the high and mighty Gaming Commission!

No stars.

No planets.

No light.

Nothing.

Just darkness stretching out in all directions, broken only by the occasional tiny bright dot of a distant star.

As soon as Primal Baltang saw the darkness, he whirled towards the direction of his many empires, and blinked a couple of times in disbelief.

There was absolutely nothing there as well.

“Impossible. My star systems were hundreds of light years away. No supernova blast radius could reach that far! Even if they could, they would not be able to wipe them out so cleanly…” Primal Baltang tried to find an explanation for the absurd reality that lay before him.

“No star supernova could destroy another star system hundreds of light years away. However, it wasn’t just a simple star that exploded here. It was a Shadow Primal with the strength of 50 Primals… Compressed into a nuclear fusion.” Chairman El’Taras reminded him coldly.

(If you’re a nuclear scientist, I apologize if my ideas don’t make sense lol. Let’s just assume a Primal’s core is extremely suitable for nuclear fusion!)

None of them had ever imagined that the day would come where they had to combine the idea of a “Primal” together with and serving as the raw material of “Nuclear Fusion”.

It was singularly the most absurd thought that they ever had to entertain, and it was one that was also currently giving them hope of surviving the coming war.

“You did what to a Shadow Primal??” Elise Sands frowned as her mind struggled with combining the two ideas.

“Allow me to show you, Primal Sands.” Chairman El’Taras offered.

“Ah, a Taras brat. Good, show me.” Elise Sands nodded.

Immediately, Chairman El’Taras projected his visions to Elise Sands.

“WHAT THE HELL?” Elise Sands could only manage to sputter out those three words before the vision ended in a literal flash.

“So this is the result of triggering a nuclear fusion using a Primal’s core?” Elise Sands looked around her in awe and in newfound levels of high appreciation.

“If a Primal’s core could result in this, then I wonder what would happen if we do it to a Saint level core…” Elise Sands murmured lightly as her eyes gleamed with murderous intent.

“I can get us the location of their Saint level powerhouse if you want to.” Primal Alexander chuckled.

“Hmmmm? You are not from around here. No wonder I could not detect your power level.” Elise Sands said as she scrutinized Primal Alexander.

“Alexander, at your service.” Primal Alexander bowed politely.

“How soon can you get that information?” Elise Sands asked.

“A day.” Primal Alexander replied confidently.

“It’s too dangerous. The brat might not be able to survive a Saint level powerhouse’s all out attack.” Saint Dul’Akharat shook his head as he followed Elise Sands’ train of thought.

“But if he could do that, then we would definitely gain the upper hand.” Elise Sands pressed on.

“Killing a Saint level powerhouse from the Shadow Realm won’t do us any good. Not when there is a Shadow Overlord who is probably at the God level.” Saint Dul’Akharat shook his head lightly. “I am sure your informants have told you everything about the previous fight we had, and Primal Golden Dragon Soul’s betrayal.”

Elise Sands glared at him as she processed his words, which she ready knew, of course. She just couldn’t resist thinking about the possibility of taking out one of the Shadow Realm’s top fighters along with his vaunted empire in one glorious explosion.

But he was right.

As long as the God level Shadow Overlord was still alive, there was no point killing a Saint level powerhouse.

Killing their military would be a better choice.

At that moment, Elliot couldn’t help but speak up.

“What’s stopping that Shadow Overlord from coming over to our universe and killing every single one of our top fighters the way I am planning to do to them?” He asked.

At his words, Saint Dul’Akharat and Elise Sands narrowed their eyes at him sharply.

His Realm had Gods??

Primal Alexander chuckled lightly at their response.

“I guess at this point, hiding my identity and the information that I have will do more harm than good. In that case, let me quickly tell you my story. And after you all get all the information you need, you will be better equipped to make a better decision.” Primal Alexander said.

“Please do.” Saint Dul’Akharat said.

“Let me start with a foundational fact. In reality, there are countless parallel universes. There is an infinite number of say… You, Primal Elise, spread across the infinite parallel universes.

In some universes, you are as powerful as you are now. In others, you could be weaker, or even dead.

The further apart the parallel universes are, the more different the situation is within the universes.

I come from a different but nearby parallel universe.

There is a Shadow Realm in my universe as well, and I suspect that the Shadow Realm within it would be extremely similar to this one.

I don’t know for sure just how similar they would be, but for one thing, their ambitions and their armies were exactly the same.

And in my universe, this Shadow army was indeed led by a powerful God.” Primal Alexander said calmly.