Chapter 293

As his consciousness gradually sank into darkness, a silver, vast, and cold will captured him.

Kazuma vaguely heard a gentle and then intellectually-dead voice.

"Mr. Sato Kazuma, welcome to the afterlife. I am the Water Goddess Aqua, responsible for guiding you..."

"Wait, who, who, which bastard is snatching my person?"

……

Finally.

As if in slow motion, a tentacle snaked out from the vortex.

But people knew that it was simply because the tentacle was too magnificent and too massive that it appeared slow.

Even a skyscraper was not as tall as the patterns on that tentacle.

The whole world lost its voice at this moment.

Looking at that unimaginably magnificent and towering object, everyone fell into bone-chilling despair.

Are you kidding me?

Just its size alone, a single tremor would cause continents to sink and a great flood to submerge the world.

And this was only a part of that magnificent existence's incredible form...

……

Outside the dimensions.

In a gorgeous courtyard.

Under the eaves of the courtyard.

"It's about time."

The towering figure stood up slowly.

Brother Luo Shu's gaze seemed to pierce through the deep space, seeing the dull and fearful people, seeing the rampaging monsters...

He looked at the panel on the side again.

Divine Power Jades were collected like gold coins, clinking and clanking.

Ever since he overlapped the Sky Curtain with reality, making reality realize this point.

Those profound and supreme Divine Power Jades were being harvested in astronomical numbers every moment and every second.

For over a month, nearly 60 million Divine Power Jades had been credited daily, and at the peak, it even exceeded 100 million in a single day.

Now, it had reached a massive sum of 2.3 billion Divine Power Jades.

The consumption of several hundred million for that brief battle in reality earlier had been earned back nearly tenfold.

"It's time to end this."

Finally, he reached the vortex in the deep space.

Brother Luo Shu smiled lightly and dissipated into smoke and clouds.

…….

The Federation.

Wartime supreme command room.

"How is it? Should we launch the final plan?"

The five-star general was fearful but hesitant.

If they poured out all their nuclear weapons, what if others secretly hid theirs?

You have to know that before this, no one knew that various countries hadn't just hidden 20 or 30 percent, but 200 or 500 percent.

The manufacturing cycle for nuclear weapons is not short.

This was also a gamble for them.

Afraid that the yield wouldn't be enough.

And afraid that others would slack off.

The conference room fell into silence for a while.

Everyone was terrified and hesitant, not daring to make this decision.

"What time is it now!!"

Suddenly.

A violent roar came.

The faces of the tycoons changed; how could someone invade their side?

Are you kidding me?

They had always used the strongest superhumans to protect themselves.

"A bunch of ridiculous and ignorant mortals."

An old man who exuded an extremely powerful aura and even possessed a crushing life level appeared.

The superhumans protecting them in secret had their expressions change drastically.

Are you kidding me?

How could such a superhuman who seemed to have transcended dimensions exist on Earth all along?

The tycoons signaled desperately, and they shook their heads desperately.

They couldn't beat him.

They really couldn't beat him.

"Don't waste time."

The old man with the hooked nose had a gloomy face: "Mortals, I am Suoluomen III. I order you to launch all nuclear missiles immediately. What are you still expecting? Expecting so-called magecraft?"

His tone was full of arrogance and contempt, and his tall body exuded terrifying pressure.

Who was he?

He was the true guardian of the world.

The vice-dean of Miskatonic University, the immortal who had guarded the Old Ones for ten thousand years.

In this world, there was no opponent except the Dean.

What kind of bullshit magecraft, it's not worth a fart. What's strong are the Heroic Spirits; what does it have to do with magecraft?

The next moment.

Looking at the screen, his face changed drastically, and his voice was urgent: "Quick, quick, launch immediately."

On the screen.

The infinite blur was grinning wildly and rampaging.

In that vortex, an infinitely great object was descending.

"Uh..."

The tycoon showed hesitation; it was clear he was truly anxious.

"That is the nameless terror, the greatness beyond the scope of understanding, that is the supreme ruler — Dagon."

Suoluomen III's speech speed became faster and faster, more and more panicked, and finally, there was a sobbing tone: "Quick, please, if you don't destroy the ritual, everything is over.

That is the ruler of the ten thousand seas, the Father God of the Deep Ones, the absolutely great one.

I know what you are expecting.

But it's really impossible, even if it's that person.

There is no one who can rival it...????"

His words stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at the big screen, losing his voice.

Above Tokyo.

In the eyes of the whole world.

A familiar light of salvation flashed lightly and casually in the depths of the deep vortex.

Zzz~~

The supreme aura of the great one, who was chaos itself, dissipated...

The terrified people were stunned, frozen like silly geese, forgetting to cheer.

The grinning monsters were stunned, their smiles still stiff on their faces.

The cold and arrogant Sesshomaru opened his mouth, his beloved Tenseiga shook and slipped from his hand, and he didn't even notice.

Supreme Command.

Suoluomen, known as one of the strongest in the hidden world, turned back and smiled like he was crying, his voice trembling: "You say... you say, can that person hear my words?"