Kyle, with a calm expression on his face, couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he cleared the last obstacle.
Slaughter was a fragment born from Venom's study of his own evil thoughts, it was not like Venom, a lifeform originating from a Lifeform Card, and thus was not under the control of the Lifeform Card's rules.
If Slaughter had initially chosen to hide and avoid conflict, things might not have escalated to this point.
Kyle turned and headed back to the Starfighter's cockpit. Vis's mechanical hands were still on the controls, and as Kyle looked out through the windshield, he saw the sky torn open, revealing a giant rift filled with crimson lightning. The rift coalesced into a chaotic storm, raging all around.
The Starfighter was right in the center of this turbulent storm within the sky rift.
Vis knew that Kyle had successfully dealt with the threat from behind and reported, "Master, it's clear that the Starfighter can't break out of the wormhole's range."
"In that case, accelerate into the temporal wormhole. Since our objective is complete, there's no point in staying on Planet Sakaar," Kyle said calmly, showing no attachment to Planet Sakaar.
Although there were still some items left to retrieve, like the Sling Ring, Vibranium Bracer, energy dual pistols, and other high-tech things that Enri had procured through her connections, these no longer held much importance. Nothing could compare to the gains he had obtained from the **Godly Gene**.
"In the future, we can settle our accounts with the Grandmaster when we have the chance. It's also time to plan our return to Earth."
Kyle looked forward to returning to Earth. It felt like he had arrived on Planet Sakaar only yesterday, and bidding farewell to the Carl Family and others felt like it happened just the other day.
However, the round-trip through the temporal wormhole consumed a considerable amount of time, and he had no idea how many years had passed since his departure.
But time was of little consequence now. After all, the Carl Family had the Infinite Formula and he was already a member of the Godly lineage. With the **Life Increase Card** in his hand, the passage of decades or centuries seemed inconsequential.
Seated in the co-pilot's seat, Kyle fastened his seatbelt while Vis spoke to remind him, "Please fasten your seatbelt securely," before taking control of the Starfighter and aligning it with the central area of the wormhole in the sky. The rear engines roared, propelling the Starfighter forward at maximum speed.
*Rumble…*
Inside the wormhole, sporadic alien debris fell continuously, striking the front of the Starfighter and causing the aircraft to tremble slightly.
"Due to the lack of an exact location for Earth, I can only navigate the Starfighter through leap jumps to ensure a safe passage through this unstable wormhole. Energy fuel levels are also critically low at this point. I hope the random exit will lead us to a civilized planet," Vis reported, causing a sense of unease to well up in Kyle.
The Starfighter, traveling at incredible speed, abruptly entered the dark crimson stormy wormhole. A subtle sense of temporal distortion filled every corner of the cockpit.
"It's beginning!" Vis spoke softly as the Starfighter suddenly experienced violent turbulence.
Kyle looked out of the windshield, witnessing countless star systems and planets rapidly receding, and the entire cosmic landscape seemed to be in chaotic upheaval.
"Jump! Jump! Jump!"
The Starfighter continued its leap jumps until the energy fuel gauge on the instrument panel approached zero. Finally, it seemed to break free from the passage of the temporal wormhole. The front view cleared up, revealing a vast, barren planet.
*Crackle, Crackle, Crackle…*
The Starfighter urgently braked and decelerated, but it still crash-landed uncontrollably on the planet's surface, plowing a fifty-meter furrow into the ground before coming to a stop after hitting a small rocky hill.
"Vis, where are we?" Kyle stood up from the co-pilot's seat and looked out through the windshield, observing a desolate expanse of the planet's surface.
"This is…" Vis detached its mechanical arm and glanced at the message displayed on the projection screen before replying, "It's an area that is not in the database. It should be a planet located between the regions of human civilization and uncharted regions."
"What kind of explanation is that?" Kyle shook his head in resignation, then turned around and saw a pair of eyes watching him from behind.
Both parties remained silent for a brief moment as their gazes met.
"Are you awake?" Kyle smiled lightly as he looked at Kratos, who was half-lying in his seat. After all, he was now the God of Fire himself, and there was no reason to fear the weakened and injured God of War.
Vis quickly jumped onto Kyle's shoulder and hid behind his head. Despite being a mechanical lifeform, the harrowing duel in the arena had made even its system programs wary of Kratos.
"I never expected that, in the end, I would be defeated by a human," Kratos said with some difficulty, his gaze steady as he looked at Kyle. "Why didn't you give me a clean death?"
"Because you were useful to me before. But now, whether you're useful or not depends on your choice," Kyle replied.
Stepping forward, he looked down at Kratos with his golden eyes, his tone both indifferent and authoritative. "Submit or Die! Those are your only two choices!"
As he spoke, a faint golden Divine Flame began to emanate from his body – divine power was the most conspicuous hallmark of the godly race.
"Are you also a God?!" Kratos exclaimed in shock, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Kyle, whose aura was completely different from before. But soon, he shook his head. "No, that's not possible. You weren't one before when you fought me."
"Never mind whether I am a god or not. That's not important right now," Kyle said dismissively.
Under Kyle's veiled threat, Kratos smiled wryly, his eyes filled with determination and pride. "I am the God! Despite my past defeats, the destruction of my Divine Weapon, and my afflictions, I am still a God. How could I ever submit to another?!"
"Very well, I have my answer," Kyle nodded, not intending to waste any more time on persuasion. He had never expected much from this attempt.
Having a God as an ally would have been excellent, but if God chose to submit, would he still be a God?
"I will grant you a swift end," Kyle said calmly as he raised his left hand, index and middle fingers merging together as a fierce golden divine flame blazed. The temperature in the cockpit instantly soared by dozens of degrees.
"Let's begin. Furthermore, the planet you've arrived on, I know it. There's no harm in telling you. This is the ancient battlefield where Odin had once fought."
Kratos finished speaking, closed his eyes with a resolute expression on his face, and awaited his death. In truth, his body had long lost its former strength during the duel in the arena, succumbing to the illness that afflicted this warrior who had experienced the horrors of war.
The difference was that Kratos was marching toward his death as the God, while Kyle was advancing further with renewed vigor.
"I want to know who defeated you when you were at the peak of your power and banished you to Planet Sakaar, and why they destroyed your Divine Weapon," Kyle asked.
"You only need to know one thing: when they appear before you, you will understand everything," Kratos replied vaguely, still not opening his eyes. He fell silent, unwilling to say more.
"Then farewell, God of War," Kyle whispered. He extended his index and middle fingers, and the flames gathered at his fingertips, breaking through the godly skull's forehead and cranium.
The flames gently consumed Kratos' body, preserving it while obliterating everything within his head.
(End of this chapter)
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