Chương 65: Long awaited arrival

"Seems you bastards won't choose," Fury sneered, positioning himself as if to kick off into the vastness of space. "Fine. I'll choose for you." With a fierce thrust, he rocketed toward his next target, a sinister grin stretched across his face.

On the Command Ship of the X3X Fleet

The cockpit was in chaos. Frantic X3X officers scrambled to calm the captains of the other ships, who were demanding either permission to retreat or to fire on Fury himself. They were losing ships rapidly to Fury's reckless attacks, as well as to the Shadrax.

"Someone tell those captains that I said no one engages Fury!" Commander Jzon barked, his voice cutting through the noise. He watched the mayhem unfolding through the ship's main observation window. "He may be causing damage through our fleet, but he's at least handling those damn Shadrax."

"DAMAGE?!" a voice roared from the holographic communication console, where six figures flickered into view. One of them, a humanoid raccoon-like figure with an expression of pure outrage, spoke for them all. "DAMAGE? YOU CALL THIS CHAOS DAMAGE? FURY IS KILLING MORE OF US THAN THOSE DAMN SHADRAX!"

"Ahh, if it isn't Major Snarlk and the other majors," Commander Jzon said,walking towards the projections with a fake smile. "At least what's left of you that came. It's good to see at least six of the 12 majors survived the Shadrax's rampage."

"All six of the other majors ships weren't destroyed by the damn Shadrax; it was that bastard FURY!" Snarlk shouted, his face contorted with rage. The other majors nodded in agreement, glaring angrily through their holograms.

"And your here ordering us around, telling us to not attack that bastard when you yourself hate Fury, Jz—" Snarlk began shouting, but Jzon cut him off sharply.

"Let me stop you right there." He started pacing in front of the projector, his tone icy. "I'm not stupid enough to piss off Fury, even if I hate the guy. He's still one of the X3X Gold Stars; even if he might only be ranked tenth, there is nothing we can do to him; he's thrashing the same things that almost destroyed us. Even if he tried to kill all of us... there is nothing we could do." He stopped pacing and leveled them with a cold stare. "It took a lot of our galaxy's resources to get his help, so you guys better act like good dogs and shut up while you wait until you receive anymore of my orders."

The holographic majors looked at him in shock, then one by one nodded before vanishing—except for Snarlk.

"Coward," Snarlk sneered before cutting off his own transmission.

Jzon watched the projector power down, a dark expression on his face. "You dogs don't see the bigger picture," he muttered under his breath, turning back to the chaos unfolding outside the ship's glass.

Back in Outer Space, Where the Battle Unfolded

Fury had swiftly slaughtered every single Shadrax, leaving just one alive. "Looks like you're the lucky winner, alive for a few more seconds—YAYY," he jeered. The last Shadrax floated there, staring back at him, its cold, red eye unblinking. Fury smirked. "You should be grateful I let you live this long, but you don't seem to appreciate my gift." With a powerful charge, Fury shot forward. "Guess I should cancel your plan on life, then."

From Afar

Carter had been observing the battle, a smoldering anger building as he watched his Shadrax fall one by one. He closed his nonexistent eyes slowly. "Hmm... seems it's time for me to act."

Fury's blindingly fast strike obliterated the last Shadrax, reducing it to nothing. With a cruel grin, he turned to the remnants of the fleet's ships. "Are these really the useless beings you were all so afraid of? Helpless against?" Fury planted his feet on the tip of his spear, stretching his arms wide, basking in his brutal victory. "I, the Golden Star of the Empire, have shown you weaklings my strength and how I am unmatched, i have shown you how i hea—"

BA-THROOM!

Out of nowhere, an immense force struck Fury, hurling him across space until he collided with a nearby asteroid belt.

On the other side of the battlefield, Carter's god form hovered, emanating a powerful, intimidating aura; his six wings flapped beautifully. Four of the five compressed planets he had spun around his palm like toys. "Funny," he said, his voice echoing across the soundless void. "I don't remember saying the fight was over."