Chapter 1386: Fate of a Multi-Empire
...Slowly, ever so slowly, the Nexus State Planetary Emperor lifted his eyes upward—toward the colossal vault that loomed like a god’s monument. It was the very same vault he had stolen from the legendary Empire of Blooded Glory over a million years ago, a vault that had once symbolized the pride and honor of that ancient civilization... and the very same vault he had used as the foundation to build his own mighty dominion—an empire that now spanned across seventeen planets across a single galaxy.
Even after all these ages, that vault still held the remnants of the Empire of Blooded Glory’s once-limitless resources. Inside it rested their cutting-edge technologies, their lost arts, their world-shaking achievements—and most importantly... it held the sweat, blood, and sacrifice of his own life. A lifetime of struggle, of conquest, of obsession!
"Remove your hand!!"
The Nexus State Planetary Emperor burst forward in a blazing streak of light, charging directly toward the vault, completely ignoring the dozens of illusionary copies of Latania scattered around the battlefield like ghosts of war. What he failed to realize was that the real Latania had already positioned herself behind him—standing right between him and the treasure he cherished more than anything.
SWOOSHSWOOSH
Suddenly, two claws of Echo Decay—dripping with corrosion and black energy—shot toward him from beneath, one after the other like venomous serpents.
Realizing he couldn’t afford to ignore such an attack, the Nexus State Planetary Emperor skidded to a halt, extended his hand—BAMBAM—and with a flick of his will, the claws were shattered into nothingness.
Then, raising his arm high into the air, he formed a monstrous blood-forged fist and slammed it down with unrestrained fury. "DIE!!"
This time, he released all his power—he held absolutely nothing back.
Now that the imperial vault was exposed, there was no longer any reason for hesitation or restraint. The capital city? It was expendable. He could build ten more with the wealth locked inside that vault. The civilians? Let them be reduced to ash. He could purchase millions more after this was over—just as he had done countless times before.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
His titanic, blood-drenched fist collided with the ground, triggering an apocalyptic explosion that shook the heavens and split the earth. Shockwaves tore through the city in every direction. A monstrous handprint, etched deep into the crust of the planet, now lay at the heart of the capital—a yawning abyss that swallowed nearly half the metropolis along with all its towers, infrastructure, and unlucky inhabitants.