*Buzz!*
Everyone was expecting a terrifying clash of power, but God Tuzwu disappointed the crowd’s expectations. The space around him abruptly distorted, and he vanished without a trace.
"He’s running away!" someone shouted in alarm, and the crowd panicked.
*Crack!*
In a few moments, the fabric of space reversed, creating massive ripples. The fugitive was forced to reappear, as if he had never moved at all.
"Don’t leave so soon." A woman’s figure, in human form, appeared, blocking his path.
God Tuzwu’s eyes glowed intensely, and with a buzzing sound, he disappeared again.
But once again, space rippled, and Ruri pulled him back from his hiding place. This game of cat and mouse repeated several times, with the crowd cheering each time his escape was foiled.
"Stop being pathetic. You haven’t even mastered the divine level of these laws. Do you think brute force alone makes someone supreme?" Her voice was firm and disdainful.
Tuzwu’s escape technique was impressive, but he used the laws in a rudimentary way, something even Alm and Bruno could replicate. However, he was up against Ruri, a specialist in manipulating space and time. In front of her, he seemed to be running in circles.
Finally, God Tuzwu gave up, his expression turning grim. It was then that he noticed, to his shock, a dozen black feathers surrounding him. He hadn’t sensed them approaching and only saw them when it was too late.
*BOOM!*
A tremendous force hit him. The impact slammed God Tuzwu violently into the ground, causing the entire planet to tremble. Terror gripped everyone; the Yin of death had already been used and gone, yet how could this Ancestral Devil still be so powerful?
Maelik attacked using only his internal laws, but the days of his immaturity and inexperience were long gone. With surgical precision, he hit the enemy’s weak spot, with Ruri secretly moving him to ensure the blow’s success. He knew brute force wasn’t everything — a lesson he learned from his master. Technique and experience were much sharper weapons.
Maelik had lived countless lives in that place, some of them fighting non-stop, day and night, without rest. In the past, he received valuable teachings from Rehvka, Rivine, and his master, remembering every word and dedicating himself to absorbing it all.
Over time, he honed himself to the maximum. Now, Maelik exuded a cold, confident aura, like an ancient warrior forged in the heat of battle. His transformation was evident — from an inexperienced youth to a relentless fighter, he had completely changed, as if he had turned from water into wine.
*Rumble!*
Then, a storm of scarlet lightning covered the sky. God Tuzwu rose from the ground, radiating the power of his inner universe. Within his core, his own laws existed, and a singular heavenly will controlled everything. He could absorb the surrounding laws and create new ones, endlessly.
In this law-filled environment, a Divine Inquisitor was invincible, with an unlimited energy supply and the ability to warp reality with a mere thought. However, he still hadn’t fully mastered this power.
God Tuzwu ascended into the sky, as everyone watched in stunned silence. The horizon, wrapped in scarlet lightning, twisted dangerously. But then, something unexpected happened.
Tuzwu’s eyes widened as he felt the lightning tremble and lose stability. "What the hell…?"
*CRACK!*
The crowd below also widened their eyes, seeing Kakarotto appear behind Tuzwu. A colossal blue celestial sword pierced the enemy’s chest.
God Tuzwu coughed up blood but smiled coldly. "Killing me won’t be that easy." He tried to appear strong despite the obvious fear.
"Actually, it’s very easy. But I want you to die in a way that satisfies the souls you destroyed." Kakarotto smiled before *Fides* pulsed.
*Whoosh!*
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"AHHH!" A miserable scream echoed across the world.
The Celestial Flames ignited, engulfing the enemy. However, he didn’t die instantly. Bruno manipulated the flames, and the wound began to burn slowly, torturing Tuzwu in endless agony.
"AAAAAAAH!!" His screams grew louder as he burned like a celestial blue sun, in slow and excruciating pain.
People trembled as they heard the pitiful wails. Just imagining the pain he was feeling was terrifying.
"Yes, this is how it should be." Some felt that this was a just judgment and were relieved.
"King Kakarotto is the guardian of our world." Someone sighed in relief, feeling the heavy tension finally lift.
Kakarotto’s status had reached historic heights. Before that, Bruno had forced God Tuzwu to reveal his plans to everyone. This made it clear to the population that they were mere ants, easily manipulated and could be crushed at any moment. Not only to get information but also to completely conquer them.
Alm and Bruno had already felt a mortal pressure before; if they faced Tuzwu directly, even using all they had, their instincts told them it would be hard to win, and they might even die. So, they changed tactics and followed a new path.
After discovering everything, luckily, it didn’t take long for people to start praying to him sincerely. Then, Bruno got excited when he realized that the law of faith could exist in this micro-universe.
Thanks to his Celestial Flames, all Ruri and Maelik needed to do was distract him so Bruno could deliver the final blow.
Bruno used a bit of the power of faith and burned everything. But it wasn’t a waste because, with that show and the "revenge for the defenseless," the empire would worship him even more, and he’d gain even more power.
"Ah…" The final scream echoed before God Tuzwu disintegrated into dust particles, scattering.
Right after, Kakarotto slowly descended to the ground. Everyone’s hearts were racing, but he remained completely expressionless, as if killing such a powerful figure was no big deal. Ruri walked up and proudly held his arm while the people’s worship fell upon him.
Everyone was so distracted and ecstatic that they even forgot about King Vulke and Mermeon, still holding the golden box.
"Not planning to run?" Kakarotto asked casually, while Ruri moved them in front of him.
They didn’t respond, seemingly aware of their fate, and their faces showed a certain helplessness.
All eyes turned to them. Once dominant figures, they were now completely insignificant before Kakarotto. Whether in prestige or power, King Vulke was now less than an ant compared to him.
"The world is vast, but there’s nowhere to run or hide," Vulke commented with a bitter smile.
Even if Kakarotto ignored them, they didn’t want to run. It didn’t make sense. Their master and everything they had was destroyed, and if Kakarotto wanted to kill them, he could do it with a single blow.
"They courted death." No one felt any sympathy for Vulke and Mermeon at that moment.
"Seems like you have some self-awareness. Are you going to end this on your own, or do I have to do it?" Kakarotto asked coldly.
The crowd watched intently. Great figures like them couldn’t die without making a scene. Maybe it was possible to find a dignified way to end their lives right there.
Vulke sighed: "Indeed, I was wrong due to arrogance. My careful plans weren’t enough to overcome your power. But it doesn’t matter… I already lost everything before this even happened. I could live for a long time, but I’ve realized that, alone, it doesn’t make sense. My wife is dead, and I just wanted the chance to find my daughter and reconcile with her."
Ruri and everyone around were surprised by his words, realizing he was speaking sincerely. After living so long and being a supreme figure in the three empires, he finally understood that all of it was pointless if it couldn’t be shared with the ones he loved.
He only had one wife and one daughter. His wife died, and his daughter Jiuke left him soon after. Maybe, only because of her mother, Jiuke didn’t kill Vulke. Left alone, he realized how ridiculous he had been.
"You just didn’t know who the real players were." Kakarotto commented casually.
"Yes." Vulke nodded. "Even if I was considered a player, I’d be second-rate at most. A perfect plan is useless in the face of absolute power."
"You’re half right. Power is just one aspect; without the right will and direction, it becomes useless." Kakarotto spoke calmly, then his eyes darkened, "Did you miss your wife and daughter? Have you ever thought about the pain of the families of the people you killed? Why do you think you alone deserved to have them? I’m sure if you met your daughter again, she’d find out everything and kill you herself to avenge them."
Vulke let out a dry laugh. "True… she’d definitely do that. Maybe I just wanted to die by her hands, and I did all of this for that to happen."
"You’re a bastard who only thinks about yourself until the end. No child should have to do that, I’ll do it in her place. So, how do you two want to die?" Kakarotto said coldly.
"I’ve never begged for mercy." Vulke took a deep breath and stood firm. "We won’t sit here waiting for death! We’ll fight, even if it’s futile!"
Everyone knew this wouldn’t be a fair fight, and that the former king would surely die. That evil god chose to avoid a direct confrontation, but King Vulke still bared his fangs.
"Really? You think you’re incredibly honorable and want a good death?" Kakarotto said dryly. "But you never thought about the millions of lives you took. I’ll do the same, and you two will be known in history as the trash you were."
Vulke and Mermeon trembled, but they had no right to complain. They exchanged looks and nodded. No words were needed to understand each other. A simple glance was enough.
"Die!" They roared and attacked at the same time.
Vulke emanated a majestic, royal aura; Mermeon’s sword was like a venomous snake, aiming for a fatal point. But the outcome was obvious, Kakarotto casually waved his hand and activated half of his laws.
*Boom!*
Their dominant moves and dangerous weapons didn’t matter. Everything was destroyed, along with their barriers. Blades made of laws pierced both of their chests like divine arrows, pinning them and staining the ground with their blood.
"Ah!" They screamed and tried to resist, but couldn’t move.
Eventually, they gave up. The difference in power was absurd, continuing to fight was pointless.
Everyone expected this result. Though powerful, they were nothing more than worms in front of Kakarotto. He only needed to lift his foot and crush them. Some started to remember Vulke’s glorious past. Just the name of King Vulke was enough to intimidate people — a stark contrast to the current scene.
Now, they understood the reality of their heinous actions, and no one felt any pity. The pair’s screams echoed for a few seconds, until they finally ceased forever.