Chapter 2503

2503 -Break-3

Sector 500— Dreamer Galaxy

Crack

Crack

Swallow

Lord Morval raised both his hands and placed them above his head, his pupils moving madly. Even someone like him who had crossed the barrier of the Purple Stars could not control himself.

No one can control themselves when they feel inevitable death staring at them, not even him.

The sounds of cracking travel through space to strike every chest. It doesn't matter if you are a mortal or someone who draws power directly from the Purple Sea, it doesn't matter. Before that excessive power, the power that can crush all living beings… the feeling of death is the same.

Clamor

Clamor

Morval felt time passing slowly as he heard the footsteps of his brothers and followers running everywhere madly. No one knew where to go or what they might do; only the instinct to jump from the burning house struck them.

He himself began to close his eyes… The convulsions of the spacetime fabric became too violent to do anything about.

Escape? If only. He has no means to break The Shell, and if he did and broke it by force, he has no means to cross the desert of The Void without being killed by an Executioner or getting lost into infinity.

If death there and here is the same… then let him die here.

"…." Morval opened his eyes and muttered, "If the death is the same... then let us transmit the truth to everyone until the last breath."

Then he shouted, "Is the broadcast still running?"

"Huh?!" One of his absent brothers replied stammering, "Y-yes, the tremors slightly affect the broadcast quality, but it's still working between the Sectors."

"Good, show me the broadcast of the other Shadow Swords quickly!!" Morval shouted.

"…?!" His brother was surprised for a fraction of a second before he obeyed the orders and displayed them.

"…..!" Morval opened his eyes wide when he saw them, then pointed forward, "Split the broadcast so that the Breaker is in the center and around him the broadcasts of the other Shadow Swords, quickly, only a few seconds remain!!"

"On it!!"

Sector 148— Galaxy of Greed

Krrrrrrrack

Boom

The Behemoth of Greed fell from his throne, his heart pounding like a hammer. Perhaps his soul was as strong as a Ten-Star Soul Master, but his entire body could not withstand those successive shocks to his galaxy!

"What is happening? What is happening?!" Isaac, the Behemoth of Greed, kept thrashing on the ground until he managed to stand on his knees again. Panic overwhelmed the Behemoth.

He did not know what was happening. He had become a Behemoth only 4 million years ago. He was born and those Buffer Zones already existed, and he had only heard of their origin from the archives he borrowed from Amat, the Behemoth of Preservation.

Those Buffer Zones could be broken? And they would be broken by a young man whose thousandth birthday was today? And would they be broken, or would the entire universe be broken along with them?

And who had sealed them in the first place, and why? And what exactly was the origin of the great powers, and who were their backers—those enemies of The All-seeing God?

Who are we, and who are they?!

"AAAAAAH!!!" Isaac screamed with all his might. His mind could no longer bear the pressure.

Kshhh—

At that moment, the image on the side of his eye changed. The broadcast changed…

The mad young man was still in the center, pumping a sea of gold into space, but the image around him had changed to something else.

Images appeared of other places… of several walls of Buffer Zones around the universe.

Theo had announced to everyone to improvise, and it happened. All the Shadow Swords began working to support what their supreme leader was doing by broadcasting any manifestations related to what was happening to the Buffer Zones, especially those who were already filming in Mid Sector 90.

Everyone now, all the districts were looking at a rift that seemed to reach the highest heaven and the lowest hell, a colossal rift with no end and no beginning, pumping out a quantity of galactic storms and terrifying cosmic winds. The immense force was tossing the Phantom Shadow Vehicles and the nearby planets and flinging them away like leaves before a hurricane.

"No…" The Behemoth of Greed, Isaac, finally began to realize what was happening.

Perhaps he did not know the details of what was happening inside the Buffer Zone and how it had been isolated in this manner, but he knew one thing… if this colossal rift continued, then he would—

Krrrrraaaaaaak

Isaac opened his eyes to their fullest and let his jaw drop toward the ground.

For in that moment, the rift spread in all directions at a terrifying speed, and the new rifts expanded in fractions of a second.

The quantity of nebulae, solar winds, and other phenomena struck in an even more horrific and powerful manner.

"Nooooooooo!!!!!" Isaac raised both his hands and prepared for death.

But—

Wooooooom

"…Huh?" Isaac opened one eye to cast a glance at the sudden calm.

In that moment, the vibrations stopped and a dangerous stillness settled in. Those giant rifts had stopped pumping more cosmic material, and the disturbances had ceased.

But on the other hand, the lights it produced increased and began to accumulate to a dangerous degree.

The rifts were now emitting light and heat resembling millions of stars on the verge of explosion.

And that meant one thing…

"Kh—nooooooooooooo—!" Isaac continued his screaming, awaiting the great explosion that would turn the universe into a mass of magma, "I curse you, Robin Burton! Even after my death, I will turn into a ghost and haunt your ghost forever! I will—"

Crrrsh—

Isaac saw something that made him stop his final scream…

The colossal wall shattered completely under the immense pressure upon it and turned into pieces of light, luminous fragments that began to dim rapidly and fade like falling leaves.

Until they vanished entirely.

And what came from behind them was wonder itself…

Woooosh~

A calm wave like the tide swept across all the Sectors.