The crushing gravity inside the shattered valley did not break the resolve of the Xenocides. From the upper ridges of the crater, the sound of tearing air cut through the heavy atmosphere. One by one, booming streaks of light slammed into the rocky earth, creating a solid wall of absolute authority in front of Elias, Tyson, and Zane. The primary captains and vice-captains of the xenocides had finally arrived, their unified auras flaring to life to challenge the oppressive weight of the enemy.
At the front stood Captain Reid Gideon Swallow of the 1st Division, his hands crossed, flanked by his Vice-Captain, Kylo, whose eyes scanned the enemy with clinical precision. Beside them stood Lady Ness, the Captain of the 3rd Division, her posture elegant but radiating an icy, lethal intent, with her Vice-Captain, Tessa Sol,
Captain Zarek Solis of the 4th Division stepped into the line, alongside his Vice-Captain, Zorin Lyx. From the 7th Division, Lenny D Mic let out a low whistle, his Vice-Captain JJ (Jane Jiren) crossing her arms in a silent promise of violence.
Captain Torin Kez of the 8th Division and his Vice-Captain, Alina Icter, anchored the right flank, Shadow of the 9th Division stepped forward with , his Vice-Captain Dr. D .
Completing the devastating line-up was the imposing presence of the 10th Division Captain, Drakye Void.
Shadow looked across the clearing at the four figures of the enemy supreme command.
A confident, razor-sharp smile cut across his face "You guys should just give up," Shadow called out, his voice dripping with smooth defiance. "You have no hope of winning. Look around you—we've already outnumbered you completely."
The other captains immediately voiced their unified resolve, their voices echoing off the stone walls.
"He's right," Reid Gideon Swallow stated calmly. "You have no hope of winning."
"Do not think your titles intimidate us," Lady Ness added, "Malkor's reign over these star systems ends today."
"Looks like we've still got over 4 hours before the moving planet collides with earth Zarek Solis said."
"Yeah, so let's make this quick!" Lenny D Mic shouted, a wild spark in his eyes. "I've got a rhythm going, and I don't plan on stopping until all of you are in the dirt."
Drakye Void stepped forward. "4 hours that's more than enough time to end this".
Across the crater, the ultimate tyrant of the universe stood entirely unmoved by the collective defiance of the human captains.
Malkor remained standing as a god of absolute ruin. His body radiated an imposing, dark golden light, and an ancient, immutable golden moon-like halo hung suspended behind his back, covered in glowing, hieroglyphic scripts that wrote the doom of empires.
Flanking him were his three primary cosmic entities, his supreme generals known throughout the galaxy as the Children of Malkor.
To his left stood Zer0RUIN , His long, spectral white hair drifted in the violent wind, his pale face completely unbothered by the captains' threats. Floating in a terrifying, circular halo above his head and shoulders were multiple organic, demonic eyes that darted back and forth, pulsing with a bright red, murderous light that matched the glowing crimson cross etched into his obsidian chest plates.
Beside him stood SHATTERX ,
His entire body was composed of an ancient, petrified white wood-like structure, twisting upward into jagged branch-like horns. A single, vertical, blood-red eye stared out from the center of his faceless head. He wore a traditional, heavy flowing orange robe over purple hakama trousers, his skeletal, bark-like hand gripping the hilt of a massive katana.
On the far right stood DOOMTAG,
Her long, pitch-black hair flew wildly amidst a tempest of purple, corrupt energy. Her manic, psychotic grin stretched across her pale face, and a massive, glowing pink third eye sat squarely in the center of her forehead, radiating a suffocating, mind-shattering pressure while her long, clawed fingers dripped with an ancient, dark residue.
Malkor looked at the assembled captains, his voice cutting through their combined energy like a hot blade through ice.
"You are highly mistaken, humans," Malkor spoke, his golden halo flashing as he looked past the captains.
"The only reason your fragile species even possesses a fraction of a percent chance of survival in this valley... is because of the strongest one standing among you. The one called Zane."
The moment the words left Malkor's mouth
"Attack!" Reid Gideon Swallow roared.
The Xenocide captains and vice-captains lunged forward in a unified, devastating blitz.
Zane lunged forward . His blue energy exploded outward with the force of a supernova, his body transforming into a linear streak of absolute, unblockable force as he charged directly at Malkor's throat.
But Malkor didn't move. He simply raised a single, long-clawed finger, the glowing scripts on the moon at his back flashing a blinding, absolute black.
"**Infinite Seal.**"
The universe seemed to stop.
A localized singularity exploded directly in the path of Zane's advance. It wasn't a standard energy shield or a physical barrier. The space around Zane compressed violently inward, forming an absolute, pitch-black sphere that swallowed all light, all sound, and all matter.
Inside the Infinite Seal, conditions matched the absolute core of a supermassive black hole that had reached total singularity. The gravitational pressure inside the compressed space was hundreds of times stronger than the largest, most destructive black hole existing in the cosmos. The localized gravity tore at the very atomic bonds of reality, locking Zane's absolute blue energy into a frozen state of perpetual compression. Within that boundary, time itself ceased to exist. There was no past, no future, and no movement.
In a single, unblinking millisecond, the black sphere snapped shut.
Zane was gone.
The absolute strongest warrior of the human race, the pillar of their survival, had been removed from the battle field.
The captains stopped dead in their tracks.
The hope that had filled the crater just moments before vanished, replaced by a terrifying vacuum of pure despair.
"Zane..." Elias whispered, his vision blurring as his mind struggled to process the sudden, absolute erasure of his older brother.
Then, a wild, uncontained rage snapped inside Elias's chest.
"Damn you! What did you do to him?!" Elias roared, lunging forward blindly across the cracked stones, his fist chambered back to strike at the golden tyrant.
Before Elias could take a second step, Without a sound, his entire body was violently, instantly thrown backward through the air, sliding across the gravel until he was forcefully repositioned right back where he had started.
Malkor offered a cold, mocking smile, his golden halo casting a long shadow over the desperate humans. "If you had taken just a single step further, boy... your would have died ."
A heavy, deliberate footstep echoed across the stone floorboards of the crater.
Tyson stepped forward, passing the trembling form of Elias and placing himself directly at the frontline of the desperate captains. The lazy, cocky grin was completely gone from his face. His eyes had narrowed into two slits of absolute, cold focus.
"Not on my watch," Tyson said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous register that carried an absolute, terrifying certainty. "
I'm gonna beat the absolute hell out of you."