The Golden Dragon swallowed Thunder God's physical form, its victorious roars reverberating across the sky.
The thunderclouds, which had once loomed ominously above the Earth, vanished in the blink of an eye.
The sky opened up, and in an instant, a brilliant golden beam of light shot upward, slicing through the heavens.
Mount Geneva was bathed in golden light, every corner illuminated.
Against this backdrop, Draconite blossomed into a fiery red rose, wrapping itself around Shirley, who stood with grace in her bridal gown.
Her beauty, both delicate and fierce, radiated in harmony with the cold, unyielding power she wielded. Together, they captivated the world around them.
"Shirley, I'm taking you home!" Robin called out, turning toward her. He reached for his beloved and lifted her into his arms, heading toward the helicopter waiting for them.
"Mr. Ramsey!" Veilthorn whispered with urgency. "It appears the Steliaris Air Fleet is being controlled remotely and may be preparing to launch a catastrophic attack."
Robin paused, his gaze drifting up to the Steliaris Air Fleet hovering high in the sky. "I almost forgot about the gift Thunder God left for me."
"Mr. Drakebane, surrender the chip belonging to the Purple Civilization immediately, or our Steliaris Air Fleet will annihilate Earth!"
Countless energy weapons on the fleet locked onto various locations on the planet.
Once they opened fire, there would be no doubt that this air fleet, brought here from the Purple Civilization, could obliterate the Earth in an instant.
An eerie silence fell over the world, as though life itself had been drained from the planet, leaving behind a barren wasteland.
Moments of stillness passed before a flood of angry messages inundated the internet, voices rising in fury from every corner of the globe,
"Hand over the chip they demand!"
"Don't let your stubbornness drag the world into chaos!"
"You're a monster!"
"You'll bring endless suffering to the Earth!"
"We demand a global trial for Drakebane!"
...
A chilling laugh echoed through the speakers. "Mr. Drakebane, do you hear that? This is the mindset of a primitive civilization.
"They will never truly respect the strong. All they know is their narrow, selfish desires.
"When disaster strikes, the people of Earth will only turn on each other.
"The history of the Purple Civilization speaks of a similar devastation from ten thousand years ago.
"In fact, they don't even need us to attack—you will destroy yourselves. Hahaha ...
"Drakebane, if you're willing, I could ask our leaders in the Steliaris to offer you a position as the first Intergalactic War God in our forces!"
Robin snorted in response. "What gives you the courage to be so brazen in my presence? Without a constant energy supply, no matter how advanced your technology is, it's useless junk!"
Without another word, he threw the dragon dagger, turning his back and stepping into the helicopter.
The dagger shot through the sky in a flash, cutting through the clouds and heading straight for the Steliaris Air Fleet of Thunder God.
This ancient relic, desired by millions, seemed almost insignificant in the face of the Steliaris Air Fleet's vast power.
Yet Robin knew that the core of all advanced technology was energy and power.
With enough energy, one could shatter any law and travel across the stars.
If the energy source of the Steliaris Air Fleet was destroyed, it would become nothing but scrap metal.
The dagger struck the energy core of the fleet, immediately sapping its once mighty strength.
"Drakebane, stop your reckless actions, or else ... "
Robin sneered. "No one can threaten me.
"In my world, it's destroy or be destroyed!
"You can't kill me—so I'll destroy you instead!"
"No!" A furious roar echoed from beyond the atmosphere. "Drakebane, if you destroy the warship, we'll be stranded here, unable to return to Steliaris ... "
Robin's cold gaze remained fixed on the crumbling Steliaris Air Fleet as it spiraled toward the Earth. "You have no right to make demands of me!"
What's this?
Is it all fate, the trials and tribulations of a past life?
Or is there something more—some hidden calamity, opportunity, or unspoken bond that has to be faced in this moment of time and space?
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