Compass Carburettor now had the power of Truck-Kun. It was a low levelled power though, only capable of teleporting weak enemies to other universes.
And the mont he obtained this power, he gained understanding regarding it, realising that Truck-Kun's powers worked at a level more complex than what he had assud.
To teleport an individual to another universe, Truck-Kun had to obtain sothing known as a 'Universe-Entry-Permit.' As to what it was, he had a hard ti wrapping his head around it.
Truck-Kun would have to first stumble upon a universe. Following that, the driver in the truck would get down and visit the world in that universe to make contact with the denizens of that world.
And there, he would have to find a person and make him order a delivery. Once Truck-Kun finishes the delivery, no matter how minor it might be, he would gain permission to transmigrate people to that world.
That was the power system his entity ford around. It was sowhat annoying in the sense that without making this delivery, it was impossible to transmigrate anyone to that world.
But, that wasn't what he was relying upon now, and hence, he could heave a sigh of relief. What he was attempting was reverse transmigration, and that was to send an individual in another universe back to their ho universe.
The plan was simple.
First, Compass Carburettor would transform his body into a truck within which he would seat everyone. Following that, he would slam into a Grade 2 System and reverse transmigrate it to the System World. Before that happens, the truck would burrow into the enemy's body and travel alongside it to the System World.
As to how he would burrow into the System's body? Compass Carburettor had a plan in motion already. His goal was to first leave this world and work on a solution regarding Stencil, nothing else.
Once Hazen regains consciousness, he had the confidence to figure out a plan. After all, their powers were synonymous with one another and were geared for the task.
And as the situation in the apocalyptic setting continued to get progressively dangerous, making the flas of war spread out and intensify further and further, he had zero intentions of remaining there.
Moreover, he didn't have enough strength to fight. Doing the transmigration was all he could achieve now, only thanks to him having enough ntal Energy and since it was a truck, even though it was under his control, Truck-Kun could still drive it, allowing him to save the last vestiges of his ntal Strength.
Hazen was unconscious, Stencil was knocked unconscious, and Truck-Kun was severely damaged and exhausted, requiring imdiate rest and recovery. Gehera was at the end of her strength too, having strained her Ruin of Amagoth too much.
She couldn't even take out another Totem, not to ntion use its powers.
Compass Carburettor only had enough ntal Strength for one shot, and this was thanks to Stencil. Therefore, they had to make it count.
Boom!
Thousands of magic circles covered the sky, targeting the truck when suddenly, the majority of them were destroyed by a shockwave that spread around.
Honk!
Truck-Kun reinforced their truck to the limit, being sent flying by the shockwave.
"Finally!" The Regression System coughed out, smiling weakly with broken teeth and severed limbs, staring at the sky to gaze with reverence at a certain entity that had appeared in the sky silently.
In response, Immortal stopped pumlling the Regression System to bits and stared at the sky to open his mouth and utter a growl.
Zaira!
She had returned from the dangerous worlds under Mystique's control, seething with rage upon noticing that five Grade 2 Systems had died already while many among the rest were severely injured.
The situation was even more critical for the Grade 3 Systems that were literally on the verge of death. If not for Regression, they would have died too.
Even Regression was holding for dear life while being pumlled nonstop by Immortal's thunderous attacks, its limbs hacked at rates faster than its healing speed.
Thud!
The mont Immortal let go of his hold over it, the Regression System collapsed weakly to the ground, gasping in exhaustion as it wasn't even able to flap its eyelids.
"Be ready!" Truck-Kun shouted as he glanced at Compass Carburettor before eyeing a severely wounded Grade 2 Systems from afar, "I'll teleport right next to it in a second. You transform into a truck and execute our plan."
The shockwave had sent the truck flying. But thankfully, among the entities being sent flying were countless Grade 2 Systems, one of which was utterly weakened by the attack and was helpless for the mont.
"Now!" At Truck-Kun's shout, the truck disappeared and appeared ten tres away from the Grade 2 System, travelling at almost the sa speed as they were both heading straight towards a mountain.
"Gah!" Compass Carburettor grunted, forcing himself to not fall unconscious as his body transford into ntal Energy, leaked out of the truck, and layered over it to beco a truck. Truck-Kun retracted his truck and ensured all the mbers were seated perfectly in the new truck.
The truck made a beeline towards the helpless Grade 2 System, inching closer as it approached a tre right at the mont the Grade 2 System crashed into the mountain. But, just when the truck was about to slam into it, the trio of Gehera, Compass Carburettor, and Truck-Kun were alard to see their target vanish suddenly.
"Everyone, return!" At her words, all the Systems in the apocalyptic setting disappeared and appeared behind her, under her protection. Zaira stared at their states, focusing on the Tell-Tale System before heaving a sigh in relief.
But, she didn't even have the freedom of ti to heal them as Immortal was already before her, charging up an attack as suddenly, his aura rapidly condensed before vanishing.
The Regression System gulped nervously while the Apocalypse System and Tell-Tale System were shitting bricks, realising that Immortal had now attained the peak of his strength.
"If you don't wish to disappear, stand behind ," Zaira said solemnly as imdiately, her body began to grow, taking on a physical form as two behemoths stared at each other in the apocalyptic setting.
In a setting where even the Regression System was only 340 tres tall, all the Systems, Slayer, Arnark, and even Mascot and Magister stared in shock, having never witnessed the peak strength of both the opposing parties, who were now the exact sa height.
Five Hundred tres!
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