Seeing no response, Kiba paraphrased the question and asked, "Do I get the chance to f.u.c.k Anthea and turn her husband into the happiest man in the world?"
Cosmic Emperor didn’t reply.
His mory was so strong that he rembered every detail from his life that lasted for millions of years, spanning multiple realities.
Yet, he seed to have forgotten what type of person he was.
Even in a life and death crisis, he would seek an opportunity to make out with a beautiful woman.
Now hearing the question from his past-self, he rembered this detail and realized why everyone felt he might be shaless.
Kiba misunderstood the silence, and his face paled.
"Don’t tell Anthea is dead?!"
Cosmic Emperor shook his head and said, "She’s fine."
"Ah!" Kiba’s face instantly brightened. There was sothing to look forward to!
"As for what happens in your future, we both know you don’t want a spoiler."
Kiba nodded.
Knowing how life plays out would ruin the fun. There would be no elent of surprise left.
Still, since the matter involved his greatest dream, he couldn’t help but seek a spoiler.
"..."
Cosmic Emperor sighed and said, "The Legacy Orb contains my mories along with my legacy, but they are sealed. You can unseal them whenever you want, but rember knowing the future would not only spoil the fun, it would also lead to changes you wouldn’t want in the long run."
Kiba’s expression turned serious, and he nodded in understanding.
Knowing the future also ant he would try to change things he wouldn’t like. That would an the tiline would further diverge from its original version, which would strengthen the ti loop.
This would be no less than willingly providing more ammunition to Ti against him.
"Obviously, there is a reason why I’m allowing you to unseal the mories whenever you want," Cosmic Emperor continued. "You would realize the reason in due ti."
He pressed a finger into his chest, and the Legacy Orb erged. It shot at Kiba, radiating a blinding glow.
Soon, it entered the space between his eyebrows. It rged with his consciousness and vanished.
"The orb also contains false mories," Cosmic Emperor further explained. "They would help you in learning the abilities you would need before the destined ti."
Cosmic Emperor’s body started fading.
He was just a projection and not his real self. With the orb becoming a part of his past-self, his projection no longer had a source of power.
"Don’t forget, even though Ti is your foe, the main antagonist is still Fate."
Cosmic Emperor’s voice echoed as his body almost disappeared.
"The only way to win is to transcend its control. And you know what that requires."
"Omnipotence!"
Kiba whispered as his future-self completely disappeared.
"Sothing that could be only gained by achieving true immortality!"
With the projection gone, the world of darkness crumbled, and cracks erged. A foreign force gripped Kiba, and he was pulled through the cracks.
"I would need to beco a Transcendental Immortal!"
With a loud bang, Kiba landed in the mausoleum.
"He’s back?!"
The Alphas struggling against the corpses were amazed.
They were curious about what happened to him, but they didn’t have the ti to concentrate on him. The corpses were turning stronger, and it was just a matter of ti before they were overpowered.
"We have to escape!" Alan shouted. "Winning against them is impossible!"
The others obviously knew that. But so did the corpses, and they wouldn’t allow them to rush into the space tunnel.
Then there were the lingering traces of energy from Ice Queen’s destruction. Not only has that energy turned the environnt bone-numbing cold, but it has also drastically impacted everyone’s speed.
The situation couldn’t turn any worse.
"No matter the situation, this mausoleum won’t be my graveyard!"
In the distance, Fla King declared.
For the last half an hour, he has been fighting a disfigured corpse whose legacy he has accepted.
The corpse’s abilities were similar to his, related to flas, but more powerful. Had he not known its origin, he would have thought the corpse belonged to House of Hestia. That’s how strong the corpse was with the usage of fire.
The disfigured corpse snorted at Fla King’s declaration.
It motioned its hand, and a wave of black fla rolled out, annihilating everything in its path.
By the ti it reached Fla King, the wave has expanded to shroud the entire world.
Fla King jumped back while spreading his hands.
"Blazing Hell!"
He shouted and blue flas expanded out of him, turning the surroundings literally into hell.
This hell was capable of vanquishing all evil. No one was capable of surviving it.
At least, that’s what he would have liked to boast as a mighty Level VIII Alpha.
Alas, the reality disappointed him.
As the wave of black flas crashed into the blazing hell, the latter lost its radiance and started shaking. The black flas cut through it and charged at Fla King.
"Dammit! This attack is far more powerful!"
Fla King turned into a fireball and retreated, shooting back like a blazing star. His speed wasn’t impacted by the lingering ice energy, but he was still no match for the expanding black flas.
They caught up with him and aggressively slamd into him, eating their way through the flas coating him.
BANG!
The impact sent him to the ground, and he slamd there like a teorite, pulverizing the surrounding.
"Cough!"
Fla King coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Luck is definitely not on my side today!"
He jumped back to his feet and eyed the disfigured corpse. The corpse was rushing at him, its mouth salivating from hunger.
"First, that bastard child of Rebecca humiliated in front of everyone," Fla King muttered. "And now you. But at least you are older than all my ancestors combined."
Being killed by the corpse wouldn’t be humiliating. This was undoubtedly a bright spark in this gloomy day.
That might be, but it didn’t an he would accept death.
As the corpse arrived before him, Fla King opened his mouth, and flas violently blasted out.
BOOOM
At such close range, it was impossible to dodge or survive the impact.
"No!" Fla King’s eyes constricted.
The corpse stood amidst the flas, without any injuries. It was like the blast served no role at all.
Fla King knew the corpse was turning strong with every second, but this was just too much! It was cheating!
The disfigured corpse reached for his throat and clawed it with its hand. Black flas erupted and wrapped the hand, soon moving onto the throat.
Fla King knew he was done for! Death was imminent!
He would die before he could even torture that bastard kid!
"Life is unfair!"
Fla King whined as the fla started corroding his throat.
Bang!
Just then, a cosmic hamr banged into the side of the corpse’s face. Its face caved in, and it was sent rolling into the distance.
"Haa!"
Fla King rubbed his throat and looked to his right as the hamr flew there.
"Dr. NTR?!"
Fla King uttered in disbelief.
Far away, the hamr flew into the open hand of Kiba. He grabbed it and looked at Fla King.
"T-thank you!" Fla King said excitedly.
With Dr. Kiba stepping in, he was saved!
"My luck is finally changing for good!"
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