Super God Academy: Kabuto

The once eternally illuminating sacred starfield is now corrupted by a viscous, surging, dark blue light. The triangular biological fleet, like colossal shadows rising from a deep-sea nightmare, layer upon layer obscures starlight, besieging the Celestial Court of Merlo. There are no deafening roars, only countless whispers washing over the angels' mental defenses and the computational core of the sacred domain like a tidal wave.

At the forefront of the fleet, the Triangular Commander—Lan Cang—who had been severely wounded by Tsukasa Kadoya but taken away by the Abyss Phantom, now stood in an even more distorted posture. It had fully recovered, its aura reaching new heights. Intricate dark patterns flowed across its dark blue-black scales, and its three pairs of compound eyes coldly gazed at the silver-white holy city before it. It was no longer a warrior, but rather a "sacrificial vessel" or "gateway" bearing some kind of will.

The entire defensive array of the Celestial Court of Merlo was deployed, the angelic battle formation resembling an ocean of light, the gleam of silver armor and wings mingling with the dark blue tides that tore through the starry sky. And all eyes were focused on the center of the battlefield.

Keisha sat regally on her silver throne, hovering directly before the celestial court. She wore no armor, only a simple silver dress, yet the sacred majesty emanating from her seemed to freeze time itself. She gazed calmly at Lancang, her eyes scrutinizing a defiled creation.

Lancang emitted a high-frequency shriek, which resonated throughout the entire fleet. A dark blue spiritual tsunami, almost solidified and mixed with the erosion of the void, surged toward Keisha! At the same time, the biomass platform beneath it exploded, and countless tentacles wrapped in ghostly light and exuding the aura of "existence erasure" sealed off all space and strangled her.

Keisha did not get up, but simply pointed with her finger.

"quiet."

Her words became law. Pure, sacred silver light emanated from her fingertips, rapidly expanding into an absolute domain. Wherever it touched, the spiritual tsunami dissipated like bubbles, and the torrent of biomass was directly purified into light dust. The triangular warships charging ahead melted away silently, like snow meeting the blazing sun.

Lancang roared, its azure energy erupting like a volcano, forcefully carving out a "deep sea realm" within the silver light domain. It waved its bony flippers, stirring up cosmic dust and free energy, which condensed into countless giant ice meteors carrying the corrosive power of the void, crashing down like shattered star rings.

Keisha finally rose from her throne. Silver wings unfurled behind her, each feather flowing with the light of the end. With one step, she entered the "deep sea realm" of Lancang, and the falling ice meteors vaporized and dissipated when they touched her within three feet.

"Trial".

With a gentle flap of its silver wings, there was no earth-shattering sound, only a silver thread, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of severing cause and effect, silently cutting towards the core of Lancang.

Lancang's three pairs of compound eyes simultaneously emitted blinding blood light. Instead of dodging or avoiding, it spewed out a condensed, tangible spiritual torrent, wrapped in dark void energy, from its massive maw to meet the attack head-on!

boom----!!!

At the center of the collision between the two supreme forces, silver light, dark blue, and pitch black intertwined and annihilated each other wildly. Space was torn into a shattered spider web, briefly forming a miniature black hole, which was then forcibly smoothed out by a higher-level rule.

Keisha swayed slightly, her silver wings shimmering, standing firmly in the center of the turbulent energy flow. Lancang let out a painful roar, a deep gash of burning silver-white flames appearing on his nearly indestructible scales. The black energy continuously tried to heal the wound, but was constantly burned and purified by the holy flames.

The difference in strength has been determined. In a direct confrontation, Keisha steadily suppressed this "enhanced" Abyss Vanguard.

however--

Just as Keisha was about to expand her gains and completely purify Lancang—

At the edge of the battlefield, the void was brutally torn apart by a savage, turbid force filled with a corrupt aura! Hua Ye suddenly appeared, accompanied by rampant laughter:

"Keisha! My queen! The way you fight still makes my heart itch!"

His eyes gleamed with a strange, gray-black light—the marks of erosion by void microparticles. In his hand condensed a highly unstable, gray-black energy sphere that seemed capable of devouring light. Its target wasn't Keisha, but rather the opening in her sacred domain that had slightly fluctuated during her full-force attack against Lancang!

The most insidious sneak attack was launched at the moment when the old forces were exhausted and the new forces had not yet been generated!

"Die, you bitch!" Hua Ye's face was contorted with rage as he hurled the energy ball, soaked in the power of void erosion, at Keisha's back!

Ruoning's figure vaguely appeared behind him, her gaze cold, and she did not stop him.

Just a moment before the gray-black energy sphere touched Silverwing—

hum!

A golden streak of light cut in at a speed that transcends the concept of "instantaneous"! It was not a linear movement, but rather as if time was partially folded and space was forcibly traversed.

The red and black figure landed steadily, its armor resembling a futuristic, sacred insect, its compound eyes shimmering with calm golden light, and its sharp shoulder horns pointing towards the starry sky—Kamen Rider Hyper Kabuto, but its level of existence is far closer to the "rules" themselves than its ordinary form.

He simply raised his hand. Before his palm, time was stretched and frozen infinitely. The energy sphere, powerful enough to severely injure a fourth-generation divine body, was trapped in amber, its speed approaching zero, and the violent void-eroding force on its surface rapidly diminished under the higher-level time rules.

"Clock Over".

The calm electronic sound faded away.

The next instant, Hyper Kabuto appeared before Hua Ye like a ghost. No complicated moves, just a simple, direct, yet so fast that thought couldn't even register!

"What...?!" Hua Ye's sinister smile froze, turning into utter terror. The gray-black void energy on his body erupted in response, attempting to erode his defenses. But the golden halo enveloping the Hyperion fist seemed to be able to freeze the flow of time in a localized area. The moment the gray-black energy came into contact with the golden light, it froze as if solidified, and was then blasted through by the super-accelerated kinetic energy accumulated in the fist!

boom--! ! !

A solid, muffled thud. Hua Ye's chest armor, along with his flesh and bones, collapsed and shattered inward! His eyes bulged, blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out, and the gray-black energy around him dissipated like a deflated balloon! He flew backward and tumbled like a burst sack, his aura rapidly weakening, on the verge of annihilation.

"Hua Ye!" Ruoning was shocked and furious, but was pinned to the spot by Hypa Kato's cold gaze, as if trapped in a quagmire where time had stopped.

Just when everyone thought that this Heavenly King, who had stirred up so many storms, was about to perish—

An ominous ripple spread through the space once more. A gentle yet chilling voice rang out:

"King Hua Ye, it seems you need more... 'adaptation' time."

The teleportation aura of Deathsong Academy unfolded along Hua Ye's backward flight path, and Karl's figure was about to appear, intending to rescue this still valuable "chess piece".

However, some people were faster and more decisive than him.

Just before Karl's teleportation aura was about to touch Hua Ye's remains—

A hand emerged from the void behind Hua Ye. Covered by a simple black sleeve, the hand had long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles. The movement appeared slow, yet it was incredibly precise, gripping the back of Hua Ye's neck.

Like picking up flying insects.

There was no burst of energy, no flash of light, and it didn't even cause much of a spatial ripple.

Hua Ye's dying pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, reflecting the corner of black clothing behind him and the incomprehensible depths of darkness. Boundless fear engulfed his last vestiges of consciousness.

"It's noisy."

A whisper so calm it was almost indifferent.

Five fingers – come together.

puff.

A soft sound, like a dewdrop breaking.

Hua Ye's body and divine form, strengthened by void microparticles and capable of withstanding the bombardment of a god-slaying weapon, along with the struggling soul within, were utterly crushed and annihilated at the molecular level like dust under this casual pinch. There were no remains, no aftershocks, only a wisp of gray-black smoke dissipated before returning to nothingness.

Hua Ye, the king of the Heavenly Palace, an ambitious schemer, and a mere dabbler in the void, was thus completely wiped out.

The black hand slowly withdrew and disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never existed.

Karl's teleportation aura finally solidified completely. He revealed himself, his gaze sweeping from beneath his hood over the spot where Hua Ye had vanished, then back to the void where the black hand had disappeared, remaining silent for a moment. Neither angry nor surprised, only a faint hint of interest, as if he had observed unexpected data, flickered across his pale face.

Hyper Kabuto slightly raised his head, his compound eyes gazing towards the direction where Lin Yu's aura lingered in black, as if he had grasped something. His figure flickered, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing at the edge of the battlefield. His mission seemed to end there—to prevent the sneak attack and witness the inevitable end.

Keisha slowly withdrew her gaze from the spot where Hua Ye had vanished, her eyes calm and undisturbed, as if she had seen dust swept away. She then fixed her gaze on Lan Cang before her, the silver wings shining brightly once more.

"Now," her voice was as cold as ever, yet carried the weight of final judgment, "it's your turn."