The battlefield was no longer physical terrain; it had become a melting pot of broken dimensions.
Every time Null struck out with dark matter, the Hive Mother's jagged chitin split open into black, void-like maws. She wasn't just tanking Null's hyperversal onslaught she was drinking it. She fed directly on the fabric of space-time, swallowing the very seconds and gravity around them.
Null swung a heavy, dark-matter-infused high kick, but mid-arc, the Mother devoured the surrounding three seconds of time. Null's movement lagged instantly, freezing his momentum in mid-air.
With a deafening roar, the Mother's massive claw tore through Null's chest, ripping flesh and dark matter alike, slamming his reanimated frame through seven spatial planes at once.
Null crashed into the void, his zombie-like body smoking and severely fried. His flesh was charred, his bones cracked, and his Form 5 flickered violently under the absolute strain of her time-devouring counters.
He was at his limit.
"Null..."
A voice echoed from the depths of his memory a distinct, arrogant, yet commanding voice from his past training.
Satan.
> "Null, you always like to pause before unleashing your full power. You hesitate. Don't stop. Do it at full power you are strong."
Null's pitch-black, reversed eyes snapped open. He forced his shattered legs to plant into the non-existent floor. He chambered his leg, pulling his hip back into a perfect, textbook Taekwondo stance.
He began to charge the strike. The Dark Crown above his head burned with a terrifying, apocalyptic light. The sheer density of the dark matter coiling around his leg condensed 10x... 100x... 1,000 times the force of a collapsing neutron star.
The sheer weight of the impending blow threatened to collapse the entire realm before he could even launch it. Null hesitated for a microsecond, knowing the sheer scale of catastrophic collateral damage this kick would cause.
Then, the Void Master's calm, ancient voice resonated inside his mind, reassuring him:
> "Don't worry. This universe is already eaten by her. No one is alive here... you can always revive everyone later."
The last restriction in Null's mind snapped.
Null let go completely.
THE KICK.
It wasn't just a physical strike it was a total conceptual erasure. Null whipped his leg forward in a full-power Taekwondo roundhouse.
The force didn't just break the sound barrier; it wiped out the laws of physics entirely. Gravity vanished. Space shattered like brittle glass. The fabric of time disintegrated. Reality itself screamed as the 1,000x neutron star force tore through the entire dimension in a blinding, hyperversal shockwave!
The blast struck the Hive Mother dead-on.
Her massive, mountain-sized chitin hull was instantly atomized. The shockwave swept through her colossal frame, disintegrating her outer shell and erasing entire cosmic layers of her body into pure nothingness.
When the blinding light finally cleared, the Mother was not dead.
The massive, terrifying beast had been reduced by half. But instead of falling, the remaining gore and space-time energy collapsed inward, compressing itself to shedding its bulky, massive form to gain absolute mobility.
Out from the smoking crater of torn reality stepped a new entity.
She had taken on a sleek, human-like form. Long, snow-white hair flowed around her, and her eyes burned with a piercing, ethereal pink hue. Her slender body was draped in an otherworldly cloth woven entirely from shimmering, translucent space-time itself.
She didn't look like a beast anymore. She looked like a cosmic goddess.
Shedding her size had unlocked her true form and for the first time since the fight began, she was standing at her absolute, terrifying power
End of chapter 8
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