Chapter 162: Relax, You Won't Die
The moment they entered, GOD felt His skin beginning to liquefy. A temperature hot enough to incinerate reality swallowed them both.
This was the outermost layer of the star, a region where the heat reached a staggering 100,000°C.
GOD smashed a fist into King, trying to force him to let go.
If we dive into the core... the consequences for me will be catastrophic...
King possessed the power of Adaptation; he would surely adjust to this extreme temperature in record time. But GOD, currently anchored to a human vessel, couldn't!
However, GOD's attacks landed on King like a light breeze. They couldn't even leave a mark.
Dammit! I forgot—he's adapted to me! This ability is beyond disgusting!!
Realizing his punches were dealing zero damage, GOD remembered the bitter truth: King had adapted to His very existence. Nothing He did could harm the man.
In terms of raw physical strength, GOD couldn't break King's grip either. He was being forcibly dragged forward toward the center of the star.
During the charge, King didn't stop his assault. His free hand rained down blows on GOD, each punch carrying power that eclipsed a nuclear detonation.
GOD was soon pummeled into a state of mental fog. The extreme heat caused wisps of white smoke to rise from his vessel, and combined with King's heavy strikes, His situation turned into a total disaster.
POP!
With a crisp sound, the blinding white light around them shifted intensity, turning into a void of pure brilliance.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
GOD finally let out a scream of pure agony. The temperature had skyrocketed past the limit of His current endurance.
They had reached a region exceeding 500,000°C. The very space around them was warping from the heat.
Even King's skin showed signs of melting, but with every flash of green light, his body restored itself instantly.
The two tangled in the deepest reaches of the star. Every collision briefly dispersed the heat around them, creating a momentary vacuum of absolute zero amidst the fire.
After hundreds of consecutive impacts, King's skin stopped melting entirely. He had successfully adapted to the core temperature of the star.
GOD, on the other hand, was in a pathetic state. His black-gold armor had been pulverized, and his body was continuously melting into a slurry of blood and divine essence.
If not for the divine life force provided by GOD's presence and his own superhuman recovery, Garou's body would have been ash long ago.
This is really bad...
Inside the mindscape, Garou's soul continued to howl and rebel. In the physical world, the crisis was mounting. GOD was being pushed to His absolute limit.
Finally, after one more Imperial Fist connected, GOD was sent hurtling backward, the last scraps of His armor flaking away.
The berserk heat engulfed His unprotected form. This was the final straw. GOD's entire being—His very vessel—began to burn violently.
Watching GOD scream in the mental space, Garou's eyes sharpened. He realized his chance had finally arrived.
After a final, desperate struggle for dominance, the weakened and charred GOD failed to maintain control. Garou forcibly reclaimed his own body.
King, preparing to throw another punch, froze. He looked at the being before him. The aura and gaze had shifted completely. It was no longer the cold deity, but a familiar, defiant youth.
"Garou?"
The entity—now truly Garou—nodded. He grimaced in excruciating pain from the third-degree burns covering his body, but he managed to force a bloody grin.
"King... although it pisses me off that I couldn't beat you... I hate the idea of that thing using my body to slaughter humans even more. It's beneath me."
"Kill me now. If I die here, the monster inside me will be extinguished with me. It won't be able to invade our world anymore."
"Heh... I still have so many regrets. I didn't even get to become the 'Absolute Evil' before I kicked the bucket!"
Garou spread his arms wide, a look of profound relief on his face, fully exposing his broken chest to King's iron fist.
He wanted to live, to end the era of heroes, to become the savior of monsters. He wanted to achieve his dream.
But he couldn't let the monster inside him return to Earth. If it did, the old man—Bang—would be in danger.
Whatever. Absolute Evil... I'll try again in the next life. This time, I'll play the role of the big hero who saved the world.
Just then, King laughed. He reached out and patted Garou's charred shoulder, his tone playfully teasing:
"The Great Hero who wants to be 'Absolute Evil,' huh? You can rest easy on that front."
"You aren't going to die. I'm here."
♧♧♧
-> 20 Advanced chapters Now Available on Patreon!!
-> https://www.patreon.com/c/Segais
(Just remove the hyphen to access patreon normally)
If you like this novel please consider leaving a review that's help the story a lot Thank you