The blue light of the fleet's jump had not yet dissipated, and several figures had appeared in front of the route like ghosts.
The void was locked by an invisible force field, and even the starlight was stagnant here.
The third Golden Behemoth roared, and his huge body instantly blocked the front of the flagship. The dark golden scales emitted a halo of law, and the super-galactic-level pressure spread like a tide.
Malga was suspended in the air, his eyes under the black robe swept across the fleet, and finally fell on Martin's flagship.
Behind him, the dragon knight Betan had been unsealed, the dragon pattern on his armor was burning with phantom fire, the giant dragon under his crotch spread its wings that covered the sky and the sun, and every scale revealed the hideousness of being reborn from the fire.
"Don't waste time." Malga's tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable command.
Betan bowed and saluted, then he and the dragon transformed into a black rainbow and rushed towards Martin with the momentum to tear through the void.
"Stay!" The third Golden Behemoth roared and rushed forward. Its dark golden giant claws collided with Betan's dragon spear, and the energy shock wave it caused caused the surrounding starship shields to vibrate violently.
The ghost fire on the dragon spear and the golden light on the Behemoth's claws intertwined, burning out a distorted energy turbulence in the void - a super-galactic-level collision that even wrinkled time and space.
Marga watched the wrestling with great interest, and suddenly turned towards Martin with a sneer on his face.
"I didn't expect that in just a few years, you've developed a decent fighting force." She clapped her hands, "Unfortunately, it's not enough."
"Cocoro."
The lavender figure moved in response, and Kokoro's figure moved across the battlefield as if teleporting. The shadow energy condensed at her fingertips carried the law of devouring and went straight to the flagship bridge.
At this moment, an even more powerful golden pressure erupted from the flank of the fleet - the eldest Golden Behemoth had arrived at some point in time. It was taller than the third one, and its mane was pure red-gold. With a slap of its claws, it actually shattered Kokoro's shadow energy.
"Another one?" Malga raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and then turned into amusement, "It seems that Martin, you have more hidden cards than I thought."
Kokoro retreated to Marga's side, his face pale. "Young Master, the strength of its law... is comparable to Betan's."
The eldest Golden Behemoth roared and took a step forward, forming a pincer attack with the third one to protect the fleet. The pressure from the two super-galactic-level beasts intertwined into a net, temporarily forcing back the offensive of Betan and Kokoro.
Martin stood on the bridge, watching the figures confront each other in the void, his fingertips tapping lightly on the command console. He turned on the communication channel, his voice as steady as ever.
"Boss, Third Brother, tie them up. Time Sand Mech, activate the 'Time Cage' and lock Betan's Dragon Spear's trajectory!"
Hundreds of Time Sand mechas simultaneously unleashed the power of time. Betan's dragon spear's swing suddenly slowed, and the third Golden Behemoth seized the opportunity, sweeping across with its massive claws, fiercely slamming down on the dragon's wings. A shrill dragon roar echoed through the void, and the battle instantly reached a stalemate.
Marga watched this scene, but instead of getting angry, he applauded: "Good cooperation. But, do you think you can stop me like this?"
"The game has just begun." Malga's voice echoed in the void with a cold smile.
Martin looked at Betan and knew that he had been brainwashed. Now he could only imprison him and slowly find a solution.
Marga was ready to take action himself. His figure flashed like a ghost and instantly appeared in front of the Golden Behemoth boss.
The dark energy surging around him collided with the boss's golden light, causing a circular shock wave that made the alarms of the surrounding starships sharp and piercing.
"You think you can stop me with just a beast?" Malga said in a cold tone, and his palms turned into sharp claws and went straight for the boss's head.
The eldest brother roared and swung his huge tail, his red-gold mane exploded, and he used his thick forelimbs to block the attack - there was a dull "bang" sound.
The boss was shocked and took several steps back. The void under his claws actually cracked into a tiny gap, while Marga only swayed slightly, and his eyes showed even more contempt.
Martin's heart tightened as he watched from the bridge. He knew the Golden Behemoth's power best. To be defeated so easily, Marga's strength far exceeded his expectations. He immediately gave the order.
"Time Sand Mecha, focus on Malga! Golden Behemoth, entangle him!"
The time beams of hundreds of mechas shot towards Malga at the same time, but were distorted into nothingness by the dark energy layer around him.
The boss seized this moment of opportunity, and pounced forward again with his huge claws and a sharp roar that tore through the air, fighting with Marga.
Every collision was like two stars colliding in the void, and the energy aftermath shook the battlefield between Betan and the third brother.
"Martin, do you think a few powerful beasts can ruin my show?"
Malga suppressed the boss and sneered, "I have no fun, so you all can die."
Martin gritted his teeth and scanned Betan's numb face on the screen - the partner who once fought side by side with him, now reduced to a puppet, with only obedience in his eyes.
He took a deep breath and switched the communication channel: "Prepare the 'Starlink Cage', target locked on Betan!"
The starships began to adjust their formation, and countless energy beams intertwined into a web in the void. Although the boss was covered in wounds, he still held on to Marga tightly.
Red-gold blood dripped into the void, turning into sparks, reflecting this tragic game of order and chaos.
At this time, beams of light appeared strangely in an area, and Marga immediately became alert when he saw it.
However, before he could react, the cage formed by the interwoven beams of light suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, locking Marga's figure firmly in the center.
When Kokoro was thrown into the air, she hit the porthole of the starship. Blood oozed from her forehead, but she still struggled to get up.
Malga narrowed his eyes within the cage of light, dark energy surging wildly around him, yet it was suppressed by the golden runes flowing along the cage's walls. When the will of the universe materialized with the Creator Gods, he laughed, a laugh tinged with madness.
"So it's you guys, you're really brave."
The will of the universe and the gods of creation remained silent, merely raising their hands to form seals. Instantly, billions of chains of laws emerged from the void, wrapping around Marga in the cage of light like giant pythons.
Each chain is engraved with runes of the origin of the universe, which is a restraining force that is older and more domineering than the star chain cage.
"Erase me?" Malga raised his head suddenly, dark energy exploding within his body, stretching the light cage to the point of cracks. "Have you forgotten who my father is?"
The voice of the cosmic will was emotionless and as cold as the movement of stars.
"You are too playful and ignore the rules. You will be executed on the spot."
The chains of law suddenly tightened, the light cage resonating with the chains, emitting a teeth-grinding hum. Malga's figure distorted in the strong light, but he continued to roar.
"Nonsense, my father will not let you go."
She didn't finish her words. The Creation Gods activated the formation together, and the runes on the chains lit up, stripping away and purifying Malga's dark energy bit by bit.
Kokoro watched the once familiar yet now unfamiliar figure gradually disappear in the light, and finally couldn't help crying out loud.
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