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 memory was so strong that he remembered every detail from his life that lasted for millions of years, spanning multiple realities.
Yet, he seemed 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 remembered this detail and realized why everyone felt he might be shameless.
Kiba misunderstood the silence, and his face paled.
"Don’t tell me Anthea is dead?!"
Cosmic Emperor shook his head and said, "She’s fine."
"Ah!" Kiba’s face instantly brightened. There was something 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 element 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 memories along with my legacy, but they are sealed. You can unseal them whenever you want, but remember 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 meant he would try to change things he wouldn’t like. That would mean the timeline would further diverge from its original version, which would strengthen the time loop.
This would be no less than willingly providing more ammunition to Time against him.
"Obviously, there is a reason why I’m allowing you to unseal the memories whenever you want," Cosmic Emperor continued. "You would realize the reason in due time."
He pressed a finger into his chest, and the Legacy Orb emerged. It shot at Kiba, radiating a blinding glow.
Soon, it entered the space between his eyebrows. It merged with his consciousness and vanished.
"The orb also contains false memories," Cosmic Emperor further explained. "They would help you in learning the abilities you would need before the destined time."
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 Time 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.
"Something that could be only gained by achieving true immortality!"
With the projection gone, the world of darkness crumbled, and cracks emerged. A foreign force gripped Kiba, and he was pulled through the cracks.
"I would need to become 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 time to concentrate on him. The corpses were turning stronger, and it was just a matter of time 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 environment 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, Flame 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 flames, 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 Flame King’s declaration.
It motioned its hand, and a wave of black flame rolled out, annihilating everything in its path.
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By the time it reached Flame King, the wave has expanded to shroud the entire world.
Flame King jumped back while spreading his hands.
"Blazing Hell!"
He shouted and blue flames 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 flames crashed into the blazing hell, the latter lost its radiance and started shaking. The black flames cut through it and charged at Flame King.
"Dammit! This attack is far more powerful!"
Flame 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 flames.
They caught up with him and aggressively slammed into him, eating their way through the flames coating him.
BANG!
The impact sent him to the ground, and he slammed there like a meteorite, pulverizing the surrounding.
"Cough!"
Flame 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 me in front of everyone," Flame 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 mean he would accept death.
As the corpse arrived before him, Flame King opened his mouth, and flames violently blasted out.
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At such close range, it was impossible to dodge or survive the impact.
"No!" Flame King’s eyes constricted.
The corpse stood amidst the flames, without any injuries. It was like the blast served no role at all.
Flame 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 flames erupted and wrapped the hand, soon moving onto the throat.
Flame King knew he was done for! Death was imminent!
He would die before he could even torture that bastard kid!
"Life is unfair!"
Flame King whined as the flame started corroding his throat.
Bang!
Just then, a cosmic hammer banged into the side of the corpse’s face. Its face caved in, and it was sent rolling into the distance.
"Haa!"
Flame King rubbed his throat and looked to his right as the hammer flew there.
"Dr. NTR?!"
Flame King uttered in disbelief.
Far away, the hammer flew into the open hand of Kiba. He grabbed it and looked at Flame King.
"T-thank you!" Flame King said excitedly.
With Dr. Kiba stepping in, he was saved!
"My luck is finally changing for good!"