Novel & Cerita Will Vegeta Become A Destroyer

The statement hung in the air, a chilling paradox that made my blood run cold. “I feared the boy surviving another horrific battle would only push him further away from humanity emotionally,” he continued, his voice cracking with the weight of his confession. “Every terrible thing he survived, every monster he faced, every pain he endured... it didn’t break him. It hardened him. It was like he was forging himself into a weapon, and with every victory, he lost another piece of his soul. I was afraid he’d come back from this chimera hunt even more detached, even more ruthless, and one day, I’d look at him, and I wouldn’t see the boy I helped raise. I’d see the Destroyer.”

His rage was no longer simply his—it was the fury of all the gods who had fashioned him, twisted him into a weapon. “I am no longer your son,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of the universe itself. “I am the destroyer. And I shall break this universe apart, piece by piece.” He threw his head back, his mouth opening wide in a primal scream that resonated throughout the Hollow World. And with that cry, the world began to quiver even more violently. The once-beautiful landscape twisted and bent, and the very ground underneath me cracked open wider. “Stop! ” I cried, reaching out with everything I had, but my voice was swallowed by the chaos. Now he was out of reach.

After all, her magic energy was running dry after using a series of combined spells. The Behemoth's eyes lingered beyond Diana, specifically, toward Dylan. 'Before you do anything stupid, let me remind you who holds the right to your life.' On cue, the thousands of fireballs drew closer to the Behemoth's motionless tentacles. A hundred fireballs teasingly touched the tentacles, eliciting a hissing sound from the Behemoth. The regenerating ability had been rendered useless by the Gumura Ahiur, making the Behemoth watch its own body on fire.

The shadow creatures were gone. But something else was happening. Humanity was changing. Vega’s voice suddenly echoed from a nearby building speaker. Not loud. Not dramatic. Calm. “Do you feel it?” he asked softly. Maria turned sharply. “Show yourself!” His image appeared on a cracked billboard. “You see now,” Vega continued, “the Keeper was never afraid of destruction.” Helios growled. “Then what?” “Potential,” Vega answered. Morrow’s face paled. Maria stepped forward.

The eerie calm felt unnatural, as if a storm lurked just beyond it. I clenched my fists. “But if destiny is already decided, how can you stop it?” I questioned, watching as a flicker of hesitation crossed Kaelvor’s eyes. “I am the God of Destruction,” he said, his voice deep and resolute. “Together, with our combined power, I can stop doomsday.” I wasn’t convinced that marrying him was the right choice. No, I couldn’t marry anyone who wasn’t Zander Blake. I was his, and only his. There had to be another way to combine the power without marrying someone who wasn't my mate, Zander Blake.

Audella stated as she watched the two. Exciting? How is witnessing someone suffer exciting? "Isn't he gonna surrender or something? He might die in suffocation." Eleonna commented worriedly. Celeste chuckled at this. "I'm afraid the word surrender doesn't exist on Shaun's vocabulary," she said as she watched Shaun struggle to break free. "You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong."

They began to recap the entire situation. Why would the Destroyer want to reset the world? The answer was to eliminate all surviving humans, and he must have had his reasons for wanting to do so. Given the limit of his abilities, he was unable to eliminate them all in one fell swoop. He could only wipe out half of the population, proving that resetting the world inflicted a lot of damage on him. It was either that or he would be spending too much of his powers and leave himself in a weakened, vulnerable state. Because of this, he sent out monsters to deal with the remaining survivors.

He strongly desired to step out of the ranks of assassins and become a middle management member of Greensource Corp. Looking at Demetra, Jeckle said, "Is it that easy to deal with a powerhouse close to the Emperor level? Are you that confident?" Demetra nodded and said, "Yes, don't forget, although Wilbur is close to the Emperor level, I also possess the power of the destroyer. The power of the destroyer can break through all the enemy's defenses. Without his defenses, Wilbur, no matter how strong, is just trash." … A series of knocking sounds could be heard coming from the door.

Dave warned and I stepped closer and firm to his side. Lando snatched the device from his hand and I'm horrified as he threw it to the ground and destroyed it. "What have you done Suarez? What on Earth?" Dave bends to pick the pieces and I felt like smacking him for being unreasonable. "You destroyed it, Lando. How could you? That was the only evidence..." He stopped and burst into laughter. He was laughing through his pains. " That's not happening Suarez, I'm not that gullible. You should destroy it further because I seriously don't need it. I already did the needful, sorry but you're late."

Tyr remained silent as he stared at Vulcan’s determined expression. He was well aware that people in various fields sought different goals. Tyr’s lifelong goal as a martial artist was to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and become a God. People like Vulcan and Asger, who make a living by refining weapons, naturally want to create the world's strongest magical weapon. “Are you sure you don’t want to have your revenge?” Tyr asked once more. Vulcan waved his hand and said, “The Cardinal and the Great Guardian have abolished their cultivation base to atone for their sins. Ergo, our hatred for them has diminished.”