After billions of years of gravity pulling and aggregation, the dense core formed by the fusion of impact and high temperature was shattered by the powerful impact in the blink of an eye. Frost and death rock clouds exploded from the center of asteroids that lasted several kilometers like fountains. The hard giant scales rubbed against the rocks in the void and fog, and the dense iron core burned under the wings and then cooled again. Following this is complete nothingness, without giant beasts, without impact, everything disappeared. This place is filled with dead cold, and the brilliance of the star cannot warm the rock formations here. Asteroids that deviate from their original orbits began to slowly fly towards the solar system, and will be completely torn by gravity when passing through the solar system planets in the future.

This is a silent war. Only when the power armor emits an alarm or the shattered rocks hit the surface of the armor quickly can he hear some sounds. He does not need to rely on the sound to judge the risks. The spiritual energy of the wide-area mental conversation spreads out like a radar to detect any intelligent creatures in the nearby universe that produces emotional changes. The silk thread of fate is torn into extremely thin silk threads or even fibers in front of him, observing the special future under different influences of each second.

He was bleeding, and the blood was sucked out of the soft seal of the power armor by low pressure, condensed into rubies in the void.

His thigh was hit by a fist-sized microplanet flying at high speed, his leg bones were almost smashed to pieces, his abdomen was penetrated by a colorful feather, and now the protein organic matter was still stuck on the front and rear armor surfaces, and blood beads flowing from the wounds of his neck were floating in his helmet. Soon the program equipped with this power armor reacted, and the survival system designed to function in the most extreme cases was put in handy—the sealing foam and armor adhesive were respectively served.

The device controls the spray on the inside and outside of the gap of the power armor, and jointly prevents the leakage of gas and liquid into the low-pressure environment. Pain analgesics and combat stimulants are injected into his body through blood vessels, relieving the pain caused by injury and boosting his spirit. The waste liquid circulation part in the life maintenance system strengthens work efficiency, inhaling sweat and blood into the filtered liquid system for thorough purification, mixing it with glucose and other solutions, and then injecting it into his body to supplement the electrolytes he lost due to intense exercise.

But none of these measures can help his partner.

Pergasus' white wings turned black, and his muscles were covered with sharp rocks and scratches left by ice cones. The muscles of the hind legs were torn apart. As soon as the wound was bleeding, it was condensed by frost. Every movement was torn apart from the wound. This pain was enough to suffocate. It barely swelled its wings, and flew crookedly to a microplanet not far away. In a flash, the gravity magic was on the horse.

The hooves were formed, and as soon as Pergasus landed, he fell to the ground. His moist mouth and nose kept exhaling ice mist, water ice, methane, ethane, carbon monoxide and hydrogen cyanide surfaces made of cold and slippery. "Enough, you have done enough, my friend." The emperor got up from the ground and reached out to pat Pergasus' white horse's neck. He let go of the golden reins on his hand, "Go back and find Beyonetta and Athena, so that they don't worry."

Tianma's anger was conveyed directly to the emperor through the contract, and it asked the emperor to cast a law to heal so that it could continue to fight.

"We don't know where it is hiding now, Pergasus." The emperor smiled bitterly. A white light appeared under his palm, but if he looked directly, he could see nothing. His palm brushed across the wound of the horse's leg. Pergasus let out a long breath, and the pain that had been bothering him had turned into a comfortable itch, making him drowsy. "If it wants to hide, we have to take a little time to find it, but you can't last for so long. Go back now, I cover you up and retreat... I promise you that this is not a particularly difficult thing, and it will not damage your honor. Eat some frozen apples, my friend, not everyone in this world can eat fruit on the microplanets brought by Coboy."

Pergasus used its large front teeth to bite the emperor's fingers wrapped in armor.

"Haha, I believe it's not good." The emperor smiled and shook his head. His wounds began to heal, but the red gems condensed on the surface of the armor still stubbornly attached. "One of its eyes is blind, and one wing has been cut off by us. You bit it, right?" The emperor turned to look at the distant sun. The traces left by his battle with the Feathered Snake God were clearly visible. The holy sword drew straight scars from the asteroids in the classical Koibo belt, extending to the ecliptic surface and out of the solar system. The microplanets and asteroids on this scar were burned by the power of the holy sword and penetrated through. Each asteroid and microplanet had a Latovian number. When the emperor's eyepiece turned to them, information about these stars would be displayed.

The corpses of creatures of outer dimensions were everywhere in the void, these were slaves summoned by the feathered snake god. As time went by, the number of creatures in outer dimensions became smaller and smaller. The emperor knew that Constantine and the knights were loyally executing their orders on the earth, constantly adding weights of victory on one side of the scale. A wing larger than many microplanets slowly rotated and evaporated with a phenomenon that did not conform to physical laws. The flames of the holy sword were burning violently at the cross section of the wings. This was the heavy blow given to the feathered snake god by the emperor, and he and Pergasus paid an extremely heavy price.

"This is where we fight and die, my friend." The emperor stood up with difficulty, the severe pain in his thighs was eased, and the broken bones returned to their original position with the help of external dimension forces and bonded with flesh and blood. He pointed the Holy Sword at a void without a star, "We will kill it, we will definitely."

Immediately afterwards, a giant hand with inhuman colored skin and blood-red human nails stretched out from the void, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the microplanet where the Emperor and Pergasus were located.

"What does this mean, Laura Crawford?"

"I mean, if you can't see the emperor or the Snake God, it's also a very normal thing." After coming to the Tianjian Space Station, Laura Crawford was taken to the room by Natasha Romanov to wash, and then went to the medical room to professionally treat the wound. After doing this, Victoria Hand, who also came to the space station on the Sky aircraft carrier, summoned her to the conference room, and Natasha Romanov stood aside. "After confirming the abnormal brightness of the Eartasha Zeta, I figured out the name that the Earser God may have obtained in history. Judging from the written records, all the performances of the Earser God are in line with the description of the text, such as heavy rain, clouds, floods, etc. If we look at it in chronological order, the name Feather God is likely to be added later. According to the research of human geneticists, the two legends of this creature come from the same gene source."

"so what?"

"The scales are called Jiaolong, the wings are called Yinglong, the horns are called Qiulong, and the horns are called Chilong. Doesn't wings sound very similar to the feathered snake god?" The Chinese words in Laura Crawford were very awkward, but the translator faithfully passed on the meaning she wanted to express to the participants, and even the holographic images of Victor von Dum were included. "The Yinglong takes flexion and extension as a god - the general meaning of this sentence is that Yinglong can change its size at will. What we saw in the orbit before was a special form. The winged dragon is the original image of the dragon totem, which can be traced back to 7,400 years ago. This is another argument."

"We are not interested in the Snake God now, Ms. Crawford." Victoria Hand said with a frown, "I want to know when the Emperor can return to Earth?"

"Let her finish, Ms. Hand," said Victor von Doom suddenly, "this is very important."
Chapter completed!