My Infinite Cultivation System-Chapter 75: Alex entered the battlefield

The black warrior planted his feet firmly, sword was raised, aura flaring to its absolute limit. Godzilla’s massive chest rose and fell, each breath sending shockwaves across the battlefield, tearing apart the already shattered ground. The creature’s eyes glowed like molten metal, and its scales seemed to ripple with the promise of destruction.

He charged. His movements were faster than the eye could track, spinning through the air, striking at every vulnerable seam in Godzilla’s armor. He slashed, thrust, and spun in perfect rhythm, each motion a calculated strike of lethal precision.

Yet the monster did not flinch. Every strike of his sword bounced off the scales with dull, resonant clangs, sending jolts of energy through his arms. He could not even leave a scratch.

Godzilla’s tail swept outward. The black warrior leapt high, twisting midair, and landed several meters away as the impact cracked the ground where he had been standing. He rolled to his feet and swung again, faster and sharper, using all his strength. The blade collided with a dorsal plate, sparks showered, but the scales held firm. Every ounce of his skill and power was rendered almost useless.

The creature growled, a sound that vibrated in every living being on the battlefield. It stepped forward, and with one motion its claw struck the ground near the warrior, the shockwave sending him tumbling. He rolled, tried to regain his footing, but every step was met with tremors and unstable earth. He cursed under his breath. Nothing in all his battles had ever tested him like this. He was strong, fast, precise, and yet powerless against sheer scale and strength.

He attempted a single, massive strike, pouring his entire energy into it. Sword flashing like black lightning, he aimed for the chest, where the scales appeared thinner. The blade connected. Sparks erupted. The vibration slammed up his arms. Yet the scales remained intact. Not even a scratch. The black warrior staggered back, panting. His muscles screamed, his aura flickered, and blood ran down his hands from minor cuts sustained in the effort.

Godzilla tilted its massive head, observing him. Every movement was deliberate, calculated. It stepped forward, each stomp crushing grounds and creating craters. The black warrior leapt again, swinging at the same dorsal plate, and the blade bounced off uselessly. He gritted his teeth. This was a fight he could not win with skill alone.

The vampire prince looked at the woman.

"He cannot fight that monster anymore. Go and bring him back, even if you have to make him unconscious!"

The woman beside him reacted instantly. She began weaving spatial sigils in the air, a tear in reality opening behind the black warrior. She reached for him. "We must go now!" she shouted.

The black warrior sensed her presence, but he directly refused her. He wanted to kill this monstrosity even though he didn’t stand a chance or else, or else...

But suddenly an invisible force sealed the entire battlefield.

The ground trembled violently. Time itself seemed to falter. Even Godzilla froze mid-step, its massive claw suspended above the fractured earth. The air thickened, pressing against lungs like solid stone. Spatial currents twisted and folded, forming invisible chains that locked every inch of the battlefield.

The vampire woman gasped. The teleportation sigils in her hands flickered and died.

"Impossible... the entire battlefield is sealed. There is no escape."

The black warrior narrowed his eyes, struggling under the cataclysmic pressure.

Then the world looked up.

The dying human race. The Martial Emperors. The Saints. Every martial artist scattered across the shattered land. Civilians in bunkers across the Central Continent. The Dragon race. The Vampire race. The Phoenix race. The Werewolf race.

All eyes turned to the sky.

A young man stood suspended in the air, hands clasped behind his back as if he were merely observing a minor disturbance.

His long silver hair drifted gently in the wind.

His sapphire blue eyes regarded the battlefield with calm detachment.

Elizabeth saw him.

Her hands flew to her mouth. Tears spilled down her face without restraint.

"Absolute Zero," the young man said softly.

The word fell like a decree.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of lower-level monsters froze solid. Ice spread across the battlefield in a violent surge, swallowing flesh and bone alike. What had been a tide of nightmares became an endless field of frozen statues.

An ice age descended with a single sentence.

Even Godzilla began to crystallize, frost crawling over its scales.

The young man stepped forward and vanished.

He reappeared before the mountain-sized beast and gently swept his leg outward.

Boom.

Godzilla’s colossal body was sent flying like a ragdoll, carving a trench across the battlefield before crashing into the distance.

The young man descended calmly before Elizabeth.

"I am not late, am I, Mom?" he asked, genuine concern in his voice.

Before she could answer, Godzilla rose again with a furious roar. Blue light gathered in its throat as it began charging the annihilation ray.

"Mom, please give me a moment. I will be back."

He vanished once more.

He appeared beside the black warrior and the frozen vampire woman.

The space around them remained locked under his authority. Absolute nullity suppressed the vampire’s talent. Teleportation was no longer possible for her. She had already lost the ability to bend space.

Alex stood beside the black warrior.

"Dad, we need to talk after this fight," he said softly before stepping forward.

The black warrior fell to his knees.

He could not speak.

For two years he had endured torture and humiliations for the sake of his son. And now that same son stood before him, saving his life.

Should he feel pride?

Or guilt?

Tears streamed down his face regardless.

"Dragon Transformation.", Alex muttered.

Power erupted like a volkano.

Alex’s body shifted into dragonoid form. Scales of shimmering silver and black enveloped him. His presence expanded violently.

His strength surged from twelve planetary units to two hundred and forty.

He clenched his fist and drove it into Godzilla’s abdomen.

Boom.

The shockwave obliterated every frozen monster within hundreds of kilometers, reducing them to blood mist. The pressure alone would have annihilated every human present, but Alex extended his mental domain, shielding the martial artists from the residual force.

Godzilla was launched into the sky.

Alex appeared above it instantly and struck again.

The colossal beast slammed into the earth with an impact that rivaled a nuclear detonation. The entire battlefield convulsed.

Boom.

Alex kicked Godzilla like a ball, sending it hurtling across the horizon. He teleported ahead of its trajectory and kicked again.

The sight bordered on absurd.

A one-point-nine-meter figure was dismantling a two-hundred-thirty-four-meter monstrosity as if it were nothing more than a toy.

Godzilla had already lost consciousness.

But Alex did not stop.

When he had seen blood on his mother’s face, something inside him had ignited. His blood had surged violently through his veins. Anger had consumed him completely.

For ten relentless minutes, he beat the creature without mercy.

Only then did he stop.

He stood upon Godzilla’s chest, breathing evenly.

A screen appeared before him.

[Name: Super Godzilla]

[Talent: Annihilation Ray (Mythical)]

[Rank: Level 9 Planetary Realm]

[Strength: Eleven Planets]

[Note: An ancient creature of Earth. It resurfaced after the trial began.]

"What a magnificent creature you are," Alex murmured. "You should serve me."

"System, initiate force bonding."

[Ding! Forceful bonding initiated.]

[Bond successful. Host has gained a third beast.]

[Would you like to merge with the feedback strength?]

"Not yet," Alex replied calmly.

He looked around.

The battlefield was silent.

No one dared breathe loudly. Not humans. Not dragons. Not vampires. Not phoenixes. Not werewolves.

They feared that even the smallest disturbance might draw his attention.

At this moment, Alex was the most terrifying existence present.

Then the silence shattered.

A sound erupted from the martial artists. It was not orderly. It was not dignified.

It was primal.

Thousands of voices tore into the sky at once. Helmets were thrown into the air. Weapons were raised high.

Men and women who had prepared themselves to die screamed until their throats burned raw.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"VICTORY!"

"HE DID IT!"

"SIR ALEX DID IT!"

The roar rolled across the devastated land like reborn thunder. It was raw. It was wild. It was alive.

They had survived annihilation.

Alex did not remain to absorb their praise.

He vanished and appeared before the vampire woman.

"Leave," he said coldly. "Or the Supreme Bloodline Resonance shit will become annihilation resonance for every vampire on this planet."

He had already read the details concerning his father. Rafael had clarified the rest.

He did not wait for her reply.

He teleported her away.

Then he turned.

Before he could speak to his father, a figure appeared behind him.

Alex turned and saw Elyndros.

The cold detachment faded instantly. He scratched the back of his head.

"Hey, Master. Did you break any old bones?" he asked lightly.

For once, Elyndros did not curse him.

The old man stepped forward and embraced him tightly.

Alex felt the tremor in his master’s body. He saw the tears that were wiped away almost instantly.

He hugged him back.

"Master, wait here. Let me finish this first," Alex said gently.

Elyndros nodded and stepped back.

Alex floated upward.

He raised the index finger of his right hand.

"Heal."

And light descended upon the world.