Let everything go to nothing

"Is the one who was crushed and beaten to death the current king of Yiren?"

"It's a shame, but that opponent isn't weak! 35

"You, let's go together!"

Hive smirked disdainfully, then cast a glance at all the formidable Skrull warriors.

Talos didn't dare to protest; he joined the fray personally, leading the Skrull elites out of Attilan alongside the Hive.

Queen Medusa watched as the Hive and the Skrulls departed. After a moment's contemplation, she left behind an elderly third-order alien and then led the high-ranking alien forces to the moon, following the Hive.

The battle on the far side of the moon was critical, potentially deciding the fate of Black Bolt and the entire Inhuman race.

Medusa couldn't afford to conserve her strength.

Upon arriving at the moon's dark side, the Hive and its people beheld a scene akin to an apocalypse.

Where once the moon's hidden face lay in perpetual darkness, it now seemed scorched by the sun.

Light flickered incessantly, casting a reddish glow over the earth.

The thin air warped from the intense heat, some areas resembling molten lava from solar flare impacts.

Yet despite the harsh conditions, the Skrulls and Inhumans were far from weak, managing to hold their ground.

Upon seeing Black Bolt's reinforcements, Caesar ceased his assault.

Taking a step back, he fixed his gaze on the assembled forces.

The Hive's strength was not to be underestimated.

With a rare moment to catch his breath, Black Bolt swiftly regrouped after Caesar's ceasefire.

He glanced hurriedly at Medusa and Talos, then eyed the Hive warily.

Battered and blistered, Black Bolt's grim state couldn't escape Medusa's notice. She turned to Caesar urgently,

"Great ruler!

"We Inhumans bear no grudge against you. We are willing to surrender all Skrulls and seek peace with you!

Now clearly outnumbered, the Skrulls grew tense at Medusa's sudden betrayal, rallying together nervously.

Glancing at the aliens, Talos made silent preparations.

"Oh, so it's you who wants to fight, and you who doesn't want to fight!"

"Have you taken all the good things in the world?"

Caesar teased Medusa, saying, "If you want peace, it's simple. Just let Black Bolt live!"

"As a king, sacrificing for your own race is noble."

"Come, Black Bolt, it's time to be a hero. Can you ensure the safety of the Inhumans, or will you die happily?"

"I really hate pointless battles!"

After Caesar spoke, the Skrulls remained unchanged, while some Inhumans showed subtle reactions, especially non-royal aristocrats.

Medusa blushed, unsure of what to do, while Black Bolt, already red-faced and blistered, scanned the newly arrived Inhuman powerhouse warily.

Caesar eyed the unfamiliar powerhouse with suspicion. "A king should sacrifice for the whole race," he affirmed, "but if a king is forced to sacrifice by his own people, they are unworthy."

The Hive stepped forward pointedly. "Moreover, when enemies are before you, seeking peace is chaos. Attempting to show strength while pleading with the enemy is a joke."

"Are these newcomers so naive? Are aliens being slaughtered now?" Caesar exclaimed.

Medusa bowed her head in response, and the other noble Inhumans composed themselves.

Medusa was deeply concerned for Black Bolt, and with hope for a better future for their people, no one wished to die now.

"Are you all really willing to gamble?" Caesar questioned. "To stake the future of our race on an uncertain victory or defeat?"

"What if you lose?" he challenged the Hive, surprised by the boldness from Black Bolt's secret protector.

The Hive and the Inhumans, including Black Bolt, seemed unprepared to confront this challenge, despite their power. The Hive's strength seemed to benefit from Black Bolt's demise.

"You think you can win against us and take the Skrulls and Black Bolt?" Caesar scoffed. "The future of our race isn't a gamble—it depends on our collective strength!"

"If you can defeat us, then claim the future of our race!" he declared.

With a long whistle, dozens of formidable aliens charged towards the Hive from the moon's depths.

After the hive neared self-imposed exile, the fate of the Infected Inhumans took a dramatic turn.

Those loyal to the hive, despite their incomprehensible devotion, faced an uncertain future. With the hive's decision to withdraw, many of the infected Inhumans, aware of the hive's plan, found themselves in a profound dilemma. It was both a sacrifice for their kin and an exile for themselves.

In the aftermath, a significant number of weaker Inhumans who had fallen into slumber never woke up. However, more than a dozen individuals with exceptional abilities, along with powerful aliens attuned to their king's presence, remained awake and alert.

Witnessed in astonishment by Black Bolt and the Skrulls, these long-dormant beings—awakened by the hive's call—converged towards their leader. Kneeling in reverence before the hive, they awaited his command with unwavering loyalty, their eyes blazing with anticipation after millennia of anticipation.

Silent tension hung heavy as Black Bolt, leading the Inhuman masters of today, Hive with his steadfast warriors, and the Skrulls commanding formidable biochemical weapons, cautiously encircled Caesar. The moment charged with unspoken challenges and alliances.

"Is this all your strength?" Caesar's nonchalant inquiry broke the silence, casting a dismissive glance over the assembled forces. Except for Black Bolt and Hive, the gathered strength appeared lacking—even Talos, leader of the Skrull people, seemed insufficient in his eyes.

Hive, with a casual wave, stirred up fine dust imbued with potent psychic energy, launching the first assault on Caesar. Reacting swiftly, the awakened aliens, previously kneeling, erupted into action, sacrificing themselves in a desperate bid to harm Caesar.

With no hesitation, Black Bolt and Talos made a decisive pact, setting aside their differences to join forces. They closed in, united in their resolve to besiege Caesar.

Undeterred by the onslaught, Caesar shook off the hive's mental assault. Bathed in a golden aura akin to the sun's divine power, he incinerated the parasitic dust and effortlessly severed the arm of a diamond-skinned Inhuman. The battlefield erupted into chaos as Black Bolt's vibrational waves, the Skrull leader's monstrous transformation, and a barrage of attacks from all directions rained upon Caesar.

In the face of overwhelming odds, Caesar's resolve remained unshaken. His golden radiance blazed brighter, embodying the essence of the sun itself. With a resolute command, he declared, "Then, let everything fade into nothing!"

And so, the battle for supremacy began in earnest, a clash of powers and loyalties amidst the cosmic turmoil of kings and their subjects.

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