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Chapter 127 - When Containment Failed

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I had been stationed at the edge of the Divine Realm from the very beginning.

Not because the Dragon God asked me to.

But because I knew better.

Realm-upgrading rituals were never as simple as they appeared in theory. The larger the scale, the more violently causality resisted. External interference was rare—but when it came, it came catastrophically. My task was clear: seal anomalies before they could touch the ritual.

At first, everything proceeded smoothly.

From my position, I could see the Divine Realm undergoing its transformation. The once-formless divine expanse—an endless sea of layered laws and drifting domains—began collapsing inward. It did not crumble; it condensed.

Divine lands dissolved into light.

Law structures unraveled into energy.

Conceptual frameworks lost independence and flowed toward a single axis.

A planet was being born.

The speed of the process surprised even me.

Normally, such a transformation would require extreme caution—slow compression, gradual stabilization, repeated recalibration of law matrices.

But this ritual was accelerating.

I knew why.

The Dragon God was pushing beyond the calculated limits.

Not with reason.

With emotion.

His will—his obsession—was forcing the Divine Realm forward, overriding natural resistance. In a sense, it was working. The faster the transformation, the less time instability had to accumulate.

But speed always demanded a price.

I felt it then—a faint distortion in karmic flow.

Something was wrong.

The ritual completed.

The Divine Realm was no more.

In its place hung a Divine Planet—vast, radiant, terrifyingly dense. Law stabilized across its surface. Dimensional anchors locked into place. Space itself bent obediently around its gravity.

For a brief moment, there was success.

Then—

A sound tore through reality.

It was not a roar of triumph.

It was a cry.

A cry so raw, so broken, that even the Divine Planet shuddered in response. Mountains of law cracked. Atmospheres of authority trembled. The cry echoed not through space, but through existence itself.

The Dragon God.

Before moving, I did one thing first.

I gathered the Human God Kings.

Kindness arrived first, her expression already grave.

Evil followed, eyes cold, instantly analyzing probabilities.

Asura came last, his aura sharp, blade humming faintly as if sensing what was to come.

"The ritual succeeded," I said quietly. "But something has gone terribly wrong."

None of them questioned me.

We moved together, tearing through space toward the central region of the Divine Planet.

The closer we drew, the heavier the pressure became.

This was no longer just a God King's rage.

It was the rage of a being fused with the planetary core of heaven itself.

When we arrived, we saw it.

The Dragon God stood at the center, his form vast and distorted, authority flaring wildly. His mind was gone—consumed by grief and madness.

Around him—

Dragon Kings lay dead.

Five of them.

Their divine essences had not dissipated yet. They still screamed faintly within the laws of the planet, unable to find rest.

I felt my chest tighten.

These were not enemies.

They were guardians of an era.

"Containment only," I said immediately. "Do not kill him unless absolutely necessary."

Kindness nodded.

Evil's lips pressed thin.

Asura said nothing—but his grip tightened on his saber.

We moved.

Fighting the Dragon God at this moment was not like fighting a God King.

It was like fighting the Divine Planet itself.

Every strike he unleashed carried planetary weight. Law storms erupted with every movement. Time fractured locally. Space folded under his claws.

We countered with everything we had.

I intercepted his authority directly—rewriting law trajectories, collapsing destructive vectors before they could cascade outward.

Evil sealed dimensional ruptures the moment they appeared.

Kindness stabilized collapsing regions, preventing total disintegration.

Asura struck with precision, never overextending, targeting only points that reduced output without triggering backlash.

It was barely enough.

Then—

The Beast God King arrived.

He did not hesitate.

He joined the battle instantly.

And died just as quickly.

The Dragon God, empowered by the Divine Planet core, tore him apart with a single, uncontrollable surge. Beast essence detonated across the heavens, destabilizing law layers further.

The Divine Planet groaned.

This was spiraling out of control.

Dragon Kings rushed in.

One after another.

They were loyal.

Too loyal.

They could not strike with killing intent. Their hesitation was fatal.

The Dragon God slaughtered them.

Authority clashed against authority, tearing the Divine Planet from within. Every fallen God King weakened the realm further, accelerating degradation.

Soon—

Only four Dragon Kings remained.

And us.

The Divine Planet was no longer stabilizing.

It was burning.

Then the Dragon God did something unforgivable.

He ignited the Divine Planet Core.

This was no longer madness alone.

It was despair turned suicidal.

The moment the core ignited, the Divine Planet began to consume itself. Law burned. Space melted. The planet's structure began unraveling into raw cosmic debris.

If this continued—

The Divine Planet would dissolve entirely.

Its remnants would drift into outer spacetime.

The Divine Realm would be erased from existence.

I looked at the remaining Dragon Kings.

They looked back at me.

All of us understood.

Containment was no longer possible.

"To save the realm," I said quietly, "the Dragon God must die."

The Dragon Kings trembled.

Killing the Dragon God meant annihilating the foundation of their race.

It was a sin beyond forgiveness.

They made their choice.

One I will never forget.

They turned on each other.

Radiant slew Water.

Fire burned Dark.

And then—

They annihilated themselves.

Their divine essences detonated in controlled implosions, stabilizing law fractures long enough for us to act.

The Dragon Kings chose extinction over patricide.

I clenched my fists.

Only four remained now.

The Human God Kings.

The last line.

We attacked together.

This time, there was no hesitation.

The Dragon God struck with time-stop, believing only he could move within frozen causality.

He was wrong.

Every time he stopped time—

I moved.

I countered him within the stopped instant, unraveling attacks before they manifested, preventing further damage to the dying Divine Planet.

Again and again.

I felt strain build.

Not exhaustion.

Responsibility.

Each mistake now would doom everything.

With me holding the temporal line—

Asura, Evil, and Kindness focused solely on suppression.

Chains of authority wrapped the Dragon God.

Seals embedded themselves into his core.

Law compression reduced his output inch by inch.

At last—

He fell to one knee.

The Divine Planet stabilized marginally.

This was our chance.

I stepped forward.

The Dragon God looked up at me.

For a brief instant—

Clarity returned to his eyes.

Pain.

Loss.

Understanding.

He knew.

I stood before him—calm, sorrowful, resolved.

"Asura," I said quietly.

"End it."

Asura raised his saber.

The blade hummed.

History held its breath.

Reality screamed.

The Dragon Slaying Saber descended from above, crashing between us with overwhelming force. Its spirit howled, ancient and furious.

It saw corpses.

Dragon Kings dead.

Beast Kings annihilated.

Only Human God Kings standing.

It did not see madness.

It did not see sacrifice.

It saw betrayal.

"HUMAN GOD KINGS HAVE SLAUGHTERED THE DRAGON AND BEAST RACES!"

Its voice echoed across the Divine Planet, amplified by broken law and unstable authority.

"THEY NOW SEEK TO KILL THE DRAGON GOD!"

The declaration propagated instantly.

Across the Divine Planet.

Across the remnants of the Divine Realm.

Into every divine consciousness still alive.

I felt it.

The moment misunderstanding became truth.

Fear ignited.

Hatred followed.

And then—

War.

A war not born of intent.

Not born of ambition.

But born of grief, lies, and blood already spilled.

I lowered my hand slowly.

This—

This was the moment history remembered.

Not as containment.

Not as tragedy.

But as the beginning of Divine War.

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