Across the Worlds -
The scenes of valor from Uruk did not play out in a vacuum. Across the vast expanse of the multiverse, they ignited a fire in the hearts of the oppressed.
In the Pirate World,
the broadcasts were a catalyst. In towns and villages, people who had long suffered under corrupt nobles and cruel kings watched the screen with burning eyes.
"That... that is a true king!" one man shouted, his voice cracking with emotion.
"To have a ruler who fights for his people... what I wouldn't give to be one of his subjects!"
"Victory will belong to Uruk! It proves that tyranny can be challenged!"
The spirit of resistance, once a faint whisper, became a roar. In the shadows, the Revolutionary Army found their ranks swelling, their message resonating louder than ever before.
At their headquarters, operators were inundated with messages. "Commander Dragon! The influx of support is unprecedented! People from every ocean are pledging their allegiance!"
A fierce, determined smile spread across Dragon's face. "Good. The world is waking up. It's time to tear down the corrupt and the so-called 'superiors' who feast on the suffering of others."
In other realms, t
he effect was similar. In a world of guns and tyranny, a figure known as Gun Yong watched from the darkness, a plan solidifying in his mind. "Hahaha! Now the world can see the difference between a false king and a real one. The age of these filthy rulers is at an end."
From the battlefields of countless worlds, soldiers looked upon the sacrifices of Uruk's defenders. Their resolve hardened. The thought echoed among them: What is the point of living alone if your home is gone? Even if we die, we must protect what is behind us!
[Back in the Singularity: The Final Approach]
Soaring on the back of the winged serpent, Quetzalcoátl, the group raced over the churning, blackened ocean. Their target lay ahead: the primordial sea goddess, Tiamat. She was a mountain of darkness amidst the waves, an abyssal presence surrounded by a seething, innumerable swarm of her children—the Lakhmu. Their numbers were uncountable, a living, hostile sea of millions, perhaps billions. This was no longer a battle for humanity; it was a war among gods, and mortal strength seemed a fragile, fleeting thing.
"First wave, incoming!" Ishtar's warning was sharp.
A squadron of winged Lakhmu descended. With a powerful, graceful leap, Quetzalcoátl met them head-on, her physical strength so immense she tore through their ranks with her bare hands.
They broke through, only to be met by a second, denser wave.
"To the right!" Ritsuka shouted.
A dark blur shot towards them, a sword aimed for a killing blow. Ritsuka's quick reflexes saved them from being bisected.
"Ah, she's charging again!" Mash cried out.
It was Ushiwakamaru, her form corrupted by the black mud, her spirit twisted against them.
"Knock her off!" There was no time for sentimentality; this was not the ally they knew.
Quetzalcoátl, growing impatient, gathered magical energy in her palm and released it into the sky.
"¡Explota!" (Explode!)
A fireball erupted mid-air, incinerating the immediate swarm of Lakhmu. But the cost was visible; fragments of the goddess's own spiritual form flaked away from her face like stone.
"Lady Ishtar!" Mash called out in concern.
Distracted, Mash didn't see the corrupted Ushiwakamaru closing in for another strike. The sword was milliseconds from its mark when a spear suddenly impaled the attacker's side, throwing her off course.
"Please, leave this broken product of my master to this humble monk to deal with!" a booming voice declared.
"Benkei!" Ritsuka recognized the loyal retainer.
"You, who were as free as the wind, to be possessed by such anger... it is truly unbearable for this monk to witness!" Benkei engaged the blackened Ushiwakamaru, giving the group the precious seconds they needed to press on.
"How much farther?!" Quetzalcoátl yelled, a note of strain in her voice.
"Ten kilometers!" came the reply.
"So far! Mother is already approaching the Naphistem Trench!"
Abandoning any thought of circumvention, they plunged directly into the heart of the Lakhmu swarm.
"Three minutes to target! Everyone, prepare to support Quetzalcoátl in deploying her Noble Phantasm!"
The corrupted Ushiwakamaru appeared again, but before she could speak, Quetzalcoátl delivered a mighty punch, the resulting wind pressure and flames carving a temporary corridor through the endless horde.
"Fujimaru-kun! This is where we part ways!" Quetzalcoátl's playful demeanor returned for a split second. "I'm counting on you for the magical energy!!!"
With that, she launched herself from the pterosaur, soaring on her own power directly toward the towering form of Tiamat.
Arriving before the Beast, her aura shifted from fiery to intensely focused. She crouched, placing a fist on the pterosaur's back, which began to glow with a blinding, solar light.
"¡El pasado existió aquí, el presente existe aquí, y el futuro existirá aquí!" (The past existed here, the present exists here, and the future will exist here!)
A massive magic circle erupted from her palm, expanding over her head until it enveloped the entire creature.
"¡Explota, vamos!" (Blast, come on!)
"¡Ven, oh trueno!" (Come, O thunder!)
"¡Esta es la hora en que brilla Venus!" (This is the hour when Venus shines!)
Yellow lightning crackled. Immense magical power condensed into a single point, making the very space tremble. A fireball, like a miniature sun, descended into her waiting hand.
"¡El sol brilla allí también!" (The sun is shining over there too!)
Her fist, now sheathed in the power of a star, plunged into the sea.
For three seconds, there was silence.
Then...
"BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!"
The ocean erupted. The vast sea instantly transformed into a boiling sea of fire, then into bubbling magma. The horrifying black mud vaporized before the incredible heat. A colossal mushroom cloud rose from the epicenter, a testament to power that dwarfed any mere nuclear weapon.
It was another day of nuclear peace, delivered by a goddess.
Konosuba World
Kazuma trembled, his knees knocking together. "S-S-So scary! Is this the real power of a goddess?!"
He glanced sideways at the useless, water-goddess-turned-archpriest whining about her rent. The contrast was so stark it brought tears to his eyes. No wonder I'm not the protagonist! I wouldn't survive a minute!
The thought was humbling. The ancient goddesses were forces of nature. Who could stand against such power? It made their previous struggles seem like child's play. The realization dawned on him: without an anomaly like Saitama, a mortal stood no chance against a true god.
[The Final Gambit]
"Just keep her held down like this!" someone shouted, hope surging.
But their hope was premature. The massive horns on Tiamat's head unfolded, stretching wide. Then, defying all known logic, the Beast of Creation began to rise. She lifted from the magma, ascending into the sky.
"She... she can fly?!" Ritsuka stammered, disbelief turning to dread.
Ishtar's face paled in pure panic. "
Impossible! Mother is the Goddess of the Earth! She cannot approach the heavens! Our entire plan was to force her into the underworld!"
Despair threatened to consume them. If she could fly, their strategy was useless.
"Weapons of Mesopotamia cannot harm her... I said that before,"
Quetzalcoátl stated, her voice grim but resolute.
"But since this body carries the divinity of a distant demonic realm, the gods of Mesopotamia are no concern of mine!"
The ornaments on her body began to shatter and fall away. Cracks spread across her face and form as her spiritual foundation was pushed past its breaking point. Yet, her eyes burned with the intensity of the rising sun—she was the very embodiment of solar fury.
"¡Te mostraré nuestro inframundo sudamericano—Xibalba!" (I will show you our South American underworld—Xibalba!)
"¡El poder de un gran conflicto que acabará con muchas vidas!" (The power of a great conflict that will wipe out many lives!)
In seconds, she shot through the atmosphere, becoming a comet hurtling from beyond the Earth. Several rings of light, like targeting reticules afraid of the approaching sun, manifested in the sky above Tiamat.
"¡Este cuerpo se convertirá en una roca ardiente y un cometa para matar la tierra!" (This body will become a burning rock and a comet to kill the earth!)"¡ULTIMO·TOPE·PATADA!!!" (ULTIMATE·TOP·FLYING KICK!!!)
She fell like a meteor, her speed transpirating the atmosphere, her heat melting the earth and boiling the oceans below. It was a blow meant to reduce everything to nothingness. Quetzalcoátl was staking her entire divine existence on this single attack.
"BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!"
The impact was apocalyptic. Flames scoured the land for thousands of miles. The force was immeasurably greater than any nuclear blast.
"CRACK!"
Tiamat's defensive barrier shuddered violently.
"BOOM!!!"
Another devastating impact.
"CRACK..."
A long, deep fissure finally snaked across Tiamat's massive horn. Under the immense pressure, the primordial goddess let out a roar of anger and pain.
"AH...!"
Her barrier's power intensified, its counterforce now threatening to repel even Quetzalcoátl's ultimate sacrifice.
Seeing his ally on the verge of being thrown back, Ritsuka Fujimaru raised his hand, the Command Seals on it blazing with crimson light.
"By my Command Seal! Quetzalcoátl, seize victory!"
A faint, grateful smile touched the falling goddess's lips.
"¡Arde, espíritu de lucha!" (Burn, fighting spirit!)
"¡La llama ardiente también quema a los dioses—XIUHCOATL!" (The blazing flame also burns the gods—XIUHCOATL!)
Tiamat poured more magical energy into her defense, the counterforce growing immense.
"Go, Quetzalcoátl!!!" Ritsuka screamed, pouring all his will into the command.
With a final, earth-shattering roar, Quetzalcoátl tapped into the very last dregs of her strength.
"URAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!"
"CRACK...!"
The final barrier shattered.
In the next instant, the ultimate strike of the South American Sun Goddess connected fully with Tiamat's skull. The light of their collision drowned out the world.