"Is that so?"
The Red King let out a mocking laugh. He looked up, and a massive screen was projected into the Arena.
On the screen, Ben, now transformed into a Shadow Person, faced off against Caiera.
However, compared to Caiera, who was fully decked out with special effects and crackling lightning, Ben looked rather pathetic.
"Then you might as well watch how he dies at Caiera's hands!" By this point, the Red King had completely lost patience with Looma.
He had given the woman plenty of chances, but now he had decided that as soon as Caiera killed that brat, he would immediately have her and himself subdue Looma together.
"You use such despicable means, and you still dare to broadcast it to the entire world? Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation? What about your dignity and honor?" Looma asked, frowning.
Honestly, the Red King's behavior was almost unimaginable to her.
This person had no sense of honor whatsoever.
Such a base act, among the Tetramands, would be inscribed on a stone tablet and reviled for thousands of generations!
Yet, not only was he not ashamed of it, he instead displayed it to everyone as glory.
"Despicable?" The Red King acted as if he had heard a joke, shaking his head repeatedly.
"This is how the world works, Looma. I don't need anyone's respect; I only need everyone to fear me!"
He raised his head, extended his palm towards the sky, and slowly closed his fingers, as if intending to grasp all the power in the world.
"Power is the truth of this world." He spun around and gestured towards the Arena. "Countless gladiators have fought and died here. Do you know which ones died the fastest and which ones lived the longest?"
"Fairness and justice? Heh..."
"As expected, you're really annoying!" Looma lost interest in talking to the Red King.
For a moment, silence fell upon the Arena again.
Even with a host of Royal Guards by his side, the Red King wasn't confident he could take down Looma. He was waiting for Caiera's return, and Looma was stalling the Red King to create an opportunity for Bill and the others.
Thus, both sides, with their own hidden agendas, fell silent at this moment, turning their attention to Ben's fight.
In the village.
Caiera was completely dominating Ben.
But what was strange was that although she possessed strength far exceeding Ben's, her attacks were always precisely dodged by him.
Instead, her movements became increasingly clear in Ben's eyes.
With every move Caiera made, the trajectory of her attacks, her breathing, the rise and fall of her chest, the shape of the lightning flashes... everything seemed to become traceable.
This was the trajectory of cosmic energy flowing. At this moment, in Ben's eyes, the world seemed to be changing.
Caiera was completely unaware of this, but her prolonged inability to defeat Ben was not pleasing to the Red King.
In the Arena, although Looma marveled at Ben's persistence, Caiera's suspected deliberate holding back still irked her.
"What is that Caiera guy doing?" Her four eyes narrowed, and her tone was filled with jealousy. "Could she have taken a liking to Benny too?"
Upon considering this possibility, Looma immediately felt uneasy and incredibly angry.
"This won't do!"
She clenched her fists and stomped her foot on the ground. This action, which might be cute on an ordinary girl, looked like an earthquake when she did it, causing the Arena itself to shake!
"Angmo Asan!"
"Control your subordinate; she has no respect for the rules!"
"Benny's fiancée is me!"
Looma said indignantly.
In her opinion, Caiera was somewhat disrespectful. Even if she wanted to interfere, she should defeat Looma first before she was qualified to discuss such matters.
But these words clearly displeased the Red King immensely.
What was this all about?
Huh?
He treated Looma like a revered ancestor, yet Looma never gave him a proper look with any of her four eyes. And that brat, after only a week, became her fiancé?
If it were just that, it would be one thing, but now even Caiera, who had been his guard since she was thirteen, seemed to be wavering. Could he tolerate this?
He immediately connected to Caiera's earpiece and ordered, "Caiera, what are you doing?"
"Kill that brat immediately, or you know the consequences!"
In the village.
Caiera, having received the Red King's command, had no choice. She looked at Ben with her pale eyes and said, "I cannot disobey the Red King's orders." She raised her palm, lightning and killing intent intertwining, her gaze locked onto Ben's heart. "If you truly are the Son of Sakaar, perhaps fate will allow you to survive."
With that, Caiera stopped holding back. She shot forward like a bolt of lightning and arc, instantly closing dozens of meters. She pierced the air like an arrow and arrived before Ben.
The next moment, her lightning-wreathed arm transformed into a lightning spear and thrust out!
*BOOM!!*
The ground shook, and the rising dust and smoke surged dozens of meters into the sky.
At this moment, the scene seemed to freeze.
Far away in the Imperial Capital, the Red King saw this and appeared both astonished and enraged.
In the image, Caiera's sword was indeed pointed at Ben's heart.
However, just as her fingertips were about to pierce Ben's flesh, Ben grabbed her wrist, preventing her from advancing further.
"This, is impossible..."
Let alone the Red King, even Caiera herself was filled with shock, her body trembling, and the large thunderclap above her swayed in surprise.
"Why is it impossible?"
Ben smiled and looked up.
At this moment, blue-white electrical sparks shot from his eyes, just like Caiera's, the lightning trailing behind him like a serpent's tail in an arc.
Lightning crackled at his fingertips as well.
"Is this the Old Power?"
"Power from the Cosmos, it is indeed immense!"
He felt a tremendous surge of strength flowing through his body. This energy had super-enhanced his strength, endurance, and everything else.
It transformed an ordinary Phantom into an incredibly powerful warrior.
He exerted force with his right hand, slowly prying open Caiera's wrist. This was the perfect opportunity to counterattack, but Ben did not do so.
On one hand, the Old Power within him was not yet as potent as Caiera's. On the other hand, the Omnitrix should not be treated merely as a weapon.
It should be a bridge for communication.
"I don't know about any legends of the Son of Sakaar, but since you consider me the Son of Sakaar, I imagine others on this planet might feel the same."
Ben looked up at the drones still broadcasting the live feed and spoke to the entire world:
"Whether I am the Son of Sakaar or not is unimportant. What matters is whether you, enslaved by Angmo Asan on this planet, possess the spirit to sacrifice your lives for dignity and freedom."
"Fearing Angmo Asan's Obedience Disks, fearing his military might, fearing his invincible army, and then having your spines broken, wagging your tails like dogs before him, even turning your blades against other persecuted people...
"Only thinking of reaping the benefits, waiting for others to save you, is this what Sakaarans are?
"If all Sakaarans are this cowardly, then even if the legendary Son of Sakaar were to stand before you, would you still have the courage to follow?"
Ben's voice echoed through every corner of the planet at that moment.
The numb Sakaarans hiding in the darkness heard this voice and opened their eyes, looking up at the gray sky.
There, a Sakaaran with silver-gray skin was fighting the Red King's subordinates...
He is the Son of Sakaar!
At this moment, the Son of Sakaar let out a roar:
"Pick up your weapons, Sakaarans!"
"Whether it's a hoe, a sickle, or the chains on your bodies! Even bare-handed, you should fight for your destiny!"
At this moment, countless Sakaarans picked up weapons and emerged.
Whether it was young children or elderly people, whether they were gray-skinned Sakaarans, red-skinned Sakaarans, or even outsiders stranded on this planet, they all held the resolve to shed the last drop of blood in their bodies to overthrow the Red King's rule!
"Die, traitor!"
A young Phantom child burst out from an underground cave. She was only as tall as Caiera's calf, but she wielded a weapon larger than her body, charging towards Caiera.
The sickle slashed against Caiera's skin, leaving not even a white mark, but it brought a great shock to Caiera.
At this moment, she seemed to see her past self in the child's eyes.
Amidst slaughter and bloodshed, she, as the most talented Phantom, was taken away by the Red King.
"Caiera!"
Ben's voice pulled her out of her daze.
"Are you still going to submit to the Red King?"
"I..."
Before Caiera could answer, a massive shadow covered the sky above them.
Both of them looked up simultaneously, and Caiera's face instantly turned to horror.
"What is that, a space-based weapon?"
Ben's voice also became grave.
It was an irregularly shaped, iron-black pillar, at least dozens of meters wide and hundreds of meters tall, suspended above their heads like the Sword of Damocles.
"That's... the Deathflame Cannon!" Caiera's voice trembled, but at the same time, Ben detected her anger.
"The Deathflame Beam is a powerful energy beam that can turn everything within several kilometers to ash with a single strike!"
Caiera questioned the Red King through the comms, "Your Majesty, are you going to destroy everything here?"
Her voice trembled. She knew that beneath the ground, there was a Shadow People village, with dozens of lives at stake!
However, all she received was the Red King's cold reply:
"They are merely my slaves. If they die, they die. As for you, Caiera, you wretched Shadow People scum, how dare you betray me?!"
"Go die with that traitor!"
Within the Imperial Capital, the Red King, confronting Looma, coldly ordered:
"Fire the Deathflame Beam!"
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