Chapter 272: Why Don't You Hand Over the Flügel to Me? I'll Take Good Care of Them
Takumi and Artosh's battle captured the attention of every race.
As they looked up at the apocalyptic scene unfolding in space, people of all races were dumbfounded.
Even the gods lurking in the shadows were stunned. If an attack of that magnitude landed on a planet, wouldn't the Star Grail immediately reveal itself?
But thankfully, both Takumi and Artosh confined their battlefield to outer space.
Artosh relied on his speed to continuously evade Takumi's onslaught in the void.
The Subspace Spears Takumi unleashed shot forward at eerie and unpredictable speeds. Some of them landed on distant planets.
And then everyone saw it—planets in the universe erupting in massive explosions.
Horrifying energies began eroding this world. The entire universe seemed to be at its end.
Witnessing this, many races were paralyzed with fear.
It was simply too terrifying!
Still, as Takumi watched Artosh constantly dodge, a sense of irritation welled up in him.
This guy was as slippery as an eel.
Thinking that, Takumi decided to lock down this section of space entirely. He unleashed the full force of his power.
In an instant, the entire star system came to a halt—including the planet below.
Everyone immediately felt they could no longer move, as if time itself had stopped.
But their consciousnesses remained active.
Artosh, too, was frozen in the void. Sensing the sudden burst of Takumi's strength, his pupils shrank.
The disparity... was it really that vast?
What kind of power was this?
In just one moment, the entire star system was frozen.
"Forget it, I don't feel like playing anymore. If I wanted to end you, I could do it with a single thought."
"So, can we talk properly now?"
Takumi narrowed his eyes as he looked at Artosh. His voice rang clearly in Artosh's ears.
Meanwhile, Artosh still struggled, trying to break free from the space-time bind.
But it was all futile. Takumi's seal was far too powerful.
There was no way Artosh could escape. It was complete domination.
After struggling a while and realizing he couldn't break free, Artosh gave up.
"I'm not your match. You're very strong."
"But one day, I will surpass you!"
Even though Artosh acknowledged the outcome, he wasn't discouraged.
He was the God of War. The stronger the enemy, the more exhilarated he became.
He had once been so invincible that he even entertained suicidal thoughts.
But now? Not anymore.
He had found a worthy opponent to pursue.
And because of that, Artosh was elated. The essence of his godhood continued to grow stronger.
"Emm... let's talk about surpassing me when the time comes. I'll introduce you to someone who's about on your level soon."
"He's a battle freak just like you. I think you two will get along well."
Takumi looked at him, speechless. A battle addict, huh?
Then he'd definitely get along with Boros.
Hearing Takumi's words, Artosh froze for a moment before looking at him with great anticipation.
"Really?"
That kind of talk got him even more fired up. Artosh longed for challengers.
"The reason I came to this world is because it's about to merge with other worlds. Soon, you'll even be able to visit my world."
"You probably won't lack opponents ever again."
Takumi knew exactly what kind of person Artosh was.
The God of War—a deity born for battle.
The essence of his godhood existed solely for combat.
That's why he craved opponents, and even knowing he'd lose, he still chose to fight Takumi.
"I see... other worlds, huh?"
Now Artosh was even more thrilled.
Seeing his excitement, Takumi released the seal and allowed space to return to normal.
This time, Artosh didn't attack again.
"You can have the Star Grail. I'm looking forward to facing new challengers."
Right now, Artosh felt like he'd found a new purpose in life.
He yearned for rivals.
He longed to become stronger.
War? That was just a side dish for the thrill of power.
Takumi, hearing that, stopped wasting words and opened a spatial portal.
"Let's talk back home."
With that, Takumi stepped in first, followed closely by the God of War.
Their battle was over.
Those on the ground stared at the suddenly concluded battle in disbelief.
"It's over?"
"Who won?"
"What just happened?"
"Wasn't everyone frozen just now?"
"It wasn't just space that was sealed—even time. And maybe even parallel worlds..."
A draconic spirit beast muttered gravely.
Takumi hadn't just sealed space in that instant. He'd locked down time and alternate dimensions.
As a dragon attuned to spacetime power, the creature had felt it deeply.
Its own powers had been interfered with.
That was utterly outrageous.
When did such a powerful being appear in this world?
What had this world become?
"The Star Grail has found its master."
A god couldn't help but sigh.
Takumi's power was terrifying. So was Artosh's.
None of them felt confident facing either of the two.
So now, the Star Grail had its rightful heir.
The battle was over, but the aftershocks still reverberated throughout the world.
The air of oppression from war slowly began to lift.
Everyone began to discuss the events.
No one knew when the Star Grail would be claimed.
...
Back in Avanthal, Takumi and Artosh had returned.
Artosh was now extremely curious about Takumi.
Especially about Takumi's world.
Were there many powerful beings there?
"If you're really looking for opponents, I can send you to a world teeming with gods and Buddhas."
"I'll even take care of the Flügel for you."
Takumi sounded so sincere when he said that.
This guy had barely returned before asking about powerful opponents.
Fine, you want them that badly?
I'll ship you to Little Garden—and make sure you never come back.
As for the Flügel you created, I, Takumi, will take good care of them!
"Oh? There's a place like that?"
Artosh's eyes sparkled with excitement.
A world filled with gods and Buddhas?
Come if you have the strength?
Just hearing about it made his blood boil!
It was decided—he was going.
He needed opponents desperately.
As for the Flügel?
Takumi would handle them?
Artosh glanced at Takumi, then continued:
"Then I'll trouble you to send me over."
"And the Flügel... I'll leave them to you."
"Please take good care of them."
He didn't even hesitate.
In fact, he looked rather eager.
Takumi, hearing this guy agree so easily, was momentarily stunned.
That easy?
You really want to go?
Aren't you afraid you'll get beaten to death?