"I've become a god?" Kyle's voice was calm as he descended from his suspended state to the floor of the cockpit. He raised his hands, and his golden eyes focused as he lightly clenched his fingers.
The power within his body naturally condensed in his palms, without the need to rely on muscular strength.
At this moment, he had a sense that with a single punch, he could blast a massive hole in the metal plating of the cockpit.
"My strength has increased by about tenfold," Kyle marveled.
The fusion of the perfect human genes (Super-Soldier) with Divine Genes (Gods) had brought about this 'Demigod' or 'Super-God' transformation. In terms of strength alone, it had increased by tenfold, roughly a hundred times that of an ordinary human.
What did this mean? It meant that with the strength of ten tons or more, he could easily lift a public bus and toss it like a sandbag ten meters away, just like Superman.
And it wasn't just strength; it was an all-around increase in endurance, speed, mental acuity, vitality, sensory perception, physical and energy resistance, and more. Everything was on par with a divinely enhanced Superhuman.
"Wait, there's another marvelous feeling…" Kyle focused his thoughts. He could sense a mysterious force within him, akin to blood, continuously circulating throughout his body.
This must be the innate power possessed by the gods, divine power.
Kyle contemplated this, his gaze falling to his palms. With a snap of his fingers, a strand of golden-red flames appeared, flickering between his two fingers.
Divine Flame.
This was the concrete manifestation of his use of divine power in the external world. Having inherited the divine genes, he instinctively possessed and could freely control this ability.
Kyle suddenly realized that divine power was somewhat similar to the human magic power developed by the Sorcerer Supreme. However, magic power required the use of the Sanctums to unlock a human's inner potential and dimensional power to manifest.
It was borrowed power, enhancing the spirit and soul, and only indirectly affecting the physical body after reaching a certain level.
Divine Power, on the other hand, was the inherent life force of the Gods, directly enhancing the spirit and physique of divine life forms. With divine power, one could survive in the harshest of environments, manipulate divine weapons, and even wield the power of some cosmic weapons.
He had essentially opened a permanent door within himself, transcending the realm of ordinary lifeforms in the universe and entering the domain of gods.
Now, even if he possessed the Infinity Gauntlet, collected all six cosmic stones, and snapped his fingers like Thanos, he wouldn't disintegrate within the laws of the universe!
"Am I truly a god now? The God of Fire?" Kyle stroked his smooth chin, feeling like he was living in a dream. The genetic ailment that had plagued his lifespan had been completely eradicated, and his body had broken free from its limitations, evolving into an entirely new realm.
He had transcended humanity and become a God!
His decision to leave Earth and venture into the cosmos, born out of necessity, had finally yielded unimaginable rewards!
"That was close. I almost died in the arena," Kyle muttered as he looked down at Kratos, who was still unconscious beside him.
Achieving godhood, he now understood just how powerful beings like the gods truly were!
Even if Kyle stood still now, without the protection of the Venom suit, he could endure any attack from a special forces soldier wielding knives, swords, guns, or biochemical poisons, bullets, and more.
For divine beings like him, humans were as weak as ants. So them Inflicting severe harm on him was nearly impossible!
"Master, have you awakened?" A shout from Vis on the main pilot seat interrupted Kyle's thoughts and brought his consciousness back to reality.
"Vis, you did a great job. You managed to drag this out for three hours," Kyle praised. The Starfighter was currently flying vertically at high speed, and he was standing upright on the deck using wall-climbing ability.
"Master, our situation is very unfavorable now. We are trapped in the eye of a large wormhole, unable to escape, and a large Spaceship behind us is continuously firing laser cannons, trying to destroy the Starfighter," Vis reported as the Starfighter's tail was accidentally hit by a laser from below, causing the aircraft to violently shake and numerous warning lights to flash.
"Let's deal with the pests behind us first. Vis, open the rear tail section for me," Kyle said as he kicked Kratos, sending him onto a nearby seat. After securing him with a seatbelt, Kyle calmly turned and headed towards the rear tail section.
Kyle arrived at the rear compartment, and the entire deck was sliding downward, revealing the chaotic storm outside.
About twenty meters directly below, a large Spaceship was pursuing them relentlessly, like a rabid dog.
"So, it's you," Kyle's eyes gleamed with vitality as he looked ahead. When he saw the person in the main pilot seat of the large Spaceship, his eyes narrowed slightly.
At the same time, Slaughter, who was piloting the large Spaceship in pursuit, also spotted Kyle standing at the edge of the Starfighter's rear compartment.
"Kyle, Kyle!" The former Supervisor's eyes turned crimson, and a reddish liquid, akin to veins, secreted from its body and formed a massive muscular lifeform exoskeleton on its surface.
In no time, it transformed completely into a giant humanoid monster, towering even larger and stronger than Venom's full coverage mode.
"You must die here!" Slaughter's voice was hoarse as he quickly manipulated the ship's controls, adjusting the front laser cannon of the large Spaceship, aiming it at the Starfighter's rear compartment where Kyle stood.
Kyle's expression remained calm as he stood motionless. He watched Slaughter in the main pilot seat with indifference.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Slaughter's face contorted in madness, and he pressed the fire button. Milky-white energy condensed at the cannon's muzzle, and then a blue-white laser beam shot directly towards Kyle!
Twenty meters of distance separated them, and the laser beam reached Kyle in an instant.
Although it seemed impossible to dodge, in Kyle's golden eyes, the laser beam seemed to be gradually slowing down. It appeared as if a high-speed baseball was moving; fast but not impossible to track.
At the critical moment, Kyle raised his left hand, and a fierce golden-red flame ignited in his palm. He aimed it at the oncoming laser beam.
*Boom!*
The laser beam abruptly changed course, deflecting at a forty-five-degree angle to the left, grazing the Starfighter's tail and disappearing into thin air.
Witnessing this scene, Slaughter couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock. Fear filled his heart once again. "He blocked the laser with his bare hand? Damn, he's become stronger again!"
Slaughter was about to control the Spaceship's laser cannon to fire again when he looked up in horror. He saw that Kyle's left arm was already engulfed in raging flames. Kyle raised his hand, pointing it directly ahead.
"Slaughter, you are the creation of my negative consciousness, forged by me and Venom during World War II. You were once my comrade and my inner demon," Kyle spoke calmly, almost in a farewell tone. "But World War II ended a long time ago, and everything either froze or disappeared forever in that world."
"So, farewell, Slaughter. I hope in the next life, you won't have any connection with me."
With those words, Kyle's left palm, now fully charged with a scorching, searing flame, gently pressed forward. His five fingers curled slightly as they rotated.
A pillar of flame burst forth, and wherever it passed, even the air itself seemed to burn and twist. Like a fiery dragon, it surged towards the cockpit of the large Spaceship.
"No, no!" Slaughter exclaimed in horror, watching the approaching inferno. It let out a piercing, desperate scream, and its massive, muscular monster form began melting like a snowman in the sunlight, rapidly dissolving into a liquid.
*Bang!*
The flames shattered the hardened glass of the front windshield and poured into the cockpit of the large Spaceship, raging and devouring everything. Slaughter, in its final struggle, was gradually eradicated, and its form vanished inch by inch.
The large Spaceship turned into a flaming sphere and plummeted straight down, emitting flames and black smoke.
Slaughter was no more.
(End of this chapter)
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