My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start - Chapter 643

“Release the dwarven chess piece. I am Haymordinger, and I summon weapons that do not belong to this era.”

Holding back the sullen emotions in his heart, Haymordinger reached out his hand and wrote something similar to the mechanical language that Meryl had developed before. He also sent those mysterious symbols into the dwarven chess piece, and as the symbols entered, the dwarf chess piece immediately burst with a bright light, and a huge connection opened to the door of the future.

The door was formed by an invisible hand. It looked translucent and hourglass-shaped.

At that moment, the hourglass-shaped door was spinning rapidly in the air. A pitch-black bomb emerged from the inside. The bomb was nearly a hundred meters long, and its entire body was in the shape of a shuttle. It was covered with a hard iron shell. Long iron nails surrounded each iron shell. It seemed that the maker was worried that the iron shell was not strong enough and that the things inside would leak out. The entire bomb appeared to be under pressure.

“King Watson, how about this weapon?”

Haymordinger’s eyes flickered. Before he took out the item, Watson had already made a judgment. It was very difficult to convince him. In his opinion, Watson might be talking nonsense at that time, so he summoned the weapon made from the dwarven chess piece to see Watson’s reaction.

“Didn’t I say that it was an atomic bomb?”

Unexpectedly, Watson’s expression became more determined. It was as if Watson had not been so sure before he heard him say it, but then he was entirely sure.

Unable to see that Watson was lying, Haymordinger gritted his teeth. “I’m going all out. Releasing the dwarven chess piece’s full power!”

The dimensional door floating above the dwarven chess piece enlarged in response to his words, and numerous items were ejected from the massive entrance. There were huge black bombs in those items, but there were also sealed four-wheeled carriages coated in iron shells, battleships spitting flames, weird polyhedrons floating in the air, and so on.

“That is a car.”

“That one over there is called a plane.”

“I can’t believe that even satellites can be made. Impressive.”

Every time Haymordinger made something, Watson would applaud while exclaiming in admiration, as if he knew quite a bit about the things that were made.

He did not expect that the dwarven chess piece ability was that. Those modern weapons might have been very impressive to the Dwarven Kingdom, but to him, a transmigrator with a modern soul, those were already commonplace.

“What is going on?”

Haymordinger panted heavily, his eyes red. Those weapons clearly came from the future, and even he did not know them. How could Watson know that? Did he come from the future?

That was a bit unrealistic.

He did not want to believe what Watson said, but while he was surprised, Watson had already leaped into the object called a car, created by the dwarven chess piece. Soon, the car started to move. Watson drove the strange technological product around the square with a strange roar.

It only took him a few minutes to complete the circle. The car was dozens of times faster than an ordinary horse carriage in terms of speed. It also seemed to be wrapped in an iron shell, so it was very safe.

Opening the door, Watson got out of the car and looked around. He found that the dwarves around him were shocked.

He used his actions to prove that he understood those things. Haymordinger could not even retort. After a long while, he snapped back to his senses and took out a piece of iron with a red button that looked like a remote control.

“I still have one last invention. I want to show it to the King of the Kingdom of Kings! The device in my hand is the key to a certain door. As long as I press it, a mysterious door will appear in the sky. It will connect to a different space outside the current world. It can even connect to the divine realm and let the gods descend.”

Before Haymordinger could finish his words, Watson had already come to his side with a smile on his face. “It’s such a magical thing. Hurry up and give it a try. ”

As he said, Watson did not hesitate to come to Haymordinger’s side. He helped press the button. An irregular sphere appeared in the air in four directions with a beep. Those four spheres emitted rays of different colors that converged in the air. The four beams collided and opened a door of different colors in the air.

There was deep darkness beyond the door. Nothing could be seen behind it, but there was a sensation of danger, as well as a pitch-black wind that fell, making the dwarfs throughout the invention competition arena tremble.

“What have you done?” Haymordinger’s voice trembled. He was dumbfounded. That device that connected different worlds was his final trump card. He had taken it out to tell Watson, even if the Dwarven Kingdom did not have the military strength to resist the Kingdom of Kings, as long as he used that device, he could open the door to the realm of gods, allowing the gods to come down and serve as a deterrent. Who would have thought that Watson would press the button in his hand?

“Open the gate to the divine kingdom. The things that the Dwarven Kingdom invented look very ordinary to me, but that invention is not bad.”

Watson raised his head and looked at the top of his head, speaking as if he was not paying attention.

They had exhibited enmity from the minute the Dwarven Kingdom let them through the gate. He had a rough idea of what the Dwarven Kingdom was thinking because he had merged three kingdoms at once, making the dwarves fearful. As a result, he intended to use the invention competition to help him grasp the strength of the Dwarven Kingdom.

He was first concerned about what might happen if the Dwarven Kingdom truly possessed formidable technological weaponry. As a result, it appeared that the Dwarven Kingdom’s power was only mediocre. He had purposefully opened the entrance to the divine kingdom at that time. Because the dwarves wanted him to grasp their kingdom’s power, he would do the opposite and demonstrate his own power to the dwarves.

A thick and long tentacle shot through the great black hole in the sky while he was staring, and then a pitch-black pillar-like monster spread out. At the front of the black pillar was smooth armor of the same color.

If one looked carefully, one would find that it was not some armor but something that looked like a fingernail. The black pillar also revealed its full appearance, and it was a finger.

The single finger was several meters long. A majestic and mighty voice broke out as the finger fell, “Which universe is this? To have the audacity to open a portal to the divine kingdom? The energy inherent in this kingdom appears to be incredibly powerful. If I can swallow this world, my might will increase from starlight to peak starlight-tier.

The overpowering voice shook the dwarves in the room to the point of dizziness. In pain, they crouched and grasped their heads. Some dwarves had already dropped onto the ground, white foam pouring from their mouths due to a lack of physical condition.

A gigantic black palm that resembled the sky was hidden behind the pitch-black fingers. On the palm, there were six fingers. The two palms grabbed the black hole’s edge and violently tore it apart. The hole was instantly ripped open. After the hole was ripped apart, a naked deity appeared over Watson and the others. His physique was so massive that it took up the entire sky.

He was naked because there was not much skin on his body, and there were many arms around his body. The arms seemed to have been cut off, and the cuts were smooth. They were twisted together. There was even a hand on the god’s face, making it impossible to see his facial features clearly.

A powerful and evil aura emanated from the god’s body, enveloping the entire Dwarven Kingdom.

“My name is Yesmola, the God of Destruction. Why don’t you mortals pay your respects to me and obediently offer up your faith?”

…

Yesmola, the god of destruction, looked down. There was a black palm on his face, and there were no facial features under the palm. He did not need to use his eyes to see as the surrounding scenes were clearly displayed in his mind.

The black arms around his body were the symbols of his hundred-handed giant race. Each arm was condensed from countless lives, and each of those arms could turn anything they touched into dust.

The authority he held as the God of Destruction was convulsion, apart from destruction.

‘This small world has a very powerful aura, but there aren’t many gods’ auras around it. It’s really strange,’ Yesmola muttered in his heart.

The divine kingdom was a boundless black void. In that endless black void, the only place that had light was the divine kingdom of the gods, plus the worlds that were wrapped in light spheres.

The worlds in those light spheres were all lands that had collapsed due to the Battle of the Strong in ancient times or even further back. One of them was the world he had plunged into at the time.

In the divine realm, there were innumerable little world fragments floating around. The gods’ fortresses surrounded such world fragments and watched the mortals’ lives via the barrier. The gods’ might was too enormous to pass past the barrier into the interiors of those realms. Otherwise, it was quite likely that the worlds would be destroyed, and they needed to absorb the mortals’ beliefs from the worlds.

That led to an unwritten rule in the divine realm. The gods could not take the initiative to invade the world fragments. Of course, some world fragments could not withstand the power of the gods before they reached the starlight tier, so they could not directly interfere with the actions of the mortals in the world fragments. However, they could indirectly influence the world by becoming the gods that the kingdom worshiped.

The powerful world fragments belonged to powerful gods, which were usually organized. They were led, for example, by a god-king. Unfortunately, the Angel King was assassinated. The realm was ruled by another god who was not yet in the sovereign tier, severely limiting his power to dominate. Many scattered gods were assembled in that place.

He was one among them, and the world fragment was found by coincidence. Initially, he explored the divine realm, looking for a suitable-sized planet fragment that gods had already occupied. Then he would talk it over with the gods to see if he could obtain a piece of the action.

As a result, that world fragment intruded into his field of vision. There were no gods in that world, and a large hole was revealed outside the protective membrane. The aura of the world kept leaking into the divine realm. The leaked aura was clearly at the starlight tier, which proved that that world fragment was at the starlight tier and could withstand the power of the gods.

He could not help but be curious when he saw that a god had accidentally cracked the outer shell of that realm, so he went there to take a look. He discovered no other god’s aura save his own, which made him immensely delighted.

The gods had a rule that they could not interfere with the operation of the world fragment, nor could they aggressively burst through the barrier and descend into the world. However, they did not state that they would be unable to enter if a fracture emerged in the world fragment.

Yesmola was delighted to have discovered a treasure after already treating the environment as his own product. “Why are you still hesitating?” he said. “Are you looking down on the God of Destruction that you do not kneel now? Those who do not fear the gods will have only one end, and that is death.”

As he spoke, he held out his right hand, which was wrapped around a pitch-black arm, toward a huge mountain peak outside the Dwarven Kingdom on the floating islands.

“Divine Power of Destruction!”

A powerful vibration radiated out from the direction of his attack, traveling through the air and reaching the peak. The mountain immediately collapsed in the middle of the combat, and gravel tumbled to the ground. They disintegrated into smaller stones and powder in the atmosphere.

In a matter of seconds, a thousand-meter-tall mountain was reduced to ashes. That scene astounded every dwarf in the Dwarven Kingdom.

Yesmola retracted his right hand and slightly loosened his fingers, revealing the joy in his heart.

The mortals were hesitant because they did not comprehend the god’s strength. They had no choice but to submit since they had seen his methods.

…

Watson raised his head and looked at the god who called himself the God of Destruction, his expression calm.

He ventured to employ Haymordinger’s tool, so he was naturally confident in dealing with the gods. He had met gods many times before and recognized their strength. There were 100,000 gods on Mount Creation, and he was a demigod. Ordinary gods would not be in his view if it were not for the god-king commanding a massive army of gods to attack the world he was in.

‘I feel that the God of Destruction’s information is similar to the seven gods from the Holy Dragon Kingdom. It hasn’t reached the level of the God of Light, Baldur. Compared to the Primordial Demoness, it’s much weaker. I should be able to deal with him alone.’

Watson pondered it. The starlight robe on his body fluttered in the wind. The end of the robe turned into two wings, flapping as he floated into the air.

He had not fought for a long time after entering the demigod tier. The God of Destruction in front of him was just right for him to try and see what level he was at.

“God of Destruction, right? If you want us to submit, first let me see if you have the qualifications to do so.”

He made a strong war proclamation in front of the God of Destruction.

…

As he assessed the human in front of him, Yesmola’s body shrank to the size of an average person.

The young man’s aura was strong in his presence. He belonged to the demigod tier. The crown on his head and the starlight robe over his body revealed the young man’s identity.

“You are the King of this world?”

“I can be considered the King of a kingdom.”

Yesmola’s heart sneered at the other party’s remark. He had no idea how many kingdoms existed in that world, but there could not be too many. If he had power over the ruler of a kingdom, his subjects would undoubtedly surrender to him.

With that in mind, he reached out his arm to the young man in front of him without hesitation. The portion of his arm that had been wrapped around his hand floated out. Hundreds of arms grabbed Watson in midair from all angles.

“Divine Power of Destruction!”

Hundreds of arms simultaneously emitted devastating waves. That wave alone has the power to break mountains, let alone fuse them. The enormous energy shattered the stars.

He did not hold back against Watson because he had seen many gods who maintained eternal youth and immortality after he became a god. Those gods who looked young might have lived for a long time. The young man in front of him might be in the same situation.

Faced with hundreds of destructive waves, Watson did not say anything, but screams came from below.

“Run! The gods have descended!”

“To fight against the gods, the King of the Kingdom of Kings is too bold.”

The dwarves in the competition arena picked up their inventions and left. Some dwarves were so panicked that they forgot to take their inventions and ran with their heads held high.

“Protect His Majesty and leave.”

The ministers called for the guards and escorted Prussia and the princess out. Prussia passed by Haymordinger, who was standing around the dwarven chess piece in a daze, and the beard on his face blew angrily.

“Haymordinger, you idiot, what are you still looking at? Quickly put away the race chess piece and leave this place.”

He could not help but feel enraged as he remembered the strategy that Haymordinger had previously suggested to him. Initially, Haymordinger said it reasonably well and utilized the opportunity to intimidate Watson, but Watson was not threatened in the end. Instead, a malevolent god had appeared in the sky above the Dwarven Kingdom. That god would invade their kingdom after dealing with Watson. He should not have listened to Haymordinger’s words if he had known sooner.

The Dwarven Kingdom did not believe in gods since they were fascinated with research. Gods were simply larger creatures in their view. As long as they continued to advance in technology, they would be able to employ external items to bridge the gap between them and the gods.

“Wait a moment, Your Majesty. Look.”

Haymordinger snapped back to his senses when he heard the words. His eyes lit up, and his fingers that were pointing at the sky trembled slightly as if he had seen something incredible.

“What are you showing me? What’s there to see?”

Watson had flown into the skies to battle the gods for more than ten seconds. Watson, he reasoned, might be dead. He truly admired Watson at the time. He appeared young, yet he was well-versed in technology. Even the Dwarven Kingdom’s old craftsmen could not compete with him. Furthermore, he possessed a great deal of bravery. He even dared to rush up to stop the god.

King Prussia sighed. If he had been 20 years younger, he might have been as ruthless as Watson. However, he was only thinking about how to save his life at that moment. He raised his head and looked at the sky with that thought in mind.

He was taken aback by what he observed with a single glance.

The scene of Watson being crushed by the God of Destruction did not appear. The hundreds of arms around the God of Destruction’s body came in front of Watson with destructive waves. They stopped moving one meter in front of him. Instead, a golden-green chess piece floated out of Watson’s chest and extended an index finger toward the God of Destruction. The blazing pillar of light pierced through the layers of arms and directly opened a massive hole in the God of Destruction’s chest.

Pure energy radiates from within. Dazzling divine blood fell from the heavens and rolled in the air, growing to the size of red waterfalls that crushed most of the ground in the hall.

‘How is that possible?’ King Prussia shouted in his heart.. Did the King of the Kingdom of Kings defeat the God of Destruction?