My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 822 I Am Here

Previously on My Talent's Name Is Generator...
Billion Ironhart materializes in a field, triggering alarms and a deathmist dome shield that encloses him alongside three bound Upper Transcendents. Surveying the prosperous Phantom civilization beyond, he converses with the captive Feran and recognizes Igza Nag among the hovering leaders, including an elderly Naga man who offers alliance while threatening his origins in Vaythos. Rejecting the proposal, Ironhart taps the ground, commanding the land's Essence to erupt in surging emerald waves that disrupt the dome and city foundations, leading the leaders to order a simultaneous barrage of energy beams toward the enclosure.

The fourteen beams hurtled towards us in flawless harmony, approaching from every angle with deadly accuracy. These weren't rough surges of power; each one held packed Essence designed for ultimate detonation.

I stayed rooted in my spot.

The green Essence accumulated within the dome reacted right away to my intention. What had swelled like an ocean now squeezed inward, wrapping me in a slim, see-through coating. It didn't look bulky or formidable.

With the beams drawing near, I unleashed a time-based wave.

It expanded from my core in a precise burst, not broad enough to cover the whole arena, but enough to warp the nearby passage of time inside the dome. The approaching beams decelerated upon hitting the wave's range, their fierce momentum tamed into slow, nearly halted progression.

In that prolonged moment, they seemed less like ruinous spears and more like luminous strips hanging in the air.

They collided with the slender green barrier.

The collision didn't burst outward.

Rather, the beams pushed against the layer and started to disintegrate. Their tight formations weakened beneath the dual strain of the barrier and the time slowdown. Similar to threads of cloth being teased loose one by one, the beams lost their unity. Their glow faded steadily as they got soaked up and scattered into pointless fragments.

Each of the fourteen strikes melted away into oblivion one after another.

The wave dissipated.

The barrier held firm.

The green Essence kept swirling about me, reliable and compliant, as though the world below had picked its ally.

Hollow Star showed no delay.

A fresh barrage sparked to life.

The mounted devices reloaded in a flash, their hearts blazing more intensely than earlier while yet another set of beams ripped towards the dome's heart. On this occasion, the onslaught wasn't standalone.

The airborne figures acted as one.

The three Eternals reached out their arms and fired thick torrents of deathmist, dense and squeezed tight, their rays gloomier and weightier than the machine-generated ones. The aged Naga advanced a bit and swung his limb broadly, unleashing a space ripple that twisted the atmosphere ahead of him, propelling a space edge. The bug-like being parted its jaws and a targeted sonic assault vibrated forth.

The three Eternals reached out their arms and fired thick torrents of deathmist, dense and squeezed tight, their rays gloomier and weightier than the machine-generated ones. The aged Naga advanced a bit and swung his limb broadly, unleashing a space ripple that twisted the atmosphere ahead of him, propelling a space edge. The bug-like being parted its jaws and a targeted sonic assault vibrated forth.

Two additional packed Essence rays from distinct flying devices merged into the barrage, heading directly at me from overhead.

This was a joint extermination.

I breathed out gently.

The time wave wouldn't be enough now.

The green Essence twirling near me obeyed as I wove space into its fabric. The slim barrier grew a touch larger. When the initial beams pierced its zone, I blended space and devour right into the defense.

The device-fired beams hit first.

Rather than just decelerating, they got drawn inside like tugged by invisible flows. Their hearts grew unstable while devour peeled away their bonds from the core, slimming them swiftly before they could even brush against my form.

The deathmist rays came after.

Those I kept from making direct contact with the barrier. I bent space ahead of them, altering their course slightly so they arced away, skimming the dome's interior wall rather than thrusting at me. Wherever deathmist clashed with the potent green Essence, it hissed and evaporated.

The space ripple from the Naga hit next.

I met it with my version.

A tight orb of merged space and time took shape before my hand, and I thrust it ahead. The rival distortions met in the middle of the space. For the briefest instant, the atmosphere between us looked to halt, undulating fiercely as opposing space frameworks battled. His ripple broke apart initially, its borders coming undone as my time adjustment threw it off.

The bug-being's sonic assault arrived nearly at the same time.

Rather than blocking it head-on, I flipped the charge inside the barrier. The approaching oscillation curved inward and looped around me, the tones tangling together until they nullified in wild disruption.

The last two Essence rays dropped from up high.

The green twirl around me shot up in a straight upward curve, facing them directly. The rays stabbed into the bulk for a short while before getting engulfed and spread through the broader current, their power rerouted safely into the nearby zone.

Once the united attack concluded, the atmosphere within the dome gleamed with lingering twists.

I stood unmoved in my position.

Over the dome, the aged Naga's face changed from steady scheming to clear astonishment as the follow-up joint strike failed to inflict any damage.

I cocked my head a bit.

"It's my chance," I murmured softly, extending my hand out.

The green Essence beyond the dome, which had been circling in measured patterns, answered my order without delay. What seemed serene now tightened fiercely, pulling in to form fourteen solid, spinning lances.

Suddenly, the lances disappeared. They didn't move in direct paths.

They phase-shifted.

In the following moment, every lance materialized right before the mounted devices that had targeted me.

BOOM!

The blasts came at once and were ruinous. Alloy warped and ripped under the bursting outpour of world Essence. The devices broke down in flares of green radiance, and nearby frameworks tumbled from the blast. The aged Naga's gaze grew keen.

I raised my hand skyward.

The Essence still surging through the region answered once more. It amassed over the dome, solidifying into a huge hand of squeezed green power that loomed threateningly above. The hand's build was tiered and solid, each digit clear, the whole bulk throbbing with pent-up might.

Then it came down.

The aged Naga moved right away. His blade was gripped as he slashed in one firm sweep. A dark space edge burst from the cut, cleaving ahead. The ray sliced across the lowering hand, ripping a straight gash through its middle.

For a split second, the hand divided.

But the Essence didn't scatter.

It streamed.

The divided parts melted and swiftly merged anew, the packed form rebuilding like the slice hadn't occurred. The green power regrouped, curving in to reclaim its outline, and the hand pressed on without slowing.

It slammed into the gray dome with overwhelming power.

Fissures spread over the deathmist wall in expanding webs. The framework creaked beneath the mass of world Essence bearing down. The defense flashed wildly as its stacked patterns tried to hold steady, but the base under it was already weakened.

The fissures grew deeper.

With one last push of force, the dome broke entirely.

The gray wall exploded into bits of fading deathmist and disappeared, clearing the path between me and the floating leaders.

I grinned as the broken pieces of the dome faded into the breeze, and then my form rose off the earth. I ascended gradually at the start, green Essence coiling under my soles, until I floated level with the eyes of the gathered chiefs.

"You see," I stated calmly, "I only need one of you alive for a civilized conversation. And I have decided it will be you, old man."

My stare stayed locked on the senior Naga.

Then I blinked out.

Time warped about me as I triggered Chronostep. The surroundings dragged into extended slowness. Noise muted. Actions stretched out. The three Eternals nearest the aged Naga started pivoting towards my former spot, their responses quick yet hopelessly delayed in the tightened rhythm.

All three sat in the upper 470s. To them, I'd vanished. To me, they crawled through molasses.

My right fist drove ahead.

It slammed into the first Eternal's cranium. No epic fight ensued. The blow passed through smoothly. His head burst.

My left hand followed seamlessly, hitting the second Eternal's torso. I infused devour at the impact. The instant my hand met him, his trunk caved in, his frame unwinding from inside out.

The third Eternal finished his pivot right as I flung both hands apart and drove them down in one final strike. My hands hit both sides of his cranium. The force smashed his head between them, the blast ripping his form apart.

Time returned to normal speed.

Their broken pieces fell as dim specks of deathmist.

A string of System alerts flickered in my sight as my levels rose.