My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 827 Somewhere Beyond [Bonus Release]

He glided down in a graceful curve and touched down next to me, tucking his wings securely against his back. From this proximity, his face appeared more intense than before, with no hint of his usual lighthearted grin left.

"This spot stinks of something foul," he murmured softly.

"It did," I answered. "Most of it's cleared out now."

His gaze swept over the urban landscape. "So, what do you want me to do?"

I gazed into the distance, detecting the faint vibrations still coursing through the world as it settled into its fresh equilibrium.

Next, I tilted my head upward and stared at the heavens.

A pair of moons orbited the sphere, ghostly white against the azure sky, tracing silent paths over the scarred globe. In linking with the heart of the planet, I hadn't just sensed the urban centers and reproduction sites. There was another element. Not powerful enough to dominate the world, yet intentional enough to stay concealed.

Present on each moon.

I raised my arm and indicated the one to the right.

"Do you spot that moon?" I asked, eyes fixed ahead. "During my link with the core, I detected a presence on both. You handle the right. I'll manage the left. If you encounter anyone, seize the head."

"It's as good as done," Silver responded.

Scarlet fog billowed around him without delay. His frame swelled, skeleton and flesh reforming as he shifted to his colossal shape. Vaporous wings spread wide from his shoulders, and moments later, he rocketed skyward like a fired projectile, slicing through the air layers.

I eased part of the dimensional barrier encircling the metropolis. After he passed the high altitudes, the barrier closed up without a hitch.

My focus turned to the moon on the left.

The void warped in my vicinity.

Fine fissures spiderwebbed across the earth under my soles as force accumulated for a brief second, then I propelled myself into the air. The atmosphere parted violently as I pierced it, the ground below dwindling swiftly. Seas bent into sight. Landmasses drew together at the edge. The ruined settlements I'd wiped out appeared as mere pale marks from up here.

While soaring, I stretched my void awareness and seized the points between the world and its satellite. Rather than traversing the span, I ripped open a direct passage. The void buckled fiercely in front of me, shrinking the void into a squeezed route.

The globe receded behind me in mere moments. The left moon swelled in my sight, its face dull and marked by collision pits. But under that desolate facade, I perceived something structured.

Drawing nearer, the anomaly became sharper to my senses.

A shroud enveloped the moon, faint yet detectable. A multi-tiered cover meant to hide whatever hid below the crust. It paled in strength to the world core's safeguard, but it existed all the same.

I decelerated right before the hidden barrier and thrust my fist ahead. Power packed densely along my limb, solidifying into a solid mass that blasted forward like a fired shot. The blow hit the invisible shroud and ripped it apart in a savage tear. The concealing layer broke entirely, shards of twisted void flaking off and fading into the emptiness encircling the moon.

What hid underneath wasn't a barren stone.

It was a outpost.

To be precise, it formed a compact metropolis etched into the moon's face and enclosed under a clear canopy. Lines of dwellings flanked rounded avenues, and in the heart rose a lone spire towering over all.

As my awareness expanded over the sealed community, I picked up the stir inside the spire initially. Various life forces from diverse species huddled close, their energies edged with unrest.

Within the spire, the frenzy was intense.

Their focus pointed earthward, to the sphere underneath. Via stacked void formations woven into the building, they had watched the main base and forwarded reports to a superior authority even farther than this satellite.

I offered them no chance to respond.

In one stride, I bent the void and materialized in the core room of the spire. The space brimmed with illusionary displays and void tracking setups, all aimed at the world I'd recently transformed.

Before a single alert could sound, I unleashed a measured power wave.

The burst flared out from my core, hitting every person in the space at once. Forms slumped over panels and ground as unconsciousness claimed them in one swift sweep.

Quiet descended right away.

I advanced steadily, examining the main control panel.

The link channel stayed active.

Streams of messages and logged signals flowed over the screen. The final batch of dispatches lingered, halted in progress.

"Order of Absolute leader is captured."

"He is attacking the leaders."

"He is gone, unable to track him."

"The planet changed, there is a violet shield surrounding it."

"All the breeding grounds were destroyed in a massive attack."

"He is flyi–"

The signal ended there.

I observed the incomplete words briefly.

They had followed my moves live.

This spire acted as a sky-high control hub, overseeing world activities and passing data even further. Out past this moon, a superior hub waited. I rested my hand on the main panel and let my void insight infiltrate its framework. Via it, I pursued the subtle mark of the latest signal, following its path anchor.

The path extended outward, beyond this moon, weaving toward remote locations.

They hadn't foreseen the spire falling. Nor had they anticipated my swift arrival here.

A subtle grin touched my lips as I traced the departing signal to its end. The points indicated a vastly distant spot. The sheer span spoke volumes.

Only two probable scenarios came to mind.

Either a pretender feigning allegiance to the Prime Universe received these feeds, or the Eternals maintained a live intel outpost in that region. Each choice posed equal threats.

I breathed out steadily.

No need lingered to keep this watch station intact.

With a casual wave of my arm, I bundled the senseless figures in the spire into a void grasp and moved outdoors, ascending into the emptiness over the domed metropolis.

I glanced at the moon colony once more and directed my hand down.

Purple power gathered at once, pulled from my stores. A huge hand of packed purple glow materialized over the outpost. It paused for just an instant before plunging down at colossal velocity.

The collision was total.

The canopy broke first, its defenses crumbling right away under the pressure. The hand smashed the core spire and bored right through, unleashing a ruinous explosion of squeezed force on impact.

BOOM.

Clouds of dirt and broken rock burst into the void in heavy bursts.

As the glow dimmed and rubble floated into scattered bits, no trace of the outpost survived. The metropolis had vanished utterly. In its stead yawned a vast pit gouged profoundly into the moon's shell.

The watch station was obliterated. The signal path cut. Just the points stayed etched in my thoughts.

And far off beyond this moon, somebody now pondered the abrupt end to their stream.