"Live Streaming?"
Nanashi understood immediately.
It was simply a feature that broadcasted what he saw in real time.
"I didn't expect the chat group to have this kind of function."
Lemuel:"Hey, why does it feel like Nanashi always gets pulled into our Doomsday trips?"
Saeko:"Well, as an admin, it makes sense that he'd be chosen."
Suzuki:"Hey, hey, hey! Hold on! Shouldn't you guys be worried about me instead?"
Suzuki:"Antimatter Corps? Doomsday Beasts? No matter how you look at it, there's no way an ordinary person like me can handle that!"
Shinobu:"Yeah… it doesn't seem like something I could deal with either."
Suzuki:@Nanashi, Boss! Help me!
Nanashi: "…"
Suzuki or Momonga, who hadn't yet become the Bone King Overlord, was still just an ordinary person—one who couldn't even defeat a basic virtual soldier.
Fortunately, he had already mastered Level 5 Vector Manipulation.
He wasn't anywhere near the level of a Star God, nor could he compare to those powerful envoys who had inherited divine power.
But against a Doomsday Beast?
That was a different story.
While the Doomsday Beast was classified as an anti-stellar weapon of the Antimatter Legion, it didn't actually have the power to destroy stars.
It was merely one of the strongest soldiers within the Legion.
Above it stood the Catastrophe Pioneer, capable of truly annihilating celestial bodies.
And beyond that—the Lord of Extinction, a being feared for its ability to wipe out entire galaxies.
Nanashi gently moved Eriri's legs aside and pulled his arm free from beneath her.
Glancing down at his black pajamas and the slippers on his feet, he hesitated.
"…"
Eh. Too much effort to change.
He tapped into the chat.
Nanashi:@Suzuki, just go first and hide.
Suzuki:"Yes, sir!"
With that, Nanashi confirmed his selection.
A portal materialized.
Time itself seemed to freeze.
Without hesitation, he stepped through.
Black Tower Space Station
"Watch how powerful I am!"
March 7th moved swiftly, her pink hair flowing as she nocked an ice arrow and released it.
The arrow tore through the enemy soldier's armor, piercing its body with ease.
"!!!"
With an eerie, distorted cry, the creature dissolved into nothingness.
"Enemy down! Let's move!"
March 7th turned, preparing to head toward the Star Rail Express.
"Wait, March!"
Dan Heng, who had been following closely behind, suddenly stopped her.
"What—"
Before she could finish, a powerful gust howled through the space station.
Outside the platform, in the vast starry sky, a massive blue-and-white creature emerged, soaring closer.
Himeko's sharp orange eyes narrowed.
"I didn't expect Doomsday Beast to actually come after us."
She glanced at Stelle, the silver-haired youth standing nearby.
"Looks like the star core inside this kid is what attracted it."
"Hey! Get down here!"
March 7th stepped forward, drawing her bow again.
"ROAR!"
The Doomsday Beast loomed overhead, its enormous wings beating violently, generating an oppressive force.
Up close, it was clear—this wasn't a dragon.
It was massive.
Yet, its body wasn't solid.
Sections of its form were connected through void energy.
Its two massive claws, one black and one white, gleamed ominously. At its core was a strange, pulsating energy source.
It wasn't a living being.
It was a weapon.
"Wow!!! Are we seriously supposed to fight that thing?!"
A panicked voice broke through the tension.
Everyone turned.
Somehow, two figures had appeared behind them.
One was a plain-looking man in simple clothes, a mask barely concealing his fearful expression. His legs were trembling.
Clearly terrified.
The other—golden eyes, a calm but tired expression, clad in black pajamas and slippers.
Himeko frowned.
"There shouldn't be any unfamiliar faces on the Black Tower Space Station…"
She took a cautious step forward.
"Who are you two? You're not from the Space Station, are you?"
Her first thought was that they belonged to the Forces of Destruction, or another unknown faction. She tensed.
Dan Heng subtly adjusted his grip on his spear, readying himself.
Meanwhile, Stelle, gripping a baseball bat, gazed at Nanashi in confusion.
Something about those golden eyes felt oddly familiar.
Nanashi, unfazed, pointed toward Doomsday Beast.
"I'm here to help March. But first, shouldn't we deal with that big guy?"
As if on cue, Doomsday Beast responded.
A brilliant golden laser shot toward them.
"March!"
Himeko's voice rang with alarm.
"A sneak attack? How shameless."
Nanashi reacted instantly.
In a split second, he teleported in front of March 7th—
And threw a punch.
CRACK!
The air itself shattered like glass.
His fist collided with the laser beam, and in an instant, it reversed course.
The energy shot backward—directly into the Doomsday Beast's wings.
"That speed—!"
Dan Heng's pupils contracted in shock.
Himeko's expression turned serious.
"What kind of power is this…?"
Meanwhile, March 7th blinked in surprise.
Then, she grinned.
"Wait… you're Nanashi?"
The black-pajama-clad figure turned to her and smirked.
"That's me. Due to Doomsday Beast appearance, a mission has been given, and I brought Suzuki along for the ride."