Lord of the Truth - Chapter 2035 Festival night

Chapter 2035 Festival night

In the space of the Mid Sector 99-

“Ahh~”

Inside the cockpit of a Rapid Support Craft-1, groans were echoing lazily through the confined space, stretching out in long, drawn-out sighs that felt heavier than the silence itself.

“Aaahh~”

But they weren’t groans of exhaustion, pain, or torture.

“Oooh~”

They were the pure, empty groans of boredom, the kind that came from having absolutely nothing to do and too much time to kill.

“Sir,” an imperial guard wearing full black armor spoke with slight hesitation, his voice careful and restrained, “may I adjust the craft’s course a little?”

“Ahh~” Holak let out a long, exaggerated sigh, barely opening his eyes. “Do whatever you want and leave me alone.”

“…Sir, I can’t do that while you’re acting like this.”

“Aaahh~” Holak covered his face in annoyance, his fingers pressing against his forehead. “You won’t even let me enjoy my boredom in peace!! Not even that is allowed anymore?!”

“Sir, you…” the guard swallowed and forced a smile, trying to stay respectful, “you are literally lying on top of the control panel.”

“…” Holak lifted his head slightly, looked down at the glowing controls beneath him, then lay back again without a hint of shame. “Find another solution. This spot is cold-I’m not moving from here.”

“Sir, please!” the guard insisted, his voice growing more urgent. “We must drop off Imperial Guard No. 223 on planet Anmaf-4 and pick up Imperial Guard No. 377 from planet Yani-2 by the end of the day!! This is a direct schedule order!!”

“Ugh…” Holak shook his head slowly. “What’s the problem if we’re a little late? The universe won’t collapse.”

“Our guard on Anmaf-4 has been under pursuit for hours. If we’re late, he might be killed by the planet’s king,” the pilot replied quickly, his tone tense.

“Really?!” Holak sprang up from the control panel in sudden excitement, his boredom instantly evaporating. “Do you think he could actually kill an imperial guard?! He’s that powerful?!”

“You- I can’t believe you’re willing to sacrifice one of us just to have an excuse to attack that planet!” the guard snapped angrily, pointing at Holak with visible fury.

Chomp

Holak bite the Guard’s finger with calm expression

“Ahh!!” The guard tried to pull his finger out of Holak’s mouth in panic. “I’ll tell His Majesty about this! I’ll tell the-“

BEEP BEEP BEEP

At that moment, the craft began flashing red, alarms lighting up the cockpit and painting everything in warning colors.

“Hm?” Holak released the guard’s finger and looked around in confusion, blinking slowly. “What’s happening? First time I’ve seen this feature… Is it lunchtime or something?”

The next moment, a voice echoed through the speakers:

“This is the communications center. We have received an urgent rapid-intervention request from planet Donara, directly from the Second Shadow Sword. Immediate mobilization required. Coordinates will be transmitted to the control panel now.”

“..!!!”

Holak’s expression shifted gradually from boredom to joy, then to wide-eyed disbelief-like a child who had just been promised a festival after a lifetime of silence.

Bzzzzzt

BOOOOOOF

The rapid-support ship tore through a space corridor, slammed violently into a small sand dune, and burst out on the other side in a cloud of dust and displaced energy.

Then-krrr-the main hatch opened, heavy metal doors sliding apart, and Holak appeared.

The same joyful expression was still on his face, unchanged even slightly, as if this scene were exactly what he had been hoping for.

Then he began to descend.

Step

Step

“Hah…” Holak slowly looked around, maintaining that strange, delighted expression, calmly absorbing the scene before him.

Around him were about nine gigantic terrestrial beasts, their massive bodies dominating the land, and in the sky no fewer than seventeen-each one large enough to block out the sun, each one thousands of meters long, each one more than capable of gnawing into the planet’s core and destroying it without the slightest doubt.

“Ha ha…” Holak spotted Althera fighting among the flying monsters, moving with precision and ferocity, fully focused on preventing any of them from

escaping this was clearly her absolute priority, above all else.

“HAHAHAHA!!” Holak raised his hands to the sides of his head in wild excitement when he saw the colossal gate spit out another beast-snake-like in shape, but with hundreds of legs writhing beneath its massive body.

Because of Althera’s strategy of preventing any of them from leaving, and the gate continuously spewing out more of them without pause, this place was inevitably becoming a gathering point for more and more of those colossal beasts-

a growing convergence of monstrous horrors, drawn together into one expanding, catastrophic battlefield that could only spiral further into

destruction.

From their exchanges with that woman above, from their sheer presence, from their oppressive auras alone, it was obvious-terrifyingly obvious-that even the weakest one among them stood at the peak of a World Cataclysm. Their existence itself felt like a natural disaster given form.

“Haaahahahahaha!!” Holak nearly jumped with joy, his laughter bursting out uncontrollably, his entire body trembling with excitement.

But at that moment, he noticed a group of people-His Majesty and several others who clearly didn’t matter in his eyes.

In his excitement, Holak forgot directions, forgot logic, forgot even how to

speak properly.

He simply stared at Robin, then pointed toward the monsters again and again with the same ecstatic, almost crazed expression, like a child discovering a mountain of treasures.

Robin had absolutely no time to analyze Holak’s mental state. He didn’t

question it, didn’t hesitate-he simply nodded and spoke with calm authority:

“Kill them. Or just fight them. I want you to clear space for Althera so she can

destroy the gate.”

“Khkhkhaaaaahahahahaha!!!!”

Holak turned back toward the gigantic beasts like a child staring at birthday

presents piled to the ceiling, then began shouting at his followers inside the craft, laughing wildly, his voice echoing across the battlefield:

“You heard His Majesty, you bastards! Hahaha-fight them or kill them! Hahahaha-just don’t get in my way!! Don’t block my fun!!”

In the very next moment, Holak leapt onto the nearest monster-a colossal beast that looked like an armored gorilla, with a neck thicker than its own head

and muscles layered like living mountains.

Not far away, Richard frowned deeply, his expression stiff with disbelief.

“What a guard you chose for yourself.”

“He’s a little insane, but he gets things done,” Robin replied seriously, his gaze never leaving the battlefield. “Watch this.”

At that moment, Holak took a punching stance in midair, suspending himself as

if gravity no longer applied to him, and his hands began to vibrate at a frequency the naked eye couldn’t even perceive, the air around them distorting slightly from the pressure alone.

By the time the massive beast sensed something approaching and started to

turn its enormous head-

Holak had already arrived.

He released his fist.

BANG

The punch that struck the gorilla’s forehead only made its head tilt back

slightly.

Even the sound itself wasn’t that loud.

It almost looked harmless.

But then-

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG

The gorilla’s head exploded from the back, a violent internal shockwave ripping

through its skull and sending large chunks of its brain and bone flying in every direction, scattering through the air like debris from a shattered star.

“Hahahahaha!!”

Holak landed on the massive corpse, laughing wildly, then used the falling body

as a foothold, pushing off it like a platform to launch himself toward the next beast without slowing down for even a second.

Richard stared in shock, his mind struggling to process what he had just seen.

“Can you drop a space beast like that?” Robin muttered while watching, his tone calm but his eyes sharp. Richard sighed slowly. “…Not in one strike.”

“You have the energy-more energy than Holak-but you don’t have an attack

that can express it properly,” Robin said, his voice firm and analytical. Then he nodded slightly.

“We’ll work on that later, after we get out of this mess and survive what’s

happening here.”

“What are you even thinking about?” Richard said incredulously, pointing at the gate in the distance.

“You’re on the verge of destroying the universe-focus on that!”

“It’s not the first time I’ve been cornered, and it won’t be the last. I’ll think of

something”

Robin turned to him and looked him up and down slowly, his gaze cold and calculating.

“You’ve completely consumed the life force you stored while trying to break through. Go and gather the life force leaking from the dead space beasts-you won’t find a better place than this. Let us get some use out of you.”

“Ugh…”

Richard turned away with frustration and went to sit off to the side, grinding

his teeth.

As for Robin, he returned his gaze to the battlefield-

With no fear in his eyes.

Only calculation, resolve, and a dangerous calm.

He still had one final card that could erase everything and cleanse this chaos

completely, a last resort capable of wiping the field clean.

But using it… Would be deeply, painfully, unbearably embarrassing.