Published at 5th of November 2026 7:32 am

Chapter 2490: Rage of the Ignorant

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Mid Sector 135—Pigsty Galaxy

"Khkh?!" In the middle of a vast muddy forest centered around an enormous seat, the Momentum Behemoth suddenly stood up in anger, his huge body rising above everything surrounding him.

The Momentum Behemoth possessed a massive body nearly four meters tall, with a full, protruding belly and a prominent rounded nose that stood out clearly upon his face. Two large tusks curved upward from his mouth like a pair of horns, while his large hollow ears had thick rings dangling from them, similar in appearance to the heavy ring adorning his nose.

"Khkh! What is all this supposed to mean?!" One of the Behemoth’s many sons, another person carrying the bloodline of the Star-Ramming Pig, shouted in a voice powerful enough to shake the muddy forest around them. "The universe is going to end? Everyone is trying to survive while simply leaving us behind?!"

"Damn it, how oblivious we’ve been all this time! We’ve been busy planning how to develop the Sector, build even more pens to expand our army, and increase our ability to protect ourselves, while all along they’ve been looking at us like fools building castles out of sand directly in front of a rising wave!"

"Aren’t we good enough for those filthy humans to at least tell us about something like this so that we can survive along with them?!"

"Maybe it’s a lie? Maybe Robin Burton is only trying to shift all the pressure away from himself by saying something like this? Maybe—"

Krssh—

The broadcast was abruptly cut off at that very moment, and the image of Robin calmly drinking from his glass immediately began to distort before their eyes.

"Khraaaa!!!" The Behemoth roared furiously and stomped his foot against the ground with tremendous force. "The Soul Society is trying to silence him!!"

Then he immediately pointed toward the many sons gathered around him and gave his order without the slightest hesitation. "Tell Morval that if he stops this broadcast, I’ll wipe every Soul Society headquarters out of this Sector and rip out every single soul seedling with my own hands!!"

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Mid Sector 80—

Amat slowly opened his mouth slightly, while his single enormous eye trembled violently... Neither this expression nor anything even remotely resembling such an intense reaction had appeared on his face for nearly sixty million years.

There was no longer anything in existence capable of genuinely surprising him, and there was almost nothing left that could possibly deserve such a reaction from someone who had lived as long as he had... except what he was hearing right now.

He already knew that something would happen after a hundred million years.

First, because fifth-degree Masters of Truth had repeatedly predicted this matter throughout history. Second, because of the various indications pointing toward civilization having been cut off exactly 97.8 million years ago, an extremely strange and noteworthy number when compared to the age of the universe itself. And there was also the fact that Cosmic Elder Zolan himself had mentioned the matter in passing, telling them to prepare for what was to come while subtly emphasizing that very point during his speech concerning Robin and the Cosmic Academies.

But everything Amat knew existed only as scattered pieces of an enormous puzzle, separate fragments that told him with certainty that something would indeed happen... yet that didn’t necessarily mean it had to be something completely terrible. Perhaps it could even be something good, or perhaps it was merely a prediction concerning a great catastrophe that would descend upon the universe but that people would ultimately survive, just as they had survived when the Ancestor of the Combat Beasts arrived with his enormous army.

But...

Total annihilation? All the higher entities already knew about it and were secretly trying to survive?

Robin was saying that he had personally been tasked with protecting the universe?

Was that the reason they were all trying to kill him?

Then who exactly was in the right?

Krsssh—

Amat’s face twisted visibly with pain and anger the instant he saw the broadcast image suddenly freeze before him.

And for the first time in tens of millions of years, Amat raised his voice and roared with enough fury to shake everything around him, "MORVAAAAAAAAL!!!"

The entire office trembled violently from the tremendous power he released along with that furious roar.

Then he continued in that same booming voice without lowering it in the slightest, "If this broadcast is cut off, then the Soul Society can forget about ever entering my Sector or my library for everything that remains of this cycle, and let them do whatever they’re capable of doing about it!" Then his voice grew even heavier as he emphasized his final command, "Tell him immediately!"

Huuum~

Around him, dozens of trunks and statues began moving at once, their eyes glowing with the light of their soul seedlings as they immediately began transmitting the urgent message...

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Mid Sector 500—Dream Galaxy

"Lord Morval, the Body Behemoth is renewing his demand for the broadcast to be restored immediately."

"The Nightmare Behemoth has threatened several punishments against the Soul Society within his Sector if the broadcast isn’t restored."

"The Conservation Behemoth has announced that he will close his library to us."

"....." Morval slowly raised both hands toward the sides of his head, his movements unusually sluggish as the reports continued arriving one after another.

His expression had already reached the worst state imaginable, and with every additional report he heard, he was beginning to feel as though even his physical condition itself was steadily deteriorating.

Why... Why would you reveal a secret like that, you damned brat?!

He had made a hasty decision immediately after Robin uttered those words and ordered the people around him to begin interfering with the broadcast. This sort of thing was perfectly normal and had happened many times before, and afterward they could simply claim that there had been a temporary malfunction in the network or that the broadcast itself had been cut off from Robin’s side. In the end, this was their platform, something under their control; they could do whatever they wanted with it, and no one had any authority over them or the right to tell them how to operate it.

But not this time...

Every Behemoth in the universe had sent a threat demanding that the broadcast be restored immediately, leaving practically no room for Morval to pretend that no one important cared about what Robin had just said.

Even those filthy Millennial and Centennial Empires had suddenly found their voices and dared to send threats of their own!!

The broadcast had only been cut off for five seconds so far, yet tens of thousands of threats demanding its immediate restoration had already reached him... Cutting the broadcast at such an incredibly suspicious moment had merely been an instinctive reaction on his part to the disaster Robin had just created with his words, but unfortunately, instead of containing the situation, that reaction had only confirmed people’s suspicions and increased the credibility of everything Robin had just revealed.

And if Morval kept the broadcast shut down now and stubbornly resisted all those threats, the Soul Society wouldn’t merely risk losing its foothold. Robin’s words would become like carvings etched permanently into stone in the minds of everyone who had heard them. Even though they were nothing more than words without any evidence behind them, words that sounded very much like conspiracy theories, silencing Robin at precisely this moment would inevitably produce a terrifying backlash and make those same words appear far more believable.

And that wasn’t the only problem Morval was facing...

Morval could clearly feel the gazes of his brothers resting upon him from all around. On the surface, they were merely standing there and waiting for his orders as they normally would, but in truth, they were carefully reading his body language and watching every small change in his expression, silently wondering whether what they had just heard was actually true, and whether their elder brother already knew that something like this was real.

No one in the entire Dream Galaxy knew about this matter except Morval himself... or at least, that was how it was supposed to be.

"Ugh."

Under all those questioning gazes, Morval forced a fake smile onto his face and slowly began massaging his head, maintaining the gesture for a moment before finally lowering his hand back to his side. "Robin Burton... Those conspiracy theories of his will only cause unnecessary trouble for ordinary people, but fine. Since everyone wants to listen so badly... resume the broadcast."

Krsssh—

Robin’s distorted and trembling image gradually began moving again, and people everywhere finally breathed long sighs of relief as they returned to staring seriously at Robin’s face from the side, unwilling to miss whatever might come next.

Robin was still calmly drinking from his black glass while reading through a book... He hadn’t said anything at all during the interruption, and the realization that they hadn’t missed any of his words immediately relieved everyone and slightly eased the anger they had begun directing toward the Soul Society.

But that brief sense of relief quickly transformed into tension and anticipation once again when Billy finally opened his mouth after another few seconds, his hesitant voice immediately drawing everyone’s attention back toward the conversation:

<...A- umm.... I--is this the real reason you... ignore everything being thrown at you? Because you see everyone as already dead?>

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