Punk doesn't celebrate.
He doesn't smile in victory.
He simply stares at his own hand...
...the hand that has erased a man from existence.
For a brief moment, silence surrounds him.
Then—
Something deep inside him awakens.
A quiet laugh escapes his lips.
It grows louder...
Then louder still...
Until it echoes across the ruined battlefield.
Romen watches him carefully.
His expression hardens.
Slowly, he steps forward.
Punk immediately raises one hand toward him.
"Don't come any closer."
His crimson eyes burn with madness.
"You're nowhere near me anymore."
"I have other priorities."
A cruel smile spreads across his face.
"You called me a dog."
"Now..."
"I'm going to free myself from this ugly collar."
"I'll destroy everything..."
"...and tear it from my body."
Romen's eyes widen.
"Punk, stop!"
"If you destroy everything..."
"...we'll be trapped here forever!"
"We still need the Balance Ring to escape this prison!"
Punk slowly turns his head toward him.
Then he laughs.
A cold...
Heartless laugh.
"Fool."
"I'm not going anywhere."
"I'm done obeying gods..."
"...their commands..."
"...and their orders."
He spreads his arms.
"I'm going to rule this prison..."
"...as its King."
"That's my choice."
Without another word—
Punk launches into the sky.
He stretches both hands toward the prison's massive laboratories and the Main Base.
His smile widens.
"Let's begin."
Countless crimson beams erupt from his fingertips.
BOOOOOM!!
BOOM !!
One laboratory after another explodes into flames.
Entire research facilities collapse beneath the relentless barrage.
Towering structures crumble.
Walls melt.
Metal tears apart.
Fire spreads in every direction as explosions consume the prison's infrastructure.
Far away...
Inside a dark chamber...
A massive fist slams onto a metal desk.
CRACK!!
The entire table shatters.
"I want his dead body..."
"...in my cabin."
Lord Garrow's voice echoes through the chamber.
"I don't want excuses."
Outside...
Lee immediately rushes toward the battlefield.
Brittne follows close behind.
Goul launches into the sky after them.
Lee grits his teeth.
"I warned all of you."
"This happened because of Dr. Mqara."
"He allowed Punk to escape his control."
"Now the remote is gone."
"There isn't a single chance of controlling him again."
Brittne's expression darkens.
"Then why are we still trying?"
"Why don't we just kill him..."
"...like Lord Garrow ordered?"
Lee says nothing.
His silence gives her no answer.
Meanwhile...
Punk continues his assault.
Crimson beams rain from the sky without mercy.
Laboratory after laboratory erupts into flames.
Massive explosions shake the prison world.
Romen finally loses his patience.
Golden energy gathers around him.
He launches into the sky.
"PUNK!!"
But Punk ignores him completely.
More beams crash into the remaining facilities.
Another laboratory disappears beneath a massive explosion.
Fire consumes everything.
Smoke blankets the horizon.
Minutes later...
Punk slowly lowers his hands.
He laughs proudly.
Around his neck—
The metallic collar suddenly sparks.
Its glow fades.
The device cracks apart.
Then—
CLINK.
It falls to the ground.
Destroyed.
Without the laboratories...
Without the control systems...
The collars lose their source of power.
Across the prison...
Every active control collar becomes nothing more than a lifeless piece of metal.
Just an empty band around the neck.
The prison's control network...
Has been completely erased.
Lee...
Brittne...
And Goul finally arrive.
Before anyone can speak—
CLANK.
Goul's collar falls from his neck.
It crashes onto the stone below.
Lee freezes.
For the first time...
His composure cracks.
"...How?"
Brittne stares in disbelief.
"...How could you do this?"
Lee doesn't answer.
His eyes remain fixed on Goul.
For several long seconds...
No one moves.
Brittne suddenly steps forward.
"Goul!"
"Destroy Punk!"
Her voice echoes across the burning battlefield.
Goul doesn't react.
Not even a twitch.
Instead...
He slowly looks around.
First at Punk.
Then Romen.
Then Lee.
Then Brittne.
Finally...
He studies his own hands.
He slowly closes them into fists.
As if feeling them...
For the very first time.
Brittne shouts again.
"Goul!"
"That's an order!"
Still...
Nothing.
Lee quietly places a hand on her shoulder.
"Stop."
Brittne turns toward him in confusion.
"...What?"
Lee keeps watching Goul.
"He's free now."
Silence.
Brittne can't process what she has just heard.
"...Free?"
Meanwhile—
Punk throws his head back and laughs.
His laughter grows louder and louder.
He points directly at Romen.
"You see?!"
"I won!"
"I finally won!"
"I earned the respect I deserved!"
His laughter slowly changes.
It becomes darker.
Colder.
Almost disturbing.
Even Romen feels uneasy.
Lee narrows his eyes.
Brittne instinctively steps backward.
Goul silently watches.
No one can predict Punk's next move.
Then—
Punk slowly points at Goul.
His smile widens.
"You're Number One."
"You..."
"...are the one I want."
"You treated me like a rag doll."
"Now..."
"It's my turn."
Without another word—
He launches straight toward Goul.
But before he reaches him—
Lee suddenly appears between them.
As if by instinct...
He protects Goul.
Punk's fist crashes into Lee's invisible barrier.
The impact sends shockwaves across the battlefield.
Lee quickly glances over his shoulder.
"Run."
He signals Brittne.
"Take Goul and leave."
"I'll handle Punk."
Punk laughs.
"You think..."
"...that little shield will save you?"
Lee doesn't answer.
His invisible barrier expands around him.
For a moment...
Everything appears under control.
Punk attacks again.
And again.
Every strike collides against the invisible wall.
Nothing reaches Lee.
Brittne exhales in relief.
Then—
Punk stops attacking.
He smiles.
"Oh..."
"So this is your confidence?"
He slowly pulls his fist back.
Crimson energy gathers around his arm.
The pressure rises sharply.
Lee's eyes narrow.
Something feels different.
Punk swings.
BOOOOOOM!!
The barrier trembles violently.
Lee's expression changes.
His feet slide backward through the air.
Punk smiles wider.
He punches again.
Harder.
CRACK.
A tiny fracture appears across the invisible shield.
Lee's pupils shrink.
"...Impossible."
"No one..."
"...has ever cracked my shield."
Only one name flashes through his mind.
Lord Garrow.
Punk attacks again.
BOOOOOOM!!
The shield shatters.
His fist crashes directly into Lee's face.
THUD!!
Blood sprays into the air.
Lee is hurled backward.
For the first time...
His smile disappears.
Brittne freezes.
"...Lee?"
She has never seen him bleed before.
Then—
She notices something else.
"Goul?"
Her eyes dart across the battlefield.
"...Goul?"
He is gone.
Completely gone.
She looks everywhere.
Smoke.
Fire.
Ruins.
Nothing.
"Goul!"
She screams his name again.
Only silence answers.
Meanwhile—
Romen finally joins the fight.
He enters his Enhanced State.
His weakened aura flickers around him.
He charges toward Punk.
Punk doesn't even look at him.
It is as if Romen no longer exists.
His entire focus remains on Lee.
Punk continues raining blows upon him.
Every strike lands harder than the last.
Lee barely keeps his footing.
His hands begin trembling.
For the first time...
Someone has erased the smile from his face.
Punk slowly turns.
His crimson eyes lock onto Brittne.
She instinctively steps backward.
"...No."
Then she runs.
Punk laughs.
He shoots after her like a crimson comet.
Not because he has to...
But because he enjoys it.
The hunt has become entertainment.
Just before he reaches her—
Romen appears between them.
Punk throws a punch.
Romen catches his arm.
His muscles strain.
Every wound in his body screams in agony.
Still...
He refuses to let Punk pass.
The battlefield falls silent once more.
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Far away...
Paul is still not moving.
The collar lies motionless on the ground.
His legs tremble violently.
His fists slowly clench.
He stares at the battlefield.
"...I can't save them."
Romen struggles to rise once again.
Blood pours from the wound in his chest.
His breathing grows heavier.
Yet he refuses to stay down.
He slowly lifts one shaking hand.
"I don't know..."
"...what happened to you."
"I don't know if we'll escape this prison..."
"...or if we'll ever see tomorrow."
His voice grows louder.
"But I know one thing."
He raises a trembling finger toward the dark sky.
"We're going home."
"We'll see Earth again."
"We'll see the outside world."
His exhausted eyes burn with determination.
"No matter what."
For a brief moment...
Silence.
Even the flames seem to stop dancing.
Punk stares at him.
His crimson eyes narrow.
Then...
He laughs.
A low laugh.
A cruel laugh.
"You still believe..."
"...in hope?"
He slowly shakes his head.
"Hope is for the weak."
"I'm stronger than hope."
"I'm stronger than fate."
His crimson aura explodes again.
The prison trembles beneath him.
Far below...
Lee watches quietly.
"...He's still getting stronger."
Brittne's face tightens.
"How is that even possible?"
Lee answers without looking away.
"His emotions are feeding his power."
"And that's becoming a problem."
High above...
Punk stretches one hand toward Romen.
"Come."
"Show me."
"Show me the hope you keep talking about."
Romen slowly raises his fists.
His aura is weak.
Almost gone.
But it still burns.
Even now...
He refuses to surrender.
The battlefield waits.
One warrior fights with rage.
The other...
With hope.
The next collision is inevitable.
Chapter Ends.