Cloud softly called out, "Nephele."
However, there was still no response from her.
If things continue like this, she won't even make it to the last stomach, let alone escape, he thought.
He shrugged and smiled before removing the golden light from his body.
Perfect Merit, Golden Light Protection, he had believed in it for years. But now, he had to let go of the protection of the golden light as well.
His body emitted a blinding light as the golden light rapidly separated from his body. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he rushed towards the fourth stomach of the ghost beast.
"Rest now, Nephele," he said.
She didn't answer. Since he didn't know how to put her away, he simply clenched her in his fist.
Her consciousness was fading away, yet she couldn't speak.
He added, "I have a feeling that you can't escape because you didn't think outside of the box."
She waited for him to continue, hoping to hear his profound theory.
Cloud explained, "As long as the spirit energy or golden light remains on our bodies, they will still be nutrients for Godzilla. Its four stomachs will continue to treat us as food and won't allow us to pass. That's why you keep failing. It wants to exploit your value."
He sure talks a lot, Nephele thought.
The golden light continued to separate from his body. He stumbled as he moved forward, still tightly holding onto her balled-up aura.
He struggled forward, with more and more parts of his body being corroded. There was a large hole in his shoulder, and a quarter of his handsome face was missing.
His determination to move forward remained unwavering.
Nephele simply watched him. Even in this state, he was still talking to her, and she could understand. After all, people would want someone to talk to before they died.
Cloud said, "You must be wondering what I'm planning, right? You forgot to consider one thing, which is to make yourself useless. Every time, you give it your all to escape, yet you are also afraid of getting hurt. You have to unleash your power. Otherwise, you'll never get past it. See? You never thought about turning yourself into waste."
Nephele was silent, so he continued, "A pile of waste is completely useless to Godzilla. There'll be no other option but for it to excrete us."
She continued to stay silent.
"So, I assume the idea never crossed your mind?"
She was furious. Enough is enough! Nobody wants to turn themselves into waste. Just shut up already!
There was no more golden light around Cloud's body. Godzilla's stomach acid continued to corrode his remains.
Darkness eventually engulfed them.
However, he still had a wide smile on his face, giving her a toothy grin. "Nephele, do you believe in light?"
She glared at him silently, refraining from cursing out loud.
The next moment, she heard a gunshot. A golden bullet was shot out.
The golden light pierced through the darkness like a shooting star at night, leaving her astonished.
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