Chapter 1595: Gojo’s Stomach
Gojo turned around, summoning a black gate that silently roiled like boiling smoke. Unlike Arad, who leaves a tiny black sphere whenever he teleports inside his stomach, Gojo uses magic and leaves stable gates.
Arad had just been learning to create those gates for his maids to use, but even now, he is nowhere near as skilled as Gojo is with them.
Arad knew that Gojo still far surpassed him in the potency of their magic. At this point, Gojo is a Mature Adult dragon, just one stage above Arad. But even with that, Arad still felt that Gojo was somewhat even stronger than that; his presence felt as heavy as that of an old, if not an ancient, void dragon.
That was both bad and weird. It is bad because, unlike Arad, who is an immortal Pricolici, Gojo is flying through his lifespan like an arrow through the air.
But what was weird? It is that Arad sensed that Gojo is older than he is. Even Arad, with all of his power, still had the aura of an adult dragon; no dragon worth their salt could mistake that. But if Gojo wanted to pretend to be an ancient dragon, he could trick someone.
"Let’s go."
Gojo walked through the gate, and Arad followed him.
This was Arad’s first time inside Gojo’s stomach, and what he saw was both terrifying and amazing.
Gojo’s stomach was an endless dark void, illuminated by a single, spinning black hole.
The black hole wasn’t that massive, barely being the size of the moon, surrounded by a blinding accretion disk. When Arad saw it, his black hole, which was the size of an apple, felt quite pathetic.
Gojo pointed at the back hole and smiled.
"That’s all the matter I have stored inside my stomach. I know you built a world, but I chose to channel all of the mass into one black hole."
The two flew closer to the black hole and stopped just several kilometers away from its accretion disk.
"This thing breaks all laws of nature like it’s nothing. But don’t worry, I have it fully under control." The two of them flew even closer until they reached the event horizon; the only thing preventing them from getting ripped apart was Gojo’s dominion over everything inside his stomach.
"The absolute void is always boiling and roiling, forcing new matter into existence out of nothing." Gojo lifted his hand and showed his palm to Arad.
"I’m sure you can’t see it, but I do. New matter shows up alongside something else that is its nemesis of sorts. The two collide and erase each other before time could even touch them."
He reached toward the event horizon and put his hand in it, right at the border.
"But now, look."
Above Gojo’s hand, a fine dust started rushing out into the void of his stomach. "Anything that falls into the horizon can’t get out, so when matter is born at the edge, either it or its nemesis falls, so the other gets to stay in the world without getting destroyed."
While a black hole would absorb anything it comes into contact with, it’s always radiating a bit of matter.
"It isn’t much of a use, but this radiation can kill anything it washes over. I have another black hole, but it isn’t black. It’s white." Gojo looked at Arad for a moment, and the two of them teleported away, landing beside a massive, blinding while sphere that radiated with enough matter and fire to kill both of them, if not for Gojo’s barriers keeping them safe.
"This one spits matter out like a torrent. It’s where I get all of my energy." Gojo looked at Arad with a grin. "I’ll show you later how to make one. But for now, you have to know a few things first."
Gojo pointed at the distance, "First, our stomachs aren’t limitless; they have a physical limit to their size." He paused for a second, quickly elaborating, "I don’t mean a physical limit that you can touch, but one of pressure. We have a set limit of mass that we can store inside, and that mass is the weight of a black hole the size of our elemental expansion."
Arad listened, but still couldn’t understand what Gojo was talking about.
"You mean?"
"Your magic radius is 4000 kilometers, so your expansion is an 8000-kilometer sphere. That means that the maximum mass you can fit inside your stomach is the weight of an 8000-kilometers-wide black hole. That’s nearly infinite."
Gojo smiled, "I’m a mature adult, so I’m able to hold more than you. An 80000-kilometers-wide black hole. Since my range is 40000 kilometers, stupidly wide, isn’t it?"
Gojo pointed at the white hole and smiled. "We’re black holes, pure, empty voids that compress and disintegrate matter into raw energy, then use that energy to create new matter. I throw things into the black hole and pull them out of the white hole. This allows me to compress the space inside my stomach and get more bang for what I have."
He leaned forward and touched the white hole. "This is also my greatest magic. I have every offensive spell I learned, every piece of matter I collected, and every drop of energy I had besides what my body is actively using stored here."
At that moment, the black hole suddenly appeared behind them. "So, what do you think would happen if I unleashed all of that at once by throwing the black hole straight into the white one?"
Arad didn’t need Gojo to explain what would happen. All of those spells, all that power and matter would get unleashed into one massive beam of all the energies that Gojo could use, all at once, in a single second, with enough power that time itself couldn’t bind the attack.
"Everything hit, as long as it can’t endure that vast energy, would get erased from existence. But... you can’t endure it, because it’s your all."
Gojo shrugged. "I’m not going to use it unless I know for a fact that I’m going to die. But you got one thing, it won’t be a beam. It will be an explosion."
He laughed.
"I’ll name it like you do it. This would be the [Fuck it! I’m done] explosion." He flicked his fingers, and both holes disappeared. Instead, a mountain of ice appeared. "Blue Ice is inside, let’s go greet her."
Arad looked at the glacier for a moment, putting all that Gojo just showed him into the back of his head. For now, he needed to focus on Blue Ice. "She isn’t a normal Nymph. This power..."
Gojo nodded. "She is as powerful as Rilyeh, if not more. A Nymph’s power relies on the power of her source of beauty. Since we now know the Arctic Sea is a living ooze, her power is understandable."
"Alcott defeated her once... I doubt he should’ve been able to." Arad still couldn’t believe it. Even he doesn’t know if he can defeat her now. No, that would be wrong. He can defeat her; the problem is how much he’ll have to pay for that victory.
"Alcott didn’t defeat her. He sealed her away with a spell. Believe me, she didn’t resist getting sealed because it didn’t matter. She only cared about doing her job, since she could still do it; getting sealed wasn’t much of a problem." Gojo floated toward the glacier, and Arad followed him.
Cracks spread through the radiant blue ice, shattering its surface and opening a hole for Arad and Gojo to float through into the depths of the mountain.
Floating through the ice, Arad suddenly felt cold, and his finger started stinging. Gojo, in front of him, moved, lifted one arm, but was suddenly ripped into pieces.
Arad could’ve rushed to help, but it was only then that he realized, he too was already torn apart and frozen.
Into the distance, a pale woman with long white hair, crystal blue eyes, and wearing a long one-piece white dress, floated in the air, caressing Gojo’s severed head.
Arad only managed to catch a glimpse of her before getting blinded and having his whole brain burned to ash.
"Gojo...my sweeting. It’s time we go home. Cania."
Arad heard her voice, but his brain couldn’t comprehend the words; his ears bled and tore apart, failing to make sense of the melodic sound.