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But he was not alone.

And at the base of the pyramid, an army of hundreds surged upward: Shao Kahn’s broken legions, Raiden’s rebels, the chaos-realm mutants, the seido constables. All of them had one target.

Sub-Zero stepped forward. “Er sagt, er will Frieden.” (He says he wants peace.) Mortal Kombat - Armageddon -Europa- -EnFrDeEsIt-

A serrated spear punched through Taven’s shoulder. The chain yanked. He stumbled forward, dropping the sacred chalice of Blaze’s flame. It clattered across the stone.

In the final second of existence, Johnny Cage—who had only wanted to ask for the translation of “dinner” in Spanish—gave a thumbs up and mouthed: “Worth it.” But he was not alone

He had won. The god-fire was his. With a single thought, he could reset the universe, erase the bloodshed, and bring peace.

Johnny Cage, miraculously still alive, threw his hands up. “Ma che cavolo sta succedendo? Perché stiamo parlando italiano all’improvviso?” (What the hell is happening? Why are we suddenly speaking Italian?) Sub-Zero stepped forward

Blaze, the elemental guardian, lay shattered. His molten core bled liquid fire down the obsidian steps. And standing over him, chest heaving, was Taven.