Novel Full Chapter 982
[Level Up] x136,392
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[Use Absorption]
[Skill: Telepathy]
[Grade: Primordial]
[YES][NO]
[Use Absorption]
[Buff: Primordial Resonance]
[YES][NO]
A few notifications float to the front of my mind. There are many others, but they get drowned out and pushed aside.
I press yes to accept everything, and don’t even bother to take a deep look at my status despite my level surging into the seven digits, reaching [Lv. 1,155,441].
Waves of Primordial Aura and High Royal Vibrations ripple through me. The new buff and skill increase my overall comprehension and strengthen the growing connection between the system and Primordial Aura. I even see a dim [Rank Up] light in the back of my mind, but it’s extremely heavy and slightly intimidating. While the base color is white, there is an extremely dense primordial seal saturating it.
I can instinctually tell pressing it would not be a simple process… So, instead, I stare straight ahead toward the next ritual site.
Maria and I look like gods of death, as our pace of flight through the air doesn’t even change.
Millions of colorful tendrils of energy siphon the remains of these four First Bloods, and the hundreds of Outer Guards in the vicinity, into our souls. Dense Divine Threads, pure High Quality Ether, Demonic Essence, and waves of High Royal Vibrations are extracted from our enemies and become part of my power.
I even begin to see visions from all of the Demons’ past, watching the slow takeover of the Lower Realm, how each of these demons played a role in siphoning the energy out of peaceful civilizations to bring here.
My ether pool grows in size with every memory, and I feel as though I’m holding more parts of the past in my soul with every one that passes.
Maria lets her blade fall back into her storage, and I retract all of my corruption back to evenly flow throughout my body.
I deactivate my Primordial Defense as well, realizing it was not even necessary. I could have done more than enough damage on those First Bloods without it.
My Primordial Aura floods outward again, and touches hundreds more Trees now that we’ve flown further into the Garden.
It feels like every breath I take, an absurd amount of power flows into me. My perception range is increasing by hundreds of trillions of kilometers every few milliseconds, and more Glyph Imprints are being stimulated as the Glyphs of these four First Bloods are digested.
Maria and I share a thought process through it all, and it feels like we’re in a constant state of enlightenment, with no sign of it stopping any time soon either.
In fact, it doesn’t. Over the next minute or so, we set our sights on multiple Ritual Sites and conquer them all.
We hit 5 more, making the bright white stone pillars crumble to black drained rubble.
Thousands more Primordial Trees pledge their loyalty to us, and we create a semicircle-like ring of perception around the entire center of the Primordial Garden. I can feel half of the Ritual Sites completely under our rule. When spectating through the trees, even when we’re not there, I can see everything as clear as day like we are.
All of the worlds they’re linked to bring my total connected worlds in the Lower Realm just over 84 Billion.
There are 16 more First Bloods that attack in groups with over two thousand Outer Guards trailing behind them as well. The death toll of the scattered Ascended Demons reaches the tens of millions.
They all die the same, like powerless insects.
I watch some of the First Bloods try to avoid our attacks, using interesting teleportation techniques, and even Body Double distractions, but when faced with overwhelming power, none of it works. We don’t have to get creative at all. A single punch or slash of the sword kills them on the spot.
So many notifications pile up in my mind.
[Level Up] x21,299
[Level Up] x19,530
[Level Up] x15,008
[Level Up] x13,316
[Level Up] x10,001
[Level Up] x8,992
[Level Up] x7,750
[Level Up] x5,878
[Level Up] x5,050
[Level Up] x4,589
[Level Up] x3,720
[Level Up] x3,201
[Level Up] x2,414
[Level Up] x2,000
[Level Up] x1,559
[Level Up] x1,031
[Use Absorption]
[Skill: Shadow Step]
[Grade: Primordial]
[YES][NO]
[Use Absorption]
[Skill: Dark Mist]
[Grade: Primordial]
[YES][NO]
[Use Absorption]
[Skill: Body Double]
[Grade: Primordial]
[YES][NO]
[Use Absorption]
[Buff: Primordial Strike]
[YES][NO]
[Use Absorption]
[Buff: Primordial Infusion]
[YES][NO]
I press yes to automatically accept everything that comes my way, and realize the level ups are slowing down as I reach [Lv. 1,280,779]. All of the First Blood Demons seem to be around the same level as this, so less and less gains come in after each kill.
We hardly gain any noticeable strength after killing Demons. However there is still an incremental change that increases our primordial aura and glyph strength after conquering the Ritual Sites. So, completing the second half of the ring becomes our only focus.
I can feel that there is a domain in the center of the ring, but every time I think about flying in closer to it, my instincts yell at me to turn away.
I’ve seen exactly where it leads from looking into the collection of memories that have accumulated in my mind. There’s no doubt that this is where the Tree of Life, or at least what remains of it, stands. The one that keeps recurring in my visions.
Yet, with it, is the Imperial Family Head.
While I feel an unbelievable amount of raw power pouring into me, there is one thing that I don’t have. It is arguably even more important… that’s information.
In every memory absorbed by the Outer Guards, and even the First Bloods, no real data is left behind about their King.
If anything, I’ve seen more about the Overseer from digesting the Demons’ Legacy than I have about the Imperial Family Head. This Royal Family head that rules the Purple Zone of the Upper Realm is still a total mystery to me.
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At the far edge of the Primordial Garden in an isolated Domain, perfect visuals of the massacre of Ancient Demons is on full display for two captivated viewers.
It plays in real time next to the vibrant imagery of a newly sprouting Primordial Tree breaking through the Cyan Zone into the empty Blue Zone.
Then dozens of other live events following the generals, commanders, Knights, and Admins are showing below this.
Ren circles around the image displays with eyes open wide with surprise, and clear unexpected joy.
“You were right! The First Bloods are no match! Jay and Maria are really the strongest in the Purple Zone! Nothing can touch them now!”
The bright white elf’s eyes watch Demon after Demon explode into raw energy and be absorbed by the blue and red humanoid masses. Their eyes dart down to the other images that show up in this strange circular rift, but watching 20 quadrillion-kilometer-wide Ritual Domains be drained of their ether in seconds one after another is far more awe-inspiring.
Ember stays silent, watching with an extremely sharp gaze.
Every Ritual Domain that crumbles to black stone actually makes the former grin he wore fade from his face. A very serious aura flows throughout the Domain they’re in.
He stands up, turns around, and walks away into the forest, leaving Ren by the rift.
The elf begins to open their mouth to ask where he’s going, but Ember raises a hand and shakes his head.
“I need a moment to prepare in isolation before we run out of time. Jay and Maria may seem unbeatable to you now, but you’re wrong about one thing. They are not the strongest being in the Purple Zone, it is not even close. In a moment, they’re going to need all the help they can get.”