Chapter 48: Nihilborn

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Nihilborn

The exact millisecond the word left his lips, Aeon activated a highly advanced technique he had meticulously created during his long centuries of isolation.

In truth, the manifestation did not operate or feel like a standard technique at all; it functioned more like an ability.

It did not belong to the singular track of a Warrior Path, a Soul Path art, or a traditional Arcane spell.

Instead, it was a flawless, synchronized combination of all three paths, powered entirely by the overlapping energies of his Primordial Spirit Energy, the Primordial energies of his Arcane Path, and his dense Primordial Martial Energy.

As the matrix ignited, Aeon released a concentrated wave of dark-purple energy, directing the stream of energy straight toward the base of the nearest colossal stone statue.

Instantly, an intricate array of glowing magic circles, ancient runes, and complex geometric patterns manifested across the grass land beneath the monument, locking together in perfect synchronization.

The glowing runic arrays began to rotate at a blistering, blinding speed, casting a thick cloud of dark-purple energy into the local air.

The mist carried an oppressive aura of absolute emptiness and freezing cold that would force any ordinary observer to violently shiver in primal fear.

Slowly and clearly, the dark-purple mass began to condense, taking a distinct physical shape.

It initially synthesized a pair of heavy, shadowy feet, before rapidly climbing upward to assemble a broad, armored muscular torso.

Within a brief minute, a towering humanoid figure constructed entirely from living shadows and emptiness emerged from the mist, bearing a pair of dark, sweeping dragon horns covered in armor like shadows and a set of menacing, glowing red eyes that burned fiercely from beneath the visor of a heavy helmet.

Their entire physical manifestation was dark, forged from the pure substance of localized shadows. They radiated an eerie, suffocating silence paired with an overwhelming sense of profound emptiness and non-existence—appearing so completely hollow that it felt as though they didn’t truly exist even while standing under the broad daylight.

Their limbs were fully clad in a natural, organic armor composed entirely of highly compressed Shadow and Void mass, forming thick, intricate plates that locked tightly across their entire bodies.

The moment the transformation finalized, the towering entity dropped onto one knee before Aeon.

He planted one heavy shadow fist firmly against the marble crosswalk while resting his other hand flat against his leg.

Lowering his armored head in absolute submission, the shadowy warrior spoke in a deep, booming male voice that was entirely laced with profound respect, boundless admiration, and unyielding obedience.

"Greetings, My Liege."

The exact second the declaration resonated across the grassland plain, something thoroughly amazing occurred.

A long, tremendous mechanical sound echoed directly inside Aeon’s head, and a magnificent golden panel manifested flat against his vision.

<DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNGG>

<MARVELOUS>

<AEON GLACIUS ASTARAEAS. You have achieved the absolute impossible.>

<While remaining within the boundaries of a MORTAL dragon, your understanding has allowed you to create a completely new form of life out of a single spell.>

<You are thoroughly deserving of a cosmic reward.>

<Continue to rewrite the laws of reality. The AKASHIC RECORDS are actively watching your progression.><DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNGG>

<MARVELOUS>

<AEON GLACIUS ASTARAEAS. You have Achieved the impossible.>

<When you are just a MORTAL dragon, you created a new live form, from just a spell.>

<You deserve to be rewarded.>

<Keep Up doing the impossible. The AKASHIC RECORDS are watching you>

The voice paused for a single heartbeat before the interface updated again.

<Ding>

<You have been universally rewarded with a brand-new special talent.>

<Special Talent: Nihilborn Monarch>

<Rank: EX>

<Description: A supreme, reality-breaking talent that grants the user the absolute authority to execute the creation and awakening of the Nihilborn—a unique race born straight from the concepts of death, darkness, Shadow, Void, and Nihility. You are the definitive Monarch governing the dead, the emptiness, and the non-existent.>

<Achievement Level: 1 ➡️ Level 2>

<Ding>

<You have been rewarded with a new special talent>

<Special Talent: Nihilborn Monarch >

<Rank: EX>

<Description: A supreme talent that allows the creation and awakening of the Nihilborn, a race born from death, darkness, Shadow, Void, and Nihility. You are the Monarch of the death, the emptiness, and the nonexistent.>

<Achievement Level: Level 1—> level 2>

Aeon stood completely shocked for a brief moment, his cosmic eyes blinking in genuine surprise.

He had never expected to actually trigger the Akashic Records and receive a reward from them.

Instantly, a secondary notification window erupted over his vision. This time, it was his personal system interface seizing control of the prompt.

[Ding]

[You have gained a new Special talent.]

[Warning]

[The newly acquired special talent is standardly weaker than your other specialtalents. It’s currently being consumed and overwritten by your other special talents]

[Ding]

[Infinite Evolution Activated]

[Evolving the new special talent: Nihilborn Monarch]

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!

An explosive shockwave detonated from him. Aeon’s body violently emitted a towering column of dark-purple aura that shot straight into the clouds, almost fracturing the sky of the sub-dimension.

His cosmic eyes glowed with a deep, blinding purple light as the evolution upgraded the special talent.

Following two minutes of intense energetic reconstruction, the process finally came to a smooth halt. The dark-purple aura he had released calmed down seamlessly, flowing back beneath his skin to settle inside his body.

[Evolution Process: Successful.]

[You have successfully unlocked: Special Talent: Infinite Nihilborn Creation.]

Hearing the automated confirmation echo inside his head, a wide, thrilled smile spread across Aeon’s handsome face, and he voiced his happiness aloud.

"Sweet. System, display the full description of the new special talent."

[Talent: Infinite Nihilborn Creation]

[Rank: Infinite]

[Description: An ultimate Infinite power that transcends the boundaries of life, death, time, space, and existence. It grants its wielder absolute authority to create, awaken, and evolve the Nihilborn—a unique race born from the fusion of death, darkness, Shadow, Void, and Nihility. The deceased of any era, regardless of how ancient or completely destroyed their original existence may be, can be called forth and reborn directly as Nihilborn.]

[Effect 1: Infinite Nihilborn Creation]

[Type: Active]

[Description: The wielder possesses the authority to create Nihilborn from the convergence of death, darkness, Shadow, Void, and Nihility, allowing the race to exist independently as a genuine form of life beyond conventional life and death.]

[Effect 2: Eternal Awakening]

[Type: Passive]

[Description: Any deceased being from any era, timeline, dimension, universe, or plane of existence can be awakened. Physical remains are completely unnecessary. The Talent can reach across the boundaries of time and existence to call forth the dead.]

[Effect 3: Infinite Rebirth]

[Type: Passive]

[Description: Upon awakening, the deceased immediately manifests as a Nihilborn, never returning as flesh, bones, spirits, or ordinary undead. Immune to all forms of attack physical, energy or spiritual or not. Their memories, experiences, abilities, bloodline potential, talents, and accumulated knowledge are preserved within their new existence.]

[Effect 4: Infinite Evolution]

[Type: Passive]

[Description: Every Nihilborn possesses limitless evolutionary potential. Through cultivation, battle, absorption, and their own growth, they can continuously transcend their original limits and evolve through increasingly higher forms, eventually reaching True Nihilborn and potentially surpassing even the limits originally imposed upon their race.]

[Effect 5: Infinite Origin Replication

[Description: Perfectly copies the deceased’s original bloodline, physique, special talents, abilities, and techniques, before their death. You can also bestew them special talents, physique and so on.]

Aeon looked the panel as his gaze traced through every single line of the description, refusing to let a single piece of information slip past his awareness. The further down the screen he read, the happier and more ecstatic his expression became.

He suddenly burst into a loud laugh that echoed across the entire graveyard labyrinth. "Hahahahaha! This is unbelievable! I am basically like a Shadow Monarch right now—except mine is infinitely stronger, purer, and more absolute than his layout. What can possibly be more amazing than transforming into a literal one-man army?"

Calming his breathing, he shifted his gaze back toward the kneeling Nihilborn warrior standing before his posture, addressing his system to show him their status.

"System, pull up his status. Let me see he has."

[Name:??????]

[Race: Dragon Nihilborn]

[Cultivation rank: SSS]

[Path: Warrior]

[Special Talent: Regeneration (S)]

[Bloodline: Celestial Dragon Bloodline (S)]

[Physique: Golden Body Physique (C)]

[Affinitie: Metal, ice, Void, Shadow, Darkness, Nihility, Death]

Aeon carefully examined the status, noticing several powerful traits related to the Nihilborn.

He was particularly drawn to the Regeneration special talent. Backed by his own Infinite Evolution special talent, if he copies it and evolve it into infinite-rank , he could only imagine how terrifyingly unkillable he would become in battle.

Dismissing the stat window with a wave of his hand, he looked back down at the unmoving Nihilborn dragon.

"Hmm. Tell me, what was your original name before you perished?"

The Nihilborn slowly lifted his armored head, his menacing red eyes looking straight into Aeon’s face as he responded without a single moment of delay.

"My name was John, my liege."

Aeon gently stroked his jawline, considering the situation for a brief moment as he resolved to run a small experiment on something.

"John will remain your designated name in this new life. From this moment onward, you are John Nihilborn. You may step down."

John lowered his head in a deep bow, his resonant voice completely filled with a mixture of absolute respect, profound admiration, and immense gratitude.

"Yes, my liege. As you command."

The exact millisecond the confirmation left his mouth, John’s physical form smoothly dissolved into a pool of shadow, shooting across the white marble tiles to sink straight into Aeon’s own shadow.

Aeon instantly felt a massive, reality-breaking connection link to his existence. It felt as though an entire autonomous universe had suddenly manifested directly inside his shadow.

In truth, the localized space expanded far beyond even that.

He could clearly feel the presence of his newly created Nihilborn dragon warrior resting securely within his shadow pathways, single-mindedly monitoring Aeon’s surroundings like an eternal, invisible protector.

Having thoroughly verified the flawless mechanics of the ability, Aeon had absolutely no intention of standing on ceremony.

He held an entire ancestral army of legendary dragon waiting to be reclaimed from death.

With a thought he activated his new special talent, a cataclysmic wave of dark-purple aura violently erupted from Aeon’s body, sweeping across the hundreds of thousands of miles mapping the entire family cemetery in a fraction of a second.

He then he voiced out a single word that echoed across the domain:

"DESCEND."

This time, the manifestation process was entirely different. There were no complex magic circles or spinning runic arrays manifesting across the stone foundations.

Instantly, thousands of identical, hyper-dense Nihilborn dragons began to fluidly emerge straight from the graves.

They didn’t just physically dig their way out of the soil or shattering the reinforced marble ground.

They simply passed smoothly through the ground as though the it was nothing but empty air.

Within a few brief moments, more than 2,000 Nihilborns stood assembled across the labyrinth paths, with several Nihilborn dragons emitting an immense aura and a crushing pressure that far outscaled than the others.

Then, in a perfect, thunderous union, every single one of them dropped onto one knee before him, their voices shaking the very space around them.

"GREETINGS, MY LIEGE."

The deep roar of the army echoed across the sub-dimension, causing the air to ripple. Fortunately, backed by the absolute perfection of Aeon’s cloaking illusion, Ordan remained completely oblivious to the situation occurring right beneath his wards.

Aeon looked out across the sea of kneeling shadow dragons, an intense, absolute excitement flushing his expression.

His grin widened more and more with every single Nihilborn his eyes scanned.

[Active Nihilborn: 2568/∞]