Building Interstellar Empire With Universal Synthesis
Chapter 221: Wind God ArisChapter 221: Chapter 221: Wind God Aris
The courtyard exploded in a shockwave of pure darkness.
Then, hundreds of pitch black tendrils erupted from the miniature black hole in Neo’s hand. They did not travel through the air. They bypassed the physical laws of distance and space, instantly appearing directly inside the personal domains of the eight remaining elite leaders.
High Cardinal Vael roared in defiance. He burned the very core of his soul, summoning a towering tornado of green divine fire.
He wantef to drag this demonic invader straight to the afterlife with him.
But the Universal Synthesis talent was an absolute truth of the cosmos. It did not recognize the divine fire as a threat. It only recognized it as fuel.
As such, the black tendrils opened like jagged mouths and swallowed the green hurricane in a single gulp.
Vael froze in utter shock.
And before he could utter a final prayer to the Pantheon, three thick spikes of void energy pierced his chest, throat, and skull.
His holy blood sprayed across the shattered emerald marble.
Beside him, Lady Mirielle shrieked in absolute terror. She tried to activate a teleportation talisman, but the spatial locks from the Zenith Flagship above completely crushed her escape route.
In the next momen, a massive black tendril wrapped around her waist. She violently clawed at the marble floor, leaving bloody streaks as she was dragged screaming into the abyss of Neo’s domain.
Leader Zhao, High Cardinal Zephyr, Cardinal Lucian, and the three other Grand Elders desperately activated their ultimate life saving artifacts.
Buzzz! Boom. Humm!
Glowing jade shields, golden lotus barriers, and starlight armor flared to life across the balcony.
They pooled their remaining divine mana together to form a celestial fortress.
Neo watched their desperate struggle with dead, emotionless eyes. He slowly closed his palm into a tight fist.
CRACK!
The absolute authority of the Universal Synthesis crushed their celestial fortress like a fragile eggshell. The jade shields shattered into dust. The golden lotuses withered into ash.
The void tendrils shot forward like vipers, impaling all six of the remaining masters simultaneously.
"You will burn in the deepest celestial hells!" Leader Zhao choked out, blood spilling from his lips as the dark energy rapidly decomposed his flesh.
"I am the one who built those hells," Neo replied coldly.
"Abyssal Devour."
Buzz!
The bodies of the eight supreme elites violently dissolved. Their flesh, bones, and divine souls were instantly liquefied into swirling rivers of golden, green, and crimson energy. These concentrated streams of pure lifeforce and cultivated authority flowed directly into Neo’s chest.
Neo closed his eyes and floated several feet into the air. He crossed his arms over his chest as a massive cocoon of dark matter and swirling starlight wrapped around his body.
The true terrifying power of Universal Synthesis began its work.
Inside the cocoon, Neo’s body was undergoing a catastrophic and miraculous evolution. The combined lifeforce of nine Saint stage cultivators was an unimaginable treasure trove of energy. A normal human would instantly explode from the sheer density of the holy mana.
However, Neo was a Celestial Hellfire Eragon. His primordial demon bloodline roared with ravenous hunger. The pitch black blood pumping through his veins aggressively attacked the golden holy mana, violently stripping away the divine branding of the Pantheon gods.
The holy impurities were burned away into white steam, leaving behind only the most fundamental, purest forms of universal energy.
His physical body began to tear apart and instantly rebuild itself a thousand times per second. His muscle fibers turned as dense as collapsed stars. His bones shifted from a pristine white to a terrifying, glowing obsidian. The infinite void inside his dantian expanded, easily swallowing the vast oceans of cosmic and stellar force harvested from the High Cardinals.
Up in the corrupted red sky, the Unholy Man’s Grail erupted in rhythm with Neo’s heartbeat.
At the same time, the colossal demonic chalice channeled the stolen ambient faith of the entire planet directly down into Neo’s cocoon, serving as the ultimate baptism of dark magic.
Inside the command bridge of the Imperial Flagship, Dark Empress Noir watched the swirling vortex of absolute power with trembling, obsessed eyes.
The gravitational pressure radiating from Neo’s evolution was so intense that the heavy reinforced glass of the Vanguard warships began to crack.
"Such magnificent, suffocating authority! Our emperor is consuming their entire civilization to forge his own throne."
Commander Vaelar fell to one knee, completely overwhelmed by the crushing aura of their Emperor.
Every soldier aboard the Zenith fleet bowed their heads in supreme reverence.
Back in the ruined courtyard, the dark matter cocoon suddenly stopped spinning.
The howling gales of the Saint Lands went completely quiet, as if the world itself was holding its breath in fear.
Kacha!
The black cocoon started cracking.
BOOOOOOOM!
At last, the cocoon exploded outward, unleashing a shockwave of pure cosmic force.
The blast instantly leveled the remaining emerald pillars, turning the grandest temple of the Saint Lands into a perfectly flat plain of grey dust.
Neo slowly descended back to the ground.
His physical appearance had not changed drastically, but his presence was entirely different.
His pitch black hair seemed to absorb the surrounding light, while his abyssal eyes glowed with swirling galaxies of dark purple and gold. Simply by standing still, the spatial fabric around him warped and groaned, unable to support the sheer density of his existence.
He opened his right hand, and a massive storm of compressed, corrupted divine wind danced across his fingertips. He had completely stolen the elemental authorities of the High Cardinals.
[ Synthesis Complete. ]
[ Nine High Tier Saint Souls Consumed. ]
[ Planetary Faith Energy Absorbed via Unholy Man’s Grail. ]
[ Bloodline Purified. Physique Evolved. ]
[ Rank Breakthrough Detected! ]
[ Generating Updated Status Report... ]
General Index:
[ Name: Neo Godson ]
[ Age: 22 ]
[ Race: Human / Celestial ]
[ Species: Celestial Hellfire Eragon (Variant) ]
[ Lifespan: 500,000 Years ]
[ Affiliation: Emperor, The Zenith Empire ]
[ Rank: Type 2 (Saint (Middle) / Marquis ]
[ Wealth: 50,200,502,500 UC (Universal Credits) ]
Physical Index:
[ Strength: 145,000 ]
[ Agility: 146,000 ]
[ Vitality: 150,200 ( Health: 100% ) ]
[ Endurance: 148,000 ]
[ Reaction Speed: 149,000 ]
[ Recovery Rate: 147,000 ]
Magical Index:
[ Physiques: Infinite Void-Shield Body (A), Primordial Demon Physique (B+) ]
[ Cosmic Force: 1,050,000 ]
[ Nether Force: 1,045,000 ]
[ Skills: Journey Of Void (S), Sunfire Judgment Blade (A), Abyssal Devour (S), Divine Gale Annihilation (A), Water Breathing (C), Hydro Manipulation (B), Water Tornado (E), Greater Strength (C), Earth Hammer (D+), Iron Skin (D), Night Vision (E+), Beast Empathy (D+), Poison Resistance (C), Wind Blade (C) ]
[ Unique Talents: Universal Synthesis (Supreme), The Art Of Star Creation (Divine), Godsmith (Legendary), Necromancy (Legendary) ]
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Neo looked at his hands, feeling the terrifying rush of new power flowing through his obsidian bones.
His physical stats had taken a massive, unnatural leap forward. The quality of his Infinite Void-Shield Body had broken through to the A rank, meaning regular celestial weapons would completely shatter upon touching his skin. Furthermore, his Abyssal Devour skill had naturally evolved to the S rank after digesting so much high quality soul matter.
He dismissed the system screens with a casual wave of his hand.
The massacre of the eastern continent and the complete devouring of the sect leaders had granted him a magnificent harvest.
However, it was not enough to satisfy the bottomless hunger of the Zenith Empire.
Suddenly, the red, corrupted sky above the Saint Lands began to violently tremble.
Rumble!
The heavens were physically tearing open as giant golden runes, each the size of a small continent, began to manifest in the upper atmosphere.
They formed a Celestial rift.
Neo narrowed his eyes, becoming serious at once.
The aura of divine figure arrived before tge real entity did.
Neo wS sure of one thing now, he had to give his all, and yet that might not be enough.
Rumble!
Through this celestial rift emerged a figure so vast that a single eye rivaled the size of a planetary moon.
It was not a mere avatar or a projected phantom of mana.
This was the true divine manifestation of God Aris, the Almighty Lord of the Sky.
His hair was composed of compressed, blazing emerald storm-fire that burned away the dark mist of the Zenith fleet. He wore armor forged from the refined core of a dying star, etched with primordial runes of wind and motion. Six colossal wings made of roaring hurricanes stretched across the cosmos, each beat causing atmospheric shockwaves that shattered nearby moons and asteroids into dust.
"Mortal scum..." Aris spoke.
His voice was a violent cataclysm of thunder and gale force winds that vibrated directly within the souls of every living being in the sector.
Below, the flat grey plain where the temple once stood buckled, forming deep canyons purely from the sonic pressure of his voice.
"You dare desecrate my realm? You dare devour my holy sheep and digest my sacred authority? Your tiny, arrogant empire ends today, Neo Godson. I shall rip your soul from your frail flesh and grind your existence into eternal nothingness!"
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