Two hundred thousand kilometers away, inside the heart of Angel City, Haru opened his eyes. Within his black-and-white pupils, a dense canopy of starlight shifted and spiraled, each spark representing the source of a different Divine Law.
Haru had mastered over 1,400 different laws, but three stars shone with a brilliance that eclipsed all others: Destruction, Slaughter, and the Abyss.
His mastery of the Abyss law, fueled by the three stolen Supreme God Tier artifacts, the Eyes of the Abyss, the Sorrow of Time, and the Wings of Scarlet Ruin, allowed him to feel the malice radiating from the Blood Moon as clearly as a heat signature. He heard their boasts. He felt their fear.
"Still a little off." Haru murmured, feeling the invisible, iron-clad barrier to the God Monarch Tier, "Self-cultivation alone won't get me through that door in time. I need a catalyst."
He stood up, his figure flickering as he teleported to the [Holy Light Temple]. In the center of the hall sat the Holy Grail, shimmering with a dense, liquid light. For weeks, the Grail had been processing the souls of the high-level enemies captured during the war against the Evil Pantheon, purifying them for a new purpose.
"Sylvana and Christine have ascended on the battlefield." Haru grinned, a touch of wit sparking in his eyes as he looked at the five most dazzling soul-lights within the Grail, "And now, it's time for the ultimate reinforcement. Five Supreme God Tier 'Evil Gods'. It's time to show the Abyss what true reincarnation looks like."
With a wave of his hand, five souls began to stir within the golden depths. The 'Evil Gods' who had once terrorized the stars were about to be reborn as the newest, most terrifying pillars of the Great Aetherium.
…
Haru turned and stepped away from the Holy Light Temple, leaving the now-empty Holy Grail behind. The temple was quiet, but the air still hummed with the residual energy of tens of thousands of souls.
Every entity within, remnants of the defeated Evil Pantheon, had been processed, purified, and scoured of their 'Evil Essence'. They were no longer the heralds of darkness who had fought in the Divine War; they were now holy resonance, fanatical followers of the Light awaiting their new physical vessels.
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As Haru walked toward the sprawling Imperial Plaza, his mind moved with the cold precision of a strategist. He weighed the soul-globes in his hand, considering the two tiers of divinity now under his command. There was a fundamental distinction here that the outside world had yet to grasp.
On one hand, there were the Subordinate Gods, like Christine and the millions of Beast Gods. They were subordinates who provided a portion of their faith in exchange for the Great Aetherium's protection.
On the other hand, there were the Reincarnated Believers. These were the beings reborn directly from the Angel Reincarnation Pool. Like the Aurora Goddess Amelie and Dantean.
These Gods were purely Haru's own. Their loyalty was absolute, their souls tied directly to his will. Except for the lack of angelic wings, they were indistinguishable from the Angels.
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Arriving at the Imperial Plaza, Haru stopped before the cluster of God-level Angel Reincarnation Pools. The scale of his 'divine factory' was nothing short of terrifying. He currently operated sixteen pools: twelve God-level pools and four ordinary Level 9 pools.
Nearby, the phantom of a seventeenth pool was already taking shape, shimmering under Nova's guidance. Since ascending to the Supreme God Tier, her daily routine was a masterclass in divine architecture, building one new God Level pool every twenty-four hours and upgrading an existing pool every three days.
The math was staggering. With twelve God Level pools each producing 3,000 God Tier adult Angels a day, Haru was now recruiting 36,000 True Gods every twenty-four hours.
Once the remaining pools were upgraded, he would never see a Demigod Tier Angel again. The Great Aetherium was no longer just a kingdom, it was an assembly line for mass production of Gods and Goddesses.
As Haru approached the central pool, a familiar system prompt flickered into his vision:
[Do you want to spend 3.96 Trillion Power Stones to help these souls reincarnate?]
Haru let out a short, dry laugh. Nearly four trillion Power Stones. Even if he hollowed out the Light Empire's entire treasury, he wouldn't find that kind of wealth. However, the GM always provided a more efficient route for the elite.
"Consume Divine Crystals instead." Haru commanded.
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