MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC126: Second Queen
Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Second Queen
The next morning, when Vahn woke, he saw a mesmerizing, demonic beauty lying peacefully in his arms. Lilith's face was veiled no more. The unsettling mask of was darkness gone, replaced by a truly soul-stirring, beautiful face.
Her earlier purplish skin had been purified, changing to a creamy white tone that matched exquisitely with her cascading dark hair. The Spider Demon Curse was gone, but the power of her lineage remained, purified and enhanced. The eight powerful spider legs that extended from her back were now more beautiful and majestic, maintaining a smooth, regal purplish tone.
Overall, she was now a dazzling demonic queen whose unique, captivating beauty immediately stole his heart away.
The transformation didn't matter to Vahn. He loved her the same way he always did. But the fact that she wouldn't have to wear another face to hide her true self anymore brought him genuine joy. She was finally free.
Lilith stirred, her newly liberated face radiating a soft, contented happiness he had never seen before. She met his gaze with a smile.
"Good morning, my Husband," she murmured, her voice husky from the night's exertions and the emotional release. She touched her face, running her fingers over the smooth, flawless skin. "I... I can't believe it. The curse is gone."
"It's gone, my Queen," Vahn confirmed, kissing her forehead. "You are truly free now. The cost was worth it."
As Vahn spoke, his internal focus shifted briefly to his Dual Core. The black and white core had growned bigger and stronger as he made great leap in cultivation in just one night.
He was now Nascent Soul stage 8 Cultivator, almost closing to the Saintesses rank.
Just then, a spiritual chime resonated through the room. It was Seraphina checking in, her voice filled with polite, expectant inquiry.
"Vahn? Lilith? Are you both well? The reports from the border suggest we have a situation that requires your attention."
Vahn smiled at Lilith, who immediately threw the dark silk sheets over her body, the ingrained habit of modesty still strong.
"Tell Seraphina to come in," Vahn instructed. "It is time for the Necrotic Dynasty to officially greet its Second Queen."
Vahn helped Lilith sit up, ignoring the system notification that had flashed hours ago:
> [ SYSTEM ALERT ]
> [ Relationship Bond with Lilith Moonveil complete: 100%! ]
> [ Status: Wife (Second Queen) ]
> [ 100x Rewards triggered: Void Dragon Ultimate (Bloodline) ]
Bang!
The door opened, and Seraphina entered, a tablet of reports in her hand, concern etched on her face, which quickly dissolved into utter shock. She stopped dead mid-step, her eyes widening as they settled on Lilith's unmasked, transformed face.
The beautiful woman on the bed, radiating potent Darkness Affinity and a fierce, yet fragile, newfound peace, was mesmerizing.
The sight of the magnificent, purified purplish spider legs framing her creamy white body was startling, but the sheer beauty of her face was undeniable.
Seraphina dropped the reports, the scrolls scattering across the floor, completely forgotten.
"Lilith?" Seraphina whispered, walking closer, her Holy Light instinctively recognizing the purity beneath the darkness.
"The curse... you're free!"
Lilith met her gaze with a tiny genuine smile, the first Vahn had ever seen. "Yes, Seraphina. Thanks to him, I am."
Seraphina looked from Lilith to Vahn, understanding instantly what had transpired. Vahn had honored his promise, not just curing the curse but sealing their bond. She knelt by the bed, reaching out a hand, not in rivalry, but in genuine relief and welcome.
"I am so happy for you, Sister," Seraphina said, taking Lilith's hand. "Welcome to the family, officially."
Lilith's eyes welled up again. She squeezed Seraphina's hand. The rivalry was dead; a sisterly bond, forged in mutual admiration and the shared love of a unique man, had replaced it.
Vahn watched the powerful exchange, satisfied that the internal political structure of the Dynasty was now perfectly balanced. The Holy Light of the First Queen and the Darkness of the Second Queen provided an unshakable foundation.
"Ahem!"
Vahn cleared his throat, pulling them both back to the harsh reality of their political situation.
"My Queens, we must now address the reports. Ezekiel has secured the Oslan region, but he also secured a high-value hostage: Princess Selena of the Frost Giant Kingdom. Our confrontation with the continent's major powers has begun."
Vahn quickly explained the situation: the Forst Giants' demands, Selena's proposition, and her subsequent defeat and capture.
"What is your counsel regarding the hostage, Lilith?" Vahn asked, prioritizing the input of his new, powerful strategist. "We have leverage, but we have provoked a war."
Lilith, now radiating confidence and sharp clarity, immediately responded.
"The Frost Giants are predictable, driven by bloodline and conquest. They will not tolerate the humiliation of their Princess," Lilith stated. "If our intention is to expand, we must use her to ask surrender from the Forst Giants without too much bloodshed.
Vahn nodded, eager to hear the next step.
"We will cure Princess Selena, show her our forces as intimidation, tempt her with our heaven grade resources. If She's intelligent, she will know surrendering is the best option."
"I agree. If Lilith's plan succeed we won't need to commit mutual loss," Seraphina added.
Vahn nodded proudly at his two wives. "Great. We will do as the Second Queen said. Seraphina, I must ask you to heal the Princess."
"I will do it, Husband. But if she asks for your child again, I'm not sure if I will control myself," Seraphina replied, a genuine flash of fierce possessiveness in her eyes.
Vahn and Lilith broke into small laughter at her protective spirit.
Following the plan, Seraphina went to the high-security holding cell to heal the Giant Princess, Selena, who was still unconscious from the powerful impact of the Trident of Pure Light. Seraphina used her Holy Light Arts to gently mend the internal damage and physical bruising, leaving Selena alive and whole, but physically drained.
When Selena finally woke up hours later, groaning from the remnants of the powerful blow, Ezekiel was there to greet her, standing calmly before the bars of her cell.
"Welcome back to consciousness, Princess," Ezekiel said, his demeanor utterly unimpressed by her royalty. "Follow me. I need to show you something."
Selena, still disoriented and weak, had no choice but to comply.
Ezekiel escorted Selena not to Vahn's chambers, but to a separate, elegant parlor where Lilith waited alone. Lilith was dressed in flowing black robes. Her stunning unmasked face and crystalline purple eyes made her shocked.
The first time she saw this woman, her face was hidden by veil. She didn't know such a beauty was hidden behind.
Not just her. When Ezekiel saw his Second Queen's face for the first time, he was speechless questioning how couod such beauty exist in this mortal world.
But to keep his respectable image, he kept his gaze low.
"Aren't the consort of that boastful King?" Selena spat, trying to regain her dignity. "What do you want now?"
Lilith merely smiled, a terrifyingly beautiful expression. "I bring no threats, Princess. I bring truth. Sit."
Selena, finding the overwhelming gravity of Lilith's pure Darkness affinity impossible to ignore, sat down, defeated.
Lilith didn't discuss politics. She first focused on the humiliation.
"Selena, your most powerful attack was neutralized by a ring on the hand of a woman who chose not to kill you. Your pride made you blind. The King is not merely strong; he is omnipotent in this region."
Lilith then extended her hand, and the Dagger of Hecate materialized, shimmering with condensed shadow.
"This is the Dagger of Hecate. A Heaven Grade artifact, forged for me. His ability to create such tools is unlimited. Your father's Kingdom has strong armies, but you have no defense against this level of craftsmanship and power."
Next, Lilith addressed the very core of Selena's ambition: a powerful child.
"You seek strength for your lineage. But your Ice Bloodline, powerful as it is, has flaws. It had stagnated caused by generations of inbreeding," Lilith stated, exposing a truth only a deep spiritual observer could see.
"Our King saw this weakness instantly. He told me bring you a gift for your father. It's a Heaven Grade Pill of Glacial Purity. It is not an olive branch; it is the cure for your family's eventual decline."
Lilith leaned forward, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "He doesn't need to marry you to achieve his goals. He can give your father eternal strength and ensure your future lineage is pure, just in exchange for their loyalty to him and the throne of Necrotic Dynasty."
The implication was clear: Vahn was so advanced he could help the Frost Giants achieve their ultimate goal without lifting a finger.
"He defeated you, healed you, and now sends you back with the cure for your Kingdom's greatest weakness," Lilith concluded. "Now, you are not a warrior, Princess; you are a witness. Tell your father the truth: war is suicide. Becoming our King's subordinate is the only path to the strength he desires."
Selena, utterly broken by the combination of crushing defeat, exposure of her secret flaws, and the dangling promise of ultimate purification, knew she had no choice. She was now a loyal, terrified ambassador of the Necrotic Dynasty.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC127: The Final Order
Chapter 127: Chapter 127: The Final Order
The diplomatic mission was final.
The Ghost King, the chillingly ethereal figure radiating immense spiritual power, escorted Princess Selena on an ethereal palanquin, flanked by a contingent of the most intimidating, yet disciplined, Barbarian Giants.
They moved with silent, imposing dignity towards the Frost Giant Kingdom.
After hours, they reached the Royal Palace.
At the gates, they were not obstructed. The sheer unnerving presence of the Ghost King and strong Barbarians, coupled with the sight of their healthy Princess, ensured safe passage.
Once the Ghost King reached the Royal Court of the Frost Giant Kingdom, the atmosphere changed dramatically. King Belmont, enraged by the intelligence of his daughter's defeat and capture, saw only an opportunity to reclaim his honor through force.
"Seize him!" King Belmont roared, his voice shaking the very ice columns of his throne room.
Thud, thud, thud.
Instantly, a squad of elite Frost Giants immediately rushed forward, their frozen weapons ready to capture the spectral envoy, which was an act deeply disrespectful of diplomatic protocols but born of the King's fury.
But the Ghost King was not to be defeated that easily. He had been ordered by Vahn to deliver the message, not to be captured.
With a chilling battle cry, the Ghost King unleashed his full power. He summoned a spectral army of hundreds of vengeful ghosts, their wails echoing through the crystal hall. The Barbarian Giants on his escort also sprang into action, their massive axes cleaving through the elite Ice Warriors.
The ensuing skirmish was brief but brutal.
The Frost Giant warriors, unprepared for the ethereal nature of the Ghost King's army and the sheer, unyielding force of the Barbarians, were overwhelmed. In the end, the Ghost King fought back brilliantly, showcasing the terrifying power of the Necrotic Dynasty. He was able to escape unharmed, melting back into the shadows of the sky, leaving behind a devastated throne room and a humiliated King.
This public humiliation, on top of his daughter's defeat, infuriated King Belmont beyond measure.
"Trample them!" King Belmont roared, his massive fist slamming onto his icy throne, shattering it. "Prepare the Icebreaker Legion! We will march on the Necrotic Dynasty and raze that upstart kingdom to the ground!"
But then it was Selena who opposed the idea, stepping forward, her face still bearing faint marks of her ordeal, but her eyes now clear and determined.
"Father, wait!" she pleaded, her face paled with urgency. "You cannot! You will be slaughtered without mercy!"
King Belmont looked at his daughter with disbelief. "Are you mad, Selena? You were defeated, and now you counsel cowardice?"
Selena ignored her father's scorn. She began explaining King Vahn's power and forces—the unyielding Barbarian legions, the terrifying Ghost King and his spectral army, the Heaven Grade artifacts Vahn personally forged, and the overwhelming power of Seraphina's Holy Light that had so easily defeated her. She did not hide her humiliation; she used it as a evidence to Vahn's strength.
Then, she stepped forward and handed the Heaven Grade Pill of Glacial Purity to King Belmont.
"Father, this is from him. He defeated me, he healed me, and he exposed the hidden flaws in our own Ice Bloodline that we never knew existed. This pill, he claims, will purify it entirely. He is not just strong; he is leagues beyond us in understanding the Dao."
Selena's voice became desperate. "This time, we are not dealing with a barbarian chieftain, Father. We are dealing with a true King, one who offers us the ultimate strength for our bloodline, not through conquest, but through allegiance. War is suicide. We must surrender and join him if we wish to grow stronger!"
However, King Belmont's reaction was the opposite of what Princess Selena had desperately hoped for. His pride had been wounded.
He stood up from his icy throne with a violent, earth-shaking motion, grabbed the small, precious box containing the Heaven Grade Pill of Glacial Purity, and then violently thrashed it onto the cold stone floor.
BANG! The priceless artifact shattered, the crystalline essence scattering into the air and dissipating uselessly.
"You disgust me, Selena," he roared with utter disdain. "How can you ever think we, mighty Frost Giants, would surrender to mere humans? We are strong! We are brave! No matter the temptations, our resolve will not falter!"
His large, glacial form swelled with fury. He had been insulted, his throne room defiled, and now his own daughter advocated for submission.
"We will crush the very arrogance of that human King! He thinks he can gain our submission with just a few measly gift? It is a pathetic attempt to stave off the destruction he knows is coming! He will learn the true meaning of power when the Icebreaker Legion reaches his valley!"
The humiliation of the Ghost King's escape and the desire for vengeance overwhelming any rational thought.
King Belmont turned to his stunned advisors,
"Princess Selena is confined to the Citadel! She has lost her warrior's heart and is unfit to lead!" he declared, ensuring the crowd heard his absolute disownment.
"Send the orders now! The Icebreaker Legion, along with the Royal Guard, will march before dawn. We will not wait. We will show this 'Necrotic Dynasty' that there are consequences for challenging our Kingdom!"
"It's over, its over... "
Selena started crying tears of despair.
She had seen King Vahn's power. His power offered both salvation and destruction. Her father's attempt to wage war on the Necrotic Dynasty because of some vain pride would surely lead their entire bloodline to extinction.
She knew she had to stop this at all costs.
So, while the guards were escorting her for confinement, Selena acted. She focused the raw, frigid energy of her Ice affinity and shattered the heavy crystalline window of the Citadel. She didn't hesitate, leaping into the freezing night air.
The Icebreaker Legion, containing 5,000 Frost Giants mounted on massive Ice Creatures, was already heading south toward the Misty Valley. Selena, using her formidable strength and speed, managed to blend into the marching ranks as one of the ordinary warriors, keeping her massive body hunched and her identity hidden.
The Sun dipped below the horizon, engulfing the snowy landscape in darkness. Yet, the Legion's journey didn't stop. They moved with terrifying speed, driven by the King's fury and riding monstrous ice beasts.
Vahn was soon to be faced with the biggest choice of his life as a Ruler.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC128: War
Chapter 128: Chapter 128: War
[ Status ]
[ Name: Vahn Necrotis ]
[ Title: Prince Of Darkness]
[ Lifespan: 17 / 1000 ]
[ Bloodlines: Void Dragon Ultimate ]
[ Physique: Void Refining Physique ]
[ Cultivation Level: Nascent Soul - Stage 8 ]
[ Cultivation Arts: Art Of Healing (Verse -1), Nine Heavens Lightning Swords, Dream Manipulation Art, Shadow Transformation Art, Ancient Shadow Summoning Art, Infernal Spirit Summoning Art, Fire Phoenix Wings, Dragon Phoenix Union Art, ]
[ Elemental Affinities: Light (Bonded), Darkness (Innate), Lightning (Merged), Fire (Bonded) ]
[ Special Skills: Divine Cook, Saber Mastery, Curse Monarch's Halo, Grandmaster Weapon Craftsmanship, Master Warlord ]
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Vahn was currently trying to figure out the immense, new power running through his veins: the Void Dragon Ultimate Bloodline.
This bloodline had completely integrated with his existing human lineage, proving perfectly suitable for his Void Refining Physique. He knew the bloodline was a monumental gift from the system, but he had to discover its innate abilities himself.
He focused his spirit sense inward, already feeling the terrifying gravity of his Black Hole Core stabilizing and amplifying the new power. He suspected the core abilities would revolve around Void manipulation and raw destructive force, but deep concentration was required to unlock the innate abilities.
Just as Vahn began his internal exploration, Ezekiel's urgent mental transmission reached his mind, shattering the morning calm:
Your Majesty, forgive me for disturbing your peace. But it seems the Frost Giant Kingdom didn't appreciate your kindness. They have come to attack our territory... Please, give us your order.
Vahn's eyes turned cold instantly. His diplomatic mission by showing overwhelming strength and generosity, had been rejected by the King's pure, stupid pride. He had anticipated war, but not this immediate, headstrong charge.
He mentally reviewed the situation:
The Icebreaker Legion (5,000+ Frost Giants) is currently marching toward the Misty Valley, seeking direct confrontation.
Ezekiel was holding the newly conquered Oslan border with the unified Imperial Guard (Barbarian Vanguard, Serpent Clan, etc.). They are strong but untested against a Kingdom-level legion.
Vahn immediately transmitted his sharp, decisive orders back to Ezekiel. He would not allow the war to reach the Royal Palace. The unified Oslan territory must serve as a buffer zone.
"Ezekiel. You did well to inform me. The Frost Giants chose annihilation over progress. I will be there shortly, but you will execute the preliminary defense. Do not let the Barbarian Vanguard charge them. We must not waste manpower in a frontal assault against 5,000 Giants. You will use the terrain of the newly acquired Oslan territory."
"Utilize the Ghost Commander and the spectral army. Their undead nature is the perfect counter to the Ice affinity of the Frost Giants. Use them to disrupt, harass, and break the Legion's formation in the advance. Let the enemy exhaust themselves fighting ghosts."
"Also, set up the primary defensive line at the Northern Defile of the Rock Fist Tribe. It is the narrowest point of the advance. Use the heavy fortifications and the new recruits to hold the line, not fight the battle."
Vahn then prepared for immediate teleportation. He would leave the Void Dragon Ultimate exploration for later; the first battle of the Necrotic Dynasty's external war required the King's presence.
Vahn went to his Queens, who had heard the urgent spiritual call. Seraphina and Lilith stood side-by-side, ready to hear his final instructions.
"My Queens, the Frost Giant Kingdom is marching for war. Seraphina, you are in command of the Royal Palace and the internal defenses. Eterna stays with you."
He then looked at Lilith, his new Second Queen, her eyes blazing with desire to prove her worth.
"Lilith, you will come with me. Your Darkness Affinity and the Dagger of Hecate will be indispensable against the Ice Giants.
Moreover, your strategic mind is needed on the battlefield to support Ezekiel."
Vahn looked toward the direction of the battlefield, and declared in his domineering tone:
"This is the first war against a Kingdom. And we will make it the last war they ever declare."
After a while Lilith and Vahn arrived atop the temporary command structure at the Northern Defile of the Rock Fist Tribe.
The location was a tight, rocky canyon—the perfect chokepoint Vahn had ordered.
Below them, the battlefield was already a maelstrom of chaos and noise. The Icebreaker Legion, a terrifying wave of over 5,000 Frost Giants riding gigantic, horned ice beasts, had crashed into the defensive line.
Ezekiel, flawlessly executing Vahn's preliminary defense, had deployed his forces expertly. The core Barbarian Vanguard (approximately 4,000 unified troops, including the initial Barbarians and the new recruits) held the narrow fortifications, while the spectral forces under the Ghost Commander swirled around the Giants, invisible and disrupting their formation.
Clang, Clang, Clang!
Boom, Boom, Boom!
The clash was brutal. The Giants' massive, frozen hammers crushed stone, but the Ghost Army phase-shifted through their ranks, freezing limbs with chilling curses and sowing confusion. It was a chaotic, bloody spectacle.
Ezekiel immediately bowed low. "Your Majesty! Second Queen! Welcome to the battlefield. The Ghost Commander is holding the main advance, but the sheer physical might of the Giants is breaking our fortifications."
Vahn ignored the reports, his gaze fixed on the opposing command position. There, atop an immense Ice Creature, stood King Belmont. The Frost Giant King was easy to spot, radiating pure, incandescent fury and absolute contempt.
King Belmont looked directly at Vahn, standing on the command structure. The King let out a booming laugh that carried across the battlefield.
"You weak human! You send spectral tricks to fight my glorious Legion! Face your death!"
Vahn's eyes turned icy that expressed the cold scorn he felt for the King. Belmont's pride had overridden every piece of evidence, every strategic warning, and even the love for his daughter. There was no point in peace talks, no point in further diplomacy. Vahn was a decisive person; he wouldn't let his men die needlessly for a foolish war.
Vahn stood on the command structure beside Ezekiel and Lilith, and instantly began charging his cultivation. He would end this immediately.
"Lilith, stabilize the perimeter with shadows. Ezekiel, pull back the Barbarian Vanguard slightly! Give me a clean line of sight!" Vahn commanded.
He focused his immense Nascent Soul – Stage 8 power, drawing upon his Fire Affinity and the raw, destructive force of his spiritual reservoir.
"I will not waste time fighting 5,000 individuals," Vahn announced, his voice carrying surprising authority over the Symphony of battle.
He extended his hand toward the enemy line, his focus absolute. He was summoning something that would burn away the Ice Giants' very essence.
With a blinding flash of Infernal Fire and Shadow Energy, Vahn summoned his ultimate fire spirit.
Infernal Spirit Summoning Art!
"Espirit, heed my call!"
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC129: Judgement
Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Judgement
"Espirit, heed my call!"
Buzz!
In an instant, the colossal, black and crimson form of Espirit materialized before Vahn. The immense Infernal Spirit immediately bowed low, the gesture causing waves of oppressive heat and shadow to wash over the battlefield. Espirit's power, even restrained, brought raw fear and absolute reverence.
"What is your command, My lord?" the Infernal Spirit's voice resonated, a sound like grinding volcanoes.
Vahn's eyes were cold due to King Belmont's suicidal pride. He wouldn't waste time negotiating or targeting small groups. He wanted the entire war ended now, and the lesson branded onto every soul present.
"I want you to show despair to those Frost Giants. I want that foolish King broken."
"Your wish is my command," Espirit thundered, rising to its full, staggering height.
Espirit did not unleash a chaotic wave of fire. It executed Vahn's command with terrifying precision, aiming to shatter the enemy's will without completely annihilating the entire army as they might still be useful as conquered subjects.
The colossal spirit focused its energy. Instead of a wide blast, Espirit condensed the power into a focused column of Shadow-Fire aimed directly at King Belmont and the dense cluster of high-ranking Frost Giant commanders surrounding him.
CRACK!
The attack was instantaneous. A pillar of black fire, wreathed in screaming shadows, ignored all conventional defenses and slammed into the enemy command structure.
King Belmont, utterly shocked, managed to raise a massive, frozen shield imbued with his Ice Soul, but it was pointless. The intense, purifying heat of the Infernal Spirit's fire neutralized the King's elemental affinity instantly, and the raw force of the blow shattered his shield, his ice mount, and his morale.
"Arghhh!"
The pillar of fire did not kill the King, but it burned his armor and seared his flesh with agonizing spiritual wounds, throwing him and his commanders violently into the snow.
The psychological impact was devastating: the King, the very symbol of their power, was defeated and wounded in a single, focused strike.
The effect on the Icebreaker Legion was immediate and total. Their King was instantly defeated by a single strike from a summoned entity. The battlefield was now a furnace, rendering their Ice Affinity and their mounts useless.
Fighting a mysterious human King and his endless Ghost Army was one thing; fighting an overwhelming, sentient Infernal Demon that defeated their King in a second was another.
The remaining 5,000 Frost Giants broke rank. They began to flee, discarding their heavy, melting armor and abandoning their mounts in a desperate, chaotic retreat back toward their kingdom. The Ghost Army, now backed by the omnipresent threat of Espirit, pursued them mercilessly, focusing on capturing instead of killing.
Vahn watched the battlefield, satisfied. The entire Icebreaker Legion and the pride of the Frost Giants had been shattered in less than five minutes after his arrival.
Vahn deactivated the summoning, and Espirit vanished in a final plume of steam and shadow, leaving the battlefield scarred and the enemy broken.
Ezekiel stared in stunned silence before bowing deeply. "Your Majesty, the Legion is defeated. We secured the immediate surrender of every surviving high-ranking commander. The entire Oslan front is secure."
Vahn turned to Lilith, his Second Queen. "The war is over, Lilith. Now, the acquisition could begin."
Lilith smiled faintly. She thought she would get to do some heavy lifting, but it seemed her presence was necessary only for moral support. Her husband was more than enough for this small Kingdom.
Nevertheless, she helped Ezekiel enforce the unconditional surrender of the Frost Giants.
She also secretly placed a minor loyalty curse on the captured commanders, ensuring they would pay a terrible price should they ever betray the Necrotic Dynasty.
Next up was the judgment of King Belmont.
He was dragged, weak and severely burned, in front of Vahn to receive his sentence for attacking the Necrotic Dynasty. The thousands of surviving Frost Giants saw this scene, but they didn't dare speak. They had already pledged their loyalty to the Necrotic Dynasty after the devastating defeat.
Against the overwhelming force and power of Vahn, they had no other choice. It was the only way to ensure their survival.
Vahn stood over the defeated King, holding his sword, his expression cold. "Belmont, in your foolish pride, you nearly drove your whole race into destruction. Justice will be served. Not just for the daring infiltration of our Kingdom, but also for the warriors who died needlessly due to your arrogance."
Yet, King Belmont sneered, blood trickling down from his scorched face. His eyes were full of defiance despite his defeat.
"Heh, heh, stop with this act, King Vahn," he gasped, his voice raspy. "You know you're just trying to wipe off the guilt of killing by saying things like 'Justice' and 'compassion.' We're the same. Your hand is also stained with blood just as mine. And in the future, you will be more cruel than I am. The path of conquest is not one of mercy and compassion; it is filled with blood only."
Vahn paused, letting Belmont's cynical accusation hang in the air. Lilith watched Vahn, curious to hear his counterpoint to the undeniable truth of conquest.
Vahn slowly sheathed his sword, the metallic shhnnk echoing across the silent field. He looked down at the defeated King, not with hatred, but with pity.
"You are correct, Belmont, that the path of conquest demands blood," Vahn admitted. "But you fundamentally misunderstand the difference between a Warlord and a King."
He continued, his words intended for the thousands of watching Frost Giants as much as for the King:
"You wage war for pride and fear—fear that someone stronger might exist. I wage war for order and development. You kill your enemies; I subjugate and make them stronger. I did not kill your Princess, nor did I wipe out your race. I left you alive so you could witness your own failure."
Vahn pointed to the shivering, scorched King. "You say my hands are stained? Perhaps. But look at your Kingdom: bloodline stagnation and fear. Look at my Kingdom: Heaven Grade artifacts, purified bloodlines, and the promise of endless power."
Vahn issued his sentence, defining the Necrotic Dynasty's rule.
"For your foolish attack and the needless death you caused, you are stripped of your title and your liberty. King Belmont, you will be given a merciful death."
"Nooooo!"
It was not a scream from Belmont, but from someone else.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC130: Swearing Loyalty
Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Swearing Loyalty
"Nooooo!"
From the mass of defeated Frost Giants, a figure rushed forward, shedding her disguise of heavy, scorched armor. It was Princess Selena.
She immediately threw herself onto Vahn's legs, her hands clamping around his armor to plead for her father's life.
"Your Majesty, please! Please spare my father's life!" Selena begged, her warrior pride completely shattered. "He is foolish, yes, but he is still the father of our race! If you take his life, their loyalty will forever be brittle. I implore you! In return for his life, I will become your slave! I will serve you for the rest of my days, proving the loyalty he never possessed!"
Vahn looked down at the massive, beautiful Giant clinging to his legs. He had no intention of taking on slaves, obviously. His system valued powerful bonds, not indentured servants.
"I deny your request for slavery, Princess Selena," Vahn stated, his voice firm but not unkind. "I seek loyalty, not servitude. And as for Belmont, his actions were unforgivable."
Selena's eyes were frantic, searching for any lifeline. She looked past Vahn to Lilith, who watched the scene with a cold, analytical gaze. Selena knew that Vahn might reject a slave, but a protector for his Queen and children was different.
"Then, if not for you, I beg you for your Second Queen!" Selena cried, turning her gaze directly to Lilith. "My strength is immense! I will swear eternal loyalty to Queen Lilith instead! I will forever wish to be her highness and her children's guardian for years till I die! I will serve the Necrotic Dynasty by protecting your family, in exchange your spare his life.
Vahn paused, genuinely considering the offer. An elite Frost Giant of royal lineage, who already possessed immense physical power and now humbled would be an invaluable, eternally loyal guardian for his growing family, especially with the imminent arrival of their children. Moreover, this showed the depth of Selena's conversion and desperation.
He looked to Lilith, signaling for her input.
Lilith stepped forward, her enchanting face calm. She assessed Selena, seeing a formidable weapon forged by a lifetime of training, now stripped of its guiding hand.
"You swear this oath, Princess Selena, not just on your life, but on the purity of your Ice Giant Bloodline?" Lilith asked, her voice low and dangerous.
"I swear it!" Selena vowed instantly. "May my bloodline be forever tainted if I ever raise a hand against the Necrotic Dynasty or fail my duty to protect the Queen and her children!"
"Very well..." Lilith nodded, satisfied with the strength of the oath. She turned to Vahn.
"My King, her strength will be a formidable shield for our offsprings. And her presence, acting as my personal guard, will serve as a constant, public symbol of the Frost Giant's submission. Grant her the right to serve."
Vahn sheathed his sword completely.
"Very well, Selena," Vahn pronounced like a law itself. "Your oath is accepted. King Belmont will be stripped of his title and power, but he will not be executed. He will live out his days in quiet exile, a fate worse than death for a man of his pride. And you are now the Royal Guardian of the Second Queen. Rise."
"Thank you, thank you..."
Selena cried as she rose, her body trembling with relief and newfound purpose. Her father was safe, and she now had a purpose far greater than endless, pointless conquest.
King Belmont glanced one last time at his daughter, Selena, who now stood allied with the man who had defeated him. Stripped of his title and power, he was allowed to leave the battlefield on a solitary path towards his forced exile.
He walked until he reached the sheer, icy cliffs that bordered the Frost Giant lands. For a man whose entire identity was built on absolute strength and command, exile was an intolerable humiliation. To live knowing he had failed his bloodline and been spared by a 'mere human' was a fate worse than any execution.
Unknown to Vahn, Lilith, or the thousands of watching soldiers, King Belmont committed suicide by plunging himself off a dizzying cliff face, his massive body swallowed by the icy fog and jagged rocks below.
No one knew of his true whereabouts or his death. The Necrotic Dynasty assumed he was simply traveling toward his assigned, lonely exile, a truth Vahn felt satisfied with as a lesson in humility.
With the King gone, the Frost Giant Kingdom dissolved officially, its command structure broken and its military pledged to the victor.
Vahn, accompanied by Lilith and Ezekiel, arrived at the crystalline Capital City of the Frost Giants. The entire population, from the largest warriors to the smallest children, lined the streets, watching the strange, powerful human King and his entourage.
Bypassing the cracked icy throne, he addressed the multitude Ice Giants gathered in the square.
Vahn gave his speech as their new King, sharing his greater vision that transcended tribal conquest. His voice, amplified by his Nascent Soul power, echoed with clarity and conviction throughout the icy city:
"You have been subjects of a King who valued pride over progress! He held you back out of fear! I am not here to destroy your strength; I am here to perfect it!" Vahn declared.
He promised them that he would build and make his Kingdom stronger than any existing power in the Southern Continent.
"I offer you not just survival, but supremacy! You will have access to advanced artifacts, resources, and Heaven Grade pills that will purify your bloodline and elevate your power beyond your greatest ancestors! You will no longer be mere Frost Giants; you will be the Frozen Vanguard of the Necrotic Dynasty!"
Vahn's words resonated deeply. He offered exactly what Belmont had coveted, but with absolute honesty and demonstrated capability. The Frost Giants, pragmatic in their desire for strength, roared their approval.
"Long live the Necrotic Dynasty!"
"Hail to the Human King!"
"Glory to the Queen of Darkness!"
Their roars shook the frozen mountains, echoing across the endless tundra like a divine proclamation. It was a cry that marked the birth of a new era, one that would forever alter the order of their world.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC131: Another Unexpected Guest
Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Another Unexpected Guest
Three days passed since the swift, decisive defeat and conversion of the Frost Giants. The Necrotic Dynasty rapidly consolidated its power, leveraging its terrifying victory and the immense resources of its new territory.
The Dynasty's military strength had swelled dramatically: it now commanded over 15,000 soldiers, consisting of a powerful and diverse array of Barbarians, Humans, Ghosts, and Frost Giants. The civilian subject population rose to well over 50,000.
Vahn kept his promise, initiating a massive distribution of wealth and resources. He gave each soldier and subject resources strictly according to their new roles and contribution, fostering fierce loyalty.
Ezekiel and the Ghost King received the largest share of cultivation resources after the Queens, allowing their cultivation to soar and further solidifying their positions as the Emperor's top field commanders.
Vahn also fulfilled his ultimate promise to the newly integrated Frost Giants: he personally oversaw the purification of their Ice Bloodline. This crucial step granted them enhanced control over the Ice element and removed generations of debilitating stagnation.
Their progress was staggering; their cultivation rose at an astonishing pace, making them a truly elite fighting force.
Selena, now the personal maid and Royal Guardian of Queen Lilith, achieved a monumental breakthrough, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm. This elevation in power reinforced her eternal loyalty for Vahn and Lilith for the second chance she received.
The entire Frost Giant race listened to her command as she was now their official chief and the direct link to the Dynasty's resources and power. Her devotion served as a powerful stabilizing force for the newly integrated territory.
Vahn was currently going through the daily afternoon report from Ezekiel with an exhausted face. Sure, the battle and conquest were fine, but the official paperwork that came afterward was the most tiring and annoying part of being an King.
Ezekiel stood before Vahn, presenting the critical operational reports.
"Your Majesty, the Barbarian Chief informed that they need more Beast Cores for their consumption, but we don't have enough Beast Cores to feed their entire Vanguard," Ezekiel reported, his own face looking weary from the continuous resource management.
The Barbarian Vanguard, now Vahn's largest and fiercest military division, relied on high-grade Beast Cores to sustain their cultivation and growth.
"Also," Ezekiel continued, his tone turning serious, "he said that several other tribes of Barbarians had taken notice of their surrender to a Human King. The Great Barbarian Union in the East might see this as an offense to their race. So, we should be prepared, just in case."
Vahn rubbed his temples. Conquest brought resources, but it also brought a relentless demand for more resources and new enemies.
Vahn sighed, his exhaustion momentarily giving way to his Ruler's resolve. He addressed the two major issues: resource scarcity and the looming tribal threat.
"The Barbarian Vanguard is the sword of this Dynasty; they must be kept sharp," Vahn commanded. "The Oslan territory is rich, but not in Beast Cores of the necessary quality. We must look outwards immediately."
"Ezekiel, divert half of the newly acquired Frost Giant gold and ice crystals to establishing immediate trade routes. We need high-grade Beast Cores and spiritual herbs from the Southern Jungles and the neutral territories."
"Furthermore, task the Ghost Commander with leading a targeted, silent raid deep into the territory of the Serpent Demon Tribes in the west. They are known for their massive Beast Core stockpiles. Let the Ghosts acquire what the Barbarians need. Ensure zero trace is left behind; we are not yet ready for a war with the Demon Tribes."
"As for the Great Barbarian Union, they will indeed see our conquest as both an opportunity and a threat," Vahn mused. "But we will not wait for them to catch us off guard .
Use the newly purified Frost Giants to establish a heavy defensive line in the eastern mountain passes. Their elemental affinity provides an excellent natural defense against any aggressive movement from the eastern plains.
Deploy a detachment of the Serpent Clan spies and newly converted Dark Elves to infiltrate the Union's border. I need actionable intelligence on their leadership, cultivation levels, and immediate intentions.
Send a highly visible envoy to the Union's border, accompanied by Selena and a platoon of Barbarian Giants who are clearly thriving. Do not offer alliance, but simply state that their Barbarian brothers chose prosperity over stagnation, and any intervention will be met with the strength that crushed the Frost Giant Kingdom in one afternoon."
Ezekiel listened attentively, noting down Vahn's critical orders regarding the Beast Cores, the trade routes, and the Barbarian Union defense strategy.
"I will do everything you said, Your Majesty. I must take my leave now," Ezekiel confirmed, bowing before turning to execute the complex, multi-front plan.
However, just as he was about to leave, a gust of profound darkness and light whined through the Courtroom. Vahn's eyes sharpened instantly, seeing Lilith and Seraphina appear so suddenly, and with the look of urgency.
"Vahn, she is here!" Lilith announced, her voice hateful..
Before Vahn could process who Lilith was talking about, he noticed a fourth figure swiftly land on the floor with a burst of Starlight energy.
"Celestine?" Vahn questioned looking shocked and weary.
"Yes. It is me," the newcomer confirmed, her voice calm and ethereal.
She had the same long silver-white hair flowing over her shoulders, with a delicate silver ornament woven through it. Her skin was still pale and flawless, with a soft rosy glow. Her eyes were large and light lavender, radiating a calm and beautiful serenity. A red gem rested on her forehead, giving her a sacred, prophetic look. She wore silver and blue jewelry that shone softly in the light. Her dress was white and pale blue with golden patterns, marking her as elegant and pure.
She was the Saintess Of Stars and Fate: Celestine Starborn.
Celestine's gaze locked onto Vahn, her eyes seeming to look directly into his soul.
"How did you find us? Our location is shielded by Heaven Grade defenses," Vahn demanded, still sitting on the throne.
Despite his growing strength and influence, he had this weird feeling that this was the one person who could truly see his deepest secrets.
"How I find you, it's not important right now. You must come with me, Vahn Necrotis. Or should I say... Elias Maxwell?"
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC132: The Nexus of Forgotten Fates
Chapter 132: Chapter 132: The Nexus of Forgotten Fates
Celestine maintained her serene, unnerving gaze. "I am here because of you, Elias Maxwell."
As soon as she uttered the name Elias Maxwell, Vahn's heart skipped a beat. It was his past life's name, the identity of the flawed being who had perished and transmigrated.
It was one of his deepest secrets; he had never shared it with anyone. How, Vahn realized with a cold dread, did Celestine, the Saintess of Fate, know this?
Seraphina and Lilith also raised their eyebrows, instantly on high alert, hearing the new, unfamiliar name Celestine used for their husband.
Lilith moved to Vahn's side, her newly purified form radiating potent, icy protection. "Celestine, can you stop playing with riddles. Tell us how did you find us? Did you inform others? And what do you want from our husband?" Lilith questioned non-stop, her eyes cold with suspicion.
Celestine flashed a faint, pitying smile. "You two are surely living in so much comfort, Lilith and Seraphina. Don't worry, I haven't informed anyone. My business is not with you two today... it's with him."
Vahn sighed internally in relief after hearing she hadn't told anyone. He needed to control the information flow before she exposed his core secret.
"I am all ears," Vahn said, meeting her lavender eyes, his voice steady. "Where do you want to take me?"
Celestine's silver hair swayed as she turned around and spoke in a grave voice, echoing through the chamber.
"The Stars are Chaotic, Fate's Balance is absolute. You must come with me to stop the doom that would threaten your legacy and your very existence."
Vahn's Queens were having none of it.
"No, he will not! And with you? Out of the question!" Seraphina shouted protectively, her Holy Light Aura flaring instinctively against the unpredictable power of Fate Celestine represented.
Lilith simply drew the Dagger of Hecate, the dark blade humming with lethal intent. "Speak clearly, Celestine. This Dynasty is young and powerful, but it faces no 'doom' it cannot crush."
Celestine turned back, her expression one of utter seriousness. "You have achieved great power quickly, Vahn, but you already have fundamentally shifted the World's balance. That shift is about to awaken ancient powers. You must understand, I am not here to fight you. I am here to help you. You must trust me, or you'll regret this forever."
Vahn, faced with this dilemma, turned to Seraphina who can see through anyone's heart to judge whether they are saying the truth or not.
Her input was necessary to determine if this Celestine's trap or not.
"Seraphina, is she telling the truth?" he asked the tense First Queen.
Seraphina focused her sight on Celestine. She saw no deception, only genuine, overwhelming fear for the world's future. Seraphina nodded unwillingly.
"She is telling the truth, Husband. The danger she speaks of is real. But going alone with her is still dangerous." Seraphina confirmed, though she was still worried.
Vahn heard what he needed to know. He also had the distinct feeling that whatever Celestine intended to tell him was critical to the survival of everything he had built.
In the end, he made his decision.
"Seraphina, Lilith, you two stay here and maintain command over the Dynasty in my absence. I must go with her and find out what this ancient power is that has moved my danger instinct."
Hearing the firmness in his voice, the two Queens understood he had made up his mind, and there would be no result in trying to stop him.
"Celestine, can't I accompany you two? You should know I am stronger than both of you, right?" Lilith asked, looking genuinely worried. Her newfound intimacy and relationship with Vahn made the thought of his sudden departure unbearable.
Celestine's denial to Lilith was absolute. "No. The place we're going is far beyond physical battles. So you won't be any help, Lilith. Instead, you might just drag him down."
Lilith crooked her beautiful, newly revealed eyebrows, her darkness affinity flaring in annoyance at the slight, but Vahn quickly calmed her down with a soothing glance.
"Don't worry, My Queens. I promise I will be back safely," Vahn reassured them, his eyes full of affection and determination.
After saying this, he bid his farewells to everyone. Ezekiel watched the entire exchange with a speechless expression. He couldn't recognize any of them as the Legendary Saintesses; if he knew, he would have been utterly shocked by the fact that three of them were present right in front of him, and two were already married to his King.
Vahn and Celestine were seen walking outside the Royal Palace. Soon, their motion shifted to flying through the afternoon sky, their forms vanishing quickly toward the horizon.
Seraphina and Lilith watched them go from the highest balcony of the palace, their Holy Light and Darkness auras intertwining as they stood together, praying for the safe return of their beloved.
Vahn's sudden, unexplained departure for a seemingly otherworldly journey, though strategically necessary, created immediate consequences for the newly formed Necrotic Dynasty:
The Barbarian Vanguard and the newly assimilated Frost Giants were initially unsettled. However, the unified, visible command of the two powerful Queens, Seraphina and Lilith, provided an immediate stability m. The message was clear: The King trusts his Queens completely, and the power remains absolute.
Ezekiel was given temporary, unprecedented authority to manage all military and resource logistics under the Queens' supervision. This massive responsibility rapidly accelerated his development as the Dynasty's top Chancellor and warlord.
The departure reinforced the whispers among the subjects: their King was not a mere cultivator, but a being who operated on a cosmic level, dealing with threats beyond mortal comprehension. This heightened the fear and reverence for the Dynasty.
Vahn and Celestine soared high above the world, reaching a point where the fabric of reality thinned. Celestine then acted, tearing a hole in the dimensional boundary, revealing the Nexus of Forgotten Fates—a shimmering, chaotic vortex of silver light and swirling darkness.
Celestine stepped through, followed by Vahn.
The first challenge they faced within the Nexus was not a monster, but absolute disorientation.
The Nexus was not a physical place, but a dimension where the threads of the Grand Dao of Fate twisted and tangled. Vahn immediately felt two alarming sensations:
Power Suppression: His Nascent Soul – Stage 8 power, while present, felt completely suppressed. The chaotic Fate energy suppressed conventional battle arts and elemental affinities. Only his raw Void Dragon Ultimate power felt capable of manipulating this realm.
Psychic Echoes: The air was filled with the psychic Echoes of Failed Timelines—the anguish and regret of countless worlds that had succumbed to the "doom" Celestine warned about. The memories threatened to flood Vahn's mind, making it difficult to focus.
Celestine grasped Vahn's arm, her presence acting as the only stabilizing factor.
"We must follow the path of your past life, Vahn. All your answers will be there."
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC133: Mortal Enemy
Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Mortal Enemy
Vahn and Celestine emerged from the chaotic Nexus, not onto some astral plane or forgotten dimension, but onto a rooftop. The shock was immediate and profound: the air was thick with pollution, yet strangely familiar.
The towering Skyscrapers pierced the neon-streaked skyline. Continuous streams of cars rushed along the asphalt roads below, and planes glided silently through the busy sky.
Vahn was so shocked that he couldn't even speak coherently. "We are really here... Earth?"
"Yes, we are," Celestine confirmed, her ethereal grace a stark contrast to the concrete jungle. "I know you have many questions. But I must tell you our objective. See the Orphanage down there?"
From the top of the three-story building, Vahn's eyes followed hers, landing on a small, unassuming building nestled among the larger structures.
"Yes, It's the place I grew up in... It looks new. Wait... What year is it?" he asked the most critical question, his mind racing as he tried to reconcile the fate-bending journey with the mundane reality below.
"The year is 2005," Celestine answered almost immediately, as if she already knew the date before they arrived.
Celestine's expression turned grim, her lavender eyes focusing on the timeline.
"After a while, a couple would bring a newborn child to leave it at the gate of that orphanage. Yes, Vahn, that child is you. We are here to save you."
Vahn was stunned. They hadn't traveled to the future to fight the enemy; they had traveled into the past of his current life.
"Save... me?" Vahn stammered. "Why? I survived. I became Vahn Necrotis. What danger could a newborn face here?"
Celestine stepped forward, the Starlight around her pulsing urgently. "The Void worm is not a monster; it is a parasitic, sentient curse that hunts those with the potential to wield the Void Dao—like you. It attempted to possess Vahn Necrotis in his time but failed. But it tracked your soul in this past timeline."
"The Scourge knew you would possess the Void Dragon Bloodline and it planned to contaminate you at your weakest point—as an infant. If that baby—your past self—is contaminated, the Scourge will gain access to your current soul and all the power you possess, destroying everything in its path."
Vahn now understood the profound, mind-bending danger. If the Void worm corrupts the infant Vahn, his current self will be destroyed, and the entire timeline will be destabilized, leading to the "doom" Celestine had warned about.
This was a battle far beyond his understanding, yet he chose to trust the woman before him.
Once again, she felt strangely familiar, the same feeling he had during the Seven Saintesses Competition.
They waited and waited for the child's arrival, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, there was still no sign of them.
"Something's not right... Could it be?" Celestine muttered, her brows furrowing with worry.
"We need to move now, Vahn. They might have been intercepted before reaching us," she said, her voice rising with urgency and rare panic.
"Hey! What are you two doing up there on the rooftop? This is private property! Get down!"
Vahn and Celestine turned abruptly toward the voice. A man in a security uniform stood near the stairwell entrance, holding a flashlight that flickered in the growing dusk.
Celestine's expression darkened. "We don't have time for this," she whispered.
Before the guard could take another step, she raised her hand slightly. A faint shimmer of light brushed past him, and his body froze in place, eyes glazing over as he stood motionless.
"What did you do?" Vahn asked quietly.
"Just a temporary sleep charm," she replied.
"Now follow me."
They leapt from the rooftop, their figures descending with unnatural grace. Celestine landed first, her boots touching the ground soundlessly, while Vahn followed close behind.
They started running across the asphalt road at a blurry speed, stunning the passersby on both sides who felt as though a hurricane just passed by.
"Fuck! What was that?" a young man muttered while getting inside his Lamborghini.
"Could it be Flash is real?" his girlfriend muttered, shocked.
"Oh, come on. How can characters from movies be real?"
Ignoring the mundane reality, Vahn and Celestine followed the faint trail of energy until the sound of sirens and shouting filled the air.
They turned a corner and froze.
Right in the middle of the road, amid honking cars and flashing lights, lay the wreckage of a small black car. Smoke rose from the crushed hood, and glass littered the asphalt. A man stood over two lifeless bodies while blood pooling beneath them and holding a crying infant in one arm and a gun in the other.
The crowd had formed a wide circle around him, fear choking the air. No one dared to move.
"Murder! Murder! Police!"
Some still screamed, attempting to call the police patrolling nearby, but they were met with bullet holes in their bodies.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The smell of gunpowder hung heavy in the air.
Vahn's eyes locked onto the dead couple (his supposed father and mother from his past life) and his Infant Self. He didn't know what he should feel toward them.
Should he be angry at their presumed deaths? Or should he hate them for abandoning him at the orphanage?
He had mixed feelings. But one thing was certain: he was extremely angry at the Void Worm, who was in human disguise. By then he knew: it was his mortal enemy.
Without hesitation, he took out a dagger from his waistband and threw it at the murderer's head with supernatural proficiency.
Slice!
The man's head was chopped clean from his neck, and black blood began spraying like a fountain.
"Ahhh!"
The ordinary people nearby screamed with terror. Some people's cars were washed with the liquid, which was black in color instead of red blood.
Celestine immediately took the baby before it could fall. Her expression was one of rare gentleness as she cuddled him to her chest. Vahn found this scene extremely endearing.
However, just then—
"Oh My God!"
"Jesus, have mercy!"
The crowd's screams peaked as the Void Worm in human disguise came back to life.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC134: True Power Of Void Dragon Ultimate
Chapter 134: Chapter 134: True Power Of Void Dragon Ultimate
"Vahn, the Void Worm won't be killed by normal means. You need to use your Void Powers," Celestine urged, clutching the infant tightly.
Vahn let out an exasperated sigh, the pressure of the moment clashing with his lack of mastery. "But I haven't learned to control it yet."
"What? Then what did you do all this while?"
"Hey, don't blame me! I have been trying ever since I awakened it. Besides, you didn't even give me time to prepare," Vahn retorted, the absurdity of the situation almost making him laugh.
Celestine sighed helplessly. "Then you better start summoning it now. Or else we all will die today."
Meanwhile, the Void Scourge's human form began its horrifying transformation.
BUZZZ!
It transformed into a grotesque humanoid-looking dark monster with a swirling vortex replacing its face. The humans witnessing this unbelievable scene rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
"Fuck. Me."
"This can't be real. Are we in some kind of shooting scene?"
"Motherfucker, it's real. RUN!"
The crowd started fleeing frantically, feeling a deep fear toward the unknown entity.
BUZZZZZ!
However, the Vortex of the Alien Creature intensified, demonstrating its terrifying power. It began sucking humans, cars, soil, and the very air inside its maw, feeding its unstable form.
Vahn realized he had no choice. He had to harness the ultimate, destructive power within him. He closed his eyes, ignoring the chaos and the sickening screams, and plunged his consciousness into his Dantian Sea, focusing on the Void Dragon Ultimate Bloodline and the integrated Black Hole Core.
Celestine, meanwhile, cautiously obstructed the Void Scourge from devouring the environment. The more it devoured, the stronger it would become. The infant Elias was still carefully cradled in her left arm, his wails now stopped by her protective embrace and the stabilizing energy of her Starlight.
GRRRR!
The creature finally sensed a shift in Vahn's aura. It started fearing Vahn for the first time. In desperation, it focused its remaining chaotic energy and lunged, attacking Vahn directly, ignoring everything else.
Celestine knew her internal power was greatly limited by the suppressed nature of this timeline. She had to call upon external assistance from the source of her power: the Stars.
She quickly chanted the Prayer of Annihilation. Instantaneously after she finished, a magnificent beam of silver light descended from the first stars beginning to shine in the twilight sky.
"Die!" she roared, unleashing a beam of highly concentrated annihilation energy directly at the monstrous vortex.
BUZZZ!
However, the Void Scourge demonstrated its terrifying, unique defense: it devoured all of the energy inside its swirling belly. Its belly swelled slightly, looking momentarily unstable, but seconds later, it managed to shoot back some of the attack from its maw, weaponizing the energy it had just consumed.
Celestine, caught off guard by the reversed attack, suffered damage to her right shoulder. Her damage was minuscule, but the returned blast of annihilation energy struck a nearby High-Rise building.
The building, full of innocent civilians, immediately began to shake violently, signaling an imminent collapse.
If it collapsed, hundres of innocent people would die.
Vahn couldn't do anything as he was already focused.
Recognizing the gravity of the situation, Celestine made a swift, painful decision. She released the remaining star power, channeling the starlight to act as a supporting pillar for the entire collapsing building. The effort caused the wound on her shoulder to flare, and her breath hitched, but the torrent of silver energy provided the structure with the ephemeral, temporary stability it needed.
She was now immobilized as the collapsing structure absorbing nearly all of her available power.
"I have bought you time, Vahn! The worm is yours!" she gasped, clutching the infant Elias tighter.
Vahn knew this was the ultimate moment of truth. He had to harness the Void Dragon Ultimate power that had only just been awakened. There was no time for finesse, only raw, dominating force.
He focused fiercely, pushing past the agonizing strain on his soul and the overwhelming sense of cosmic emptiness.
He ignored the pain and the limitations of his Nascent Soul stage. He demanded obedience from the Black Hole Core.
KRAK-THOOM!
Instantly, an ominous aura erupted from Vahn. He felt the overwhelming power of the Void Dragon flood his every vein.
He extended his right palm at the rapidly approaching Void Worm.
"You are a parasitic stain upon the true Dao of Nothingness," Vahn stated, his voice now deep and resonating with absolute imperial authority, echoing the very laws of reality.
"Kneel!"
From Vahn's palm, an infinitely more potent and stronger Vortex of Black Hole erupted.
This was not the chaotic sucking of the worm, but the crushing, structured gravity of an absolute cosmic entity.
The Creature's swirling face froze in a silent shriek of terror and recognition; it was facing its ultimate predator. The two vortices met, but the Worm's chaotic power was instantly overwhelmed and absorbed by the raw, organized gravitational hunger of Vahn's core.
Hummm, Hummm, Hummmm!"
The very City shook with vibration as the Void Worm along with the surrounding cars, asphalt, and debris got violently devoured within the Infinite Void.
The area where the creature stood was instantly wiped clean, leaving only scorched earth and a terrifying, localized gravitational anomaly.
Nevertheless, the threat was annihilated.
The Void Worm was gone.
Celestine immediately released the high-rise building, which settled with a groan, temporarily saved. She rushed toward Vahn, whose Void power had utterly vanished.
The sudden, intense strain on his soul, coupled with the forced, massive exertion of the Void Dragon Ultimate power, was too much.
Vahn's eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness, his body slumping to the ground.
By then, the sheer shockwave and the intense spiritual drain from the clash of the two ultimate Void energies had caused most of the surviving crowd, fleeing or hiding, to also faint instantly, protecting them from witnessing the aftermath.
In the far sky, the sound of military helicopters and aircrafts echoed like the thunder of doomsday. The powerful gravitational anomaly and the sudden destruction of a major city block were too great to go unnoticed by the mundane powers of Earth.
One threat was gone, but another had arrived:
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Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Sleeping Dragon
Inside a bright, heavily secured underground bunker, a small group of scientists and top military personnel were focused around a central monitor.
Their faces spoke of tension and anticipation.
The monitor played a heavily stabilized and enhanced recording captured by a distant, high-resolution security camera—the only surviving footage of the cataclysm. It showed the chaotic, final moments of Vahn and the Creature's battle on the streets of 2005 New York.
The scientists and generals watched in stunned silence:
• The sudden transformation of the attacker into a grotesque, vortex-faced monster.
The terrifying, silent clash of two unseen forces.
• The impossible gravitational anomaly that caused cars to float and then vanish.
The final, terrifying implosion as the vortex creature was utterly devoured by an even darker, more potent energy that seemed to emanate from the central figure (Vahn).
The recording abruptly cut off just as the military helicopters arrived.
The grim-faced General Hayes, the highest-ranking officer present, broke the silence.
"The footage is confirmed genuine. The temporal and gravitational signatures match the readings we took just before the blast wave hit. Whatever that thing was, it was extra-dimensional."
The lead physicist, Dr. Aris Thorne, adjusted his glasses, his eyes wide with professional terror. "General, that wasn't an explosion. It was a localized singularity event. The energy output required to sustain that... that black hole for even a second is beyond anything our known physics can describe. And that entity—it devoured matter and energy. We're calling it Event Echo Alpha."
"And the two figures who stopped it?" asked another General. "The one we designated 'Subject Zero' (Vahn) and the female accomplice?"
"We have captured Subject Zero, but the female one vanished," Hayes stated flatly. "No trace, no radiation signature, no DNA. She disappeared the second our forces arrived."
The implications were chilling: Earth was not alone, and it was utterly defenseless against forces operating on this level. The entire scientific and military community watching the monitor knew one thing for certain: they had just witnessed a war between gods or aliens, and the winner was a profound, immediate threat.
General Hayes pointed a decisive finger at the lead physicist.
"Anyway, whoever they are, the higher-ups have ordered us to conduct experiments on Subject Zero. Dr. Aris, you will be in charge of this national-level secret mission. You must uncover how they gain those powers, and how we can utilise it more effectively."
Dr. Aris Thorne was excited by the unprecedented opportunity but also deeply fearful of the young man they had captured.
"But what if he regains his powers, General? What will happen to us then?" Thorne stammered, his scientific curiosity battling his basic self-preservation instinct.
General Hayes shrugged it off with a look of blind confidence fixed on his face.
"There's no need to be concerned. Whatever that power was, I don't think he will be able to use it again so soon. He was completely drained. And even if he can, we will be prepared. Our weapons are not so useless that we can't stop an alien in disguise."
He said it all confidently, as if everything was within his grasp, but he had no idea what kind of man they had captured.
Vahn, the King of the Necrotic Dynasty, was unconscious but not defenseless. His core, though emptied, remained fundamentally protected by the Void Refining Physique and the stabilizing influence of his Dual Cores.
The immediate primary focus of Vahn's captors in 2005 was unequivocally Weaponization.
Phase One: Extraction and Duplication
Dr. Aris Thorne, under the highest security clearance, began the terrifying process.
Vahn's body was subjected to every known scanning technology. Thorne was obsessed with understanding the gravitational anomaly and the energy source that allowed Vahn to create a black hole.
Thorne's team focused on Vahn's circulatory system and most critically his head, believing the power was neurological. They used specialized, deep-penetrating resonance scanners, searching for the source of his immense spiritual power. But they were utterly incapable of detecting his Nascent Soul Stage 8 cultivation core, which was shielded by the compressed energy of the Black Hole Core within his Dantian Sea.
Thw results were disappointing.
So, Dr. Thorne decided to use a focused plasma induction field aimed at Vahn's spine, hoping to stimulate a reaction or trigger a power release they could measure and copy.
As the field activated, it didn't stimulate Vahn's nervous system; it struck the edge of his Void Refining Physique defense.
WHOOOM!
A barely perceptible gravitational ripple spread from Vahn's body, causing every piece of highly sensitive electronic equipment in the lab to malfunction instantly.
The Lights flickered, monitors cracked, and alarms blared, overwhelmed by the residual Void energy. The power eruption was temporary but violent.
"Dr. Thorne, shouldn't we stop now?" one of junior scientist asked, trembling.
"No. We cannot. Increase the power level to the max!" Dr. Throne ordered with a fanatical glint in his eyes.
He knew he was playing with fire, but the temptation of capturing Vahn's power was too great. They continued their invasive experiments more intensely, completely unaware that the subject they deemed an "alien in disguise" was a King currently recovering from a battle fought to save their entire timeline.
Zzzzzzz!
The intense, invasive scientific experiments conducted by Dr. Aris Thorne's team did what the force of the Void Worm never could: they pierced Vahn's defenses and interrupted his recovery.
The repeated, focused plasma induction fields struck the periphery of Vahn's Void Refining Physique. The electrical intrusion, instead of destroying his core as the scientists hoped, acted as a harsh, violent stimulant.
JOLT!
Vahn's consciousness, which had been suspended in the tranquil emptiness of his Black Hole Core, was ripped back to reality.
He shot awake, his eyes snapping open.
He found himself paralyzed and immediately registered the cold, metallic scent of the sterile room and the faint, humming resonance of nearby high-tech equipment.
Vahn was instantly surprised to see himself tied to a metal bed. His wrists and ankles were clamped by heavy metallic restraints to the bed frame. His cultivation robes had been replaced by a thin, rough garment.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC136: Sleeping Dragon (2)
Chapter 136: Chapter 136: Sleeping Dragon (2)
Vahn's immediate reaction was fury and disbelief. He, the King Vahn Necrotis, the wielder of the Void Dragon Ultimate bloodline, was bound and imprisoned by the technologically primitive forces of a past timeline. The sheer absurdity of the situation momentarily suppressed his rage.
He tried to draw upon his spirit energy, but his meridians felt heavy and sluggish, confirming the immense drain from the battle with the Void Worm. His body was operating at a fraction of his true strength.
The metallic restraints, while useless against a fully powered Cultivator, effectively countered his current weakened state.
Vahn scanned the room with his senses. He was in a small, windowless containment cell built into the bunker's concrete. He could feel the residual energies of advanced human technology all around him, but no immediate guards were visible. A large, one-way mirror dominated one wall.
Someone was definitely watching him.
"I assume the little lab mice are watching," Vahn murmured in ridicule.
He focused his Spirit Sense toward the mirror, not to attack, but to pierce the shield and glimpse his captors.
On the other side of the glass, Dr. Thorne jumped, startled. He saw Vahn's eyes lock onto the mirror with impossible precision.
"He's awake! Subject Zero is conscious!"
Dr. Thorne yelled into his microphone, a mixture of terror and exhilaration in his voice.
General Hayes's voice boomed over the intercom system: "Attention. Maintain containment, Doctor. Do not approach. We are initiating high-level interrogation protocols immediately. Get the lead linguist and psychological profile team ready. We need answers."
Vahn, hearing the tinny, authoritative voice of the General, let a cold sneer curl his lip. They saw a prisoner; but he saw a group of flies who had dared to touch a sleeping dragon.
He was chained, weakened, and stuck in the past, but the only thing he truly felt was the immense, crushing contempt of absolute power for fragile ignorance.
They wanted to conduct experiments? They wanted answers? Vahn would give them neither peace nor sleep until he was free.
After what Vahn estimated to be an hour, the door to the isolated containment chamber hissed open.
General Hayes and Dr. Aris Thorne entered, their faces tense but attempting to project authority. Several heavily armed Special Officers, clad in high-tech body armor, filed in behind them, positioning themselves as guards near the door.
It was a futile gesture against Vahn's true power, but a necessary ritual for the humans.
Vahn lay utterly still on the metal bed, his dark eyes focused on his captors.
Vahn decided that internal recovery could wait a moment. The immediate priority was establishing dominance, gathering intelligence, and shattering their illusion of control. He chose Psychological Warfare.
As General Hayes stepped forward, ready to initiate the interrogation, Vahn released a subtle, non-physical wave of Void Dragon pressure. It wasn't enough to hurt them, but it was enough to pierce their mental defenses and trigger primal fear.
General Hayes faltered as an invisible force slammed into his chest. His confident demeanor fractured, and his throat tightened. Dr. Thorne gasped, feeling a sudden, paralyzing chill that had nothing to do with the room's temperature.
"State your name, designation, and place of origin," Hayes demanded, despite his fear.
Vahn didn't move. He simply focused on the General and then released a short Dream Art at Hayes's mind.
The General's pupils dilated. For a split second, Hayes saw an impossible vision: his entire life, his career, his family, all collapsing into a swirling black vortex of nothingness.
Thud!
He staggered back, shaking violently. The gun in his right hand trembled uncontrollably.
"Do you truly think a child's toy can restrain a force you cannot comprehend?" Vahn's snorted in disdain. "You seek answers, yet you tie the source of those answers to a flimsy table. Release me."
The General moved almost immediately.
He started unbinding Vahn.
"General! No!" Dr. Thorne cried out, rushing forward to stop the disastrous action, but he was too late.
With just a few taps on the control center, Vahn was freed.
"P-Please... Don't kill me," General Hayes begged, collapsing onto his knees. The psychic shadow of Vahn's influence was still strong enough to compel obedience and abject terror.
Vahn stood on his feet, stretching his still-weakened but functional limbs, and glared at the old Doctor and the kneeling General.
"You know, I wasn't planning on interfering with mortal affairs," Vahn stated, his voice cold and devoid of mercy. "But you all deserve a punishment for performing those experiments on me. And your punishment is Death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Vahn moved with blinding speed. He snatched a surgical knife from a nearby metallic table and drove it into Dr. Thorne's chest with lethal intention.
Puchi!
Dr. Thorne immediately collapsed onto the ground, eyes wide with disbelief and terror. The red blood onto the white marble floor.
Vahn turned to the stunned General next.
Noticing this, the surrounding Special Officers immediately pointed their rifles at Vahn and began shooting without delay.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Vahn, using his advanced training and relying on the basic speed of his Void Refining Physique, moved like a shadow. He didn't need his cultivation; the physical mastery gained over lifetimes was enough.
He dodged every bullet from their rifles, the projectiles ripping harmlessly through the air where he had just stood.
Seeing the inhuman speed and reaction, the Special Officers broke into a cold sweat. Their advanced training and reflexes were useless against the recovered king.
"We're doomed!"
That was the last thing they said before they noticed their General's throat being sliced with monstrous perfection. Vahn had executed the kneeling Hayes instantly, retrieving his simple surgical knife.
They finally understood. They were not fighting an alien; they were fighting a God.
Vahn, fueled by righteous anger and the urgent need to escape this timeline, moved through the remaining guards. He targeted their weak points and quickly ended the threat.
After a while, sirens and emergency lights blared all over the secret facility as Vahn made his escape. He smashed control panels, ignored alarms, and moved with ruthless efficiency through the corridors. Wherever he was obstructed, only blood and flesh remained.
After somehow navigating through the complex underground facility, Vahn finally breached the surface. The night air of 2005 hit him, but he was instantly faced with an even greater problem.
Outside, the military was waiting.
Helicopters and fighter aircrafts surrounded him from all sides.
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MY SEVEN WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL SAINTESSESC137: Return
Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Return
Vahn stood exposed on the open landing pad, the immense roar of helicopter rotors and fighter jets filling the air. Searchlights pinned him in place, and he could feel the lethal guided missiles being primed for launch.
Vahn knew he couldn't rely on his physical might alone to fight his way through this massive, organized siege. The constant strain of dodging bullets and fighting through the facility had already further depleted his precious, recovering spiritual energy.
He decided to use the Void Dragon Ultimate power, but with increased control this time. He couldn't afford another catastrophic energy dump; he needed to harvest power efficiently.
Vahn extended his right hand, palm open, toward the tight military perimeter. He focused on the energy signatures of the surrounding mater—the metal of the vehicles, the fuel, and the soldiers' fear.
He activated his Black Hole Core, initiating a controlled, focused vortex.
WHOOSH!
A swirling black vortex, roughly ten meters in diameter, appeared before his hand. It was far smaller than the one that devoured the Scourge, but controlled and precise. It began instantaneously devouring anything on its path: parked military jeeps, loose equipment, sections of the landing pad pavement, and the rifles and gear of the stunned soldiers.
The soldiers screamed as their weapons were ripped from their grasp and vanished into the swirling void.
After devouring the materiel, the vortex collapsed. Vahn immediately felt a slight, welcome surge of spiritual energy return to his Dual Cores. The assimilation of raw matter, fueled by the Void Dragon's power, had restored a necessary reserve for a single, powerful escape maneuver.
He quickly channeled the acquired energy into one of his fastest arts: Fire Phoenix Wings.
Massive, blazing wings of crimson and gold fire immediately erupted from Vahn's back, radiating intense heat that temporarily distorted the air.
"Out of my way!" Vahn commanded, his voice muffled by the sound of the engines.
With a powerful thrust that blasted away the closest soldiers, Vahn shot vertically into the sky. He used the incredible speed of the Phoenix Wings to escape the tight perimeter before the fighter jets could lock onto him or the missiles could be launched.
Vahn raced away from the bunker, leaving the chaotic, burning scene behind him. He knew the entire U.S. military would be chasing him within minutes, but he had bought himself the crucial time needed to find Celestine.
How dare that woman leave him there to be captured? He needed answers, and he needed a way back to his own time now.
After a short, adrenaline-fueled flight that pushed his still-recovering body to its limit, Vahn saw his target. With a burst of shimmering starlight, Celestine materialized before him in mid-air, looking drastically weak. The wound on her right shoulder was still visible.
Vahn slowed his flight, landing softly on a nearby warehouse roof.
"Celestine! How could you leave me to those flies?" Vahn demanded, barely maintaining his cal..
Celestine winced, clutching her wounded shoulder. Her lavender eyes were filled with profound fatigue.
"I sought answers, Vahn, but you must know the truth," she replied, her voice barely a whisper. "My paramount priority was to deliver Infant Elias to the orphanage gate and ensure he was found. The temporal paradox was sealed the moment he was placed where he belonged."
She continued, "On the way back, I was found and struck by the EMP. I used the last of my power to escape. And I knew you would be fine to get out of there alone."
Vahn stopped. He saw the genuine, raw exhaustion in her expression and understood the logic of her actions. She had chosen the survival of the entire timeline over his personal safety, trusting his power to overcome the mundane threat.
He was speechless. He understood blaming her would be pointless; she had fulfilled her ultimate duty to Fate.
He deactivated his Phoenix Wings, letting the fire dissolve. "Very well. I owe you my life and my dynasty's existence," Vahn said, his tone softening to grudging respect. "Now, take me back to the original timeline. Before I accidentally conquer this entire planet out of sheer annoyance."
Celestine nodded, relief washing over her face as Vahn accepted the truth. Her mission to save the timeline was complete; now came the escape.
"The residual energy from your fight has temporarily weakened the temporal gate between the Nexus and your reality,"
Celestine explained, her voice gaining a desperate clarity. "It is our only window. We must combine our powers to anchor the jump, or we will be lost forever in the void between realities."
She extended her hand toward Vahn. He grasped it firmly, feeling the icy coldness of her Starlight energy meet the consuming heat of his Void Core.
Also there was a System notification:
[ Congratulations! You have unlocked your 4th bond: Celestine Starborn. ]
[ Emotional Connection: 88% (88%), Physical Connection: 3.5% (3%) ]
[ Rewards Gained: Time Affinity Unlocked, Star Affinity Unlocked, Space Affinity Unlocked, Temporal Void Gate (Art) ]
[ Skill Description: Temporal Void Gate — Allows the practitioner to travel to any place at any specific time. Caution: Changing the course of the present by manipulating the past can attract the Balance Keepers. ]
The notifications shimmered in front of his eyes before fading like stardust.
Vahn blinked is confusion. "88%? When did that happen?"
Nevertheless, Celestine began the chant, not of annihilation, but of Restoration. The air around them began to tear, revealing the chaotic silver-black shimmer of the Nexus of Forgotten Fates.
Vahn channeled his limited, recovered spiritual energy into the jump. He didn't aim for specific coordinates, as that required full power. Instead, he followed Celestine's Trail, trusting her expertise in dimensional physics and relying on the anchor she had established when she escaped moments earlier.
WHOOM!
The combined energy of the Void Dragon and the Saintess of Fate tore them from the roof of 2005 Earth. They vanished in a silent, violent flash of silver and black, leaving behind a baffled, paranoid military and a completely unaltered history.
Vahn and Celestine have returned to the present.
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"Seraphina, they have returned," Lilith informed Seraphina, her voice tight with relief as she sensed Vahn's distinct, powerful aura pierce the Dynasty's defenses.
Seraphina's face beamed with joy, the anxiety of the past few hours melting away instantly.
They excitedly rushed out to the courtyard in front of the Royal Palace of the Necrotic Dynasty. Seraphina and Lilith saw Vahn and Celestine descend from the sky, landing softly on the polished obsidian tiles.
"Husband, you have returned safely!"
Both of his wives rushed forward to hug him, their fear transforming into overwhelming affection. Vahn accepted the embrace with open arms, feeling the stabilizing presence of their love grounding him after the chaotic temporal jump.
"I promised, didn't I?" Vahn murmured, holding them close.
Meanwhile, Celestine moved away from the reunion, her steps slow and labored, clearly ready to depart.
Vahn noticed her movement and the profound exhaustion radiating from her.
"Wait, Celestine... I have something to ask," Vahn said, releasing his wives but keeping his gaze fixed on the Saintess.
He was truly curious about the inexplicable data that his Dao Sense registered: their emotional connection was showing 88%, an impossible closeness, considering they had just recently interacted under volatile circumstances. He needed to understand the depth of her involvement in his past.
Celestine paused, her back to them. The silver light around her was dimmer than ever, and she seemed to be holding back a great deal of pain.
"I cannot stay, Vahn Necrotis," she said, her voice strained. "The worm may be contained for now, but the act of manipulating time and fate has taxed my essence severely. I must recover."
"The connection you feel," Celestine whispered, her back still facing him, her figure appearing solitary and weighted by a pain only she chose to bear. "It is the truth of the threads we share. You were not the only one I saved, and the Dao has a heavy price for those who tamper with its path."
Before Vahn could demand clarification on what other "threads" they shared, Celestine dissolved entirely, vanishing into a flicker of distant starlight.
He was motionless for a long time.
Nonetheless, the present matter required his immediate attention.
The Dynasty had remained Stable and Prepared. Seraphina and Lilith had held the line perfectly.
"The Barbarian Chief's envoys were dismissed, and the defense lines are established, Vahn. The Dynasty is secure, but the resource demands still remain critical," Lilith reported immediately, cutting through the personal reunion to provide a status update
Vahn nodded, his mind already shifting from temporal physics to geopolitics. He had faced down a cosmic threat, but the mundane threats of the Southern Continent demanded attention.
"Ezekiel is waiting in the War Room, Husband," Seraphina added gently, having sensed the shift in his focus.
Vahn placed a loving hand on each of their shoulders. "My Queens, you have done well. Now, the real work begins. We will not wait for the Barbarian Union to threaten us, nor will we tolerate a resource shortage."
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