Global Gods : Skill-Resonance Awakened Chapter 349: Ch 349 : Another Big Theft

Guided by Adam's counsel, Sunny acted without delay. He had transcended the role of a mere ruler safeguarding a fortress; now he embodied a stellar harvester reaping the yields from countless realms.

His awareness spread with incredible speed, delving into the hidden dimensions of space akin to an extensive network of roots.

Initially, he grasped Veridia, the core of his earthly dominion. Next, he engulfed the Subspace Universe, the elaborate Universe of Cards, and the ethereal Universe of Cultivation.

As each realm merged into the Elsewhere within his essence, Sunny sensed a profound alteration in his core essence.

This wasn't the explosive, overpowering rush he experienced upon seizing the City of Gods... that metropolis contained the six billion Gods... yet it provided a steady, grounding solidity.

The devotion of trillions of ordinary beings started to pulse through his bloodstream, a steady rhythm echoing the pulse of an entire cosmos.

Within his stellar framework, the dark-matter metamorphosis advanced rapidly. The cosmic epidermis climbed from his limbs, enveloping his upper torso and weaving patterns over his front and rear.

'I need to head back,' Sunny pondered, his thoughts drifting to Adam's ordeal. 'It would've been ideal to absorb the whole multiverse at once, but Belial's opposition is far too intense.'

He prepared to rip open a portal to the combat area when a abrupt insight struck him, 'How did I overlook that?' he mused, shielding his face in embarrassment.

'The Realm of Advancement,' Sunny murmured.

This went beyond a simple domain; it formed a multiverse crafted by weaving together all planets and stars into one vast expanse.

Sunny wasted no time. He extended his God’s Domain to encompass the full Realm.

He activated the Size Manipulation talent again. The enormous, expansive Realm of Advancement creaked as its dimensions were forcibly altered.

It folded in on itself, contracting beyond the scale of a planet, a metropolis, a speck of dust, until it dwindled to a quivering, golden atom.

Sunny transported himself to the exact spot where the Realm had previously existed.

The atom floated in the emptiness, a dense particle holding boundless chronicles. He extended his stellar grasp, and upon contact with his hand, the particle dissolved.

BOOM.

The merging was fierce. An actual multiverse now bound itself to his spirit.

Sunny experienced his cosmic heritage within surge like a confined creature unleashed. The dark-matter covering rushed downward from his midsection, overtaking his legs and joints.

At this point, excluding his throat, skull, and soles, Sunny's whole form had become stellar. He resembled a mobile galaxy, an entity from the Real Void clad in divine attire.

Sunny released a breath, his exhalation sparkling with celestial glow. His mind was drained.

Reducing a complete multiverse to atomic proportions demanded such intense concentration that it would incinerate any other deity's intellect.

'No respite for the ruthless,' Sunny uttered, his tone resonating lower, as though echoing from a vast chasm.

With a mere idea, he shredded a tear in the void's weave and reentered the fray.

The Real Void: The Court of Whispers

Within the Real Void, the abrupt vanishing of a second, even grander volume from Lady Sansa’s bubble plunged the Nihilium Court into total chaos. This transcended a petty pilfering; it signaled a total breakdown of the spatial structure.

'Huge spatial shift observed!'

'A mass comparable to a mid-sized multiverse has vanished from the bubble!'

'Is the bubble undergoing internal destruction?'

The Royal Overseers demanded explanations, yet Sansa stayed isolated. Shielded by her father's authority and her own imposing quietude, she ignored the turmoil.

She rested in her verdant sanctuary, lids shut, sensing the void in her bubble being replenished by her nephew's ascending might, the void's favored one.

The burden she surrendered, he claimed. It constituted an offering she embraced with serene delight.

The Battlezone: The Void

Returning to the emptiness amid the universes, the conflict had escalated to a frantic climax.

Adam held his ground, his flesh radiating the final dregs of his mana, though the surrounding space thickened with the crimson haze from his exertion.

Suddenly, the violet-gold tear split wide.

Sunny emerged, and the tension in the adjacent void multiplied threefold immediately. He bore no resemblance to the figure who departed mere moments earlier.

His presence shifted from a mere glow to an inexorable pull. His garments quivered with an innate, ponderous energy, and his torso shone with the inner radiance of the six billion souls he bore.

'I’ve returned,' Sunny declared. His words bypassed the air... they resonated straight into their skeletons.

Adam pivoted, his breathing harsh and uneven. 'Your change is...'

He halted abruptly. Sunny’s stare had unintentionally fixed upon him.

The immense gravity of Sunny’s evolved state pressed upon Adam like a imploding star. The former God King’s legs gave way.

Sunny kept gazing at Adam, anticipating the completion of his remark, but the prolonged stare amplified the strain.

'Umm... Cosm-os... c-an you... look elsewhere?' Adam gasped out with effort. He appeared as one attempting speech beneath an avalanche.

Sunny blinked, aware of his mistake. He had not yet acclimated to his enhanced 'Mass.'

He swiftly turned his gaze away and restrained his aura, letting Adam sag and regain his air.

'Apologies, Adam,' Sunny responded gently. 'I’m still... adapting.'

Sunny directed his focus toward the remote silhouette of Belial.

The Demon Lord ceased his mockery. He toiled in vain. The sixteen duplicates, connected to Sunny’s soul, had all evolved instantly upon the Realm's assimilation.

Their hides no longer resembled fragile parchment; they gleamed like obsidian, mirroring the cosmic sheen of Sunny’s physique. They darted with velocity that eluded Belial’s perception.

Sunny let out a low, echoing laugh. 'Now let’s discover what tricks he’s kept concealed up his sleeve.'

Belial’s thoughts churned in terror. 'My deceptions... they’re not sticking? How? I convinced them they were swift! I assured them they were mighty!'

He observed the duplicates. His Law struck them, yet it glanced harmlessly aside. It seemed they had grown so formidable that falsehoods could no longer sway them.

You might fabricate the lightness of a plume, but you can't deny the sun's reality when it scorches your sight.

'I believe I acquired far more than I first estimated from seizing the Realm of Advancement,' Sunny murmured.

'That... is what I meant to express,' Adam replied, rising steadily and clearing blood from his jaw. His voice carried deep, fatigued gratitude.

'I almost forfeited one of my lives moments ago, Sunny. But the instant you claimed that City of Gods... your duplicates' forms normalized, then transformed into something... transcendent. It exceeded even the bounds of my Resilience.'

Adam eyed the sixteen stellar fighters relentlessly assaulting the Lord of Lies. 'Their presence... it surged at a rate I deemed impossible.'

Adam emitted a brief, parched chuckle. 'I once believed selecting Endor for the God Maker artifact... was my finest decision. Yet witnessing you here... I sense your destiny looms so vast that even without that world, you’d have ascended to this seat. You represent destiny itself, Cosmos.'

Sunny regarded the elder sovereign, his stellar gaze warming beneath the veil. 'Not entirely, Adam. Lacking your aid, and the system you provided initially, without the God’s eye... it would have required ages to arrive here. I’m indebted to you beyond several lifetimes.'

Sunny faced Belial once more, his Void Hand starting to throb with an inky, violet radiance.

'Now,' Sunny announced, 'Belial has prattled on about Lies and Truth throughout the day. It’s time I demonstrate what occurs when the Void renders both irrelevant.'