Global Gods : Skill-Resonance Awakened Chapter 351: Ch 351 : Where Did It Go?

The emptiness of the void had transformed from a quiet emptiness into a vast canvas where Sunny was crafting an entirely new existence.

Positioned near the trembling fissure that Belial had escaped through, Sunny sensed the pulsing rhythm of the universe vibrating under his skin.

"Are you planning to seize this whole multiverse as well?" Adam inquired.

The voice of the former King carried an unusual gentleness, tinged with fond memories.

He gazed upon the expansive galaxies within the Multiverse of Gods... his cherished domain, cultivated over endless ages with myriad lifeforms.

"I am," Sunny answered, his tone resonating with newfound profundity. "To become more powerful, I must do this. Only by claiming these multiverses can I acquire the power needed to confront the looming threat."

Sunny shifted his gaze toward the Ex-God King, noticing the subtle, flickering sorrow in the elder's eyes.

A twinge of compassion stirred within him. He longed to reveal the reality... regarding the Nihilium Clan, the Real Void, and Lady Sansa.

Yet Sunny held back his revelation. Within the Void's order, such awareness frequently proved burdensome. Grasping the vastness of the Beyonders could merely leave Adam immobilized by the pointlessness of his life.

"Fear not," Sunny assured him, resting a hand on Adam’s shoulder. "When my Manifestation Affinity hits SSS-Grade, I’ll forge my own multiverses. Every star, planet, and soul that I’ve taken will be restored."

Without pausing for a response, Sunny disappeared. It wasn’t teleportation; he merely stopped existing at that location, materializing in the hushed expanse dividing the grand multiverses of the bubble.

Adam stared at the place the Emperor had occupied. "Thank you... Emperor," he murmured into the barren void, then pivoted to drift without purpose across the universes he understood would soon alter their spatial domain.

For Adam, the shift held little impact, yet residing within Cosmos’s form remained somewhat unsettling to him.

Sunny hovered amid the utter chill of the cosmic emptiness. Ahead lay the Multiverse of Gods, shining like an enormous, undulating jellyfish composed of blinding luminosity. It exuded grandeur, antiquity, and the profound devotion of innumerable entities.

He shut his eyes and stretched out his perception. Past the edges of this radiance, he detected them. Six overwhelming presences.

Despite the enormous separation, their essence pressed down on Sunny’s consciousness like an tangible burden.

Sunny drew in a calm, measured breath. "I must act swiftly. Seize the target and slip away before they pinpoint my location."

He understood the dangers. Should a Lord such as Deimos fix his stare on Sunny’s soul, even the simplest movement like blinking would elude him, let alone fleeing via teleportation. He’d remain ensnared.

Abruptly, the six presences stirred into motion. They weren’t approaching Sunny; instead, they merged at one focal point.

Sunny’s pulse raced fiercely. ’Have they detected me? No... I’ve concealed my aura using ten distinct talents. I’m invisible within this reality.’

He observed in awe and dread as the colossal entities assembled and then... sequentially dimmed. They had withdrawn to the Demon Capital.

"It succeeded," Sunny breathed, a sly smile curling under his mask. "Belial is back. He’s summoning a Council."

The subtle manipulations Sunny had planted via Mammon, Loki, and Thea were never intended to overthrow a Lord. Mere rumors circulating among demons amounted to mere chatter.

However, once verified by a wounded and disgraced Belial, that chatter escalated into a chorus of suspicion.

Lom transcended his role as a reclusive Demon God; he now stood as the foremost culprit in a plot threatening the demonic domain.

The Demon Lords wouldn’t merely question him; they’d unravel his "Vault of Secrets" completely until all was exposed. And in the Demon Realm, a mere "accusation" from a Lord sealed one’s doom.

"A masterful scheme," Sunny laughed softly.

He directed his complete focus toward the Multiverse of Gods once more.

By deactivating a single cloaking talent, he released the capacity needed for Nova’s Size Manipulation talent via his God’s Authority.

The multiverse didn’t merely diminish; it collapsed on a fundamental level. For those within, everything remained unchanged.

For Sunny, the vast expanses spanning billions of light-years started to compress and condense upon themselves.

The immense luminous jellyfish shrank, morphing into a radiant orb, then a speck of dust, and ultimately, a solitary, quivering atom of dense actuality.

The atom floated toward Sunny’s torso. Upon contact with his chest, it merged seamlessly.

THOOM.

The force struck like a stellar explosion coursing through his bloodstream. His Cosmic Bloodline surged wildly. Sunny sensed the dark-matter epidermis flow downward beyond his knees, encasing his calves and feet entirely.

Aside from his neck and head, Sunny had become wholly a creature of the Real Void. No longer a mortal cloaked in stellar fabric; he embodied a nebula in humanoid form.

"I sense a rebirth within me," Sunny murmured.

He clenched his hand. That simple gesture cracked space in the vacuum. An outburst of boundless power echoed outward... a cascade of detonations that drew the notice of every Demon God assigned to patrol the region.

"What in the world was that?!" a Demon God yelled, his detection systems in chaos.

"Spatial disturbance! Reality is folding in!"

The demons fell into disarray. They refrained from creating a gateway to the Capital, dreading that the volatile realm might shred them en route. Stranded, they beheld a space that, to their vision... still housed the Multiverse of Gods.

Sunny’s laughter rang out, reverberating through their essences. "Time to drop the disguise. I want to witness their expressions when they grasp they’ve been protecting emptiness...."

Sunny flicked his fingers.

The Mass Illusion sustained by Loki’s talent dissolved.

The Demon Gods inhaled sharply. In one instant, they viewed a splendid, luminous multiverse. The next, emptiness prevailed. No universes. No stars. No planets. No gods. Merely an expansive, frigid, and completely desolate void.

The Multiverse of Gods had not simply been concealed; it had vanished entirely.

"Where... where has it gone?" a Demon God stammered, his gaze frantically scanning the empty expanse.