Global Gods : Skill-Resonance Awakened Chapter 357: Ch 357 : A Hunt For Lom

The Absolute Vault in the Spire of Sins carried a silence that felt oppressively tangible.

Calcified remnants of long-forgotten, defeated gods lined the walls, their essences integrated into the structure to bolster the seals' strength.

With a deep groan from the enormous iron-bound doors, the seven Demon Lords entered what was supposed to be the safest chamber across the whole Demonic Realm.

Deimos, Lord of Discord, approached the central pedestal filled with unease.

The outer blood-seals had appeared flawless. However, as centuries-old dust cleared, the harsh reality emerged.

Nothing occupied the pedestal.

In the spot where the Pearl of Calamity—crafted amid the turbulent flames of the Demonic Grounds—ought to rest, only an empty, taunting emptiness remained.

Instead, secured by a lone dark-red demon scale, lay a tiny piece of parchment.

"Lom," Deimos hissed. As comprehension dawned, fractures began appearing in the vault's space. Deimos’s typically restrained chaotic aura burst forth in a tangible shockwave.

Cracks spiderwebbed across the obsidian walls, and the floor trembled under the force of his fury bearing down on the other six Lords, compelling even Beezlebub and Maledictus to stumble backward.

"He didn’t merely expose our secrets," Deimos bellowed, his striking features contorting into a visage of Abyssal wrath that erased his allure. "He didn’t just betray our ambush locations. He took the Pearl!!"

His gaze fixed on the vacant pedestal, thoughts whirling over the consequences.

"He’s been hiding in my shadow all along, observing me, ridiculing me. He possesses the Pearl. He holds the prisoners he gathered from the Cosmos’s jail. And he’s been employing my artifact to communicate with Cosmos, pitting us against one another like puppets on strings."

The Lord of Discord pivoted toward the doorway, his eyes ablaze with such ferocity that the obsidian beneath his feet started to smolder.

"I no longer care about the Emperor," Deimos murmured, the hushed tone more chilling than his earlier outburst.

"The conflict with the Pantheon can be postponed. I want Lom. I want him captured alive. I want to witness how many ages of torment he can withstand before his soul shatters into oblivion."

As the Demon Capital plunged into a pursuit of unmatched savagery, the target of their first wrath remained seated in the profound quiet of the profound void.

His eyes, shimmering with violet-gold brilliance, locked onto the display within his soul. His list of talents had expanded.

These went beyond the SSS-Grade and SS-Grade abilities he’d duplicated from figures like Adam or his demigods; they stemmed from Divine Growth, derived from the combined insights of his seventeen forms.

"Let’s see what my other selves have been learning," Sunny murmured.

He gestured through the air, summoning a mobility talent that his clones had honed amid the assaults from the Lord of Lies.

[Talent: Void Step]

[Grade: SS-Grade]

[Description: An supreme evasion technique. The user slips into the void’s sub-layers, disappearing from their starting position and materializing thousands of light-years distant without any detectable trail]

Sunny nodded approvingly. "A blink covering thousands of light-years. At SS-Grade, it surpasses nearly all teleportation magics. I need the clones to continue refining this; reaching SSS-Grade could let me traverse multiverses as simply as stepping through a gate."

Another swipe unveiled a protective talent forged in clashes with Demon God scouting groups.

[Talent: Rebound]

[Grade: SS-Grade]

[Description: A conceptual defense mechanism. Enables the user to redirect 100% of received damage back at the assailant.]

[Constraint: Damage surpassing a specific threshold cannot be redirected.]

Sunny chuckled. This served as the ideal tool for clearing hordes. He could position himself amid a horde of ten thousand Demon Gods, letting them wear themselves out against their own echoes.

Still, he recognized its boundaries.

"To bounce back a Demon Lord’s attack, I’d require a Divine Rebound," Sunny observed. "That comes only if I apply my Skill-Resonance to this ability... And it evolves divinely."

He advanced to the following talent, one mirroring his evolution from aggressor to guardian.

[Talent: The Savior]

[Grade: SS-Grade]

[Description: A broad purification and healing talent. Permits the eradication of demonic taint, the bestowal of vast divine enhancements, and the capacity to heed the pleas of beleaguered beings.]

Through rescuing realm after realm, his clones compelled Divine Growth to produce this Talent.

For Sunny, broad-scale encompassed not just cities or planets, but the full expanse of a multiverse.

He could now cleanse the Demonic Miasma from billions of souls in an instant.

"Now for the powerhouses," Sunny whispered, his eyes growing wide as he accessed the SSS-Grade category. These arose from his Cosmic Bloodline surpassing 70% integration.

[Talent: Nihilium Omniscience]

[Grade: SSS-Grade]

[Description: The ’Eyes of the Creator.’ Bestows the user total perception of every particle, principle, and essence in their inner realm. No secret evades the one who embodies the space. ]

Sunny grinned. This represented the supreme oversight instrument. He could now discern the motives of every God residing in the City of Gods housed in his grasp.

Yet the subsequent talent proved the true paradigm shift.

[Talent: Bubble Manipulation]

[Grade: SSS-Grade]

[Description: An inherent power of the Nihilium Royals. Permits the user to alter the spatial extents of their personal bubble. The internal space can be enlarged without limit.]

This resolved his deepest apprehension. He had feared his cosmic form might hit a limit and refuse additional multiverses.

With Bubble Manipulation, his inner realm ceased being a mere vessel; it became a dynamic, expanding presence.

He could expand his internal space boundlessly.

"Hah," Sunny laughed, his voice sending tremors through the void. "Soon, I won’t merely seize multiverses. I’ll ensnare the whole Demonic Bubble and compress it into my hand."