Global Gods : Skill-Resonance Awakened Chapter 366: Ch 366 : The Half Awakened Annihilation

An absolute silence reigned in the throne room, a crushing presence that seemed to stifle the very essence of sound. Sunny, sitting on his throne in his manifestation as the Overseer, remained completely still. His gaze was anchored to the distant boundaries of the Void, peering past the trillions of silver particles that Thea had distributed throughout the cosmos.

"Thera, this is not a matter of a simple disruption," Sunny finally uttered, his voice echoing from the darkness. "And it certainly is not about the danger. This is about a fundamental disparity in existence."

He turned, his eyes finally locking onto the Goddess of Annihilation. "You observe Cai Zhen, Beru, or Adam, and you see your equals, the titans who once stood beside you during the First Era. Yet, you must realize that in your present state, you are fragile."

"While I have already unsealed the dormant fountains of power within Beru and Cai Zhen, your own essence is still trapped behind a seal. Sending you out now would be like launching a flickering candle into a hurricane."

Thera’s silver pupils shimmered with a trace of her ancient pride. "I am a Goddess, Emperor. Even unawakened, my soul bears the gravity of a billion tides. If that Cultivation multiverse holds no immediate danger, where is the harm in my descent? I simply desire to be at his side."

Sunny exhaled slowly. "The Demon Lords are no fools, Thera. They have ceased hunting for Gods in the general sense; they are tracking the Ancients. They seek the distinct aura marking the reincarnation of the old Gods. Cai Zhen’s multiverse serves as a sanctuary because the Law of Cultivation possesses enough density to shroud his true aura. He blends seamlessly into the background of a billion ascending souls."

He leaned forward, deepening the shadows within the hall. "But you—your Law is the Law of Annihilation. It stands as the antithesis of creation, a sharp aura capable of piercing spatial shrouds like a spear through silk."

"The instant you depart this city, you will become a beacon. You will not only endanger yourself; you will lead the Lords directly to Cai Zhen, to the nine Gods with him, and to all the lifeforms he currently strives to harvest. Your longing is merely a trail of breadcrumbs for the Abyss."

Thera’s breath caught in her throat. The gravity of his words chilled her more profoundly than the void ever could. Her yearning for Cai Zhen had truly acted as a veil over her analytical mind.

"I... I comprehend. I would be a burden. Does this mean I am doomed to remain trapped here, gazing at tea leaves until the era concludes?"

A faint, knowing smile softened Sunny’s features. "Not exactly. You remain weak presently because your power poses a threat to yourself. Your Law is so potent that if I were to awaken it fully without proper preparation, it would annihilate the vessel itself. You would be erased into nothingness before even drawing one breath as a True Void Born Goddess."

He stood, his cosmic robes fluttering despite the lack of wind. "To walk amongst the stars again, you require strength—not just raw power, but the structural fortitude to survive your own nature. You need a body capable of concealing you from the Lords and a soul resilient enough to endure the friction of annihilation."

"You have discovered a path?" Thera whispered, her heart racing. She recalled the day Cai Zhen and Beru had undergone their transformations, experiencing the raw, intoxicating pressure of their awakened divinity.

"Indeed," Sunny replied, his voice adopting a rhythmic, instructional cadence. "Yet, it will not be instantaneous. For you, the process shall span several centuries, perhaps even a millennium of focused adaptation. According to the time-dilation within the city, that will equate to roughly eight to twelve hours. Half a day for the city; a lifetime for you."

"I am prepared, Emperor," Thera stated without a heartbeat of hesitation. Her trust was absolute, a blind devotion surpassing simple gratitude for her salvation. It was the instinctive acknowledgement of a lesser being for its Emperor.

Sunny chuckled, the sound reverberating through the hall. "Hear the plan first, Goddess. Blind trust is beautiful, but understanding serves as the root of mastery. I intend to bestow upon you a gift: the SSS-Grade Cultivation Resilience talent."

Thera’s mind, already reeling, felt as though it had been struck by a physical force.

SSS-Grade Resilience? She understood the hierarchy of talents perfectly. This trait sat only a single step below the legendary adaptability of Beru, the God of Evolution himself.

It was a talent designed to forge a body into an immortal fortress, capable of adapting to any hostile environment or energy.

"You understand the function," Sunny continued, disregarding her stunned silence.

"Normally, Resilience adapts to external threats. However, for you, the threat remains internal. I shall begin leaking the Law of Annihilation into your system, one microscopic spark at a time. The Resilience talent will identify this energy as a hazard and begin restructuring your soul and body to endure it. We shall force your existence to evolve into a container capable of holding annihilation without shattering."

"And once the adaptation concludes?" Thera asked, her voice trembling with anticipation.

"Then," Sunny said, his eyes glowing with violet-gold intensity, "I shall pull back the veil entirely. You will awaken as the True Goddess of Annihilation, possessing a body that can withstand the pressure of a collapsing universe. You will be able to mask your presence so effectively that even the demon lords will not be able to track your aura."

"Let us commence, Emperor," Thera said, her resolve hardening.

With a flick of his wrist, Sunny manifested a shimmering sphere of energy in the center of the throne room, a standalone dimension. "Step inside."

Thera nodded, entering the bubble and immediately sensing the time disparity. She prepared to kneel for the blessing, but Sunny’s voice halted her midway.

"Do not kneel; this is a labor of the soul, not a court ceremony. Adopt the lotus position."

Thera obeyed, her motions both graceful and urgent. As she settled into the center of the sphere, Sunny approached. He raised a hand, the star-clusters in his palm radiating a soft, pulsating light. He pressed his fingers against her forehead, sealing the connection.

A surge of silver light erupted from the contact point, flooding Thera’s nervous system.

She gasped, her frame arching as the weight of the talent anchored itself into her core. A new, primal awareness sparked within her, a silent sentinel resting inside her cells, ready to defend her against the very fabric of reality.

"It feels... magnificent," she whispered, clenching her fists as the changes took hold within her being.

"That is merely the foundation," Sunny’s voice arrived, sounding as if it drifted from miles away. "Now, we begin the Controlled Burn."

Sunny partitioned his primary consciousness from his physical form, descending deep into the landscape of Thera’s soul.

He navigated past the swirling mists of her essence until he located it: a tiny spark of pure light. This was the Law of Annihilation, the dormant seed of her divinity.

He prepared to nourish it. He had calculated the precise amount of Faith required—a microscopic, diluted droplet that should have sufficed to trigger one manageable spark of destructive energy.

However, Sunny had overlooked one critical factor: his own evolution.

Since his Cosmic Bloodline had assimilated over 90 percent, his raw essence was no longer that of a simple God-King.

He was a Royal of the Nihilium. Every droplet of his Faith now contained the concentrated essence of the Real Void itself. Even diluted a million times, it carried the weight of a dying sun.

The moment his Faith touched that spark of Annihilation, the reaction became catastrophic.

"Oh, f*ck," Sunny cursed aloud in his throne room.