Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 496 Throne

Smoke, dust, and ashes filled the entire area around them, reducing the Principality to nothing more than a vanishing echo.

In that moment, an intense, eerie, and sharply penetrating gaze locked onto the Primus Principality, striking Noah with the force of a charging vehicle.

He nearly stumbled to the ground.

Yet, even with the clear danger of death pressing on his very being, Noah's features twisted into a profound grin as he gazed at the now-complete Red Tower.

Diatah stood beside him, her expression indifferent, almost indifferent in a superior way, staring at one particular area amid the layer of gray ashes covering everything.

A mocking grin curved her lips, the air of superiority fixed on her beautiful face.

Whatever her captivating eyes beheld, it failed to impress her in the slightest.

Noah, on the other hand, felt far differently from his wife. Still, his thoughts remained locked on his immediate goal, racing at full speed to analyze every potential outcome and situation from this occurrence.

His hands shot out toward the Red Tower, clutching it firmly before pressing it against his chest.

He shut his eyes, and it felt as if time itself halted.

Sensing the power of the authority radiating from it, Noah couldn't stop a smile from forming. The authority now lacked a master, thanks to the abrupt ruin of the Principality.

Still, Noah understood this gap wouldn't endure for long, as the Origin Will would

quickly seize the authority back for itself.

Thus, in that brief interval too short to truly measure, Noah activated his First Authority: Bind.

He had previously linked an entire Dominion to himself, which fueled his boldness and belief in succeeding here.

And so, without a second thought, he not only linked the Authority to himself but also reshaped his physical form. He aligned it with the Tower's essence and drew it into his own body.

A vivid, twisting, nearly cursed and tormented red glow erupted with immense force, enveloping Noah's entire form.

This all unfolded in less than a second. The former territory of the Primus Principality shook violently without cease.

Taraji grinned at the spectacle, then sensed a massive surge of fury bursting ahead of her, as the dispersed ashes gathered to shape a figure.

A female form. Tall, draped in robes of ash that outlined her curvaceous frame. Her eyes resembled swirling smoke, twisting and writhing like serpents, fixing on Diatah first and then Noah with a mix of astonishment, rage, and caution intertwined.

"What are you?" The voice echoed like an abstract idea rather than a living entity, directed at Diatah positioned before her.

The Origin Will of the Spirit World had never encountered anyone like Diatah. The overwhelming arrogance emanating from her was so intense it bordered on mesmerizing.

Her arrogance felt utterly untainted, and she regarded the Origin Will as if she were her own discarded refuse.

It proved intolerable for the Origin Will, yet Diatah's otherworldly presence deterred any action.

Caution, she reminded herself, served as her strongest asset, the very trait that defined her.

Diatah offered no reply to the question. She barely spared her a glance for a moment, shifting her focus to Noah instead.

The Origin Will's form quivered with suppressed fury, now turning her gaze to Noah. Diatah inspired caution in her, but Noah stirred shock and

rage.

The idea that someone would dare claim her Authority over an entire Principality was something she had never imagined could happen.

Yet it had occurred. And all without her ability to prevent

it.

The Origin Will's eyes tightened, her form tensing up.

The red glow soon dissolved into crimson butterflies that fluttered off, revealing Noah's body.

Outwardly, nothing appeared altered, but for those in the know, his entire essence had transformed.

Noah no longer seemed like a mere creature in the truest meaning. Rather, he embodied Authority incarnate, forged from flesh, bone, muscle, and blood.

He exuded an audacious presence, leaving the Origin Will momentarily stunned by the unadulterated quality of his existence.

And the Prince wore a smile, eyeing the notification display before

him,

<You have completed your Quest.>

<You are ready to step into the rank of Duke of Cloud.>

<All your rewards have been spent in your personal Realm Store.>

Providence hesitated for a moment, then resumed, her tone filled with pride, <You have done something drastic and phenomenal, Husband.> <Your Records have taken one step higher in magnificence and profundity.>

<You have gone past a simple Principality's level in the Spirit World. You stand at the same level as the Origin Will, but lower in scale and influence and so, in power.>

<You are now, Husband, the Throne of the Primus Universe's Spirit World. Your power is above anyone and below none inside the Primus Universe. Every dead soul of the universe belongs to you -

Primordials included.>

Excitement surged through his veins,

<Congratulations, you have obtained a SubClass>

<SubClass: Throne of the Spirit World.>

'How sweet.'

"You are different." Diatah remarked, drawing his focus to her with a quick look, "At least, you are not so helpless, I notice. You still can

be redeemed to be a worthy man."

Noah laughed, "I see you have made peace with your current

situation, sweetheart."

"I am old enough to know when to move on."

"How old exactly?"

"Maybe you wish death?"

"No, thank you." Noah chuckled, before finally turning his attention to

the manifestation of the Origin Will standing in front of them.

She appeared horrified, struggling to maintain her already impressive demeanor. She was failing quite pathetically.

In that moment, the Origin Will desired nothing more than to turn and flee, pretending the events never transpired.

She despised complications and anything that might bring them.

She cherished her calm, uneventful existence, observing others destroy themselves from her secure vantage point.

Now a complication had arrived at her threshold, and she had erred by responding to it.

'Mother's mercy, what have I done?' Internally, she panicked, though she attempted to appear composed.

Noah cocked his head slightly, peering intently at her. He didn't require explanation to see the fear leaking from the Origin Will's form like liquid from a punctured container.

She seemed poised to bolt at any instant.

He held back a chuckle at the unexpected scene. 'How curious!' he mused.

Now he could advance to the Duke of Cloud rank, placing him on par with a Progenitor. Yet with his full arsenal of power and skills, any Progenitor would deeply regret challenging him at this point.

For an instant, a chilling smile spread across his face, his thoughts drifting to Esmeray, the Mother of Dragons.

'It's time to go back.'

He resolved, then took a stride and materialized before the terrified Origin Will. She let out an instinctive yelp, attempting to retreat.

But Noah seized her hand, stopping her in place.

Right away, he sensed the Origin Will's strength far surpassed his own. Incredibly so.

The Prince felt no shock, aware she governed the entire Spirit World of the Perfected Reality.

However, with her timid, hesitant, and scared demeanor, the Origin

Will merely stared at Noah with excessive caution.

He parted his lips, but-!

"Are you going to flirt with her?" Diatah interjected from behind with contempt, folding her arms across her chest, "Why, pray tell, am I not surprised?"

Noah's lips quirked, "Jealous now, aren't we? You are falling too fast, sweetheart."

Taraji's response came as profound, mocking quiet. Even without viewing her expression, Noah sensed it.

He shook his head, returning his focus to the Origin Will, "Before going back, I just need one thing." He stated, offering a charming smile,

"Can you bind yourself to me, lovely girl?"

A piercing yet abrupt hush followed his statement; only shattered by

a startled, loud exclamation.

"W-Woah!" The Origin Will burst out, her cheeks flushing deeply, "L-Lovely girl? M-Me??"

She appeared to quiver with delight.

"Me??"?

Noah's expression went blank in an instant, faltering at the bizarre turn.

"Well, yes?"

The Origin Will cried out,

"ME??? LOVELY???" -End of Chapter 496-